High School Newcomers

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    Name:Jack


    Age: 18


    Activity they maybe involved in: Well you could call it "Magic", but it's easier explained at tricks illusions I can do amazing things with "Magic". Like I can make it looked like fire is coming out of my hand and stuff with playing cards, a Magician really.


    Picture:

    I'll start.



    It was a cool Monday morning Brooklynn started to her new school. She hated the fact that her mom was living through her life she wouldn't allow her to drop out of school. She hated her for it because she had to leave everthing behind that she once had for a new life.

    Aubrey bangs her hand on her locker, frustration showing clearly on her pretty face. The stupid thing wouldn't open and she just felt like slamming her head into it. hmmm.... If I had one thought right now, it would be that I hate school, she thinks to herself, looking up at the clock. It was almost time for class and she didn't even have her books

    Brooklynn pushed her way through the crowd trying hard not to be late for her first class. Everytime she would pass through she see people make weird faces at her ,or turning to the person next them and whisper something in their ear she thought it was mostly likely about her. She had reached her locker, it was right next to girl who seemed to be having trouble with her's. Brooklynn looked at the girl she looked like a very popular girl with a brand new outfit and new shoes.
    She moved closer to the girl and asked '' Would you like some help with that.'' Her thoughts where running through her brain like wild stallions in a open field she promised herself that she would not talk to anyone she broken that promised to herself. It was to late now to take back what she had done.

    Jack walked through the halls a smug smile appeared on his face. He opened his locker and sorted through the mess grabbing a few books and some specialnthings here and there.

    Aubrey looks at the girl. "Yes,thank you!" She gasps in relief, stepping back

    Broolynn smiles happy she said, ''yes'' and then politely said thank you. She was given the combination and then gladly opened the locker. Shy she quickly went back to her's and grabbed her things and closed her locker then turned the lock so it would stay locked than stood an went off to class without saying another word to the pretty girl.

    Brooklynn's first class was BCA with freshmen. She hadn't passed it the year before so she had to make it up. She walked into room 42 Coach Husser's room. Her heart felt heavy like a ten pound weight she was so shy. She closed her eyes and took a deep breathe of air she walked to the every back of the class and sat down the freshmen all looked at her and made sly comments among themselves. Then and there at that exact moment she knew this would be the worst new year ever.

    ooc- ah, sorry!
    Aubrey stuffs the remaining books into her bag and half sprints half walks to her first class. She takes her seat in a seat that was right by the window where she could easily sea everything that went down outside. The birds, trees, some people who decided to skip classes. Reaching into her decent bag, she pulls out a small notebook and a pencil. The pencil starts to dance across the piece of paper with flicks of her wrists and finally looks at her work with satisfaction.

    OCC: The bell Rings .

    Brooklynn leaped with joy for the class with the freshmen was finally over. It was off to science class from here.

    OCC: oh uh okay well I move fast so you will have to keep up.

    Brooklynn's classes where not like the students classes she had a special schedule at least that's what her teacher had told her. She had eight classes instead of seven like all the other sophomore's the reason why was because she has to come to school early so she could be home in time for her brother to get home off the bus and make sure he got inside the house safe so, she could go to work. Ever since her parents had died she decided to take responsibility of taking care of her brother, work, and go to school she didn't want to be separated from her brother he was all she had left.