Elena swallows hard and decides to continue walking on, "Y-Yeah... Okay... Sorry..." She says as she begins a run toward the school building. She didn't want to go to school at all, but it was still far better than being at home.
The Time Of Our Lives ((Open to All)) ((All Orientations)) ((High School))
- Firetail606
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Claire left the bathroom and she was walking looking around just wandering. She was not looking where she was going she ended up and she bumped in Elena. Her bandana fell off shown a cut on her arm. She looked at Elena then covered her arm. She looked at the floor. "S..sorry i should watch where i am going."
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OOC: Sure :3
IC: Elena furrows her eyebrows at the girl, "I-It's fine.." She says timidly, then her mind replays what happens and she frowns, "What happened.. To your arm..?"
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"My mom"
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Elena's eyes go wide, "W-What?! Your mum did that to you!?"
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Cendrick sat on his bottom on the sidewalk, rubbing the back of his head from the crash. His skateboard laid flipped over beside him and his papers had scattered about. [i]Today is not my day.......
He thought, mentally sighing. He quickly gathered up his papers and threw his board under his arm, running the last bit to school and of course, he was late. The brunet noticed the girl he had crashed into out of the corner of his eye but he had no time to stop. He promised to meet up with his cousin before first period.
Thin hands ran along the purplish-blue torso, flinching back at the sharp pain they felt from the brush. Staring at the mirror were a pair of dark blue eyes and a sharp featured face. Marco, a name that suited the American/Transylvania-Peruvian just fine. An emotionless face with pale skin matched his raven locks. He stood, holding his shirt up, in the bathroom and examining his latest bruises to sport. A few cuts went along his waist, just below his prominent rib cage. With a sigh, he let his loose black sweater fall down, covering his torso thoroughly. Marco should be in school right now, but he didn't go to school until the afternoon when 'they' would be gone and he could actually eat without some dangerous object being thrown at him. He unlocked the door, peering out into the hallway and looking back and forth but rushing to his room and locking the door behind him, his body shaking just from the small movement. It was like living in a house of horrors. One wrong turn and he was dead.
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[color=red]"She abused me after my father died she doses it to my brother too so you are not abused so your lucky" She said covering her arm again with the bandana.
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Name:Faye Wilson
Age:16
Gender:Female
Appearance:
Personality traits: I'm really weird and tomboyish. I love cats, Star Wars, power rangers, and pizza. I'm not all that Amarth either.
Family:dad
Sexual orientation: straight
History: mom and dad divorced.
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Elena swallows hard. Little does this girl know of all the things she's been through... How could she dare to tell a perfect stranger that she's lucky in a situation where she knows nothing of it? Here, though, and now, this girl seems to be the lucky one.
However, instead of voicing these woes, Elena simply lowers her head a bit and responds in a low, saddened voice, "I'm sorry that you go through that... No one ever should.."
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Name:Faye Wilson
Age:16
Gender:Female
Appearance:
Personality traits: I'm really weird and tomboyish. I love cats, Star Wars, power rangers, and pizza. I'm not all that Amarth either.
Family:dad
Sexual orientation: straight
History: mom and dad divorced.
Other: i think I put this in a weird order.Go ahead and jump in~
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She started to cry. "It…Its ok i just have to go sorry." She ran off outside she sat on a bench crying she heard foot steps she looked up and show her brother. He looked at her angry "You told someone didn't you? Answer me now Claire. She nodded and started to cry harder. "You idiot" he jumped at her and pinned her down then started to punch her. "Why claris why watch when i tell mom." He got off of her and went back into the school. She was lying on the ground hurt and crying. (I think i want him to beat her up every time she tells someone.)
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Elena walks outside and runs to the girl, "My god!" She yells as she kneels next to the girl, "Are you okay?!"
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(Awesome, thanks!)
Faye Wilson
I walked to class with a small sighOOC: low muse

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I think I'm going to quit this thread. Sorry, it's just not my cup of tea.
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I think I'm going to quit this thread. Sorry, it's just not my cup of tea.
OOC: That's fine, I hope you find one you can enjoy~ :)
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"Yes I'm fine just hurt badly." She tried to get up but she could not.
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Elewna swallows hard in fear before nodding, "Just a second... I'll go get someone to help." With trembling hands she turns and begins looking about at the slowing flow of students. The bell is set to ring soon, so it makes sense that not as many were outside. She knows she needs to find a boy strong enough to pick her up and carry her to the infirmity, but her fear begins to get the best of her, "I-I need someone's help!" She shouts vaguely.
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Name: Clara [pronounced: claura] Baxter
Age: 17
Gender: female
Appearance: [img width=382 height=510]http://media.tumblr.com/d1df4c…ine_mk62ypk4Oo1qz4rgp.jpg[/img]
Personality Traits: Shy, kind, short temper, quiet, moody
Crush/Significant Other: none yet
Family: mom, dad and sister
Sexual Orientation: questioning
History:nothing interesting
Other: none -
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Name: Clara [pronounced: claura] Baxter
Age: 17
Gender: female
Appearance: [img width=382 height=510]http://media.tumblr.com/d1df4c…ine_mk62ypk4Oo1qz4rgp.jpg[/img]
Personality Traits: Shy, kind, short temper, quiet, moody
Crush/Significant Other: none yet
Family: mom, dad and sister
Sexual Orientation: questioning
History:nothing interesting
Other: noneAccepted c: Just jump in~