Not From Here// Boy needed~//PAFP//

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  • Clare sighed. She had just moved to America from Australia and was standing in front of her new high school. She was hoping to make at least one friend today but she was having a problem; she had no idea what she was doing. You see, high school is much different in Australia; classes are named different things, school runs differently and the schools themselves are much different. She looked at her schedule. What's 'Social Studies'? Never heard of it... she thought as scratched the back of her neck. Something she hated about school here was you could wear whatever you want to school. Nana didn't mind wearing a uniform to school simply because that was one thing people could not bully you about because they were wearing it as well. That and all the skanks seemed to like the trend of wearing as little as possible.


    She sighed once more and walked through the front doors. This should be interesting... she thought as she watched some 'jocks' walk by (she had heard someone use the term on TV).


    OC: Okey dokey~! So Clare has moved from Australia to America. Boy wanted! Private after first post! Please post a pic of your character! This is Clare:

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  • Clare looked at the number on the peice of paper she had been given. It was her locker number. She walked over to the locker with the number on it and opened it with the code.

  • Clare looked at him, realising he was there. "G'day! Sorry, I didn't see you there!"

  • "Nice to meet you Nate! I'm Clare." she said, smiling brightly.

  • "Yeah... Do you think you could help me with my schedule? I think I have 'Social Studies' first but I don't know what that is... Or how this thing works..." she asked hopefully.

  • She sat at the desk next to his and looked around the room. "Everything is so different here..." she mumbled quietly.

  • " hello" he said in a Brithish accent " what is ur name. im mr. batiansila but u can call me mr. b " he said smiling

  • "Good to me you, Mr. B. I'm Clare!" she said in her thick Australian accent.