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Post by Memai on Apr 28, 2010 22:16:47 GMT -5
(( Brand spanking new RP; like Rollercoaster, but even more kickass. Bring your characters forth! Let's start this baby up! ))
She never got used to it.
In fact, in all her living sixteen years, she never grasped the concept of sharing a room with another person, that would just mean what little privacy you had was to be shared with another person.
Roxanne got up from her bed; the morning was quiet, calm and early, with the cold air hitting her skin. Classes didn't start for another hour, but she wasn't like her roommate, who was snoring away happily, she wanted to get up, get dressed and make most of the morning. Besides, she felt a little odd sleeping in with someone else.
Sure, they weren't touching, they were on different beds, but to Roxanne, to wake up next to a complete stranger everyday was a little unnerving.
Never the less, she took her towel and clean uniform, making her way to the showers. It nearly sickened her, the overly liberal usage of pink, but the Girls' Dorm was her home now and she couldn't complain, this was her choice after all. Some girls were still in their night clothes, some girls already dressed, some had bought breakfast and were already tucking in. One thing was for sure, there wasn't one girl who didn't stare at her as she walked by; it wasn't looks of admiration, rather, looks of curiosity and... was that malice?
Upon arriving at the showers, she was immediately stopped by a well manicured hand.
"You're the new girl?" Roxanne looked up, albeit timidly, it was one of those prettier girls, with brunette hair tied in a ponytail.
'What was her name again?' "Oh umm... yes? W-why?"
The pretty brunette smirked and looked over her shoulder, nodding her head and looking down at Roxanne.
"Just forgot to give you your welcome present."
Roxanne looked hopeful, for one minute, that was until the pretty girl picked her up by the shoulders with surprising ease and hung the poor blonde by her night shirt.
Roxanne was at the point of tears now. Two days in and THIS happens.
"WELCOME TO BULLWORTH!"She heard the girl bellow as she left Roxanne for the hallways.
She paused, taking in what just happened and let out a very loud, "HELP!"
(( your turn ))
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Post by theaterdude45 on Apr 29, 2010 3:06:00 GMT -5
Lifted the small spherical glass orb of green gas, his forest green eyes narrowing as he lifted the cork up from it's entrance and immediatly replaced it with a custom made fire cracker. He knew the end of it would fit in perfectly, he had taken measurements after all, and after taking another moment to look over his new creation, a rather mischeivous smile stretched his lips.
"Perfect, I could definitely sell this to the...nerds?...or perhaps the guy's with the greasy hair?"
He had to admit than when he first arrived, Bullworth was nothing like he expected. The students were very diverse for a school, going so far as wearing different Bullworth uniforms and not at all friendly towards one another either, this he had learned early as he observed the way the students behaved...and what he saw next was oppertunity
'Maybe the old man sending me here wasn't such a bad idea after all.' Than he cringed as he immediatly heard that blasted ring of the clock, a cheap yet effective means of getting students up bright and early for the classes. With a sigh, he'd walk over to the nightstand and immediatly slam it quiet. Looks like it was time to start the new year.
He'd immedialty change from his regular night jammies. Putting on the regular blue bullworth uniform that was just about unique from the Cliques and along with specially designed baggy brown pants that was outfitted with pockets with straps to keep them closed, places to hide his ammo along with the trench coat that had firecrackers strapped to the sides, along with a series of vials filled with the obnoxious green gas created from his lab set, and he'd stuff the grenade into his pocket since he wanted to test it first before beginning mass production. He was than about to reach for special holsters that seemed to hold...bottle rocket launchers but than hesitated and stopped
'Hmmm better make sure the prefects here don't get onto me for wearing these clothes first, than we'll see.'
He took a moment to look himself in the mirror, and after brushing down his black hair and setting it up into the small pony tail, would proceed on out the door. Looking around, he'd see a few male students groggily getting up in the morning, including someone with dark brown hair with a rather thin frame wearing nothing more than blue pajamas. A few looked ready though, a black guy wearing a white collar shirt was watching some kind of cheesy-looking kung fu movie on TV, going so far as to stand up and start imitating the moves.
"Hey! Aren't you the new kid who came here in a limo?"
Blinking, Jake turned to see a couple more guy's wearing the exact same outfits as Ninja boys, one of them with light blond hair and a rather heavy set of acne, same for the other two exact one had dark brown hairs brushed to the side on each side of the head and a rather nasty looking black eye and the last one was rather short when compared to his friends and had short auburn hair.
'Customers! This is my chance.' His forest green eye's seemed to sparkle for a moment and his hand came up to shake the other man's as a rather handsome smile lit up his face. "Yes I am, I'm Jake Jones. Pleasure to meet you three."
The kid with the blonde hair's cheeks instantly darkened a little and his eyes were wide with...surprise...delight? as his hand came up to grasp Jake's in a firm shake...than it became a twisted smirk as he suddenly pulled Jake forward and slammed his fist into the boy's stomach and Jake's breath instantly came out in pain and surprise at the sudden attack before he was pushed back and he took a moment to catch his breath.
"I'm Trent...and your about to recieve our Bullworth initiation, don't worry it'll help toughen you up into a man." A couple of chuckles erupted from the guy's behind him as they all began to walk towards him and Jake realized what that meant. His smile turned into a scowl as he knew what he had to do next and his scowl became a smirk as he reached into his pockets, noticing how everyone oh so mysteriously dissapeared a few jock-looking kids staying behind to watch with grinning faces along with a rather big looking greaser and Ninja boy seemed to have joined his friends.
"Sorry to dissapoint boys but...can't afford a beating today since first impressions are so important."
He brought out a lighter and the grenade, his thumb immediatly coming down to light it up as he pressed the flame against the stem of the firecracker which immediatly lit up, followed by a quick throwing motion and Trent immediatly caught the orb and his eyes widened as he saw the green gas within...and the firecracker.
"Oh Cr-"BOOM!
Green Gas erupted from the exploding shell of glass that caused Trent to take step back as pain rattled his senses along with the nauseating smell and green color that was in front of his face, and than he'd feel someone tackle right into him, plowing him past his friends and sending him to the ground, he tried to swing at whatever tackled him but all he hit was air and he noticed the weight was suddenly gone and after a few seconds the gas cleared away, leaving the coughing bullies to look in front of them...only to see no one there.
"Aaaagh my face! Find that little asshole and bring him to me! Russel will hear about this!"
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Jake was out the door and running as fast as his legs could carry him, rushing past the early morning students and prefects who gave him strange looks as he sprinted past by. He stopped in the center in between the school and the dorms and looked at each way, wondering where to go.
"There he is! Get the kid in the trench coat." Ethan yelled as he saw Jake, who noticed a couple more bullies on the school stairs who heard Ethan's voice and Jake knew what he had to do. Turning to the right, he'd run towards the Girl's dorm...sure he'd get into trouble but at least he wouldn't get the snot beat out of him, and ran to the right side of the dorm since going in the front would get him caught and luckily no girls were out and about just yet and he saw the grove of underbrush attached to the building and the long...what the heck was it?
"To hell with it, as long as I can climb it!" He'd say to himself before reaching out and started to pull himself up higher and higher and he let out a sigh of relief as he saw the window, and he heard the sound of foot steps smacking against the ground as the bullies started to come in and he'd start to climb a little faster till he finally reached the window and pulled himself up and inside following a collapse against the dusty old attic wall as he thanked the lord for his speed, before looking down and seeing the bullies down below...looking around and confused as they continued there trek around the dorm and Jake smirked and pulled his head back in though it fell as he realized he couldn't just come out yet.
"Maybe it's time for a little exploring..." He'd mutter with a grin as he turned his head to see the stairs and began his walk down, carefully looking aroudn the corner in case girls walked by and was appaled as he peeked his head out to see that the hallways were though pink, looked much nicer than the boys dorms and had no rats whatsoever.
"The heck? Why don't the boy's dorm look this good...though the pink could go."
However he had no time to ponder on the school system and sexists as he saw a rather pretty looking leaving a room...followed by a scream for help from the very same room and his frown only grew as he saw the pretty girl continue her way...and the other girls didn't even seem to pay attention...where was the female teachers in this place? He waited till the pretty girl was gone till coming out of his hiding place and quickly ran towards the Showers. His chivalrous nature coming to take over as he quickly peeked his head inside, looking concerned for whoever this mystery girl was.
"Hello? Please don't scream. I only want to help whoever's here...and quickly!" He tried to whisper out as loud as he could, he very well couldn't stay long in these girl dorms since Mrs. Peabody or some other girl may very well show up this second.
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Post by Memai on Apr 29, 2010 22:53:12 GMT -5
Roxy stared at Jake in utter horror, and wasn't sure what to make of the situation at hand.
Here, she was hung up by her collar, clutching desperately to her towel, tears welling up in her eyes and she was starting to be late for her first class.
'Oh bother'
"Ummm..." It was all she could muster, after all. Here was a boy in a trench coat, trying to "help" her in the girls' shower. She did the only thing any sane girl would've done:
"HELPMEOHGODTHERE'SABOYINTHESHOWERS!!!"
(( lol, sorry Jake, but you were asking for it ))
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Post by theaterdude45 on Apr 29, 2010 23:29:10 GMT -5
"A boy?! Where!"
"Girls?! What's going on? What is this about a boy!"
"Girls I'm coming up there!"
'Aww hell, shoulda known.'
Jake's expression turned to one of pure panic as he looked at the hanging Roxy and turned around, looking as if he was about to bolt before letting out a irritated growl and turned to lift Roxy up from what she was hung onto and to the ground.
"You owe me!"
He'd say in a whisper before turning, his hand reaching into his trench coat and pulling out a vial of stink and pulled it back and threw it at the pink wall, a crack resounding in the air as it broke open and released the gas and he'd quickly suck in a breathe and ran into the haze, trying to get away in the camouflage. The sound of more coughing filled the air as Mrs.Peaboby tried to enter the fray followed by a few curious girl. The haze cleared and Mrs. Peabody poked her head in the room.
"Is everything alright in here? Where's the boy?"
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Jake climbed down the grove, finally managing to reach the ground and leaned his head against the wall for a moment and think about all the trouble he had gone through and how school hadn't even started yet.
"There you are!"
His eyes shot open and his head turned to see Ethan along with Davis and Tom, all looking mean and looking for a fight, Jake wasted no time as he turned tail and started to run to the back of the Girl's dorm but than stopped at the center when he saw Trent who had black marks along his shirt and his face seeemd a little red with Troy and Ray, blocking the other way. Jake growled as his fists clenched.
'Today just isn't my lucky day is it?'
"Nowhere to run now..." Trent would say with a smirk as he and Ethan's group began to close in.
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Post by Memai on Apr 30, 2010 3:53:19 GMT -5
Her mornings at Bullworth have been getting worse, or at least Roxy predicted such an outcome. On the first day, she had walked into the wrong room (and coincidentally, walking in on Mandy and Ted), the second day she had been tricked into devouring a whole plate of Edna's "Breakfast Special" and the third day she was confronted by a possible psycho, running around pretending to be Nazi.
It had only been a week, already Roxanne was growing tired of Bullworth's shenanigans, tired of all the mean unfriendly faces and the constant fighting.
But today, she thought, had been a little bit more than a blessing, being saved from Mandy. Jake's words as he left haunted her a little, for as she left the dorms biting her lip, she couldn't help herself but to think how to repay him.
"Perhaps a thank you letter is in order," she spoke in a quintessential English accent, not to Cockney nor too Posh, and always very polite, "Or perhaps I should--" Her train of thought derailed, she heard punches being blown, she heard the cries of pain.
'Should I...?'
Normally, she would have better sense and call a prefect.
'But I will, don't worry.
But today, today she felt like a change of pace.
She peeked around the corner and found three boys in white shirts beating up another boy, gasping a little at the horror before her.
Normally, she would've been able to bolt towards help, or even a quiet shelter for her hide away in, but she froze, almost looking on at the fight with a fascinated stare. This continued for a while, until she saw the person who was at the receiving end of the Bullies' blows; the creepy boy in the trench coat who had saved her from Mandy's torment earlier that morning.
'I SHOULD do something...
Shifting her weight around, she felt something lightly brush against her shoes-- a pebble, a good sized one at that. She did what she assumed was the right thing to do, poor Roxanne was just too good for her own well being. She picked up the pebble, took aim and threw it as hard as she could.
In the week she's been in Bullworth so far, she quickly learned that she was certainly on nobody's side (Harrington had successfully got rid of her, not that she was complaining) and that the only thing she could do was to stick up for herself, for once.
So fighting back and saving this poor person's backside was perhaps, a small step towards independence.
Though she was having second thoughts the moment Ethan turned around with a bleeding head and livid eyes.
"Uh-oh."
The Bullies knew better, hitting a girl or even looking like they were going to so much as to hurt her meant they were going to get their asses handed to them by the likes of Max or Seth, and neither one of them wanted it today.
So they employed the one tactic they knew would work against newcomers-- scare the living daylights out of them.
"You know, it's not an honorable thing to go around fighting for other people like that, little girl."
"I'm sixteen, I'm not a little girl." Roxy quietly retorted.
"I don't care, you had no business in this, stay out of it." They came closer to her, hoping to intimidate her, after all, it looked like she was about to cry anyway, what harm could she possibly do?
"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR, MAN? RUN!" Roxy yelled at Jake, "C'MON GET UP!" And with that, she threw her books towards the Bullies, distracting them and giving time for Jake to make a run for it, "NOW NOW NOW!"
(( yay! ))
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Post by theaterdude45 on Apr 30, 2010 14:06:58 GMT -5
Jake could feel some sort of warm liquid dripping out from his lip and his tongue reached out to lick at the tender wound which was met with a metallic tang, He'd duck the next swipe from Ethan, his own fist curling up and coming up in an uppercut, right into Ethan's Jaw which sent him a few steps back than Trent came in to replace Ethan, his fist pulled back and swinging and hitting Jake across the cheek but that didn't stop his left hand coming up to wrap around Trent's outstretched fist on the wrist and pull him off balance and Trent let out a grunt as Jake turned and dragged- tackled Trent into the wall, his right arm coming up against Trent's throat and his fist pulled back as he began to wail on the Blondie boy's face before he could react, than he felt a hand on his shoulder and his body turned to the left and his arm would come across to strike Troy across the cheek, than he felt a pair of arms wrap around him and lift him up in the air for a second before being brought back down in a tackle and he let out a grunt of pain as he felt a kick across his ribs and a foot stomping on his back after the weight lifted and he tried to get up.
Than it stopped, the kicks and the punches all just stopped and he heard Ethan talking to someone and he groaned slightly as he pushed himself up with his arms and turned his head in time to see who his rescuer was and was a little surprised to see the very girl who he had just saved, looking like she was about to cry at any moment...but he had to admire her for standing her ground against these thugs. While they were talking, he managed to get up on his knees and brushed his hands across his coat to get off the dirt and his hand reached into his trench coat, preparing to pull out something to take care of these bullies when Roxy suddenly started screaming for him to get up and run like the wind.
'She'll be fine, the bullies wouldn't risk the wrath of the Prefects to hurt her, Go!'
"Thank you!" He called out as he turned to run, not even pausing to stop when he saw the bullies that were blocking his way on the other side...they wouldn't be a problem. Taking out the lighter and shrugging off his coat, he opened up the left flap revealing a row of firecrackers and the bullies got ready to take him down as he got closer, unaware of his lighting up his lighter, using the coat to block th wind and lighting up one of the firecrackers and as the stem got closer and closer, he'd suddenly throw the coat to wards the boy's and they caught it as he managed to duck past one of them and Davis looked at the coat he just caught and grinned.
"Cool, free Co-" Boom! Peew! Crack!
The coat practically exploded as all the stink bombs cracked open and the firecrackers went off one after another, and even a few bottle rockets that were inside went off, resulting in a rather large explosion and the large release of green gas that clouded the boys and coughing and groans were heard as the large stink gas spread ed out and eventually thinned out and disappeared, leaving behind Davis and the others who were all spread out..knocked out with slightly burnt shirts and smelling rather rancid and the noise was enough to attract the attention of Max and ran towards the site, and caught sight of Jake just as he ran to the other end of the front of Girl's dorm and jumped onto the opening in the fence and ran past the apple tree, and taking off to the school. Max growled as he knew he couldn't catch him now and just continued to where the sight of the explosion and stopped as his face scrunched together and his hand came up to his nose to block the smell.
"Uuugh what is that? and you! What are you three doing!" He pointed towards the bullies who looked rather bloody and may have had something to do with it. Not even suspecting the innocent looking Roxy of foul play.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on May 1, 2010 3:56:53 GMT -5
((Aw man, you guys have to start this when i need to go out! I'll post when i get back. Continue the fun))
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on May 2, 2010 16:45:31 GMT -5
"Kill me."
The lump under the covers groaned, shifted and grumbled. After a second's fumbling, a brunette head emerged, blinking like a swamp creature in sunlight.
She slid her legs out and over the side, rocking a little as she rubbed her eye vigorously. She thought about the first day of the term. It would be horrible. It would be awful. She'd never be able to learn with all these dumb popular kids garbling away over the teacher, about all the super fabulous things they'd gotten up to over the holidays when they'd been back to their home-towns. Kay had enjoyed the peace, to be frank. She's stayed at Bullworth over the summer with a few other nerds who couldn't go back for whatever reason. She'd played video games, participated in G&G, read comics and ate food. Her life was very nearly complete until these dumb kids came back.
She picked up a towel, toothbrush and flannel. Time for the dreaded showers. She wondered if Mandy had been in yet. She hoped that maybe the horrible cheerleader had died or something.
In the showers, there was only incredibly boring Angie. Kay didn't even regard the poor girl as she stripped out of her shorts and shirt in the middle of the room, before walking into the shower.
"I don't care." She thought "I'm basically sexless. That's it. I'll be asexual. I'll just hate everyone and live in a mountain cave away from the rest of humanity... if it had Internet, of course...
((Sorry for how lame and short it is.))
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Post by Memai on May 2, 2010 20:03:02 GMT -5
(( Not lame :V ))
The bell had rung, students were heading off to their own classes, each carrying binders and books, folders and papers. Roxanne hadn't been a week here, and already she's exhausted.
But this was my decision, she thought bitterly, [/b]I could've stayed with Derby and mummy, I wouldn't have to wake up so early just so I could get to the bathroom to myself.[/b]
Truthfully, if anyone found out why she did the things she did, they wouldn't understand. Coming from a fairly renowned family in England, she was practically bathed in wealth.
To some, it wouldn't be a bad thing, but Roxanne never saw what all the fuss was about. Sure, it was nice to be driven around in a nice car, but wouldn't be even better to be the one behind the wheel?
It was always nice to buy runway pieces just because. Wouldn't be even better to save and earn that dress?
She sighed, closing her locker and holding her books close to her chest.
Another long day.
Classes for her weren't so hard, the syllabus was different, but it wasn't so radically different to impair her. Just before another thought popped itself into her head, she let out a small, startled gasp as she felt a cold hand grab her shoulder and turn her around.
"Shortie," Was the curt and informal greeting, "You're not wearing Aquaberry today, you're gonna get in like, trouble, you know."
"Hullo, Pinky," She frowned, never liked any one of the preppies, they were always so stuck up, "I don't want to get into trouble, this -is- the school uniform, isn't it?"
"Yeah, I know, but like, you're totally an elite, you should dress like o---OMIGOSH IS THAT A--?"
Roxanne gave a wry expression, "Yes, it's a leather jacket, what on Earth is the problem with that?"
"EWW!" Pinky pulled off a look of disgust, "Couldn't you have like, worn something, oh I don't know? Nicer?"
"This isn't nice?"
"Those icky grease whores wear those jackets?"
"Say again? This jacket does keep me awfully warm, you know, like how a proper jacket could."
"Ugh, whatever, loser." Pinky looked over her shoulder, spotting Derby, who wore a dark expression seeing his cousin/fiancee/girlfriend talking with 'grease trash'. The brunette was soon at his side, but not without the couple throwing the short blonde dirty looks before leaving.
Roxanne was perplexed at best.
In England, things like greasers/rockers and preppies/mods were nothing more than childish novelty. Sure, things got tense, if anything the war on Brighton beach in 1964 was anything to show for. But in this day and age, hardly anybody cared about that.
It was just fun and games until they decided to grow up, get a job, settle down and retire in Spain.
And frankly--
"OOF!" "WATCHIT!"
Roxy bumped into someone, a much taller, much scarier looking girl, she let out a small gasp when she saw the annoyed expression on the girl's face; a tall, built brunette with an obvious hate for silliness.
"Sorry, I was just on my way--"
"Listen, kid, watch your step next time," Kay never liked new kids.
(( yay! ))
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Post by theaterdude45 on May 3, 2010 22:26:34 GMT -5
Jake looked over his handsome face after opening his locker, which had a mirror on the door, and inside the locker were his usual books along with various supply's of Firecrackers and stink bombs and a single can of spud. His tongue snaked out over the cut on his lip and he felt a slight sting before pulling it back in.
"Well, better count myself lucky that's all I got."
'I wonder where I can find that girl, feels like I owe her now since all I had to do was get her down, she saved me from getting my ass handed to me several times over.'' He'd sigh as he removed his books and shutted the locker before making his way to the bathroom, however a certain commotion caught his attention, especially when the person in said commotion was just the person he was thinking about.
"OOF!" "WATCHIT!"
'Speak of the Devil'
With a grin on his face, he'd change directions and walk his way over to the short and talls girls, immediately stopping behind the short one and tapping her shoulder and waited for her to turn around, and her eyes widened as she recongized the boy.
"You! Your the creepy boy from the showers!"
Jake blinked and he frowned slightly at being called...well...creepy. "Excuse me? I am not creepy. I was just hiding out from the bullies and I happened to hear your plea for help, and speaking of help I wanted to offer you my thanks for your help against those bullies and my services. My name is Jake Jones and I'm starting up a little business venture out here in Bullworth. If you ever need any weapons or need any prank of any magnitude done just come find me. For you, it's on the house."
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on May 6, 2010 11:36:50 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm SORRY Twatty McTwatterson!" Kay's shoulders heaved in rage. She was far from in a good mood now. "I didn't realise the girl's showers were the first place people decided to hide from bullies. And now this little girl-" Roxy frowned "-OWES you?! What are you going to ask for? SEX?!"
Jake and Roxy's eyes were like saucers, their mouths hanging open in shock. Kay loomed over them for a few more moments, panting like an angry bull, before snorting angrily and marching off, long brown hair swinging back and forth in her wake.
"What is HER problem?!" Jake asked, astonished.
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Post by Memai on May 6, 2010 20:09:07 GMT -5
Roxy was honestly, totally, taken away. Even though she was getting used to the general unfriendliness of Bullworth towards newcomers, this particular case, scared her witless.
Partly because she had never been called out as a 'little girl' before.
She regained what little of herself was left and turned to Jake, composed once more, "Listen, you... you don't...umm..." She stumbled on words, "Nobody owes anyone anything," she wasn't quite sure on what to say; here was this boy who practically snuck into the girls' bathroom of all places, helped her off a hook. She thought of repaying him with helping him get away from the Bullies and now he's asking her if she would like help in the pranks department.
In Roxy's mind, this was going to turn into a vicious "I owe you, no, I owe YOU" circle.
This had to stop.
"Nobody owes anyone anything, I... I guess it was just a matter of coincidence." She stood up a little straighter now, feeling a bit better, "M-My name's Roxy, n-nice to meet you Jake," she extended a hand to shake and was looking intently at the green-eyed boy.
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Kay wasn't sure why she was in a particularly foul mood today, well... there was always some idiot cocking up somewhere, but today it just seemed she just woke up on the wrong side of the bed and started off on the wrong foot.
But her mood lightened up a bit, when she saw other fellow Nerds crowding around their lockers near the Chemistry lab.
Ah, chemistry. Maybe today wouldn't be such a bad day!
"Greetings, fair knight," Melvin gave a mock bow, "How did thine travels fare?"
"Stuff it," Kay smiled despite herself, "You really have to do something about that nasty speech pattern you have."
"Aww lighten up," the boy whined.
"I hear we have a new student coming in today! She just transfered," Beatrice piped up, much to Kay's dismay-- she never liked the girl, but since she was a fellow nerd too she did her best to cope.
"I don't like new kids, they always go around and ACT as if they can survive here; poor bastards don't know what special kind of hell they've been sent to."
"Y-Yeah, but I mean, she asked to have chemistry as first period," Beatrice said excitedly, "I heard it was because of some kid picking on her..."
"You have GOT to stop listening to that Christy girl," Earnest shook his head.
Before Kay could say anything, the bell had hung, it was time for class.
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Post by theaterdude45 on May 9, 2010 23:40:38 GMT -5
Jake glanced at her hand for a moment before looking back at her and smiled slightly as his hand reached out to take it in a firm shake. "Pleasure Roxy, but I don't believe in coincidence"
He'd let go before continuing to speak. "If you say I don't owe you anything than that's fine, but if you ever do need help. Come find me, I'll probably be at the fountain. I don't mind helping out my first friend here...and the only person who so far hasn't looked like he/she wanted to kill me."
The Bell chose that time to ring and Jake knew he probably needed to get to class and turn to walk away, leaving a few parting words for Roxy. "I'll see ya around Roxy, gotta go stuff some marbles in some kids lockers while there in class." And with that would walk away and set out on his little mission before class.
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Sammy Winchester
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My icon is suppose to be Sammy..mhmmm hahahha! *runs away*
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Post by Sammy Winchester on May 10, 2010 19:28:42 GMT -5
The bell rang and Sammy opened her eyes, startled. Already she hated the school, the girls dorm smelled like old blood and scented candles. She had never hated the color pink before, but now it was everywhere.
She sat up and grunted, getting up and placing the blanket to a crumpled position. She sat on the side of the bed, opening her bag filled with clothes and rubber bands for her hair. She did not have the time to put any of her belongings away yesterday because she was just so pissed off at her mother. She pulled out her blue Aquaberry jacket and white shirt. Sammy got up walking toward her books and grabbed them with the little paper on top.
She walked back to the bed and grabbed her MP3 player that was charging by the wall and her black skinny jeans. Deciding she was ready, she then headed to the shower room to fix her hair.
As she walked past her door, ever with her eyes not fully open, she could see all the girls giving her ugly looks as if she had done something to them. She didn't care. She just wanted to go back to sleep, but of course she couldn't. After making her way past the other girls. she headed toward the toilet and saw a girl putting her clothes on which made her gag. Yes, she has seen herself nude but not another girl. She used the toilet fast and changed her clothes. Once finished, she headed back to her room, grabbing some socks and her shoes. Sammy put the Mp3 player in her pocket and earphones in her ear and pressed play.
She looked in her mirror and put on her jacket. Sammy realized she had forgotten to brush her teeth. So, making her way back to her bag to pull out a wisp. She used it as fast as she could, and then she looked around and spotted an ice-tea. Running toward it the 16-year-old grabbed it and poured it in her mouth. After a quick rinse, she spit it back into the cup.
She licked her lips and took her books walking out of the pink hallways of evil, at least to her. As she was making her way down the stars she heard Mandy and Beatrice arguing. She tried to ignore but she couldn't.
''That's what I thought, metal mouth!''
She turned around and saw Beatrice on the floor. ''That cheerleading trash pushed her!'' Sam thought, she wasn't a hero nor did she like the nerds but she felt bad.
''You bitch!'' She went to help Beatrice up and glared at Mandy.
''What did you say loser!?''
''I said. you bitch!''
''That's what I thought.'' Mandy tried slap Sammy, but right before Sammy crouched and shoved Mandy from behind pushing her down.
''That's what I thought.'' Sammy said mocking the girl.
''What a nerd!'' Pinky said as she skipped along the three girls referring to Sammy.
''Are you okay-?''
"Beatrice. My name is Beatrice, and yes I'm okay. Thanks for helping me! You are my her-!''
Sammy cut her off and grabbed her lips with her pointer, middle, and thumb fingers.
''No, I will not be named the nerd hero, I'm sorry, but thank you for naming me your hero. I have to go, bye.''
Sam let go of the nerd's face and walked out of the dorm without a sound. She looked back and forth and forgot where she put her bike, but remembered. She put it behind the whole dorm to make sure none of those snot nose kids would steal it.
She took it and made it to the school in front of her class before the bell rang again.
Sammy glared at the small girl walking toward the class and followed. She lifted the paper up that stated ''Chemistry'' she paused and frowned hoping class would just fly by.
Mr. Watts looking at the children with paranoia turned his face slowly to Sammy. ''Aw Sammy! You must be the new young helping hand teacher!?''
She looked around in shock,this is the first day of school she pushes a cheerleader and the teacher mistaken her.
''Um...No,I'm Sammy the new Student.'' She put on a awkward smile as the students laughed at her.
''Oh,Excuse me. I've taken some fuses in my brains the last couple of years and...well you know.''
''No,I'm proud to say I am not.''
''Well, okay then let me see where you can sit..'' His hand curved into a fist while his pointer finger remained taping his chin.
She bit her lip in nervous state of mind. Hoping she wouldn't be placed in the back,or in the front where to teacher can look at her most of the time.
''Aw, how about there?'' He pointed the second role with the left table by the window.
She didn't say nothing,she was just hella-happy she is going to sit next to a girl. She place her books on the right side of the table,and sat down with a slug back. Placing her face on her palm.
She turned her face to the blond and smiled lightly. As she felt a tap on the shoulder from behind.
A brown haired girl with a green vest and a red tie smiled at her.
''You must be that new kid.''
''Whats it to you?''
''Welcome to hell.''
''Nice...'' She said sarcastically as she returned to her previous pose.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on May 11, 2010 12:14:20 GMT -5
((Could i ask, Sammy Winchester, for you to re-read your posts after you're done before you post? That one had quite a few bits that didn't make any sense :S Also, less product placement please? I mean, I understand that people are trying to flesh out their characters, but Paramore, Ipods, Gucci and Jimmy Choos don't exist in Fallout world. These things can be replaced with descriptions such as "A band shirt", "MP3 player" or "Designer shoes" And Fanon is Canon with an F. Besides that, Welcome new comer))
Sarcastic, are we? Kay thought feverishly, while her pencil skittered across the page, taking notes in a manic fashion.
Her mood was darkening again. The new girls was wearing Aquaberry. That was two she'd seen today. What the hell was happening? All the rich daddies started investing in the school again? She couldn't be annoyed with rich self absorbed twats today.
There was a small "Plink!" and Kay's head shot up. She turned around furiously. She saw Bucky waving timidly. Kay scowled at him and rubbed the back of her head where the small metal object had hit her. He pointed at the floor. Kay looked down beside her chair. She ducked quickly and picked up the screwed up paper wrapped around a coin.
"Asked Beatrice out. Said no." It read. Kay's shoulder slumped slightly, her anger subsiding. She looked up at her friend. He pressed his lips together grimly. Kay looked down at Beatrice. Last term, she'd been decidedly horrible to old Bea. She didn't feel so nasty. She's been crying already this morning. Harassment from Mandy.
Kay stuffed the note into her pencil case and continued working. Maybe she'd organise a scrabble or chess tournament to cheer her nerdy friends up. The holidays have got to be boring when you don't have any friends back home. Or in mandy's case, Any Jimmy.
Oh dang it, was that Watts asking a question? Kay's heart leapt.
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