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Welcome. This RP is based off of Steele Garrison original RP. |
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~xXWhat happens when you fall in love with someone who loves another person?Xx~ It happens all around us. Especially in high school. But not eight friends, four boys four girls. They have been friends since elementary school. And they promised to be friends till the very end. But of course, some have grown to like others more...... and have developed.... feelings for one another... The school (img link) The a** holes- I mean The bullies. (img link) [feel free to make up names] Just because your character likes onother character that doesn't mean they can't fall in love with another person, you still have to start with the set "love interest" but if later on in the story the character starts to fall for someone else thats ok Erin like Drake Drake likes Emily Emily likes Troy Troy likes Tracey Tracey likes Alexander Alexander likes Jasmine Jasmine likes Jake Jake likes Erin Erin, Alexander and Tracey have been friends since they were born and they know each other very well. They actually started the group. Then next to join was Emily then Jasmine. Alexander, being very lonely amongst all those girls, made friends with Troy and Jake. Those two eventually got introduced to the group. And the last to join was Drake. He's the most Mysterious. ~xXRulesXx~ If you want to be someone Pm Me with the name of the person you want. No instant love. This is loving people who love someone else. No instantly changing love interests, either. gotta play it out realistically, people. Seriously. No Godmoding... fights happen. Be real. Romance is encouraged, DUH! Post at least three sentences, or we'll have problems. Be literate no txt tlk. The people.... Erin The Sweet Heart age: 17 played by: Animelvr569  personality: She's non-confrontational. She's like the 'motherly' one of the group. She likes it when everyone is happy, and is the one that everyone cries to. She doesn't fight or anything with anyone, just holds everyone tight and likes to put smiles back on their faces. Not much of a bully target. Emily The Barbie/Popular Girl age: 16 Played by:  personality: Bubbly, giggly, girlie... BARBIE. She's the popular girl. Pure and simple, all the guys in the school want to date her for some reason or another, and most girls want to be her. She's almost always got money, and some new accessory or something. She's not a target at all of the bullies. In fact, they're more her lackeys when she wants revenge. Tracey The Skater Girl age: 16 played by: Shinigami_Oishii  personality: She's the tough girl. The tall girl with a mean right hook, and who doesn't really give a damn about popularity. All she cares about is skating, kicking a**, and taking names.... and making sure no one sees who she is underneath. Jasmine "Jaz" The Cutie/Klutz age: 15 played by: Mirrahs-Echo  personality: Jaz is one of those that seems kind of oblivious and likes being cute, and is really shy and quiet. She likes going outside, and is a major target for the bullies because of how small she is. Drake The Brainac age: 17 played by: -Distorted-Hearts-  personality: Drake is in short: a genius. He studies frequently, over-confident, and very mysterious. No one really knows a lot about him, and no one wants to ******** with him. Why? Because he doesn't just study books: he studies martial arts too. He'd kick their asses. Troy The Jock age: 17 played by: xXiRewiindXx  personality: You name it, Troy plays it. He's the Popular guy at school. The Stud... and he KNOWS it. He loves playing all sports, typical perverted teenage boy, plans on going military and it shows in how he dresses, and he's got a rep of being a bit of a bad boy. Alexander "Alex" The Musician age:18 Played by: Alexander_Faber  Personality: Alexander likes to keep to himself most of the time. He is kind and considerate of others feelings, yet trust issues always seem to interfere with his decisions when it comes to relationships. He is naturally humble, which can sometimes make him...difficult? All and all he is a good person, he wouldn't consider himself anything special, just a regular boy in highschool with a high sense of what is fair and whats not. However, he is a constant target for the bullies, being seen as 'soft' and 'weak' because he's a musician rather than a skater, or a jock like most other boys. Jake The emo age: 16 played by: Requiscat In Pace  personality: He's moody, grumpy, and angry a lot of the time. He doesn't like being around lots of people, and often starts fights with the bullies because he's bored and just doesn't like them. Often gets his a** kicked in the end, but dishes out just as much as he gets. And he's secretly very protective of his friends. He just would never tell /them/ that! Hah! |
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Drake yawned as he woke up at his desk, his blonde hair untidy and sticking up in random places as he lifted his head and looked at the wall of his room. A small piece of paper stuck to his face from studying and writing essays the night before, looking down he sighed and noticed that he hadn't changed clothes before he fell asleep and scooted his chair back from his desk before standing up and brushing the piece of paper off his cheek. Walking to his closet he undressed quickly and grabbed a normal t-shirt and a pair of black jeans, smiling he threw them on and tightened his jeans down with a belt since they hung off of him a little. Looking around he grabbed his bag that laid on his unused bed and went back to his desk where he started to put all of his books and papers back into them then went to his door, stopping suddenly he turned back to his desk and grabbed his cellphone. "I can't forget this, I can't just walk out of here without them having some way to get a hold of me." He said to himself and walked out of his room and looked down the hallway of the giant two story house that he shared with a bunch of friends he'd known since junior high. |
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And Drake would hear a sudden crash of what sounded like pots and pans falling from a cupboard and onto the floor and all over the kitchen. And there was Jaz, standing there with her arms over her head and her eyes clenched tight. Oh yes. Jaz had a habit of wanting to beat Erin to the kitchen and make breakfast before the other, more motherly girl could get there. Jaz was in a pair of jean shorts, black converse with pink stars on them and her shirt was baseball-style shirt with black sleeves and a white mid-section.
She opened one eye and then the other and looked at the mess she had just made. Cookie sheets, pie pans, pots, frying pans... everywhere. She pouted and stood there, her arms still over her head. This wasn't going to go over well with everyone else in the house. It was just going to be trouble, and a lecture, and being told that she should leave cooking and baking to Erin. |
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Drake ran down the stairs as soon as he heard the sound, his bag having been thrown on the floor in the hallway as he jumped down the flight of stairs and turned into the doorway just off the end of the stairs and into the kitchen. Stopping he looked around at the mess and looked at Jaz, a sudden surge of laughter making him double over as he laughed at her as she stood there surrounded by cooking utensils. "Jaz, you really should stop trying to beat her every morning. One of these days you're really going to hurt yourself." He smiled at her and walked into the kitchen and looked her over, "Are you hurt anywhere?" He asked as he bent down and started to pick up pans off the floor and set them on the counters, a small tinkling coming from his two necklaces clanking against each other gently. |
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She heard footsteps coming thundering down stairs... and in burst Drake! As he looked at her, she blinked at him innocently. Yup. That was Jaz. Making a mess and looking as innocent as a butterfly two seconds later. She pouted more though as he started to laugh at her, and her cheeks turned a little pink in embarrassment. When he told her to stop trying to beat Erin, she stomped her foot. "But she always makes breakfast! And how am I going to get better if no one lets me try?!" She was notoriously bad at cooking, mixing some of the oddest things together. But hey, to each their own right.
When he asked if she was hurt anywhere she dropped her arms and looked herself over. "Nothing I won't survive..." She muttered a little disgruntled, noticing a scrape on her arm and made a face at it. But really? She just kind of stood there and looked at it for a moment and shrugged and then went to trying to help pick up, saying 'ow' periodically as she bumped a newly forming bruise or something. |
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Sighing he put the last of the pans up and took her by the arm, "Sit down and let me see Jaz." He steered her to one of the chairs around the table that they sat at and had dinner every now and then, sitting her down he started looking over her body carefully. His blue eyes scrutinizing every inch of her before he went to the cabinet and opened it, reaching in he felt around and pulled out a small first aid kit and went back to her a small smile on his face. "You'd figure by now we'd have gotten a bigger one for you huh?" He teased at her as he kneeled down in front of her and applied a small anti-bacterial ointment to her arm and then put some bandages on it, "There you go all fixed up." He stood up and then went to sit down in a chair next to her, "So what were you going to make this morning?" He asked her as he looked at some of the wierd ingredients that were on the counters. |
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She groaned somewhat, but let him take her over toward the table and she sat down. She glared at him somewhat. The two of them had an almost sibling style relationship. The big brother and the baby sister. Seriously, it wasn't the first time he'd bandaged her up. When he teased her about the size of the first aid kit she glared at him and stuck her tongue out. "Jake uses just as many band aids as I do!" She said. It was true, Jake got in so many fights and came back hurt. But Jaz was just on a more regular basis of small things like this. Jake might use more all at once, but Jaz used the most overall.
She blinked and looked at him, eyebrows rising as he asked her what she was going to make. She then broke into this excited little smile. "Well! I was going to take scrambled eggs, and mix in some pears, a little bit of hot sauce, and then cook it into pancake batter, and use it like a taco shell and put stuff into it like cheese or ground beef!" She bounced excitedly at her creation idea, "What do you think?!" |
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Erin had just put her hand on her doorknob when she heard a crash coming from the kitchen. She practically flew down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Jaz, Hon, are you okay?" she asked, worry written all over her face. Then she saw Drake there, already taking care of buisness and breathed a sigh of relief. "Jazzie, what on earth were you doing?" She asked, looking around at the mess.
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Drake looked at Erin as she came in and smiled, "Good morning, it appears our little chef wanted to play again this morning." He smiled as he teased at Jaz and then stood up and went to the fridge, opening it quickly he grabbed a bottle of water and went to sit back down. Opening it he took a quick swig and looked at Jaz, "We'll make breakfast tomorrow morning, I'll wake up early just for you. But we'll be late if we decide to cook your wierd recipe right now, though I do gotta say scrambled eggs with pears does sound good." He winked at her then stood up, "I'm gonna grab my pack and then I'll take you to school." He said as he took off up the stairs to grab his bag off the floor. |
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She pouted at Drake as he disapproved of her masterpiece creation. And she was about to reply with some retort or complaint when Erin came in and asked if she was okay and asked what she was doing. She pouted and swung her legs, looking as innocent as possible. "...nothing! I'm fine!" And then Drake had to go and tattle on her about what she was doing.
She then looked at him when he said he would do it tomorrow morning. Her eyes about glowed and a grin beamed on her face. "Okay!" She said and then turned and moved to slip past Erin and made her way over to the living room to grab her messenger bag of stuff. She grunted as she lifted the massive bag of books and went to make her way to the door, grabbing a ball-cap on the way. |
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Erin looked around at the disaster area of a kitchen and sighed. "It'll have to wait until we come home from school..." she said more to herself. Then she turned to Jaz and smiled brightly. "You know, you should have Drake help you, I'll get up early too... But just to make sure you don't kill yourself, I promise i won't butt in. She stretched and walked over to the table where she'd left her own school things the night before. She gathered them up and slipped her cell into her pocket. "Do you mind if I join you guys? I'm all ready to go!"
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Drake looked at Erin then at Jaz as he came running back down the stairs, his backpack on his shoulder as he headed for the door. "I don't mind Erin, but I'm walking today...I need to put gas in my car and I don't wanna be late today, we're having a test in physics and I need to be on time." He smiled and opened the front door, the sun barely rising up above the horizon and setting the sky on fire as he watched a few early birds fly through some of the trees. Walking out he sighed and looked back at them, "Better hurry or I'll leave you both." Teasing he started towards the school at a normal pace, his long legs making his strides long and quick. |
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Jaz simply shrugged and nodded with a smile when Erin asked if she could come with. Jaz trotted her way after Drake when he said he'd leave them behind. "Hey!!" She squeaked and went jogging, almost tripping once, after him. She quickly caught up and walked next to him. Jaz barely came up to his chin when she was in several inch heels, so needless to say, she hardly came up to his shoulder as they were walking right now, in flats.
As soon as she was outside though, walking at twice the pace that Drake was in order to keep up with him, She inhaled deeply, loving the outside. Jaz would live outside if she could... but when she'd tried to sleep on the roof... well, lets just say no one was going to forget THAT hospital bill. |
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