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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 50px; font-family: monotype corsiva; text-align: left; color: silver;]Our School[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0.5px; color: navy;]school mascot:: seahawks
    school colors:: navy blue and silver
    location:: la jolla neighborhood, san diego, california
    season:: late summer
    date:: monday, august 21, 2015
    event:: first day of school[/fancypost]



    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 50px; font-family: monotype corsiva; text-align: left; color: silver;]Schedule[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0.5px; color: black;]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[/fancypost]



    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 50px; font-family: monotype corsiva; text-align: left; color: silver;]The Rules[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0.5px; color: black;]1. don't make your characters perfect
    2. NO bullying or ignoring someone else's character in the roleplay.
    3. if you have not posted for 5+ days, you will be kicked/expelled.
    4. please fill out the form in third person. it's just easier than trying to read first person.
    5. NO powerplaying
    6. drama is good but please don't go overboard. too much drama is annoying.
    7. i won't require you to make a boy and a girl, but please try to keep the genders and the grade levels even. we really don't need fifteen 9th graders and only three or four 8th graders.
    8. i won't require a certain amount of sentences, but please don't post one liners all the time.
    9. you see that last rule down there? ignore it. forget it completely. put socks in your turn on's if you have really read the rules.
    10. you MUST have a faceclaim! i really hate it when someone uses a bunch of pictures of random people that don't even look alike.
    11. just so there are no mix ups; eighth graders are fourteen and ninth graders are fifteen. these are the only ages that i will accept for each grade.
    12. i trust that you have read the rules, so there is no code.[/fancypost]



    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 50px; font-family: monotype corsiva; text-align: left; color: silver;]Sports[/fancypost]
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    football
    - riley cooper // wide receiver
    - jackson triwest // quarterback
    - beau sinclair // running back


    cheerleading
    - kathryn mason //flyer
    - amber saffron // stunter
    - hadley reynolds // flyer
    - camile sloan // stunter


    baseball
    - riley cooper // shortstop
    - jordan o'hara // pitcher
    - robin triwest // third base
    - beau sinclair // first base


    softball
    - danielle peters // pitcher
    - kathryn mason // first base
    - emilíe jacquiér // catcher
    - aspen nightfox // shortstop


    volleyball
    - danielle peters // hitter
    - kathryn mason // setter
    - emilíe jacquiér // middle blocker


    soccer
    - lilas gilmore // center back
    - beau sinclair // striker
    - camile sloan // forward


    dance team
    - riley cooper
    - danielle peters
    - annalisa pianissimo
    - kathryn mason
    - aspen nightfox[/fancypost]



    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 50px; font-family: monotype corsiva; text-align: left; color: silver;]Students and Relationships[/fancypost]
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    STUDENTS
    8th graders
    river collins -- 15 -- male -- zachary taylor -- punki
    winter blacke -- 14 -- male -- wesley tucker -- mino
    kathryn mason -- 14 -- female -- aurora mohn -- jaxx
    annalisa pianissimo -- 14 -- female -- annasophia robb -- star
    gulliver goodwin -- 14 -- male -- jeydon wale -- punki
    levi ray -- 14 -- male -- kim min seok -- lumi
    robin triwest -- 14 -- male -- austin mahone -- pastel
    aspen nightfox -- 14 -- female -- chloe grace mortez -- ash


    9th graders
    riley cooper -- 15 -- male -- jai waetford -- jaxx
    lilas gilmore -- 15 -- female -- rowan blanchard -- vixx
    danielle peters -- 15 -- female -- sabrina carpenter -- finny
    jordan o'hara -- 15 -- male -- josh hutcherson -- star
    amber saffron -- 15 -- female -- peyon list -- chesire
    jackson triwest -- 15 -- male -- shawn mendes -- pastel
    hadley reynolds -- 15 -- female -- diana argon -- sunny
    asher kastner -- 15 -- male -- cody herbinko -- vixx
    beau sinclair -- 15 -- male -- peyton meyer -- purple
    camile sloan -- 15 -- female -- selena gomez -- talya
    emilíe jacquiér -- 15 -- female -- maia mitchell -- londie



    RELATIONSHIPS
    < = _________ likes __________
    + = like each other
    ~ = dating
    ^^ = siblings
    * = enemies
    / = exes


    winter < river
    hadley < riley
    levi < annalisa
    hadley / jackson
    hadley < jackson
    kathryn < beau
    camile < asher
    camile < beau
    jai < danielle
    aspen < jordan[/fancypost]



    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 50px; font-family: monotype corsiva; text-align: left; color: silver;]Upcoming Events[/fancypost]
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    - school starts, august 21st
    - talent show, august 26th
    - school dance, august 30th
    - first football game, September 7th
    - school trip to australia, september 15th
    - more to come![/fancypost]



    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 50px; font-family: monotype corsiva; text-align: left; color: silver;]Important Links[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0.5px; color: black;]


    sign up thread - http://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2278821


    plotting thread - http://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2280273.new#new


    rp thread - you are here[/fancypost]

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    Riley 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 want to 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. Riley walked over to his closet and quickly put on the outfit he had laid out last night; a plain maroon t-shirt, blue jeans, and his black Nike shoes. Once he was dressed, he went into the bathroom to quickly spray on his Axe, brush his teeth, and fix his hair. Riley 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 houset. 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.


    Once Riley decided he couldn't put off the fact that he had to go to school today any longer, he grabbed his backpack off his bedroom floor and walked out into the hallway. His mom had already left for work, but he found a plate of bacon and eggs sitting on the counter when he walked into the kitchen. He was running a little late, so he ate quickly before he grabbed his favorite jacket off of the coat rack by the front door and pulled it on. Riley made sure to make sure he had everything he needed before he slung his backpack onto his shoulder and left the house. Since his mom left before him, he had to always make sure he locked up before he left. Once the door was locked, Riley walked down the driveway and started towards school.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: bold; color: white; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 1px; opacity: 0.99; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #000000; margin-top: -30px;][size=6] KATHRYN MARIE MASON[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style:; font-size: -8; color: black; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -20px; letter-spacing: 5px; opacity: 0.99;][size=2]feminine -- fourteen -- eighth grade[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; height: 260px; overflow: auto; color: black; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 9pt][hr][hr]
    The moment her alarm went off, Kathryn rolled over with a groan and slammed her hand down until it hit the snooze button. The last thing that she wanted to do was leave her warm bed and go to school. After about ten more minutes of laying in bed, Kathryn finally sat up and swung her legs off the side. The moment her feet touched the cold wooden floor, she winced and pushed herself the rest of the way off her bed. Kathryn stumbled sleepily over to her large walk-in closet and changed into the outfit she had picked out the night before; a plain white sleeveless shirt under a thin long sleeved denim button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, dark skinny jeans, and black boots. She then made her way into her large bathroom, taking her time putting on her makeup and fixing her hair.


    Once she was satisfied with her appearance, Kathryn left her bedroom and walked downstairs to her large, empty kitchen. Her father was away on a business trip, like always, but her mother was already at the breakfast table sipping coffee. Kathryn quickly sat herself in the seat across from her mom, and she only had to wait a few moments before the maid was setting her plate in from of her. The breakfast was simple, a small mushroom omelette and some fresh grapes and strawberries, but she had never really been known to eat a large portion of food in the morning. She and her mother exchanged small talk as she ate, her mom mainly questioning her about school and cheerleading. When she was finished and it was time to leave for school, Kathryn retrieved her designer backpack from her bedroom and walked outside to her family's black BMW 7 where her driver was waiting. Kathryn quickly got into the backseat and trained her eyes on the window as the driver pulled the car out of the driveway and drove down the street towards Anchor beach Middle School.


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    I'm so excited!!

    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 350px; letter-spacing: 0.5px; color: black;]OMG yay, you guys already found it! So in case anyone doesn't know, we're starting with everyone waking up for the first day of school. I'm currently working on my first post right now and it should be up momentarily![/fancypost]

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    I woke up to the familiar sound of my alarm going off on my phone for school, and I groaned some tapping the snooze button repeatedly. Five minutes it rang again and I came to the truth that there was no escaping school today, even if I were coming down with a terrible case of Monday morning hatred. I walked along over to the bathroom across the hall and turned on the shower, before I grabbed a towel from the pantry and set it on the sink counter. I grabbed my iPhone and plugged it into my speakers before selecting my Pandora station I was into right now. I then took my long golden locks out of the high bun and it fell over my shoulders. I yawned before I stripped down and stepped into the shower.




    Fifteen minutes later, I had successfully had a shampooed my hair and conditioned it, as well has had a mini concert by myself, preformed by yours truly. I got out of the shower and dried off before wrapping the towel around my petite frame and walked back over to my room, not bothering to turn my music off. I looked through my closet and selected a cute short black dress that had a white collar, which I adored. I changed into before I put on a pair of knee high black socks. I slid over to my bathroom before I took my hair out of the towel and began blow drying it. A little bit after it was finally all right. Seeing how I didn't air dry it, it was pretty straight, so I just brushed it out and called it good on my hair.




    It didn't take me long to put on my normal everyday makeup and brush my teeth, so within twenty more minutes I was unplugging my phone from the speakers and walking back to my room. I slipped on a cute pair of ankle high black booties that were heels, seeing how I was five foot exactly I needed the height. I grabbed my bag before walking down, hoping my mom would be here.




    I was a bit upset to come down to find her already gone off to work, she was a waitress at a diner on the other side of town and I rarely see her because she worked so much. I had half of a mom and no dad. He was a whole other story. When I was seven he said he was going to get milk and need came home. He ran off and started a new family with a girl who he married. All of the people both of my parents were friends with kept in touch with him, and a few of them even tell me that I look like his other children, just what any girl with daddy issues needs to here.




    I sighed a bit before I walked out of the house making sure it was locked. I began walking towards the school, excited to see my two best friends Lilas and Beau. I pushed my blonde hair out of my face as I finally reached the school, blue eyes looking for my friends.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-radius: 0px; background: url(http://weknowyourdreams.com/images/grey/grey-02.jpg)][shadow=black,left]beau landon sinclair[/shadow][/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor= borderwidth=3px; background: url(http://weknowyourdreams.com/images/grey/grey-02.jpg); width: 200px; overflow: auto; height: 300px; text-align: centered; font: 10px georgia; color: #ffffff; padding: 20px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 15px; border-radius: 0px;][size=6pt]i used to say i wanna die before im old but because of you i might think twice ?![/size]




    in character;;
    nothing was preventing the harsh beeping of my alarm. i had to get up, i was left with no choice. i already had tried pressing snooze five times. my hands moved up to rub away the sleep from my tired eyes. finally, i threw my blanket to the side and stood up slowly. i wrapped my arms around my bare torso, shivering. someone must have turned on the air conditioning too high. it was probably emi, she is only six and cant see the numbers very well. she likes the cold.




    i found my way to the bathroom, taking a brisk, steaming hot, shower to wake up my tired nerves. i stepped out and did the routine, brush my teeth, brush my hair, you know the drill. i slicked my hair into its usual style before wrapping a towel around my waist and heading to my room. i changed into my clothes, a blue sweater with white stripes, a pair of jeans, nice brown shoes, and a watch my grandpa gave me. it wasn't a very special watch, the guy gives me things like that all the time. can't complain.




    i grabbed my gray backpack before heading downstairs. the backpack was so light and empty, who knows how long that'll last. i reached the kitchen, which was filled with the bustle of my busy family. my dad was cooking breakfast, eggs and bacon and the works, while my mother quickly ate the first round he cooked up. my mom was an orthopedic surgeon at the local hospital, resulting in a pretty busy schedule. my dad works from home as a computer technician and programmer so he is the main caretaker. my younger siblings were downing their food quickly and i stopped for a bit to eat my own plate of scrambled eggs with toast and snatched one too many pieces of bacon before putting my dish away into the washer. then, i was off to school.




    my mother always offers to drive, since she drives my siblings to the farther away elementary school, but i was quite okay with walking. the smell of the ocean air, the morning breeze, and the sounds of birds chirping were just a small dose of benefits to the short walk to school. i was in no rush to arrive, but i was there soon enough. i entered the building, dropping off my backpack in my new locker, before heading off to find a familiar face, like danielle or lilas.




    out of character;;




    sidenotes;; fun stuff[/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=#COLORHERE; bordercolor=#COLORHERE borderwidth=3px; background: url(https://49.media.tumblr.com/af…keg6TlEe1tl5r68o1_250.gif); width: 200px; overflow: auto; height: 117px; text-align: left; font: 12px georgia; color: #COLORHERE; padding: 20px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 15px; border-radius: 0px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#COLORHERE; bordercolor=#COLORHERE borderwidth=3px; background: url(http://38.media.tumblr.com/529…nx6k16uz5S1rpjcdt_500.gif); width: 200px; overflow: auto; height: 118px; text-align: left; font: 12px georgia; color: #COLORHERE; padding: 20px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 15px; border-radius: 0px;][/fancypost]


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    fifteen
    gender;
    male
    grade;
    ninth
    other;
    none[/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=#COLORHERE; bordercolor=#COLORHERE borderwidth=3px; background: url(http://weknowyourdreams.com/images/grey/grey-02.jpg); width: 200px; overflow: auto; height: 38px; text-align: centered; font: 8px georgia; color: #ffffff; padding: 20px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 15px; border-radius: 0px;]beaus mood; meh
    my mood; meh
    muse; ten/ten
    notes; nop







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    [size=3pt]©Fancypost made by purplє
    ©Character made by pυrplє[/size][/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: solid 3px white; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://33.media.tumblr.com/2e3…8sw8ndxI1r3ud65o3_250.gif); background-size: 100%; margin-left: -11px;][/fancypost]     		[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 370px; overflow: auto; line-height: 105%; margin-top: -1px; text-align: justify; color:black;]I made my way into the building as I walked to my new locker, looking at the top of my schedule at the combo as I put it in and unlocked it. I basically just tossed my bag in my locked before shutting it back up, and turning around to face the hall. My bright blue optics scanned the faces as they landed on the one and only Beau Sinclair. My signature half smirk and half smile grew onto my features as I began walking towards my close friend, once I reached him I spoke. "Sorry, sir, this is a school hallway not a runway." I teased him, referring to the nice sweater he was wearing, as my remained laced with the half smirk and half grin.




    "Ready for the new year, Beau Duke?"I asked him after a moment, calling him by one of his numerous nicknames I had for him. I moved some of my long blonde hair out of my face as I looked up and over to him as we stood there. I looked at the mainly familiar and some new faces as I did, making a mental note on who I would have to go and say hi to later in the day. For right now though, my eyes looked back to Beau.




    //blame my phone for this horrible post
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 15px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase;]WINTER BLACKE[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 8px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -6px;]( you're the judge, set me free! )[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; color: black; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]Groaning, I slowly opened my eyes as my dog licked my face. I didn't need an alarm clock, especially with our many pets. I pushed him off of me and started towards the bathroom to wash up. Ugh, I was a mess. My hair was all over the place, and I had dark circles under my eyes from tossing and turning all night. I couldn't go to school like this.


    After running a brush through my hair a few times and washing my face, I decided that trying to hard wasn't worth. I quickly got dressed into a hoodie and some jeans and started out the front door. My parents were still asleep, as they worked from home and had no need to wake up early. I closed the door behind me and started off toward school. I passed some famillier face on the way there, but ignored them. I was in no mood to talk today. I arrived at my locker and piled my back into it, then heaved a sigh of relief. I had made without having to make conversation, then stepped backward onto someone's shoe. [b]"Watch it," I snapped, then walked off, grumbling slightly.[/fancypost][align=center][size=5pt]TEMPLATE ©BOKEH | #BOKEHFANCY | PREMADE TEMPLATE[/size]

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    Hadley was used to people staring at her as she walked down the hallways of Anchor Beach Middle School. For as long as she could remember, she had been envied and adored by her classmates. Her beauty, her charisma, her status... these were just a few of the reasons heads turned whenever she walked into a room. And Hadley knew it, too. Confidence radiated off of her everywhere she went. Normally, Hadley relished in the attention she received from her peers. But today, she fought back tears with every step she took.


    Yesterday, Hadley had been talking to her boyfriend Jackson after school, just like she always did. And then out of nowhere, he told her. He wanted to break up. Jackson’s words felt like a slap in the face. They weren’t exactly on the best terms, but fights were a normality in their relationship. Jackson flirted with other girls too much for her liking, and he often complained about her stubborn nature. But their arguments never lasted long because Hadley knew in her heart they belonged together, and so did everyone else. They were after all, the power couple of Anchor Beach. Jackson had been there for her through all of her family drama. When Hadley’s dad came home drunk and violent, Jackson would always make her make her feel better.


    When he told her it was over, Hadley cried for hours. But this morning, she picked her head up, put on her favorite romper, and went to school. She masked her heartbreak like an oscar winner. As Hadley made her way to her locker, students in the hallway parted for her like the Red Sea. She knew what they were thinking, it was written all over their faces: ‘[i]poor Hadley,’ ‘she must be taking the breakup hard, they dated for a while,’ ‘I heard he dumped her right after her dad left.’ Hadley put in her locker combination, smiling cluelessly at sympathetic looks, as if nothing was wrong.
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    River awoke early, to his step mother gently prodding him in the same way she always did. "Come on River, it's time to get up," she cooed, though it didn't lessen the anxiety building up in his stomach. He was far beyond used to waking up early at this point; some of his meds he had to get up really early to take, though it was better now. When he was younger, sometimes he'd have to get up in the middle of the night, which was way worse in his opinion. Still, it took him a moment to crawl out of bed. "Great; eighth grade take two," he moaned, his mother frowning slightly. He had been...less than enthusiastic about the whole repeating a grade thing.


    After he'd gotten dressed and worked with his thick brown hair, he headed downstairs for what he less than affectionately called 'breakfast overdose' where he pretty much swallowed a pill in between every bite of his waffles. This was normally the time where he'd stretch his acting skills and play up the sick card, but he knew they wouldn't let him skip the first day so easily. Plus; he'd missed his first day last year and look where he was now; redoing the whole thing again. As soon as he finished his meal [and complained a little...] he was out the door and heading down the street. Since middle school started he always walked to school, it was a moment of peace before the chaos ensued.

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    Gulliver had managed to miss both of his alarms, which on any given day might be bad, but the first day of school? Unheard of. So, the second his blue eyes were opened, he dashed out of his room to get dressed. And once he'd settled on his usual [t-shirt, skinny jeans, hat] he was out the door; nearly forgetting to grab his backpack as he left.


    He made his usual, blissful walk to school a run like no other. It was just a good thing he had such great stamina from swim, otherwise he probably wouldn't have made it there. Too bad he wasn't really that late after all...in fact, it would seem he was just on time. He didn't really think much about it though, as he saw plenty of other people who he needed to annoy talk with.
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    Walking down the flight of stairs I could hear the clicking of cameras and instantly knew my mother was doing a morning photo shoot. Rolling my dark brown eyes I grabbed my usually cup of coffee and quickly downed it. I grabbed my designer backpack and a strawberry tart and walked outside to the family car. No words were exchanged between me and my mother. We really weren't on the best terms. She wanted me to start modeling and I just wanted to enjoy my care free life before I had to go off to college in a couple of years. Opening the door of the car I climbed in and shut the door. The ride to school was short since I only lived like twenty minutes away. After saying a quick bye to my chauffeur I climbed out and walked into the school. [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px; color: white; font-size: 6px; font-family: arial; height: auto; width: auto; margin-left: -40px; margin-top: -17px;]template ©Suni | #sunifancy[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: solid 3px white; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://38.media.tumblr.com/991…9n4uiQqj1uqsjdho5_250.gif); background-size: 100%; margin-left: -11px;][/fancypost]     		[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 350px; overflow: auto; line-height: 105%; margin-top: -1px;]she was dreaming, stuck in the land of cottoncandy. singing with taylor swift with bunnies for audience. taylor swift pulled her onto stage to sing wildest dreams with her. the bunnies cheered with sounds they made. what sounds did bunnies even make? well, these ones actually had human voices. of course she didn't question it, this was her dream and her mind creating this. in a dream, you never questioned a dream. it was the law of dreams. and if you were pulled on stage with taylor swift with a bunch of bunnies around you as well as pink cottoncandy you were not going to even think of questioning it. it was better than some of the nightmares that occurred: she was not going to complain.




    "wake up!" one of the bunnies suddenly screamed and then the cottoncandy turned into a bouncy house and all the bunnies began to bounce. it was so odd; who even dreamed like this? "wake up!" suddenly, her eyes opened and she was meeting the blue eyes of ocean, the reason why he was named ocean, on her bed, still kind of bouncing. "it's time for school, lily!" he never called her lilas: as a baby, it was lily so it just stuck. she didn't blame him. lilas was kind of an odd name, although she did adore it's french origin.




    "tell mom i don't want to go." she moaned. Dad was never around due to his career as a cop, or detective, or whatever he was, but mother was a school teacher.




    Getting off the bed, Ocean shook his head. "Mom said you would say this and she said you have to." Well, so much for that. After a moment, the brunette got up, slowly, but surely, kicking out Ocean. After making her bed, she looked through her dresser, sticking to a sleeveless white shirt, a light pink skirt and a light blue jean jacket, as well as light grey vans. Before she got dressed, of course, she took a shower and after shower she did the basics to a very healthy hygiene. She brushed her hair, putting it in a high ponytail, before slipping on her shoes, walking downstairs.




    "You look beautiful!" Her mother gushed and Lilas smiled. [b]"thanks mom." It was good to feel in the safety of your home where someone told you you were beautiful and for once, you actually believed it.




    "We made banana smoothies! Here." Ocean gave her a plastic cup with the substance in it and Lilas couldn't feel any more happier this morning. [b]"And thank you Ocean!" the girl exclaimed, pulling her brother into a hug before heading towards the door, making sure to stop to get her bookbag, slinging it over her shoulder. [b]"Ocean are you walking with me?" she asked the eight year old, turning to him. "Yeah!" Ocean yelled, excitedly grabbing his bookbag and slipping on his shoes. "Bye Mommy!" After waving goodbye to their mom herself, Lilas and Ocean were out the door.




    As she walked Ocean to school, he talked about how excited yet sad he was the summer was over. Excited because he got to see his friends, boo because homework. She understood that. As she listened she sipped her banana milkshake. Once she dropped him off, wishing him good luck, to walked to her school, her oh so lovely school, anchor beach. once she reached it, she walked inside, tossing the plastic cup in the trash. she'd had her locker number and combination, all she had to do was remember it. approaching her locker, she began to also look for her friends. there were a lot of familiar faces, but ones didn't quite stick to who she was looking for. after briefly giving up hope, she put in her combination and began getting the things she could possibly need out of her bookbag, having a liking to being organized.
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    — Aspen's alarm clock went off, but she didn't need it. She was already up. She had another nightmare.
    It started with her back at home, with her mother. Aspen walked into her mother's room to find a deep, dark pit. Her mother at the bottom. Her mother would tell her to join her, that life was better at the bottom. Aspen jumped in and there'd be a flash of white. Next thing she knew she was at a funeral. The tombstone read "Aspen Angel Nightfox". She turned around and saw her siblings all there, crying for her. Next thing she knew she was in a dirty kitchen where Casper and Arika were getting beaten and yelled at by foster parents, because Alieya and Caleb refused to take them in. It was at this time, Aspen would wake up, tears streaming down her face and heavy breathing. It would take her a while to calm down, but eventually she did. She realized it was 4 in the morning, and if she went to sleep now, it wouldn't matter. She'd only have to get up in a few hours.


    But now, as her alarm on her phone went off, she opened it up and put on her playlist of her favorite songs. As the music played, it calmed her down as she started to pick out her clothes and did her hair. She decided to just let her hair be natural for the first day of school. She put of a shirt that say Monday and some good ol' dark blue jeans. She grabbed her midnight sky, converse high tops and trotted down the stairs. No one was up yet. Casper and Arika had school start at a later time, and Caleb and his wife were still in bed. Caleb knew his sister woke up early and would normally make food for her the night before. Sadly, Caleb was up late the night before and hadn't had time to make her food. That was quite alright, though. Aspen could just pop some bread in the toaster and whip some Nutella on it. She gave herself a little smile and she munched on the last bite. She then left a note saying she was off to school and walked outside. Earbuds in, music blaring, and the world was tuned out.
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    The walk to school was much to short for his liking, and soon Anchor Beach Middle School came into view. Riley had seen some very expensive cars pass him on his way, and they honestly made him really nervous. Of coarse he knew there were going to be at least some rich kids at his new school, I mean come on it's California. he just hoped that this school wasn't entirely made up of rich kids, or that maybe they would actually be pretty nice here, unlike at his old school. Taking in a shaky breath, Riley finally gathered his courage and walked across the street to the school building. Since he was a new student, he had to go by the office to pick up his schedule instead of the tables set up just inside the front doors. Five minutes later, Riley was walking out of the office with the paper that contained his class schedule and locker information.


    He quickly made his way down the half crowded hallway, his eyes scanning the locker numbers until he found his. They didn't have any books yet since it's the first day, but he did put in his combination to transfer a couple binders from his bag to his locker in order to lighten his load a bit. Once he was done and could no longer stall, he closed his locker door and turned the face the hallway with uncertainty in his eyes. He spotted a short blonde girl and a guy who both looked to be his age standing a little ways down the hallway from him, but he was too nervous to approach them. Besides, they were in the middle of a conversation and he didn't want to be rude and interrupt them.


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    The ride to Anchor Beach was fairly short, and in a few minutes she was stepping out of the car door her driver had just opened for her. She normally would open the door herself if she wasn't with her parents, but it was her first day of middle school so why not flaunt her money a little. If she wanted to be one of 'It Girls' this year, she was going to need to use all of her assets. With her designer backpack slung on her back, Kathryn walked into the building and over to the eighth grade table to pick up her schedule. Her schedule now in hand, she sauntered off down the hallway to find her locker. She could feel eyes on her as she walked, but she had long since got to where she hardly notice anymore. That tended to happen when your father ran a billion dollar company and your grandfather was the school's superintendent.


    It only took her a few minutes to find her locker, and much to her excitement, it was right across the hall from Beau Sinclair's. And said man was currently right across the hall talking to her friend Danielle. She'd kind of had a huge crush on him since she was eleven, but had never voiced it due to her friendship with Danielle. She knew that Danielle was really close friends with Beau, and she was also pretty sure her friend might have a bit of a crush on him. She didn't hide her crush because she thought Beau would choose her over Danielle, not at all. But Danielle was her friend, and the last thing Kathryn wanted was them liking the same boy to ruin their friendship. Pushing those thoughts aside, Kathryn closed her locker and practically skipped across the hall to the duo. ''Hey D!'', she said enthusiastically. ''How was your summer? It's such a bummer that it's over.''


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    Jackson yawned lazily as he got out of bed. The house was, pretty much, empty. Since his parents were at work, he and his brother were well adjusted to managing their own lives in the morning. He quickly changed into the clothes he normally wore to school, not caring that it was the first day of school. He had survived eighth grade last year, and he could survive ninth this year. Robin, however.. The quarterback paused as he considered his younger brother, then shook his head. Robin reminded him of Hadley. Hadley couldn't be anything to him now. He hurriedly downed a bowl of cereal, nodding at Robin, and finished getting ready as quickly as he could before walking to school. He didn't want or need to walk Robin to school.


    Robin hopped out of bed, nerves jumping in his stomach. As he tugged on the shirt that he thought would make a good impression, he caught a glimpse of Jackson staring at.. Something in the distance. Then his eyes locked on Robin, shot him a glare, and raced out the door. Sheesh.. Robin thought, annoyed, anxiety still conflicting his emotions as he shoved a piece of toast into his mouth and ran out the door. The cooler air felt good on his face as he slowly jogged to school, the heavy black backpack slowing down his usual sprint. Annoyance pricked his gaze as he thought more about Jackson. Couldn't even give me a tour. The eighth grader thought bitterly.


    As Jackson twisted the neon green lock of his locker he glanced around. He could see, and hear, people whispering about someone. And then he realized.. It's me. Anger pulsed through him. Was it his fault Hadley never did what he wanted her to do? Even when he wanted to protect her, she always disobeyed him and got hurt anyway. He could see Hadley down the hall.. Acting clueless. A look of annoyance flashed across his face as he watched her, shoving his backpack into the locker and tugging out his black binder.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; height: 300px; width: 200px; background:url(https://em.wattpad.com/1e12183…66?s=fit&h=360&w=360&q=80); background-position: center; border-top: 7px solid white; border-left: 12px solid white; border-bottom: 7px solid white; border-right: 3px solid white; box-shadow: 0px 0px 10px 5px #ffb6c1 inset;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor= #ffffff; height: 28px; width: 280px; transform: rotate (270deg); -o-transform: rotate(270deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(270deg); -moz-transform: rotate(270deg); margin-top: 140px; margin-left: -147px; border-top: 3px solid #ffb6c1; border-left: 7px solid white; border-bottom: 3px solid #ffb6c1; border-right: 7px solid white; font-family: andale mono; font-size: 28px; color: #6493ab; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px;]Amber Saffron [/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor= #6493ab; height: 300px; width: 250px; border-top: 7px solid #ffb6c1; border-left: 3px solid #ffb6c1; border-bottom: 7px solid #ffb6c1; border-right: 7px solid #ffb6c1; margin-left: -145px; font-size: 10px; color: white; font-family: arial; overflow: auto; line-height: 12px;]I opened my book bag and anything I didn't need at the moment I put away into my locker. Running a hand through my curled blonde locks I shut my locker and turned around. Spotting my best friend Beau. Wait let me re arrange that. My best guy friend and I guess he considered me his best girl friend, we have known each other since second grade every since me and my parents moved here after my brother's death. After making my way over I replied to Danielle and Kathryn,"Hi!"




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: solid 3px white; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://33.media.tumblr.com/2e3…8sw8ndxI1r3ud65o3_250.gif); background-size: 100%; margin-left: -11px;][/fancypost]     		[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 370px; overflow: auto; line-height: 105%; margin-top: -1px; text-align: justify; color:black;]As I waited for Beau to answer me, I heard a familiar voice that was next to me. I looked over to see Kathryn, so I smiled some. We were pretty close friends. "Hey Kit-Kat. My summer was pretty good, I spent most of it at Lilas' and Huckleberry's houses."I mentioned to her, motioning to Beau as I said Huckleberry. I was pretty good at reading people, by the way they acted around others and by their facial expressions. I had this feeling Kathryn liked Beau, maybe later I would bring her up in a conversation and see how Beau feels about her. I then heard another voice. "Hey Amber."I mentioned to the girl before someone caught my eye, a certain ball of sunshine with brunette hair. "I'll be right hack, guys."I mentioned.




    I began making my way over to Lilas, before I reached her. "Happy first day of school, sunshine."I said to my best friend with a big smile on my face. My blue eyes looked over to see the new guy walking in the hall. I saw him a few times over the summer as I walked over to my friends houses, and when we would walk to get smoothies and to the beach and stuff. I admit, he was pretty cute. I then looked back to Lilas. "Come on, Beau is over there with Kathryn and Amber. Let's go socialize."I said to her with a toothless smile.
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