drama. romance. high school. || O/A! ||

CLASS CHANGE: First Period

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[Heir of Void]

Aaron ✪ English ✪ Joey
Call me
'English'

Where could I be? : In Miss Kerns
Talking to : Johna&Sara
STATUS : S i n g l e
What am I thinking of? : So this is the new year, huh.

Aaron watched the girl disrupt class and have to present herself, he laughed a little and sat down, listening to all of what she told the class. "Tsk tsk Sara" he waved his finger in her face and looked to Johna, "By the way, when I walked down the hall, I heard someone saying you fell and you also hit a locker with your face" he laughed a little and patted his head, "Is my little gamer nerd ok?" he teased.

OutOfCondoms :: "___"

[D_ all of the above]

MR. ACTOR

The two fell silent for a short moment. She proceeded to ask about the diversity of the school... Well that was the underlying question anyway. Though... he was attending Blakely for the third year now, he wasn't the best person to answer such a question. "Well, If you're looking generally, most people are nice here... and their nicer to their cliques." Nathan chuckled. "But some people you do need to look out for. None in which come to mind off the top of my head, but when you see them... You just kinda know." Nathan replied. Well that was a well thought out answer.... NOT!

Nathan sighed. He was extremely tired of school and it hadn't even gone that far yet. He wasn't looking forward to enduring more of it.


((Sorry I took so long... I also have a confession to make... Less is it a confession, but more of a... I am sorry but.... I am going to be off of Gaia for 40 days starting next wednesday... If you know what I am talking about, then I am giving up Gaia for Lent, because I feel like Gaia is a big distraction for me. But I'll be back on for easter... I'll make up some excuse in the plot to make my absence not such a massive block of empty conversation....))

[Avilyn Evaron]

“Don't cry because it's over,

||OOC- Sorry it took so long, and it's so short.||

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Ashley kept hearing the laughing cheerleaders that she called her friends, probably making fun of peoples outfits. That's what they always did before class started, and they made no attempt to hide it either. She saw Aiden 'greet' her, and she acknowledged him by slightly lifting her head. They were from the same clique and socialized every now and then, but they weren't close enough to be called good friends. Securing her braid with a bobby pin that was close to her hair color she looked at Keenan. "What?", the blonde snapped. Most of the time when people looked at her they just looked away quickly not wanting to be included in her drama, but he started talking to her. He has some nerve. "Really. If it annoys you, you can move. I'm not making you sit there," she spoke with the most fake smile she could put on. She gave him a cold look before slipping her phone in her back pocket so she could easily pull it out during class unnoticed by the teacher.

Another three loud rings went off almost perfectly on cue as he made a blunt remark about her phone. "Just because your phone is cheap and low-class doesn't mean mine has to be as well." If he thought her phone was loud, she would love to see his reaction to her room. "Instead of just texting them, why don't you just sit by them and talk. It seems pretty redundant to send each other texts." She rolled her eyes at his somewhat rude comments. "Once you've sat by them for three years straight, you can complain. But for now, you should just shut up and keep you thoughts to yourself, because frankly no one else in here cares what you think. Especially not me." She smiled at Keenan as if they had been friends for years and were just having a friendly conversation. She could've been so much more rude, but didn't feel like wasting her time on him, even though the conversation was kind of entertaining her. After all, most people never dared to stand up to her, so she didn't really know how to react.

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smile because it happened.”

[Tifa463752]

█ ██ K e e n a n W a l k e r ██ █ ██████████████████████████

x_x_x The boy couldn't help but smirk at the girl. Maybe he found someone else a little bit more fun to pick on the Lesia. After all, she simply hit him or make a small comment. Ashley, on the other hand, just added fuel to the fire. "Me, move?" His smirk grew. "No, thank you. Besides, if anyone looks like they are getting annoyed it's you." He teased with a shrug. Yes, her phone annoyed him, but he wouldn't flat out admit it. This was way more fun.

Hearing her remark on his phone, he chuckled lightly. "No. Not all." He shook his head. "In fact, my phone may be better than yours. After all, I don't have to cover mine up with cheap decorations to make it look better or to hide what it looks like. You know, kind of like what you do with yours? So, if in fact, mine is cheap and low-class, what does that make yours? A level below even that?" He continued on nonchalantly, though his smirk had returned. Glancing off in a random direction as she continued to snap at him, he lazily brought his eyes back to her, letting her finish. "Whose complaining?" Tilting his head to the side, as he rose a brow. "I was simply trying to help you out. You're welcome, by the way. But, since you don't want to take my advice that's on you." Giving another lazy shrug. "If you really didn't care, you wouldn't have said anything to me. So, thanks for caring." Returning the sarcastic smile that she had given him.



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██ ▌ ❝ Blah, Blah, Blah ❞_▐

[Taka tashimaru]

xxxxxw h e r e : : . School
xxxxxw h o : : . Everyone in the sophmore class
xxxxxw h a t : : . Day one

═════════════╣ oн чєαн. oиє мorє тιмє. ι cαи иєvєr ɢєт єиoυɢн. oн єvєrчbo∂ч sιиɢ ιт rιɢнт bαck ι lιkє ιт lιkє тнαт!

xxxxx»Sara dropped her jaw at his blame. "Did not!" She exclaimed in a loud whisper then procceded to stick her tongue out at English. The three had always seemed to pick back and forth between eachother. No, Sara wasn't apart of their best-friendship, but she did consider them close friends. Probably the closest things she had to bestfriends. If she had a problem though she never found herself running to their sides. That was probably her sorce of depression. She really needed a close gal-pal. But girls could be so annoying sometimes! She would rather stay like this than tamper with the waters of girl-drama. That was the buggest upside to guy friends, less drama.

English started to speak of the morning's events and how Johna had apperently fallen and got locker-face on the first day. That's when Sara's "mommy mode" kicked in. As English teased, she frowned. "God, Johna are you okay? What happened? Did someone push you? Who was talking about this, English? Did they laugh? Was it an upperclassmen?" Shooting questions like a cannon. Then she directed her tone to English as scolding instead of concered. "It's not right to make fun of your friend's mishaps, Aaron English..." She knew using his first name would get under his skin. But she didn't care. That was rude even if it was purely out of fun.

[Taka tashimaru]

xxxxxw h e r e : : . School
xxxxxw h o : : . Nate
xxxxxw h a t : : . the new girl

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xxxxx»Tori waited as Nate sorted out how to answer. The first part made since. Of course you'd be nice to your friends. But the second part was rather vauge, just know? Um, okay... That was a load of help. Nevertheless she nodded and turned around again, not wanting to add to the almost annoyed expresion that now laced his face. Of course the teacher didn't care. Finally she was ready tto start class. She stood behind her podium and talked about rules, herself, and what she planned on teaching them this year. Blah. Blah. Blah. Like anyone cared. Often Victoria found herself gazing around the room. Everyone stared mindlessly at either the teach' or the empty whiteboard behind her.

Showing a sign of mercy, in a rather twisted way, she passed out a questionare. The basic its-the-first-day-so-tell-me-about-yourself-as-if-I-care sheets. Reluctantly Tori took out her favorite 'American Idiot' mechanical pencil and begain filling it out. Question one: What is your full name? Look it up... You can do that you know... With a mental sigh she wrote out Victoria Elaine Marks in her swoopy handwriting. The rest of the questions were pretty simple aswell. Things like hometown, hobbies, future career choices, favorite subject, and contact information. All things she could have just as easily looked up. Tori realised her sour mood was messing with her judgement again. This time she let out an audiable sigh as she got up to hand in her worksheet. When she returned to her desk she put her head on folded arms and drifted in and out of sleep.

[D_ all of the above]

MR. ACTOR

Nathan sighed as the teacher began to preach on how the class would be ran, what she expected from them, yadda yadda yadda. Nathan was half asleep due to the lack of caffeine. Though he was trying his hardest to stay awake. He had noticed that Tori too had drifted off to sleep after finishing her about me thinger. Nathan wasn't interested in these things. He always Wrote Nathan George, and sorta BSed the rest. His birthday was a certain date, and he was born in Massachusetts... but other than that, he'd been a pretty average person. Suddenly he got text on vibrate from his pocket. He checked the piece of crap in his pocket.

It wasn't very often when his mom would interrupt him at school. She usually stuck to the rules pretty well. It must of been urgent.


From: Mom
To: Natey
Nate... Come home asap... It's an emergancy.



Nathan shook his head and read it again. It didn't change. Something was going on at his house, and he needed to take care of it. Nathan raised his hand. "Excuse me!" He said out loud. He walked over to the teacher. "Hey, I am feeling really sick could I go to the nurse?" He asked. The teacher took out a pass from her desk and threw the yellow slip in his face. Nathan nodded and sprinted out of the class grabbing his back pack on the way out.

Okay. It's show time. He thought as he entered into the nurse. He was holding his stomach and was moaning, "Ohhhhh..." He said coming barging in. The nurse laid eyes on the kid and took a few steps back.

"Can I help you?" She asked.

"I need to go home.... I have been hurling all morning." He stated looking completely believable.

"You... okay... Did you drive here?" She asked. "Drive safe." She said shooing him out of the office. Nathan smirked. It was too easy.



((Good Bye gaia....))

[TheLittleSora]

XXXXXXXJohna Cray Art
XXXXXXXXXXXOOC : "..."

Johna frowned to his teasing and sighed shoeing away Aaron's hand. He looked to Sara who was talking so fast, shooting questions at him. "Sara, cool your jets, I'm fine" he laughed slightly and rubbed his still hurting nose. He crossed his eyes to look down at it, "I don't think it's bruising yet" he nodded and looked at the teacher when he heard something like, "hey nerd". He gave her a strange look and stood up, walking to the front of the class.

"The name is Johna, I'm fifteen years old and love gaming. My dad is a game developer and my mom is in the navy" he started and ended quickly, "that's really all" he scratched his head and was dismissed to sit back down. He nodded and quickly made his way back to his seat after jumping over someones desk.

[MaddixCupcake]

ßɛɳʝɑɱɨɳ xxx Ｍɨɕɧɑɛɭ xxx Şɯɑɳʂɵɳ

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Ben noticed Keira looking at his features and he cleared his throat. He was used to getting looks like that from girls, but unfortunately, he had promised his mom no girlfriends. Besides, he figured Keira would be too busy with her dancing anyway. As Ben listened to her describe her summer, he couldn’t help but grin at her. He was genuinely interested in her summer. Ben was always fascinated with people who were proud of what they were doing, and it was pretty clear Keira was beyond proud of her dancing. When he saw the smile disappear, he furrowed his eyebrows a bit before shaking it off. Bad Boys didn’t show genuine emotion. “Heyy, you don’t necessarily have to move on. Moving on isn’t always the answer to problems. You just gotta keep…y’know, celebrating her life in dance or something.” Ben wasn’t all that good with sympathy, but he could be when he tried. Right now, he was definitely trying.

Ben’s interest was then directed over to Lesia, a friend of his. Ben was close to Lesia, not super close, but close enough to where she knew about Zach. Ben was confident that she was the only one who knew about Zach. Hell, Ben was praying she was the only one who knew about Zach. He couldn’t afford having people here know about his son. There was too much at stake. “Hey, Lesia,” he offered a small smile and gave a mini salute. Nearly toppling back in his chair, he gripped the desk before sitting in his seat properly.

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