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  • made another one and tweaked the first one a smidge c:


  • (Yeah)



    Libby Smallbone


    After Joel, Luke, and myself arrived at school, I headed inside to find my locker. It was the beginning of a new school year and I was a junior. Finally. I looked down at a piece of paper that had all my classes and my locker number. "Locker number 47." I told myself scanning the walls trying to find it. "There it is." I said. I walked over to it and put my notebooks, pencils, and faders out of my bag. I took one fold, one notebook, and two pencils out of my bag and placed the bag inside my locker and headed to first hour.



    Luke Smallbone


    I headed to my locker putting my things in place and taking a notebook and pencil to first hour. It was the beginning of a new school year and I was a senior, finally. I took a seat in the middle if class and turned around to talk to my brother, Joel.



    Joel Smallbone


    Even though I was older than Luke by almost a year, we were the same age and in the same class. We were both seniors which was really cool. "Hey Joel, you excited for the new year?" Luke asked. "No." I said quickly. Luke laughed an turned around,

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    Locker 50, locker 50, locker 50, she chanted in her head, scanning the numbers that were printed in fine, bold print on the front of the lockers. Once she found her locker, she put in the passcode, opening the small door. Alia took off her tan backpack, practically tossing it inside of the small empty space. Unzipping it, she took out a blue composition book, a white folder, and a pencil; which was exactly what she needed for her second year of high school algebra.


    Closing the door on the locker, Alia locked it, turning around to look at all of the fresh faces that filled the halls this year. Two more years, Al, and then you're out of this place, she thought, smiling to herself as she began to walk to her first hour. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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  • Riley walked into the school wearing leggings and a white shirt with a shawl with Jordan retro 11s. She smiled everyone that looked at her. She found her locker 51. She put her stuff away and grabbed a book and walked to class. Riley walked in and everyone looked up she waved to everyone. As she passed Joel to the back she blushed and waved to him. She went and sat down and put her head on her desk and she groan silent because she was embarrassed

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    Charlie Brennen
    Charlie hesitated before unraveling the folded piece of paper that she got from her Jean pocket, and examined the words and numbers that spread across the single page. She then raised her head and faced the display of lockers before her, in search of number 49. She noticed it among a small throng of other students and walked over to it, unlocking it with the code she was given, and put her bag inside, remembering to take out pencils and her binder. Charlie closed her locker and glanced back at her schedule.Math...of course She thought in dissatisfaction, but she still appeared to be in her joyful mood and kept a gentle grin playing on her features.




    Samantha Cole
    Sam opened her designated locker and took out a few pens, a small cross body, and a notebook before shoving her bags inside. She closed it then looked up at the clock hung up on the opposite wall, eight minutes till the bell. She smiled and set her school stuff on top of her locker and strides into the girls restroo. She stops at one of the sinks, appraising herself in the mirror and ran her fingers through her golden locks, smiling. She drew away, averting her gaze from the mirror and headed out the door, returning to her locker. She gathered up her belongings in her arms, her cross body bag strung over her shoulder as she walked to her first hour.



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    Ayden Brennen
    WIP




    Kade Fletcher
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    Arrow Smith -- The Popular Twin -- Crush - Jack


    I walked into school next to my sister, waving slightly at her as we went our separate ways. We were almost opposites, despite our clothing style and some personality similarities. I bite my lip and look down at the piece of paper in my hand. It showed my locker and I went up to it, opening it up and getting my books for my first class.


    click outfit


    [school-so this will suck]



    Jackie Smith -- The Rebel Twin -- Crush - Addison or Ian


    I waved bye to my sister and went off, and I went my own way. I looked down at the sheet of paper in my hand scanning my schedule when my clumsy self bumped into someone. My head shoots upwards to see a girl, with blonde hair. (Charlie Brennen) "Oh, sorry." I apologize quickly, flipping my reddish brown hair from my face.


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    As my older brother, Tanner' s, car stopped in the school's parking lot, my heart practically stopped. Shifting in my seat to look at the building, I took deep breaths. Feeling a nudge on my shoulder, I turned to look at Adelynn on of my 'triplets', ushering me out the car door. Grumbling, I unbundled my seat belt and opened the car door, stepping out.


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    "God you take forever," I muttered to my sister, Temperance as she stepped out of the car, mumbling to my older brother as I went, "Thanks again, Tanner." Stepping outside, I grabbed Temperance' s hand and raced for the building. The sound of footsteps told me that Temperance and Addison were right behind me.


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    Stepping out of the car after my sisters, I sighed as they took off towards the the school doors. Closing the car door, I waved goodbye to Tanner as he drove away. Grumbling, I raced after my sister's. The three of us pushed through the doors, laughing slightly.


    outfit ;; click


    I'm sorry, the images are a bit messed up for Addie and Addison


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  • Justine Watson


    Justine walked toward the school, back pack slung over her right shoulder, phone in hand. She was texting her friend while she was walking to school. She didn't live that far from the school, so she figured she'd walk. Well, that was until a gray car pulled up next to her and the window was rolled down. Inside the car was her older cousin, Daniel. He smiled and offered to give her a ride the rest of the way to school. Justine shrugged and got in. It was a quiet ride, but not awkward or unpleasant. Her and Daniel had always been really close.


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    Daniel Calvetta


    Daniel pulled into a parking spot and looked over at Justine, giving her a tap on the shoulder and telling them they were at school. He reached into the back seat of the car and pulled his back pack up before getting out of the car. He looked over at Justine, who was finally putting her phone away and smiled. "Come on." He said softly and tilted his head toward the door. "Let's head in." He heard footsteps behind him, but then looked over to see Justine come to his side.

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    The walls were white, as usual. There were a few posters up here and there, all of them saying the usual cheesy stuff about how math was fun and etcetera. Out of boredom, she opened her composition book to the last page, doodling random things as she waited for the tardy bell to ring, which would mean that class was starting. She drew a few simple things, like a small teddy that poked its head up at the bottom corner of the page, then her name in bubbled letters. Suddenly, there was a small snap, the sound of her pencil breaking, causing her to groan in short annoyance. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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  • Tanner


    Tanner walked into the school, his book bag over his shoulder. He jogged up the steps of the school and rushed to his locker. Being late on the first day of school would not be cool. He quickly found his locker , locker 45 and took all of his stuff into it, except a binder and a pencil. He went off to go find his math class. He void sweat someone stuck theit foot out, but he didn't see who before he was on the ground, with all his stuff everywhere. Tanner just put his fore head on the floor and groaned. What a great start, he thought to himself.



    Jacky


    Jacky was way behind Tanner when he got into school. She stayed outside for a while and looked around at all the people. She watched as old students came in and the new ones looked lost. She smiled as she went inside to find her locker. When she found it she put all of her books and binder and just took a pencil and a book to her class. She spotted Tanner on the floor and just giggled as she went into her class.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; font-family: andale mono; text-align: center; width: 400px]I stomp down the stairs to the kitchen where my older siblings are already eating breakfast. I grumble to myself as I plop down in my seat. Oli shoots me a look, cocking her brow. "Prob?" she asks, dropping her toast on her plate. I shrug my shoulders, reaching for a glass of orange juice. She smiles, nudging my leg with her foot under the table. "Hey, freshman year isn't all that bad." she says. I roll my eyes, crossing my arms. "Yeah. 'Cos you actually had friends." I mumble. Olivia sighs, sitting back in her seat. I hear Jaxon chuckling to himself. "He'll get over it, Oli." he says. I glare over at my older brother.


    "Bye, kids! Have fun!" our adoptive mother, Eve, calls after us as we make our way down to the sidewalk. We all say our good-byes before heading to school. I watch my siblings for a moment. Jaxon, who has a giant smile on his face, looks too excited for our first day of school. Olivia has a hopeful look. I'm sure she just wants to make some new friends. I, on the other hand, have absolutely no hope. I'm always alone no matter where I go. I just can't seem to make friends.


    Soon, we make it to the school. We go inside together. Sticking together is what we do best. Jaxon jokes around, continually messing up Oli's hair. "Jax! Stop!" Olivia whines, dragging out the 'o'. People stare at us but my siblings don't care. I duck my head, trying to blend in. Jaxon throws his arm around me. "Lighten up, Ian!" he says, ruffling my hair. I push his arm off of me before storming away from the two. They watch me, a puzzled expression on their faces. I shoulder my bag and keep walking, pushing my way through the crowd of other kids.[/fancypost]




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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; font-family: andale mono; text-align: center; width: 400px]I watch Ian leave, wondering what's really wrong with him. I shake my head and look up at Jax. He gives me a smile. I smile back. "Don't get into too much trouble today, 'kay?" I say. He laughs. "How much trouble can I really cause in one day?" he asks. I stick my tongue out at him. "Bye, Oli." he chuckles. He walks down the hall to find his locker. I shake my head. 'Those boys...' I think. I sigh and go down to my locker. I stop in front of it. I fiddle with the locker until it opens. I smile in victory as I get some of my books out. "So far so good." I say softly.[/fancypost]




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    Arrow Smith -- The Popular Twin -- Crush - Jack


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    [school-so this will suck]



    Jackie Smith -- The Rebel Twin -- Crush - Addison or Ian


    I shrug when the girl didn't response and kept going. I found my locker and see I'm
    next to a fresan. I can just tell. I thought I'd be friendly since he looked as if he was having a bad day. "Hey. I'm Jackie." I introduce, leaning against my locker, facing the three years younger boy. he had brown hair and what seemed to be a fringe mixed with the JB sweep thing going. I'd be lying if I said he wasn't attractive. I house my black leather bag further up my shoulder, crossing my arms over my chest.


    (she is talking to Ian btw)


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    Isabella Elizabeth Cross ![hr]The Adorable Sweet Freshman // "In the end we only regret the chances we didn't take"
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    -- I sighed as we got out of the car staring up at the oh-so-welcoming school in front of us, I slowly clung onto my sister once she got out of the car. "It's not that bad Iz, first day of school that's all, we've been through plenty" she whispered gently. I nodded slightly before letting go of her arm, which is what I had been clinging on too. "We'll come on then" Stella murmured as she headed off I followed right behind her "I wonder if you'll meat anyone you like today" I murmured, making Stella give me a soft glare. She didn't have many friends so she hated it when I brought the topic up. I decided to switch the conversation almost instently "I wonder how our first day will be" I said slightly looking up for a moment.


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    #dustylooky

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; font-family: andale mono; text-align: center; width: 400px]I grumble to myself as I stop at my locker. I barely notice that someone had said something to me. I then realize that someone is standing beside me, and I can feel their gaze focused on me. I sigh. I glance up at the girl who had spoken to me. I force a quick smile before turning my attention back to my locker. "I'm Ian." I say simply. I don't really like to interact with other people. I always end up stumbling over words and repeating things. I guess I can sometimes come off as rude. Oli used to be like that. I remind myself to ask her about that later. I blink, realizing I had zoned out. I shake my head and grab a few books out of my locker.[/fancypost]




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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; font-family: andale mono; text-align: center; width: 400px]I hum to myself softly as I make my way to my first class. I get lost a few times and have to turn around and retrace my steps but I eventually make it there. I giggle nervously. 'I'm so stupid.' I think. I move to sit in the middle row of the class. I still have a few minutes before class starts so I grab my book out of my bag and start to read.[/fancypost]




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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; font-family: andale mono; text-align: center; width: 400px]I almost instantly make friends with a couple jock-like guys. Some girls flock around me, laughing at EVERYTHING I say. It's kinda annoying so I make up an excuse and leave. I roll my eyes as I escape. There's a reason why I say my personality is a curse. Everybody wants some of Jaxon. I sigh, going to my locker. I open it and grab a couple books.[/fancypost]