OOh, sounds fun!!

Name: Poplar

Creature: She's a dryad and lives in a poplar tree :)

Age: 137, but looks about 14 or 15

Appearence: Tall and slender, with olive/pale skin, has a sort of heart-shaped face (just google image 'poplar tree leaves', and it's what one of the leaves look like upside down, the wide part being at the top). She has striking green eyes.

Personality: She's quiet and gentle, but can get super angry and fierce if anything threatens nature or her forest.

Powers: Well, she can turn into a tree, for one. And she can sort of communicate with nature and other nature spirits.

Name: Usiku

Species: half-demon

age: looks around 14

gender: male

appearance: black, long hair put back in a low ponytail, green eyes, tall, one cat ear poking out from hair. Wears very loose black clothing and has scar on both hands shaped like symbols.

personality: doesn't open up to many people. Self guided

powers: can control ki energy and use it to shoot energy blasts and fly etc.. Enhanced reflexes and senses. Also uses claws

other: has an elven cat.

Can this be a less humanoid creature, like a (you guessed it) dragon?

Name:  Nerina (From the Italian for 'water')  Breslow

Creature: Half mer

Appearance: about 5'7", long, sun-bleached blond hair, sparkling green eyes, fish-scale 'tattoo'  on her ankle.

Personality: Grew up underwater until she was nine, so she never really fit in on land.  Her dad is non-mer, her mom is.  Tends to speak using mer slang.  Talks a lot, but tends to second-guess herself.

Age: 13

Powers: Can summon sea creatures to her, but if she's not in water, they appear in water bubbles.  Also can summon water.

Name: Ukanite (Uki) 

Creature: Dragon

Appearance: Black floppy long-ish hair, tanned skin, really dark sorta reddish brown eyes. Tall.

Personality: Warm and friendly, social, talkative. Likes physical activity, confident, but enjoys writing as well. Stubborn and disobedient. Rational. Gets angry often. Rash.

Powers (not fully developed yet): Breathing fire (not really massive, it's actually kinda thin right now) and... I'm brain-dead. I'll think of more later.

Uki~

I always knew I was special, somehow. Never mind the fact that my dad teaches me at home and won't let me make friends. But alone, sometimes, I'd come into the backyard, get a pile of twigs, and set them on fire. I couldn't figure out how I'd done it, it was just a thin stream anyway, but... but yeah.

That morning, my dad was trying to explain some sort of equation to me. I'm actually okay in math, if I didn't get so bored with it. After a while, I just get tired of it, and start watching anything besides the paper. And my dad isn't helping.

Eventually, I finally get it. When I solve it, my dad beams at me and says, "That's great! BUT, when you're in the next grade, the equations will be WAY harder!!

That's my dad for you, really knowing how to boost a kid's confidence. 

Just then, there is a knock on the door. A tall man in a dark suit walks in.  

"Hello, my name is Mr. Darko, of the Academy for Half-Blood--"

Dad abruptly stands up. "Didn't I say no?" he asks sharply. "He's not going. I told you. I'm not going to this place, mixed with who knows what. You disgrace his heritage; he's fine here."

"Fine where?" I ask, confused.

Mr. Darko turns around. "You think your mother is dead, don't you?"

I nod.

"Mabye she is, mabye she isn't. But your mother... was a dragon. So follow me. I'll explain in the car."

He grabs me by the hand, and after throwing Dad one last glance, I don't see him again for a long time. 

Awesome! :D 

Name: Lotus

Creature: half-pixie (not happy Disney pixies, mischievous trouble-making pixies)

Age: about 200. She doesn't exactly remember when she was hatched. (more on that later) But she looks and acts around 16.

Appearance: light skin that always looks a little tanned. Pixie cut X) gold/blond hair, ice blue eyes that turn a light lavender/pink color when she transforms into "full pixie form". Tall and slender, with REALLY long legs.

Pixie appearance: same, except only about 6 inches tall. XD and has dark lilac colored dragonfly like wings.

Personality: even though she seems like she could be a steryotypical movie version of a cheerleader, personality-wise she's more of a punk. :) knows everyone vaguely but doesn't get super close to anyone. Ever. Because she's secretly afraid someone will find out she's not 100% human. Very rebelious, loves crazy parties and other such events where only mildly dangerous chaos rules. :)

Powers: can be very convincing. (like charmspeak in the lost hero) :) can fly, has enhanced senses, and has scary-good aim when throwing anything.

//Poplar//

"Poppy, honey, get down from there!" My mother called from inside the house. Already the vile smell of roasting meat wafted through the kitchen doors. "No, I'm staying up here," I yell from the top of the tree I was up in. I'm vegetarian in a family where everybody loves meat, so I'm usually half starved. A squirrel runs across the branch in front of me and stops and looks at me. "Hey there, little bud." It doesn't say anything. "Tired? Thought so." Still nothing. "But don't worry, the day's almost over. I hope that thing with you and your wife settles down. Sounds pretty intense." "Thanks Poplar," it squeaked, then ran off in the other direction. "Poplar, get down from that stupid tree right this instant!" I jump down and walk through the sliding glass doors. I can hear arguing in the study, and I know that he's here again, to take me off to the School of Freaks for my third year in a row. A man in a black suit walks out and my father follows behind him. "Poplar, darling, are you ready?" "Mr. Darko, pleasant as usual." I nod and walk into my room to get my bags. The plants that cover my shelves are already drooping, so I give them a smile to perk them up a bit. There, better. I grab a list and hand it to my mother. "What's this?" "It's their watering schedule. The ones closest to the window have to be watered twice a day with that water that we get from Portugal, and the ones next to my bed have to be moved into the study every other week, it's all on the list, don't worry." She nods and scrolls through it. "Good luck, Poplar, darling, and honestly, bring those grades up!" I groan and follow Mr. Darko out into the car. The last thing I ask him before we step in is, "Is it eco-friendly? Because you have no idea how much effect smog can do to the enviroment, honestlly, I had the worst case of asthma when I was 98..."

Remember when I said she wasn't sure when she hatched? The species of pixie she is is almost like Disney pixies in that they don't have parents. They hatch out of acorns that have been exposed to pixies' magic for long periods of time. Lotus was created when one of those acorns was picked up and worn as a necklace by a young man for years. That man adopted her after she hatched and turned out to be able to turn human. :) Since she doesn't age very fast, she has lived with her "dad's" descendants ever since.

Lotus~

"I hate you," I whispered to the boy sitting next to me as the teacher droned on and on about a book I'd read at least 42 times. The boy next to me was Evan Jones, the most annoying, gross, rude boy ever to walk through the halls of any high school on the planet. EVER. He was poking my left arm repeatedly, trying to get me angry so I'd get myself in trouble. It's worked on me multiple times, unfortunately.

"What's wrong, flower?" he whispered back, and I could practically see his smirk even though I wasn't looking. He knows I hate being called flower. I swore at him under my breath, but he just snickered quietly. Then I got a really good/bad idea. When the teacher wasn't looking, I spun around in my chair, grabbed Evan's wrist as he tried to poke me again, and said a mild itching spell under my breath. Soon Evan was scratching himself like there was no tomorrow.

Gotta love pixie magic.

~~~

After school I walked home as fast as I could (which, considering I'm not supposed to fly around humans, wasn't very fast) and ran inside and up to my room before Anne could say anything to me. The oldest of every generation in Milo's (my "dad") family has been given the resposibility of keeping me safe. Not that I need it, of course, but it is nice to have kind of a family.

I was in the middle of doing my English homework when there was a knock at the door. There was some quiet muttering, then Anne called my name up the stairs:

"Lotus! Come down please!"

I ran down the stairs and saw a smiling man at the door. "Hello," he said. "I am Mr. Darko. I'm an admissions director at The Academy Of Half Blood Creatures.

"Uh, hi," I said, slightly baffled. I'd been on this Earth for 200 years, but never had I heard of The Academy of Half of......whatever.

"Did you know that you are half pixie?" he asked seriously. My first thought after that was,

THE GOVERNMENT'S FOUND ME!!!!!!

Then I thought,

Did he just state the obvious? Yes. Yes he did. SARCASM TIME!

"NO! Really? I didn't know that. Even though I have wings, eyes that change color, and am over 200 years old, I thought I was just a normal human."

Mr. Darko did not appreciate, or even acknowledge the existence of, sarcasm. At all. He simply said,

"Well you are half pixie. I've come to offer you a spot at the Academy of Half-" I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, I get it! You don't know what sarcasm is, I'm supposed to go with you, 'et cetera, et cetera, et cetera,'" I said, quoting one of my favorite plays of all time.

"Exactly," Mr. Darko said, smiling. I rolled my eyes, then looked back at Anne, who was smiling encouragingly.

"Fine." I packed my stuff, said good-bye to Anne and followed Mr. Darko to his car.

"By the way," he said once we were driving off, "I love The King and I."

Maybe this guy wasn't so bad after all... 

Actually, ignore what I said. Uki isn't home-schooled, he just goes to this really picky private school.

Name: Lauralie (known as Laurel)

Creature: A wood elf/wood fairy. Her mother was a woods creature, but fell in love and went to live in the humane world.

Age: About 10 years old. One of the youngest kids at the half blood school.

Appearance: Flowing chesnut hair, hazel eyes, her fair skin is smooth as a new glass window pane

Personality: She is shy, but also bold. She is mostly a quiet, gentile girl. Enjoys reading or writing stories and poems. She knew about her mother's past, and writes many stories that tell of such things happening.

Powers: She doesn't know about most of her powers, only one or two. She always could understand animals, and has a pet squirrel, Nuttmeg. (Known as Nutty.) At the school, she learns that she can fly, (she is given a set of wings.) turn invisible (she lerns this skill on her own, with some help from her room mate.), and to heal people.