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Stormheart601 · Jul 23rd 2014

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School Mascot:
Seahawks
School Colors:
Purple and White
Location:
La Jolla Neighborhood, San Diego, California
Season:
Late Summer
Date:
Monday, August 21, 2014
Event:
First Day of School

Schedule
1st Period: 8:30-9:00
2nd Period: 9:10-9:40
3rd Period: 9:50-10:20
4th Period: 10:30-11:00
Lunch: 11:10-1:10
5th Period: 1:20-1:50
6th Period: 2:00-2:30
7th Period: 2:40-3:10
8th Period: 3:20-3:50

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[size=9pt]Brayden woke with a groan and slammed his hand down on the snooze button of his alarm clock. It was officially his first day at his new school, and he did not wanna go. The worst possible scenarios kept running through his head; embarrassing himself, getting lost. He didn't end up getting out of bed until his mom yelled at him for downstairs about how he was going to be late. Brayden walked over to his closet and quickly put on the outfit he had laid out last night; a black and blue three quarter sleeve shirt, brown cargo shorts, and his blue and black Nike high tops. Once he was dressed, he went into the bathroom to quickly spray on his Axe, brush his teeth, and fix his hair. Brayden wanted to make sure he looked nice enough to make a good impression, but not good enough to make it look like he was trying too hard. After all, he hadn't actually met any of the kids his age that lived on his street. He had spent most of the summer unpacking things and staying in the house. Some of the other kids had probably seen him outside a few times, and he had seen them. But he had never actually talked to them.[/size]

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{Dream~Within~A~Dream} · Jul 23rd 2014

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"Mija time to wake up." the voice of out family's maid Rosa broke through my dreams of stardom as she shook me awake. I muffled a groan into my soft feather pillow and rolled over. "G'morning Rosa." I slurred through my tired lolly gagging. She ushered me up and leg the room. My blues eyes each weighted down like a stone pried themselves open. I rifled through my closet until picking out an outfit I like and dressing. I sat at my vanity and began combing through the tangled monster of yellow hair hanging limply from my pale skull. Today I would return to school, to the drama department and my best friend Kourtney. Also hopefully I'd wrack up the nerve to talk to the new boy who had moved in next to me. I walked down the grand staircase on the cold and expensive floors. Rosa had already left for jazzercise and I was greeted by a singular piece of toast. Dejectedly I sat in an armchair and munched. I had been so lonely since my brother died. Now here I was all alone in this big, expensive house. Outside my driver Paul was waiting for me. I nodded to him and we drove off to school.

Paul left as soon as he had arrived and I nodded exiting from the black town car. I brushed a lock of peony yellow hair behind my alabaster ear and entered the school a blast of cold air greeting me. I yawned stretching my arms behind my head and walked towards the locker bay. My nimble fingers fumbled with the lock for a moment before the door swung open. I grabbed my math book and hung up my bag them shut the locker weakly. I had been instructed by our ever so wild Kourtney to wait by my locker for her. So I slid down against it and waited.

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Zombie Masquerade · Jul 23rd 2014

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[justify][font=andale mono][size=8][color=black]The boy was roughly waken up by his younger brother Kyle, who had been sent up by his mother to wake him up for the.. what? Fourth time that morning? Needless to say, Chandler wasn't a morning person, at least not at home. Once he got to school, though, he was his usual, bubbly self amongst his friends and teachers.

Groaning and moaning, the boy dragged himself up from his comfortable bed and pillows and began his day, getting into the shower and then shuffling over to his closet to get some clothes, which happened to be just a pair of black jeans and a blue plaid shirt. Nothing much, but then again he liked it. It was simple, yet it didn't make him look homeless.

After that, it was only a manner of brushing his hair down to where it was somewhat decent, the ends tuffing out and looking absolutely ridiculous, but there was nothing he could do about it, except for cut it, which he dreaded. He hated haircuts. They always made him look awful. After making his hair looking halfway presentable, he brushed his teeth, washed his face, and headed downstairs after putting on his shoes and grabbing his backpack.

His mom never really bothered with breakfast in the mornings, seeing as they never really ate it all anyways, and instead just fixed bowls of cereal and the occasional thing of toast, which was the case today.

Then, finally, after eating that, his mother piled he and his brother into the car, along with their dog, who had to go get her nails clipped and her fur washed today, and proceeded to drop them off, his brother first at the elementary, which was closer to their home, and then he at the middle school before she sped away in her black Toyota to complete her list of errands before she went to work at lunchtime.

Looking around at other groggy, slightly still sleepy students being dropped off as well, Chandler held his backpack with one hand and let the other swing loosely by his side as he walked into the school and to his locker, where he then dropped the back unceremoniously onto the tiled floor beside him as be began to unlock his locker. Yup, just another day in his casual life.

Stormheart601 · Jul 23rd 2014

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[size=9pt]Once Brayden finished up in the bathroom, he went downstairs to find that his older brother had already eaten all of the bacon and was finishing off the last of the eggs. ''Guess I'll eat at school then.'', he muttered under his breath as he went back upstairs to grab his backpack. After making sure he had everything he needed, he went back downstairs to find Aaron putting his shoes on. ''Come on I'm going to be late.'', his older brother said as he shoved Brayden out the front door. Brayden stayed quiet and just went to get in Aaron's red Mustang.

He sat down in the front seat and was about to close the door when Aaron grabbed it and pulled it open. ''Get in the back. I promised Lexi that I would give her a ride to school.'', his older brother said, giving Brayden's shoulder a small shove. Brayden just rolled his eyes and got out so he could pull the seat forward and climb in the back. Lexi was the cute girl that lived across the street from them that Aaron had a huge crush on. Brayden just quietly sat in the back and played on his phone during the ten minutes that they had to wait for Lexi.

When she finally showed up, Aaron got in the car and drove down the road towards the middle school. Once they arrived, Aaron got out to let Brayden out and told him he had to walk home after school because he had football practice. Brayden just gave his older brother a small nod as he adjusted his backpack before walking towards his new school. The young boy still didn't really talk much unless he absolutely had to.[/size]

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leg · Jul 23rd 2014

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[hr][size=11pt]^{Sun streamed through Wesley's bedroom window. Opening her ocean blue eyes, the blonde rolled out of bed, her blonde hair hanging in a mop. She trudged her way over to her closet and picked out the outfit she had laid out. A plain grey sleeveless tank, ripped shorts, and black high top converse. After slowly slipping into her clothes, Wesley walked into her turquoise painted bathroom. She brushed her teeth and applied a very small amount of mascara and some concealer. After taming the wild mess that was her hair, she quickly put on some deodorant.}

^{Wesley picked up her phone in its sleek monogrammed case, she took a glance at what time it was. "Crap!" she muttered. It was already 7:30. "Mom! First day! Gotta go!" she screamed.
"Well, then you better hurry Jones! her mom called. Jones was a nickname of Wesley's. The nickname was earned a few years ago when the Ford family watched Raiders of the Lost Ark. Wesley wanted to just like Indiana Jones. For Halloween she was the famous fictional adventurer. Now that was her nickname. The teen raced down the stairs and into the kitchen. She dug through the pantry till she found a Hidden Vally peanut butter granola bar which would have to serve as her breakfast. Her twin little brothers, Phineas and Matt were sitting at the kitchen table calmly eating their cereal and havering an in dept discussion about which Xbox game was better. "Where's Molly Kate?" Wesley asked, only then remembering that her older sister had her friends pick her up. She and her mom rushed to the car and pulled out of the driveway.}[/size]
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koronos · Jul 23rd 2014

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[size=8][color=black]BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

all was peaceful until the damn alarm went off on my damn phone. it's typical that i act this way in the morning, if you didn't know. now, it was quite early in the morning for me, 6:30 am, and it was still somewhat dark outside. hmm, which meant that would mean i'd have a plethora of minutes to about two hours to do all the preparing before I left for the starbucks for my morning fix. that stuff is addictive, like, really addictive. but, again. sitting up, i yawned, cracking my knuckles, enjoying each odd little pop before getting out of bed. well, since I had just woken up, my legs were still asleep, and when i got up, i fell to the floor with a large THUD! if I had been younger, probably like, six or seven, i'd be bawling my eyes out. but i was a fourteen year old boy, and i didn't mind a little bang to my knee... most of the time. after my little fall, i sorta leapt back to my feet, my soft brown hair an unbrushed mess. not exactly sexy, but it was sorta attractive. hey, couldn't a guy like his appearance? i'm sure lots of of the guys at school did. i'm not obsessed, like others, either. i'd make the best of my appearance, unlike others. looking back at my phone right more, i saw that five minutes had passed. wow, thinking obviously took some time if you did so deep enough. it came to show how much time philosophers like, plato or somebody put into their work.

knowing that i should step up my pace, i ran down the long, dark hallway of the large house had lived in for the last few years, my fingertips brushing the wall to keep my bearings in check. my fingers snagged on a grasp-type handle, and i quickly jammed for handle down, reverse-slamming the door open. i flicked on the lights and approached the shower, turning on the water. of course, i took a few seconds to wait for the water to heat up. i soon stuck my hand into the streams of warm water, testing it, before shedding my sweats and stepping in. around so and so minutes later i stepped out of the shower, wrapping a nice, fluffy towel around my waist. i needed to get dressed quickly, seeing that I took like, twenty minute showers.

keeping my towel firmly wrapped around my lower body i walked back to my bedroom, my eyelids still heavy from waking up. my gaze searched around my closet for clothes, and i picked out my favorite outfit. i quickly tugged on my clothes and shoes, hopping back to the bathroom as i tugged on my second shoe. from then on i just brushed my hair up and to the side, pulling on a snapback over it backwards, and walked under a spritz of puma, and i was pretty much set.

i jumped down the stars and ran into the kitchen, my mouth watering at the plate of sausages on the kitchen counter, and the stack of crepes next to it. i sloppily grabbed two crepes and slapped them onto a paper plate, dropping a handful of sausage links next to them. grabbing the nutella from the cabinet, i grabbed a big blob of it with a knife, slathering it onto the crepes with a hungry smile of delight. i practically stuffed my breakfast down my throat after, antsy as the time grew nearer to 8:30. in all honesty, i didn't want to go to school. tipping my head back with a small groan as my mom turned my hat around, i trudged after her and grabbed my backpack, filled with all that back-to-school shit. i hopped in the car, letting out another groan as she denied my claim for starbucks. a few minutes passed, and i was at school. ugh.

koii · Jul 24th 2014

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I opened a door of the highly unmissed building, being taken aback by the number of students. I felt myself being confined, much like a loose sardine container, or a tightly backed bowl of fruit. I like the fruit comparison better, it's better fitting for this school. Like that kid over there, he looks like a passion fruit. And as for her, I'd say an apple. What am I doing? Welcome to my mid, a world of it's own. As I walked over to a table to get my schedule, I noticed that I knew no one. Was today a day for seventh graders only? Oh well. As I got my schedule, I fixed the semi-large 'nerd' glasses resting on my nose. I'm currently wearing a white tank top, light ruffled floral prank skirt, brown leather braided belt, a copper heart necklace, a light pink cardigan, and middle-shin high brown leather boots. Many will say I'n dressed up, but I call this casual.

Out of Character;;

What was I even thinking while I was typing that? I feel either ashamed or highly confused.

?BluWynter? · Jul 24th 2014

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AƖєxια Rσѕє Ɯαтєяѕ;;

I groan and slam my fist down on my alarm clock. School. Fabulous. I sit up and stretch, rubbing my eyes. I throw my covers off of my body and get out of bed. I walk over to my bathroom and get ready for today. The first day of eighth grade. I'm so looking forward to Softball and Volleyball! Thinking of this put a smile on my face. I brush my teeth and hair. I then walk out of my bathroom and change into my clothes. Once I was convinced I was ready and didn't forget anything, I sprinted down stairs and into the kitchen. "Morning mom!" I greet her smiling. "Morning Lex. Ready for school?" She asks, serving me pancakes. I shrug and start to eat. I finish it off and stand up. I clean up my dishes and say goodbye to my mom. I grab my backpack and sling it over my shoulder. I walk to my garage and grab my skateboard. I lived close to school so I rode on my skateboard all the time. I start to head that way, pushing off and going at a decent speed. I see school come into view and slow down slightly, but only slightly. [/justify]

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"Little White Lies"

If this room was burning
I wouldn't even notice
'Cause you've been taking up my mind
With your little white lies, little white lies.

You say it's getting late
It's getting late
And you don't know if you can stay
If you can stay.

But you, you don't tell the truth
No you, you like playing games

Your hands touching me, they're touching me.
And your eyes keep saying things.
They say of what we do
When it's only me and you.
I can't concentrate.

That's all I'm thinking about.
All I keep thinking about
Everything else just fades away.

If this room was burning
I wouldn't even notice
'Cause you've been taking up my mind.
With your little white lies, little white lies.

You say you're a good girl
But I know you would girl
'Cause you've been telling me all night.
With your little white lies, little white lies.
With your little white lies, little white lies.

Back seat of the cab,
We're in the cab.
My lips getting so attached,
They're so attached.

Now you wanna make some rules
Now cool—then we'll watch them break tonight.

I know what you want
And I've been waiting so long.

If this room was burning
I wouldn't even notice
'Cause you've been taking up my mind.
With your little white lies, little white lies.

You say you're a good girl
But I know you would girl
'Cause you've been telling me all night.
With your little white lies, little white lies.
With your little white lies, little white lies.

I know you want it
I know you feel it too.
Let's stop pretending.
That you don't know what I don't know
Just what we came to do.

If this room was burning
I wouldn't even notice
'Cause you've been taking up my mind.
With your little white lies, little white lies.

You say you're a good girl
But I know you would girl
'Cause you've been telling me all night.
With your little white lies, little white lies.
With your little white lies, little white lies.
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"Somebody To You"

Yeah you!
Yeah you!

I used to wanna be
Living like there's only me
And now I spend my time
Thinking 'bout a way to get you off my mind
(Yeah you!)
I used to be so tough
Never really gave enough
And then you caught my eye
Giving me the feeling of a lightning strike
(Yeah you!)

Look at me now, I'm falling
I can't even talk, still stuttering
This ground of mine keeps shaking
Oh oh oh, now!

All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah
Is somebody to you
All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah
Is somebody to you

Everybody's trying to be a billionaire
But every time I look at you I just don't care
'Cause all I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah
Is somebody to you
(Yeah you!)

I used to ride around
I didn't wanna settle down
But now I wake each day
Looking for a way that I can see your face
(Yeah you!)
I've got your photograph
But baby I need more than that
I need to know your lips
Nothing ever mattered to me more than this
(Yeah you!)

Look at me now, I'm falling
I can't even talk, still stuttering
This ground of mine keeps shaking
Oh oh oh, now!

All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah
Is somebody to you
All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah
Is somebody to you

Everybody's trying to be a billionaire
But every time I look at you I just don't care
'Cause all I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah
Is somebody to you
(Yeah you!)

Look at me now, I'm falling
I can't even talk, still stuttering
All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah you!)

All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah
Is somebody to you
All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah
Is somebody to you
(Yeah you!)

All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah
Is somebody to you
All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah
Is somebody to you
(Yeah you!)

Everybody's trying to be a billionaire
But every time I look at you I just don't care
'Cause all I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah
Is somebody to you
(Yeah you!)

'Cause all I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah
Is somebody to you
(Yeah you!)

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"They Don't Know About Us"

People say we shouldn’t be together
We're too young to know about forever
But I say they don’t know what they're talk-talk-talkin’ about (talk-talk-talkin’ about)

'Cause this love is only getting stronger
So I don’t wanna wait any longer
I just wanna tell the world that you're mine, girl
Oh

They don’t know about the things we do
They don’t know about the "I love you"’s
But I bet you if they only knew (they don't know)
They would just be jealous of us,
They don’t know about the up all nights
They don’t know I've waited all my life
Just to find a love that feels this right
Baby they don’t know about, they don’t know about us

One touch and I was a believer
Every kiss it gets a little sweeter
It’s getting better
Keeps getting better all the time, girl

They don’t know about the things we do
They don’t know about the "I love you"’s
But I bet you if they only knew (they don't know)
They would just be jealous of us,
They don’t know about the up all nights
They don’t know I've waited all my life
Just to find a love that feels this right
Baby they don’t know about, they don’t know about us

They don’t know how special you are
They don’t know what you’ve done to my heart
They can say anything they want
'Cause they don’t know us

They don’t know what we do best
It's between me and you, our little secret
But I wanna tell 'em
I wanna tell the world that you're mine, girl

They don’t know about the things we do
They don’t know about the "I love you"’s (I love you)
But I bet you if they only knew (if they only knew)
They would just be jealous of us (they would just be jealous of us),
They don’t know about the up all nights
They don’t know I've waited all my life
Just to find a love that feels this right (feels so right)
Baby they don’t know about, they don’t know about us

They don’t know about the things we do
They don’t know about the "I love you"’s
But I bet you if they only knew
They would just be jealous of us,
They don’t know about the up all nights
They don’t know I've waited all my life
Just to find a love that feels this right
Baby they don’t know about, they don’t know about us

They don’t know about us
They don’t know about us

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sammy27 · Jul 24th 2014

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-- Andrea

Andrea woke up to the bright sun shining in her eyes and the blare of her alarm clock in her right ear. The fourteen year old girl let out a groan, rolled out of bed, closed her curtains and tugged the power cord of the alarm clock from the socket in the wall. Andrea walked towards her closet, remembering that today was the first day of school and she needed to look pretty. Duke, Andrea's two year old bully pit bull waddled from his spot next to Andreas bed and barked happily at his owner. He knows 319 hand signs and is one of the smartest dogs in California. Andrea picked out lack crop top, and a black and pink floral skirt and some black vans. She then straightened her hair and put it up in a perfect, clean ponytail with her bangs curled and hanging out of the ponytail. Andrea put Dukes harness on the medium sized pit bull and grabbed a piece of toast from the kitchen counter her mother had laid out.

Andrea had left the house, duke at her side as she walked to school, her mom already at work and her sister probably out with friends skipping school. Andrea entered anchor beach middle school, giving those she saw a smile and a curt nod. Andrea was glad her dog was small so he didn't distract those around him and could stand next to Andrea unseen and unbothered, although andrea's friend did take a liking to the young puppy. Andrea looked down at duke who always walked andrea to school, "Bye dukey!" Andrea kissed her dog on the nose and watched him run home.

Andrea spotted a couple kids she knew, such as brayden and Alexia, and her friend Akaylia. She hurried over. "hey girl! Long time no see! How was your summer vaycay?" She asked the fourteen year old girl as she adjusted her skirt.

?BluWynter? · Jul 24th 2014

[justify]Alexia "Lexi" Rose Waters;;

I arrive at school and hop off my skateboard, picking it up. I notice the new boy, he lived on the street behind mine. I wanted to be friendly so I decided to go talk to him. I hold my skateboard under one arm as I walked over, passing Andrea in the way. I grin and wave at her, happy to see a familiar face. "Hey Andrea!" I greet her quickly as I walked past. I brush my hair from my face as I made my way over to the new kid. I finally reach him after what seemed like ages to me. I smile friendly like and introduced myself. "Hey! You must be new here, I'm Alexia!" I greet him, bending down to set my skateboard beside me. I place one foot in it to keep it in place before turning back to the new kid. "Oh but everyone calls me Lexi." I add, because I hated my name. I much preferred Lexi. I shift my backpack to the other shoulder as it was getting heavy and such.[/justify]

Stormheart601 · Jul 24th 2014

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koii · Jul 24th 2014

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Outfit

In Character;;

Hearing a familiar tone, I turned around. And I'm not trying to sound like a model or anythig, but when I turned, my straightened, but mildly curled, upper stomach length hair flew from one side to another. And no, I'm not trying to impress any boys. With sports, schoolwork, and competitive cheer, I have enough on my plate. "Oh, hey Andrea! It was fine, how about yours?" I asked, then giving a small wave and smile to people who passed me, greeting me with hello. Man, people were so friendly today! I guarantee that's not how most of these kids are going to act in a few weeks.

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leg · Jul 24th 2014

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On mobile, and Stormy, just to let you know, I will be inactive this week and part of next. Wesley's crush is Brayden.

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Wesley's mom pulled up in front of the school where a small group of kids had gathered. Wesley jumped out, nearly forgetting her backpack, and raced to meet he group of kids. She automatically recognized her best friend Lexi. "Lexi!" she called, letting her know she was here.

?BluWynter? · Jul 24th 2014

OOC;;

Lexis crush is Braydon and I will be slightly inactive due to family coming over so heads up!

Ic;;

I frown as he ducks around me and walks away. Did I say something wrong? I turn around a confused expression on my face as he disappears inside the school. Maybe he's just shy. I think to myself. I shrug slightly and tighten my ponytail. I pick up my skateboard and I too was about to go inside when I heard my name. I whip around to see Wes. I grin and wave, dropping my skateboard. I hug her in greeting. "Hey Wes!" I greet her , bending down to pick up my dropped skateboard. I glance back at the doors where the boy disappeared to, highly curious as to why he did so. Was I offended by it? Slightly, but not enough to make me hate him, he was new and probably nervous and shy. I sigh and drop the subject turning to face my best friend slapping a smile on my face.

leg · Jul 24th 2014

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"Hey" Wesley smiled, Finally! A familiar face! So many new kids this year. You excited for soccer? she asked, considering hat was the only team that both girls were on. Other then that, Wesley played basketball and was a flyer on the cheerleading team. Both girls were very sporty, in a way, that might have been one of the reasons they're so close.

?BluWynter? · Jul 24th 2014

Alexia;;

I grin widely and nod. "Oh yeah! And for Softball and Volleyball too!" I exclaim shifting my weight. I smile at my best friend, we had a lot in common yet we were very different. "Now come on! Let's go get out schedules and see if our lockers are by eachother." I say grabbing her wrist and leading her inside the large building. Maybe I'll have classes with Mystery Boy. I think. Since I didn't know his name I'll just call him mystery boy. I tug her into the secretary and tell her my name. She gave me my schedule and I look it over, then I wait for Wes.

Zombie Masquerade · Jul 24th 2014

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[justify][font=andale mono][size=8][color=black]ooc; i do believe that chan's crush is going to be on Wesley, and I will be gone Friday afternoon through Sunday afternoon because I am spending the weekend at the racetrack!

Unlocking his locker, Chandler bent down, unzipping his backpack and putting everything he had crammed into it into his locker neatly, using a locker divider to keep his textbooks on one part and notebooks and other things in another. Pulling out his schedule from his binder, he skimmed it and saw what classes he would be have and in what order this year.

To be honest, he was a little excited, being the little nerd he was, because he had been able to sign up to be a teacher's aid this year, which was something he had been wanting to do for the longest. Okay, that sounded really, really dorky, but it was the truth. Chandler loved learning and helping in any way that he could, and sometimes people picked on him, but they never put him down for long. He usually just brushed it off and kept going like their petty insults didn't bother him.

Pulling out the textbook, library book, and red notebook he would need for his first class - math - chandler then stuffed his backpack into his locker unceremoniously and slammed it shut. He had been hoping to see some familiar faces, but it seemed as if there were none to be found. He knew that he would see one less friendly face, seeing as his best friend Sam had moved away the year before, but no worries. He would just read the day away until he bumped into someone he knew and or had talked to before.

That being said and done, he headed off to the classroom, already knowing the way, seeing as his mom had brought his brother and he up to the school two days prior to get schedules and a supply list, and whilst there Chandler had been smart enough to map out his routes to class. Pfft, what a nerd.

leg · Jul 24th 2014

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Wes gabbed her schedule. She was mostly satisfied with her classes. What locker?! Wesley demanded, excitedly. If the girls ha their locker next to each other, it would make life a heck of a lot easier. Take seventh grade. If Wesley didn't have Lexi, the she would've gone to math in the science room the first day. Wesley ha a tendency to forget things, only exactly afterword would she remember. Hey. It happens to everybody, just to Wesley more then most.

sammy27 · Jul 24th 2014

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--Andrea

Andrea heard Alexia's voice and turned back to Akaylia, her dark green iris's looking happy and welcoming, she looked down at her shoes and put a hand on her hip, "Uh I guess it was alright..." Andrea began to bite her plump pink bottom lip. "My brother Jefferey left for war and they claimed him missing in action." Andrea told her friend, letting out a painful sigh.

Low muse sorry!

?BluWynter? · Jul 24th 2014

[justify]I grin and shake my head. "Erm, I have locker 368. What about you?" I ask curiously, walking out of the office where I grabbed my schedule. I tighten my ponytail and look at my friend expectantly. I hoped we had lot's of the same classes. And I hoped our lockers were next to eachother or Wes would probably go to the science classroom, when she had to go to math. And I won't be able to get along without her either. I mean, I would totally not survive eighth grade without her![/justify]