insert deep/inspirational quote here -- high school rp -- roleplay thread!

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Augustus rolled his eyes at Juliette before looking at his phone."if we're going, we might want to get to it. Lunch ends in like ten minutes."
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leaving for a few brb guys <3

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[/size][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px; background-color: #98C0E6][justify][sub][color=#204364]Juliette looked at them, before her phone started to ring. It was her mother. [b]"Or lord." She stated simply, her french accent getting thicker by the minute as she picked up the phone, her index and middle finger resting on the side of her cheekbone, in a sign of stress. You could then hear her mother virtually yelling at her in french, over the phone. "mamma demander johanna à ce sujet. elle est restée dans ma chambre week-end dernier . i était à la plage avec son oncle." She murmured hastily into the phone, leaning her head back in frustration as you heard what sounded like more yelling. "mamma je suis arrivé à se rendre en classe . Je vais en parler quand je rentre à la maison . je t'aime" She said urgently and hung up her phone with irritation. She then put her phone on vibrate, setting it back in her purse.

The brunette looked at the others. "Ok. I don't think I can p*ss my mamma off anymore than she is already, so are we going to the mall or not?" She asked, a smile spreading her slightly tanned skin as if nothing happened. The brunette flipped her hair from her face with ease, looking to her left and right to the two jocks, as if asking them for permission to go to the mall. Hayley then looked to Jaki, whom stated that the history teacher hated him. "I would rather the teacher hate me than hit on me every class." She said with a slight roll of her hazel eyes. The history teacher was probably the weirdest teacher of all. It was rumored last year that he you know... yeah. Let's not go back to that. Anyways. "What do you want exactly?" Hayley added, looking at Jaki curiously.
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"Oh man," Val murmured as she blew smoke out of her mouth, a cloud of grey that slowly swept away. Her eyes opened, two orbs of piercing greenish hazel. She was leaning against the back of the school building, her usual spot. No teachers, no students, no one but herself. That was just the way she liked it. Too many people got in her way anyways, and if there was one time she could be alone with her weed, then it was now. She closed her eyes again now, just letting the feeling take over. She didn't want to think about anything, she just wanted to let the feeling rush over her. Screw life, screw everyone. She didn't need them right now.

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow:auto; width:261px; height:140px; margin-left:-8px; font-family: arial; color:black; font-size:7pt;]The predatory eyes looking down at her from the blonde boy, towering at least a foot over Eliora, was beginning to make her feel uncomfortable. She had been the one to approach him, but her flirtatious advances were no more than a simple game. Her chosen player, however, seemed to think that her coquettish play was leading to some high school janitor closet action. "Those curves for me?" He whispered, reaching his hands out to grab her hips. Eliora took a step back, though maintained her charmingly sly smirk. "Not today." She teased. The boy's face narrowed into a confused and hurt scowl. Keeping his stunned gaze, the brunette took two more steps back before turning around and beginning to walk away. "Hey, sl*t! I thought that *ss worked for us." The light haired boy called after her, a couple other guys laughing mockingly as they passed. Eliora's eyes followed them as they walked, her brows furrowing in anger as she turned her head to look at them and her blonde peer who had spoken. "What did you say to me, broda?" She asked, her Jamaican/French accent more prominent in her menacing words. "I'm calling you a wh*re." He spoke as if she were incapable of understanding what he had meant. Eliora smirked as she neared the boy again, tilting her head slightly downwards as if she were laughing at a funny joke. When she was a couple of feet from him, her head snapped up and her fist swung to the left side of his face, connecting hard with his cheek and temple. The kid swore in pain and anger, clutching his head. Eliora stifled a moan of pain too, shaking her throbbing hand before turning around again. This time, however, she was met with the dark face of her History teacher, his shadowy eyes staring down at her with both disapproval and vexation. Eliora glared back at him, her defiant brown stare unflinching as the anger and adrenaline continued to pump through her veins. "Ms. Cazeau, in my office. Twenty minutes." He told her bluntly and harshly, kneeling beside the now bent-over blonde who had so ungraciously been punched by the gangster girl.
Eliora didn't hang around any longer, and swiftly exited the hallway.
The first thing that caught her attention from the group of teens gathered together was the sound of someone speaking french - it was Juliette. "Bien check ça, la princesse parle le français." The dark girl remarked coolly, walking over to them and folding her arms. Then she heard Melissa talk about going to the mall. "Ditching, ay? I'm in." She spoke flatly, glancing around. "There's no way I'm going to Mr. Pervy's office, so anything I can do to get out." Eliora briefly explained herself, trying to avoid any unwanted questions as to why a girl who hung out with knife-wielding gangsters wanted to go to the mall.[/fancypost]
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[/size][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px; background-color: #98C0E6][justify][sub][color=#204364]Juliette was taken aback by Jaki's comment, which she intended he didn't mean for her to hear. The female growled a little, rolling her eyes. [b]"Oh yeah, because flannels, jeans, and crop tops totally turn me on." She growled bitterly under her breath as she gave him a slight glare. "Anyway. Do you want help in history or not? It's a simple yes or no." She asked, looking at him as she crossed her arms. Juliette did have a slight temper, though it wasn't crazy off the top over the roof.
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Augustus looked at jaki and scoffed. He knew Jaki wasn't exactly the nicest person but he still shouldn't have said it. He turned to Juliette and then back at Jaki. "Si prega di non iniziare nulla...", he mummured in Italian.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow:auto; width:261px; height:140px; margin-left:-8px; font-family: arial; color:black; font-size:7pt;]Eliora raised a brow at Jaki's words. Although he had been talking to Juliette, the dark haired girl was well aware of the history teacher's tendencies. "You should listen to Mr. Italian over here." She warned, nodding her head towards Augustus. She couldn't understand everything the boy had said in his native tongue, but she did understand "don't start", which she assumed was in reference to Jaki's comments on Juliette's experiences with the history teacher - which Eliora was very familiar with.[/fancypost]
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Augustus nodded slightly, its kinda true. If it makes uncomfortable then why not tell someone who can get rid of him rather than just telling your friends..." he said. He wasn't tying to be rude, just telling her the truth.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow:auto; width:261px; height:140px; margin-left:-8px; font-family: arial; color:black; font-size:7pt;]Eliora threw a sarcastic laugh of her own at Jackson. "Easy for you to say, sista." The dark girl retorted, facing the girl. "I'm sure the school board would be running around catering to your every need if little miss cheerleader reported an incident like that." Her accented words were quick and sharp, her brown eyes glancing over to Augustus when he spoke again. "Besides, I don't know about Juliette, but I can handle myself." Eliora's stubborn words were final, her arms uncrossing. "So, what about this mall thing? We going or what?" She changed the subject, wanting to get out of the school.[/fancypost]
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[/size][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px; background-color: #98C0E6][justify][sub][color=#204364]Juliette looked at the bickering and sighed. She looked at them, her eyes turning to Jaki. She didn't say anything. Though she didn't say anything. It was immature to carry on a fight. The brunette just took a deep breath and calmed down. [b]"The bell is about to ring. Can we go if we are leaving?" She asked, her hazel eyes watching them, trying to diverge the conversationg from the previous.
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