Love Me... And Never Forget{{Boarding School RP}} Open!

[Str8Huggin]

I'm high off life; I could fall out the sky, like, twice.

Braxton laughed and rolled his eyes dramatically at Elenor, "I guess we will see if she really has what it takes. You can have when you want but that is if she wants to leave." Braxton looked over at the new greaser guy in the room and turned his attention back to Elenor to finish the conversation. "You think I'm joking? I'm gonna wake you up so be prepared for that."

Facing Darren, Braxton addressed the mattress question in a joking tone. "Uh, I don't know if it's Tempurpedic... I rarely the one with my back to the bed." Seok had seemed to relax a bit more and Braxton couldn't help but crack a smile when he said he had a standard set for him. "You got it, Boss. Only the finest."

Ian's attention was caught when Darren addressed the new guy. It was fine with him until the greaser got up and eyed everyone. Sitting up in his bed now with a straight face, Braxton kept an eye on the guy as he spoke to Darren. 'Is this guy for real?' Braxton lazily pushed himself up from the bed and sighed, "Something got YOU on edge... homeboy?" It was senior year, the school has now gone co-ed and the classes were easy from what he heard. Braxton wasn't going to let anyone ******** up this year for him and if that meant shutting down the greaser then so be it.



☑ Darren, Ellie, Seok, Ray ☑ Guy Dorms Floor Three ☑ Serious ☑ The Usual

[NaInOa13]

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Darren gave a small laugh when Braxton mentioned his comment about the 'tempurpedic' mattresses. Brax knows how to get around apparently, so Darren may have to try getting some advice from him later. He gave a nod of agreement with the new guy in seeing how tired he seemed to be. He noticed he had an army bag as his only duffle. Must be living in an army family, and will probably join himself after this year was done. "Yea, I'll say. 15 hour drive from Cali to here, not a joy ride to say the least, eh?" The guy then assumed Darren was on edge. That was just how he was. Darren was always the shy one...but mostly around girls. Being around guys, he opens up much more easily. Before Darren could try and respond, Braxton got himself into the way of this, trying to defend him. Darren went over to him.."Hey Brax...chill for a sec. It was a legit question." He turned back to the slickback kid. He gave a small grin back to him. "If it answers anything, I'm always edgy...its just how I am. I'll get over it eventually." Darren started walking back to his bed, referring to everyone when he said, "No need to start drama already."

Darren attempted to try and change the subject. He turned to Ellie. "Just wondering, what sports teams you guys have here at the school."

Location: Guys' Dorm Room
Company: Guys, guys, guys, all guys
Thoughts:Woo a lot more guys showin up now.
Ooc: Please PM me if I need to edit something or if you want to plot.

Outfit: Varsity
Car: My Evo!
Playlist: {{coming soon}}
Tag You're It!

Rie Desu

-eBomi-

Str8Huggin

UNDERGROUND452

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[UNDERGROUND452]

Raymond "X-Ray" Xavier The Greaser with a soft heart

Ray smiled at the way one of the other guys was acting, home boy called him Brax. He listened to home boys explanation, and once he was done Ray chuckled slightly before extending his hand for a handshake. "I like you homeboy the names Ray or X-Ray. Your friend Brax should calm down I was just messing with you guys. Its my way of seeing how you guys act in a certain situations. Most of the time nothing happens but it has caused me to get into a rumble or two. What do you guys do around here anyways this place is nowheresville."

Location: Guys Dorm
Company: People...
Outfit:Flannel shirt w/sleeves rolled up, jeans, and converse
Car: 1932 Ford Duece
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[Rie Desu]

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You're a pretty little flower xxxxxx →But I'm a busy little bee
Honey xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx That's all you need to see←

tab tab Braxton's little reply about Delilah was enough to get Elenor to roll his eyes, but he wasn't worried. "She might run with you for a few weeks, but my performance is more than satisfactory, she'll be back." the next bit made the boy's eyebrows raise. "Do you think I'm joking? Scouts honor, I meant every word, babe." he winked as he finished.
tab tab The new information about Hyung-seok was interesting, hapkido, huh? He'd always been interested in martial arts, but never bothered actually trying to learn. Darren talking about Cali was sort of interesting too. The boy wasn't a party animal, huh? In fact, the more Ellie listened, the more he was sure the boy was shy. He was doing a good job hiding it, but the little hints dropped in the information he shared was really coming together to look that way. He was growing way more interesting. Ellie loved bringing people "out of their shells" as his mother called it.
tab tab A new guy walked in. And he was gorgeous. He had this lovely rockabilly greaser thing going on, some sort of super cool cat that Ellie immediately adored and was irritated by. But then some exchange he didn't quite catch happened between Darren and the greaser, and Ellie was on alert. He stepped closer, ready to step in. That wasn't cool, Darren hadn't done anything and it was way to early in the year to start this s**t.
tab tab Braxton said something before he could though, and he was willing to let the other boy step in. Despite that he didn't know him super well, Elenor expected Brax was perfectly capable of handling himself... And the other boy. The comment earlier about him not often having his back to the bed had made Ellie roll his eyes, but this bit made Ellie eye him with interest. He loved when boys got all tense and pre-fighty, it was sexy as hell, even when it was himself. Delilah had assured him on more than one occasion that it was a male thing, probably something to do with testosterone.
tab tab Darren flagged them down though, and Elenor was interested to hear him talking to the greaser. Apparently he'd been right, Darren was a more nervous sort of person. Well, they may just have to work on that this year. Suddenly the boy turned to him, and was asking about sports. Elenor swallowed, glanced to Braxton because this really was not his area, then looked back. "Well, there's definitely a baseball team..." he and Deli had spent enough time admiring baseball pants to know that, "I think there's football... And volleyball for the girls. Um." he was floundering.
tab tab The greaser's question was almost a saving grace, and he jumped on it. "Well, we're hardly in nowheresville, we're just a few minutes away from Seattle, darlin'. There's girls and food and ******** bowling alleys or whatever else you might like."

I can take you for an hour xxxxxx →Baby then I'm gonna leave
Honey xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I know you'll wait for me←

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Sorry if I missed something >_>

[Str8Huggin]

I'm high off life; I could fall out the sky, like, twice.

Waving the ordeal off, Braxton plopped down on his bed, "You've got a weird way of showing that you're 'messing around'. Anyways, you gotta name, funny guy? Otherwise, I'm calling you McFly." Braxton heard Darren ask Ellie about the sports at the school and saw how Ellie reacted, laughing a little inside and butting in, "We have a solid football team, baseball is doing pretty good for itself, swim and track and extremely good. I'm assuming they'll make the last two co-ed now that the girls have moved in. They may even create a softball team." He continued on, speaking louder so he could address everyone, "And you don't have what you want, you could always try and make a club of it."

After the little announcement, Braxton turned his attention to Elenor. He got up from his bed and gently pulled Elenor to the side so that they stood if front of the window. Looking out the window but whispering, "A few weeks? You don't really think she's going to stick around that long do you? All I did was help her carry her bags. Don't get me wrong she's a kick-a** chick, no doubt, but I've seen her type. She enjoys a good hunt, am I right? Once I've given in, she'll be bored. The problem with that is I'm the same way so it's a lose-lose. The end result is an awkward sort of friendship-nonfriendship thing." He turned around and nodded at the other guys to let them know he wasn't intentionally ignoring them before speaking to Ellie again. "By the way, she has my number? Is that a good thing?" Braxton never worried about what girl's thought. It was 1. too stressful and 2. unappealing. He does what he does and if they like what they see, it easier for him. Yet, Delilah has had him on edge a little ever since they've met. He wasn't going to tell Elenor that. He trust the guy but he doesn't need any leaked info getting to his friend on the floor below them.

☑ Darren, Ellie, Mr. Park, Ray ☑ Guy Dorms Floor Three ☑ Anxious ☑ The Usual

[Pickle Juice And Vodka]

TIME SKIP
September 3rd (same day), around 7:30pm
Senior Recreation Area(s)
"Get To Know You" Mixer

Behold: The Opposite Gender.
Get to know the rest of the people who you'll be sharing the building with for the next nine months.
Mix, Mingle, Flirt, Fight.

Dress Code: Nice Casual. Don't wanna look scruffy. First impressions and all that.

[SparklyEevee]

Comfort shivered a little, and pulled the grey scarf that she was wearing as a shawl a little tighter around her shoulders. It probably made her look a little overdressed for the mixer, but she hadn’t brought a lot of clothes aside from school clothes, and she would be freezing in just the dress. She had the opposite concern about her earrings, that in contrast to the blues and greys of the rest of her outfit, they would look out of place, too colorful, but there wasn’t a lot to be done about that either.
This was going to be difficult for any number of reasons not related to thermal regulation. She didn’t really know how to be around groups of people without being high, or how to mingle and casually socialise at all. Going to school dances high hadn’t been fun, exactly, but she’d been able to get through them. But she wanted to do more than just get through this, she wanted to make friends, get to know people, have as much fun as everyone else seemed to be having.
She was glad to see that the girls she’d met upstairs earlier were there. It was good having a couple of familiar faces, although she would have to remind herself to actually talk to other people as well, especially the boys, whom she wouldn’t have as much chance to meet outside of class. But for now she was going to do the easy thing.
“Hi,” she said, approaching Bobbie, “uh, how’s it going?”

Wearing: This
Location: Recreation Area
With: Everyone?!

[UNDERGROUND452]

Raymond "X-Ray" Xavier The Greaser with a soft heart

X-Ray scanned the room from his spot by a wall where not a lot of people had gathered so you could easily spot him, well a little more then usual since he came from working on his car so his shirt jeans had some fresh grease stains. He had wiped the grease off his hands before he put his tools away. He didn't really care about the stains first impressions didn't mean a lot to him especially since this was how he was, to quote the sheriffs from his home town he was a no good greaser who won't amount to anything useful. The thought made him chuckle to himself.

Everyone looked a lot like the kind of people he'd have seen back home, that really bummed him out he'd hope to meet some out of the ordinary people. He spotted a girl wearing a shawl out of the corner of his eye. Hey interesting enough.

Location: Rec area
Company: Everyone so it seems....
Outfit:Flannel shirt w/sleeves rolled up, jeans, and converse
Car: 1932 Ford Duece
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[Rie Desu]

Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight!
♥ ...Show them all you're not the ordinary type...♥
Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight!

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Delilah had never been a huge fan of things like this. School-sanctioned parties just weren't her forte, they weren't quite classy and elegant, nor the fun and dirty things she and Ellie liked to go find in the city on weekends.

As it was, she'd tracked down her best friend a few hours earlier and they'd gone out for a quick smoke and ended up walking the lawns arm in arm, gossiping about their roommates and telling stories from their summers. It'd been fun, but then it'd been time to get ready for this shindig. They'd argued for a brief few minutes about which would wear a suit and which would wear a dress, but they'd opted for traditional, so she sauntered in wearing pink and black, and her hair was in loose curls about her shoulders.

The Welsh girl was hardly lacking confidence, but with Elenor on her arm she was nearly bristling with it. They were invincible. They could do, and probably had done, anything and everything and it was lovely. That was why she kissed him perfunctorily, winked, and separated. He was there. They'd had a few hours to bond, they would split for now and mingle and meet back up occasionally through the night.

Pink hair bouncing as she glanced around, Delilah checked out the crowd. Only a few stuck out, as people she knew from the year before or roommates. There was that greaser guy, she remembered Elenor mentioning him, called him Ray, right? And for a few moments she watched him looking at Comfort, that cute little pixie. She sat on the top of the chair, crossing her legs and settling in to watch. The goal for the night hadn't been set yet, so Delilah was observing, trying to find one.

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[Pickle Juice And Vodka]

Helping herself to a pre-poured glass of some concoction or another, Bobbie sipped lightly as she glanced around the room at the respectably sized crowd. While the word 'shy' could rarely, if ever, be applied to the young redhead, neither was she the sort to throw herself into the middle of a crowd. She'd already talked to a few other students and even a teacher that was doubling as a chaparone, but none of the conversations seemed to have stuck for long, and she was looking out for her next victim. Readjusting the clasp on her necklace with her free hand, she knew she was probably overdressed, but then again she was normally overdressed by most of society's standards. The 50's look was probably a bit much, but she honestly had trouble feeling one-hundred percent herself in anything else.


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Taking another sip, her attention was arrested by a voice by her side, belonging to the blonde with the nickname that was even more unusual that her own. "Hey, Comfort," Bobbie smiled, eyes lighting up at the prospect of having someone to talk to. "Thank god you're here - I was about to do something desperate, like... well, I don't know, but it would have been fantastic and potentially embarrassing." she chuckled, turning to face the other properly. "What about you Doll, how're you faring?" she asked conversationally, when a hint of silver caught her eye. Noticing the silver butterfly that hung delicately on the chain around Comfort's throat, Bobbie reached out a hand to touch it lightly, temporarily seeming to forget about personal boundaries in her admiration. "This is quite charming." Bobbie murmured, looking back up at the girl.

♫ Wearing:..Mixer..
♫ ♬ Location:..Recreation Area..
♫ ♬ ♪ With:..Everyone, but talking with Comfort..
♫ ♬ ♪ ♬ Thoughts:....
♫ ♬ ♪ ♬ ♫ OOC: HUGE shoutout to Rie Desu for the awesome layout. I don't feel naked anymore! Whoo!

[UNDERGROUND452]

Raymond "X-Ray" Xavier The Greaser with a soft heart

Ray liked to watch people and come up with stories for them, but for the girl wearing the shawl he didn't come up with anything extraordinary... He shifted his attention around the room again observing the way people acted, how they talked, and how they moved. That's when he noticed that he had been given quite a wide berth, people seemed to be afraid to approach him. It made sense he wasn't the friendliest looking guy with two full sleeves with what seemed like a random assortment of tattoos and his stone cold face. He didn't care he actually preferred that most people keep their distance, it let him keep an eye open for more interesting people.Man forget this place I should just go back to workin' on my car...

He pushed himself off the wall and started walking towards the exit with his hands in his pockets, that's when he noticed he was being watched by a doll with pink hair. Alright that's interesting enough for me to stay a few more minutes... He kept his hands in his pockets as he made his way over to where she was sitting and leaned against the wall next to her. "Saying you stick out would be obvious and coming from me it would be meaningless too, so what's your name? I'm Ray or X-Ray if you want."

Location:
Company: People...
Outfit:Flannel shirt w/sleeves rolled up, jeans, and converse
Car: 1932 Ford Duece
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[Rie Desu]

Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight!
♥ ...Show them all you're not the ordinary type...♥
Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight!

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Movement caught her eye, and Delilah realized with a flash of disappointment that the greaser guy was leaving. She wasn't quite up to getting him to stop, though. No need to leave the party before it star - oh. Well. Looked like she wouldn't have to, he was approaching her. Good. He was lovely to look at.

Ray's opening spiel made one slim eyebrow raise, but Delilah smiled at him. "A pleasure... X-Ray." she hesitated before giving voice the the mildly accented words. She preferred giving her own nicknames, but honestly she was so amused by 'X-Ray' that it was hard not to go to it. "Delilah, call me whatever you like." Her eyes were immediately on his tattoos, unabashedly picking out the patterns and images inked onto his arms. Delilah loved tattoos, and just as soon as she could pick what she wanted she'd be getting her own.

"If anyone's looking at me before you, it's only because of my heels." The only part of her wardrobe she loved as much as her bright pink footwear was the garters that sat snugly against her pale thighs, probably just as visible as the colored heels. That combination was probably the reason behind her positively radiant mood. Or maybe it was her afternoon with Elenor. Whatever it was, she was practically glowing at Ray, her smile oozed charisma and her whiskey-colored eyes sparkled through thick black lashes.

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[MoonlyRise]

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Home sick already was the best way to describe Katelyn already. She was certain her brothers raided her room by now, and she was looking forward to the mixer which she should have been at by now. The only reason she was dragging her feet was due to her not knowing what to where. Grumbling under her breath she stared between the three dresses she owned on her bunk and decided on one finally. "I'm gonna look like a little ********' kid," she groaned and then quickly pulled on a striped t-shirt and then the black overall dress. Quickly slipping into her black converse she grabbed hold of her cellphone and slipped it into the pocket of her dress then grabbed her ASB card. Hurrying out of the room without bothering to fix up her hair, or even fret about her makeup she was fine with the chap stick she had and the mascara she had on since this morning. Kat moved pretty quickly to get to the senior recreation area. After making it to the door she was sure she looked frazzled but she didn't care, she was in a overall dress for crying out loud! 'Isn't this going to be a ******** time.' Using the card to get in she swung open the door and stepped in, already taking in everyone around.

She was sure most of the guys would be happy to see what they'd be coexisting with for the next nine months and if there were any girls here that had a sex life, then they'd be interested in this as well. Sauntering off to one of the couches she plopped down and put her elbows on her bare legs and then propped her chin in her hands. Blue eyes were watching everyone, and even she would admit she was curious. She was some of the girls from the room already. The pink haired girl already had a male leaning against a wall chatting her up. 'Good for Pinkie. She's pretty enough that guys will flock to her.' The girl was very pretty and it wouldn't surprise Kat if other guys approached her. Glancing around some more she saw the small blonde girl with the cute hair cut, and the other girl who sort of reminded her of a pinup girl. A small grin was on her lips as she continued watching and waiting. Waiting for what though she wasn't exactly sure yet.

ｗｉｔｈ： everyone
ｗｈｅｒｅ： the mixer, senior rec
ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ： this could be a good or bad thing
ｗｅａｒｉｎｇ： this and her hair looks like this
ｏｏｃ： feel free to have anyone interact with her!

[UNDERGROUND452]

Raymond "X-Ray" Xavier The Greaser with a soft heart

"Delilah huh the name fits pretty well." He smiled as he noticed her looking at his tattoos. "I got more then these." He took off his flannel shirt, he wore a plain black skin tight t-shirt which he had tucked in. Like his forearms his biceps were covered in tattoos, an assortment of pin-up girls (classy ones nothing trashy) dice, eight balls, straight razors, and even a skull with a pompadour.

He quickly checked out Delilah, starting at her brightly colored heels and stopping at her whiskey colored eyes. He found himself looking deep into her eyes he found the color slightly hypnotic, he quickly looked away trying not to creep Delilah out since they just met. He also decided to change the subject back to what he knew. "You ever think about getting any ink?"

Location: Rec area mixer
Company: Delilah
Outfit:Flannel shirt w/sleeves rolled up, jeans, and converse
Car: 1932 Ford Duece
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[Rie Desu]

Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight!
♥ ...Show them all you're not the ordinary type...♥
Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight! Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight!

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It wasn't the first time Deli had gotten a guy stripping in public, but it was the first time it happened at school. Her eyebrows rose as he began tugging off his flannel, but when she saw the tight tank beneath it she found herself mildly disappointed. Here she thought it was about to get interesting. A moment later, though, she realized it still had gotten interesting. He looked good, even clothed. Yeah this wasn't a problem. Then the ink caught her attention, and she slid around him, fingers lightly tracing the lines in his skin. "They're gorgeous." the girl muttered, examining closely.

When Ray met her gaze she held it easily, smiling easily until he looked away. "Yeah, just about every day." the girl admitted, her accent sliding easily over the words. "Can't decide what the hell I want, though."

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▄Wearing: Oh, so fancy~ tab ▄Location: This funky mixer thing tab ▄With: The entire senior class, but specifically X-Ray.

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