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 Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 6:56 pm
wahmbulance
THIS RP IS CLOSED.
PLEASE DO NOT STEAL ANY IDEAS FROM IT THAT ARE MY OWN CREATION OR ANY CHARACTERS. I DO NOT GIVE ANYONE PERMISSION TO CONTINUE ON WITH THIS RP.
wahmbulance
"Mutation: it is the key to our evolution. It has enabled us to evolve from a single-celled organism into the dominant species on the planet. This process is slow, and normally taking thousands and thousands of years. But every few hundred millennia, evolution skips forward..."
Professor Charles Xavier, Founder 'Xavier’s School for the Gifted'
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Oh well, welcome to my little RP, hopefully it won't stay little for long. This is of course an X-Men role play. Well lets get onto it, we can always drabble later on. Highlight... Rule 5.Status- Open/Accepting Profiles ╔ ══════════════╗ IC- PT- OOC╚══════════════╝
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 6:57 pm
It has been a long time since Charles Xavier said those words, and much has changed since then. The world is a different place and the Mutant hype has settled somewhat, but there are still people out there that fear and hate Mutant kind and the same is true for the Mutants that hate the Humans shun, fear, and who wish to destroy them. There is still one place where Mutants of a young age can come to hone their skills and learn to use them to aid humanity, and not against them or in a harmful way. This place is Xavier’s School for the Gifted.
Charles Xavier, a powerful Mutant himself, has always opened up the doors of his mansion to young Mutants who wish to learn to control their powers and to help them accept that they are different. Yet, while Xavier wishes he could teach the world to accept those who are different he knows, based on history of acceptance it will take a while. In the the time that it takes Xavier has raised the Mutants who have found him or the ones he finds to be understanding, while it is hard, and to know that one day they won't have to hide their gifts. As well as to give them the hope that that day will come in their lifetime.
In the world of Mutants their kind is just as diverse as the personalities of everyone else. This isn't just speaking for their powers, but their beliefs as well. While Charles Xavier is a Mutant with a kinder outlook on the human race his once friend turned enemy, Magento has an entirely different view on how to treat the humans who shunned and abused his kind.
Magento's youths formed a separate group, The Brotherhood of Mutants where they sought to gain control over their powers by practice. They learned to master their abilities from heists, to fights with Xavier's brats, or Mutant Hunters and even on the humans who shunned them. The Brotherhood, are the up risers in the Mutant world they don't want peace with the humans, they much rather force them to serve them or destroy them. Though, only the more elite members of the Brotherhood know this, as the younger Mutants just see the Brotherhood as a more relaxed way to live, where they can do what they want and pick fights with Xavier's brats.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 7:19 pm
In Bayville, California there is known to be a place where Mutants can be safe, this place is Xavier's School for the Gifted. This is a boarding school where gifted children come to learn, at least thats what most people know about it. Only a few know the truth behind Charles Xavier's school those being the Mutants he recruits, or that find their way to his doorstep and their parents, well only if they are willing to let their children go and not tell the secrets of this special school. While the school is that, the students their also attend the public school nearby called Bayville High as Xavier wishes for them to have a normal life and the only real education that goes on behind the gates of his School for the Gifted is how to better control and master their gifts and to help them find a place to fit in.
It isn't to correct to say that life is all coming up roses for the Mutants of Xavier's School, as they still must hide their true selves when outside of the gates and of course their plight to prove to the world that Mutants aren't bad. They must also keep the other Mutants from giving them a bad name and hinder their goal for acceptance. These Mutants are the Brotherhood of Mutants, and they have different values from the X-Men. They are rivals and agree with their leader Magneto that if the normal human's can't accept them, then who needs them. They believe they are superior and that in a world of survival of the fittest it's their job to wipe out the weak.
The Government only sees the Mutants as evil and a burden to society. They seek to wipe out the Mutants or at least contain them, which to them means locking them up and sealing off their powers. Though some Government minds seek to even go as far as to use the captured Mutants as weapons against other nations or to catch more Mutants. There were a few Mutant sympathizers in the Government yet, they weren't enough to make a difference as the only thing they could do is make it that as long as a Mutant didn't use their powers then the Government can't hamr them. That's hard, however, if your blue, or hairy, or burst into flames whenever someone pushes you around. Its safe to say that law didn't last very long. The supporters of the Mutants where weeded out and replaced making a new law possible. The Mutants were to be hunted down and captured, with the creation of a special band it was made possible to cause to Mutants' powers to be made unusable. With this new weapon the Government has slowly begun to track down Mutants and use it against them.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 7:21 pm
The Catches
1. I want to have good RPers in my RP, not people who punctuate every sentence with many '!!!!' and litter their posts with incorrect spelling.
2. As usual, I expect regular posting on your part at least one post every other day or so ( I know we have lives), good spelling and grammar and each post will have two-three paragraphs or more. I understand writer's block so I'll be forgiving to a point, but don't make it a habit. This, RP is literate to advance literate.
3. I have the right to accept or reject anyone who I feel does not come to the standards set out by the previous rules.
4. Make your posts attractive. And by that I mean add color (nothing that's hard to read), pictures, icons, anything to make it pop and reflect your character. If you need help you can always ask.
5. Be nice. I can't stress this enough, this is how we lose people. Don't ignore someone's post its not only rude but it also starts fights. It can be a misunderstanding like you didn't see the post or something and its fixable, so please do it. If you have a problem with someone's post just let them know, nicely. If they give you any issue just let me know and I'll step in. Title your PM when you send in your profile as 'The Golden Rule'
6. If you miss a day please read through the posts that you've missed. I understand if you want a quick summary sometimes its a lot to read, but I'd prefer if you read through it. Everyone puts a lot of work into their posts and its rude to just come in and say hey what I miss. I may add another section later to tell what's been going in the RP, if it gets long enough.
7. Please keep OOC posts limited by that I mean don't make a post solely for the purpose of something out of character, we have an OOC thread so there is no reason for you to post just an OOC. Along with that if you must use ((OOC)) to let us know. The OOC thread is not only a place for us to relax, goof off, and get to know each other but also a place to share ideas. If you have an idea to further the plot, post it in the OOC if you wanna have a character met up with you post in the OOC or send them a message or me. It's up to you how you wanna go by it.
8. Romance. Sure I don't mind that it makes things interesting. Even more so with triangles or squares. Just please, please no love at first sight, that's no fun. Let your couples have issues, fight, make up (NO SEX! Keep it PG13), relationships take time to develop. And speaking of develop I'd like to see your character's grow. Like if they think only about themselves, have them go through a change to be a better person, more of a team player. Since I'm saying its okay I'm going to try to keep the numbers of each gender around the same. I don't really want a girl dominated RP, nor do I want a male dominated RP.
9. Fighting, um well this is an X-Men RP and I'd like to see some fights. With that, I'd also like to add no godmodding. We all should know what that is, if you need clarification just ask.
10. Have fun with the RP 
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 7:25 pm
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Profiles
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NOTE-Use pictures of REAL people for your character. I will not accept your profile if you use an anime picture. If you don't know where to find a good grouping of suitable people, just ask and I'll give you a link. I want this to be a new generation of Mutants, so make original characters, however they may share an ability that a past X-Man had, except for the ones listed as NPCs. If you wish to play one of the NPCs, let me know as I only want dedicated RPers to play them. They are going to be needed though, so don't be afraid to try for one.
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Name: Character's full name.
Code Name: Generally goes along with your powers
Played By: Gaia username.
Age: 16-25
Gender: Male/Female
Side: X-Men/Brotherhood
Personality: At least an eight-sentence description, please.
History: At least six sentences of you character's history. Please don't give me anything like they don't know or they have amnesia story. If you really must then don't think your free and clear of the eight sentence minimum because I want you to still at least put the history of them finding the X-Men how they found out they weren't normal and how they've been developing their powers.
Likes: 3 to 12 (no less, no more). Can consist of anything
Dislikes: Same as likes.
Theme Song: Just one please.
Character Snippet: 100 words min. of your character doing whatever. They can interact with other characters its up to you. ^_^
Powers: Explanation of their Mutant powers, please lets not have a bunch of people using elements. Let's get creative with our powers here and another thing. Even more than the elemental powers, I DO NOT want to see a bunch of people with Adamantium bones and healing factors.
Basic: Explanation of basic attacks (at least one)
Strengths: Any talents or physical strengths they may have.
Flaws: Any fears, weaknesses, or other physical flaws. Needs at least two.
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[size=11][b]Name:[/b] Character's full name.
[b]Code Name :[/b] Generally goes along with your powers
[b]Played By:[/b] Gaia username.
[b]Age:[/b] 16-25
[b]Gender:[/b] Male/Female
[b]Side:[/b] X-Men/Brotherhood
[b]Personality:[/b] At least an five-sentence description, please.
[b]History:[/b] At least six sentences of you character's history. Please no they don't know, if you really must at least put the history of them finding the X-Men how they found out and how they've been developing their powers.
[b]Likes:[/b] 3 to 12 (no less, no more). Can consist of anything
[b]Dislikes:[/b] Same as likes.
[b]Theme Song:[/b] Just one please.
[b]Character Snippet:[/b] 100 words min. of your character doing whatever, it can be their first experience with their mutant powers, a family dinner, meeting the X-Men/Brotherhood, ect. They can interact with other characters its up to you. ^_^
[b]Powers:[/b] Explanation of their Mutant powers, please lets not have a bunch of people using elements. Let's get creative with our powers here and another thing. Even more than the elemental powers, I DO NOT want to see a bunch of people with Adamantium bones and healing factors.
[b]Basic:[/b] Explanation of basic attacks (at least one) or how you fight or use your powers
[b]Strengths:[/b] Any talents or physical strengths they may have.
[b]Flaws:[/b] Any fears, weaknesses, or other physical flaws. Needs at least two. [/size]
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 7:29 pm
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Our Cast
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The X-Men Xavier's Mansion NPC(These are the teachers)
Professor Xavier
Scott Summers
Emma Frost
Logan/Wolverine
Rogue
Storm
Students-Cassandra Song Diaz 'Love' by mc2-Roxanne (Roxie) Othello Rossi 'Dragonfly' by bribri0- Felicia Carter 'Kerana' by Kerana The Brotherhood of Mutants  The Brotherhood's Home
NPC
Magento
Mystique
The Brotherhood
Leader- Pietro Django Maximoff 'Quicksilver' (NPC)
-Jacqueline Gallia Hook 'Sparks' by Galeforcezero
-Catherine Smithe 'Shadow Walker' by PixelMuse
-Alexander William Diaz 'Warp' by mc2
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 7:33 pm
-Black List-
If your're on here, it means your kicked out. -White List-
If your're on here, it means you've been good and you'll be getting presents from Santa.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 7:34 pm
Conditions Time- Morning Forecast- Sunny with a chance on slight showers Date- August 20th Special Notes- First Day of School Greetings•Story•Plot•Rules•Profiles•Cast•Black/White List•Reserved•Conditions•Reserved
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 7:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 10:22 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 10:47 am
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'Sparks'  
Light brown eyes stared up at the white ceiling, the mind behind the eyes was abuzz with thoughts. She assumed that none of her other house mates were stirring and she doubted that they would, today wasn't a day that had been looked at as eagerly as in her mind. Jacqueline was rather excited for another year of school, more so that it was a new school. Meaning their would be new people to met, and now that she was more able to control her powers she could fit in more and not be seen as the freak she was back in her hometown.
As eager as she was for her alarm to sound, she didn't want to leave the comfort of her bed. She snuggled deeper into the thick white pillow sheets on her bed and pulled them up over her head. She had washed them recently and they still had the fresh laundered scent on them, she breathed it in. It was one of her favorite scents. She closed her eyes, smiling as she kicked the sheets off at the sound of her alarm. Her warm feet touched the cold wood floor and she shrank back for a moment, pursing her pale lips.
Blonde hair fell everywhere around the frame of her face as she looked at the beeping clock on her desk, it was so far away and her slippers were no where to be found. She made a face as she tried again at making contact with the floor, the shock wasn't as great as before and she stepped out onto the floor of her room, moving swiftly to her alarm as to not wake anyone else in the house. She didn't want them to rain on her parade of happiness this morning with there stuffy morning attitudes. As her hand feel down on the off button of her alarm she turned quickly to her closet.
Her favorite part of beginning a new day was picking out what she was going to wear. Princess was an appropriate term for her as she moved towards the bursting closet and opened its doors to reveal a number of girly tops and dresses. As well as a few cardigans and jackets for when the fall weather hit. Her jeans and shorts were tucked away in her dresser and her shoes littered the floor. She reached into her closet, throwing likely candidates to her bed not sure on how she wanted to appear on her first day of a new school. As she pulled a dress out she paused and held it up to herself in the mirror.
"Perfect." The dress she had picked, was tan in color and decorated with roses. It was more of a spring pattern but the sepia tone made it fitting for this time of year. Shedding her pjs to the floor she pulled on the dress, along with a pair of sandals that bore a turquoise stone. The large ring she stole from her jewelry box also had a turquoise stone set in it, to match to shoes. Her final piece of her outfit was a longish necklace that had a key at the end. As she turned back to her mirror she smiled, happy with her appearance, minus her hair that she fixed simply with a brush. ((Outfit))
Jacqueline swirled in her dress, so maybe her mother hadn't completely failed in turning her into the debutant she always wanted, it was just that dresses made her feel so free. She couldn't help but love them. Moving to her bed she paused as she was about to make it. Shaking her head she turned and left her room grabbing her brown leather bag, making sure to close the door that held a sign 'Stay Out or Die' on its front. She climbed down the shabby stairs into their poor excuse for a living room and looked around, some of her house mates had fallen asleep on the couch. She sighed lightly as she saw no movement in the house. It appeared she'd be the only one attending school today, despite Magento's strict policy on them attending. She wasn't sure why he was so incessant, but at least she would be spared his wrath.
She strolled into the kitchen, and poured a bowl of cereal only to discover a lack of milk. She cursed as she was forced to eat her breakfast dry. It was hard living in a house of mainly males, they never bothered to replace what the used and they were always breaking things. She didn't hate them for their boyish habits, it was just overwhelming sometimes when it felt like she had a hundred brothers. Finishing her breakfast she picked her bag from the counter and left a note asking someone to pick up milk. She looked back into the oddly quite house as she stood in the door and smirked, she slammed the door rather loudly hearing some complaints from the ones sleeping in the living room. Shrugging her bag onto her shoulder, satisfied with her little act of revenge she strolled down the walkway towards her new school, Bayville High.
FFCC00FF4C00 "Talking" Thinking FF335B Regular Talk 00B2FF
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 2:12 pm
Cassandra Song Diaz
the Heartbreaker, but you can call me Love. Cassie woke up before her alarm, excited for her first day of her senior year. It was amazing that it had been over a year since Scott and Emma had found her in LAX and she had come to the Xavior mansion. She never planned to become an X-Man, but somehow it happened. And, now she was in her Senior year of high school. The summer had gone wonderful, she had aced the SATs and now was debating whether to go on to college or stay on at Bayville. She hadn't brought up her thoughts debating college yet to the others, but she figured Professor X and Emma Frost already knew if not the others.
Sighing, Cassie set down her curling iron as she finished her last curl. "Perfect!" She laughed, unplugging her curling iron and picking up the pair of glasses she had picked up- a pair of black Armani frames that she had picked out on a shopping trip with Emma Frost. Turning in the mirror she checked her outfit, black shorts, a white blouse, and a fitted black vest (link), gray knee high socks, and black ankle boots. If she could describe her fashion in three words she would call it edgy with class.
Stretching, she looked up at her watch and smiled as she realized she had enough time to rouse up her preferred ride- Wolverine's motorcycle compared to Scott's red sports car. She hated the conspicuousness that Scott's convertible brought, and while Wolverine was not exactly a low key chauffeur he at least wasn't one which had every high school girl hanging off him or the high school guys drooling over his sweet ride. And, riding with Wolverine had the bonus of keeping away the guys during the rest of the year, all she had to do was claim he was her Dad like last year she did.
Picking up her bookbag from her room she began pounding on Wolverine's door, "Wolverine, darling! I have a favor to ask!"
"No kid," was her expected answer instead she got a gruff, "Fine," behind her.
Cassie turned smiling brightly seeing Wolverine eating a slice of toast and excitedly asked, "REALLY?!"
"Extra three hours in the danger room." Cassie nodded, hugging Wolverine in a tight bear hug. And, so, Cassandra Diaz secured her ride to school.
Slinging her bookbag on her shoulder she followed Wolverine to the garage happily humming a tune just to annoy him, after all it wasn't like her ride was free. Three extra hours in the danger room was not how she wanted to spend her weekend. Once they reached the garage, Wolverine shoved a helmet at Cassie, "You just spent half an hour in the bathroom working on your hair and now you are just going to mess your hair up: I don't get you, kid."
Cassie laughed, shrugging, as she got on the bike, "You're my bodyguard! You scare away the more timid guys from confessing to me if you drive me to school often enough."
"There you go using people again," he muttered driving out of the garage. "I should have made it five hours in the danger room."
Wolverine's only answer though was Cassie's laughter. It was nice having someone do something for her with a price attached to it: it wasn't something she had been used to before she was found by the X-Men. Too bad it was never that simple at school for her...
Speaking of which, Bayville high was coming up, Cassie noticed as they passed a blonde girl dressed in a floral dress and flats, pretty, not her style, Cassie decided, and definitely not high designer like most of Cassie's clothing, but pretty none the less. 'See?' Cassie thought, smiling, 'And people think I'm so shallow I only like REALLY expensive things.'
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 8:47 pm
☁XOh let the rain keep falling downX
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'Sparks'
Walking along the sidewalk that lead to her new school, Jacqueline admired the weather with its warmth on her skin and the gentle breeze that prevented it from being to hot. It was be her definition a perfect day, her eyes wandered up to an almost clear bright blue sky closing them so that the suns warmth hit her lids. The familiar sound of a powerful engine stole her attention from the relaxing environment. Turning her head towards the street she watched as a motorcycle drove passed with two passengers. Even though motorcycles weren't her style she still felt the twitch in her fingertips as sparks danced along her fingers. Voices brought her out of the trance she had been in and she caught herself, drawing the sparks back into her body.
As she turned her attention back to the sidewalk in front of her, she saw a group of people walking ahead. They looked like such good friends as they laughed and talked loudly about their summers, and she felt the constant pit in her stomach churn. She knew she wouldn't have any true friends that were normal. She had wished to be normal in the past, though ever since she had met Magento she was always praised for her powers and she turned the feeling of wishing to be an average person to one of just wanting to be accepted. Not to be viewed as a freak, she surely didn't think she was a freak... Anymore. She didn't think any Mutants were freaks, well no that was a lie. Toad was a freak and so was Blob, but that was it and she only thought that way because of their behavior.
The sound of chatter became louder as she walked and smiled up at the tan and red brick building that stretched out over the grounds of the school. She could see over lights from a football field sticking up from the side the building in the distance as well. Clusters of people stood in front of the building and on the grass people sat with their friends. Jacqueline bore a nervous smile, as doubt filled her mind. What if she couldn't make it here? What if she didn't fit in? What if they already knew what she was? What if she exposed herself?
The last question scared her the most. She had been warned not to use her powers but it was hard as she passed by the student parking lot and her mind buzzed with solutions to fix the poorly cared for vehicles as well as the inner workings of them. She stopped and breathed out steadily, the thoughts vanished. She had to focus. It was hard, but she had gotten better. Though whenever her nerves got the better of her it was almost like she went haywire, everything turned on and her thoughts became erratic, it would be hard for her to focus. This made it hard for her to fight, as she couldn't focus and it took her a bit to get her mind under control. She wondered if moments like this caused her signal to be picked up on whatever the Mutant hunters used.
Her honey brown eyes darted back and forth and she moved closer towards the people, she had learned that she could hide her signal if she was around people. It made her signal harder to pick out, as the Mutant hunter's equipment wasn't that precise. She breathed out again, and shook her hands out, calming her nerves. Shaking her head, to clear out the last bit of nerves she looked about, no one from the Brotherhood was here yet giving her no one familiar to talk with and she wondered if she should of waited for Catherine to wake up. As she glanced about at groups of students comparing schedules she quickly dug hers out remembering that William had somehow gotten a job at the school. Her eyes found his name on her schedule for Latin class, it was her first period. She sighed in relief as she held her schedule tight in her hand, at least she would see a familiar face before lunch if her housemates ended up skipping out on the first day.
FFCC00FF4C00 "Talking" Thinking FF335B Regular Talk 00B2FF
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 3:13 am
Alexander William Diaz
"Call me Warp."
"God, woman," grumbled Warp from the couch at the slam of the door. While he tended to be a deep sleeper, in the mornings, especially before his first day of school as a teacher, he was already on pins and needles. The slam of the door by Sparks woke him up in a second. "If that is what going to high school does to you then I'm glad I was home schooled..."
Sighing he stretched, getting off the couch, already dressed for the school day which he had prepared for the night before in the theory he could sleep in till the very last minute. Apparently, thanks to Sparks's little temper tantrum that idea was shot to Hell. Sighing he went into the kitchen and caught sight of the note about the milk, which caused him to burst out laughing. "Sorry darling," he said to himself, "but it isn't my problem. I'm lactose intolerant."
Still cackling, he grabbed a banana, which was already starting to turn black, off the counter and peeled it, beginning to eat it while he grabbed his briefcase and ruffled his pin-straight black hair. He sighed, if he remembered correctly his hair did have some curl to it before his mutant ability developed, but then again that was a long time ago, and when a mutant's ability surfaced sometimes odd changes came to their looks- take Cathrine Smithe for example, or those they roped up for having fur or scales- thankfully for Alexander his hair had only darkened and straightened.
Thinking of Catherine, she hadn't headed to school yet either. It was one thing for a false teacher to be late or miss the first day of school it was another thing for a student. Going to the steps he called up to Catherine, using her adopted name as he tended to do for most of the Brotherhood, "Shadow Walker! You're going to be late for school if you don't hurry up! There's even breakfast- overripe bananas or dry cereal if you get a move on!"
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 12:24 pm
Cassandra Song Diaz
the Heartbreaker, but you can call me Love.
Wolverine weaved the motorcycle throughout the parking lot full of bad teenage drivers, and impatient parents sending their kids off. How was it that the kid managed to make him do things like this for her? While, Wolverine practically growled and muttered threats, Cassie scanned the crowd excitedly looking for the many friends she made from last year. Smiling she spotted a group of some of her closer friends among the large crowd of students as Wolverine brought the bike to a stop.
Jumping off the bike she pulled off the helmet and shook her head, curls bouncing around her. Turning she handed the helmet to Wolverine. Sighing he took the helmet, "Don't forget your promise," He growled. "And do you need a ride after school?"
"Nah," Cassie said shaking her head as she ran off to meet up with her friends, "I'll find my own ride!"
"Cassie!" called out a redheaded girl dressed in the latest styles, practically jumped Cassie as she grabbed her in a big hug. "Oh my God, I totally missed you so much!"
"Missed you too, Ashley," laughed Cassie, shrugging off the redhead.
"Cassie! Is it really true?" Asked another girl coming over. "Amy told me you got a 2300 on the SAT. How'd you do that? You do not only have to be gorgeous and good at sports and rich but you have to be apparently a genius too?!"
"Uh..." Cassie said blushing turning to glare at Amy who was laughing. "I... uh just got lucky. Good genes or something," Cassie finished lamely laughing.
"Come on, Tina, she just got here, give her some room. We'll swap summer stories later. Have you heard though, there are Latin classes now! You totally should sign up for one with me Cassie," smiled Amy.
"Uh, why? I already took the SAT, that is all Latin is good for is to boost your SAT scores," said Cassie. "Anyhow, Latin is too much work. I like my classes to be easier."
"Rummer has it that the new teacher is totally gorgeous though," added Amy, batting her eyes at Cassie.
"Batting your pretty brown eyes at me is so not going to work," Cassie said. "Anyhow, don't you three remember anything? I said I won't date and I won't. Dating is overrated- no offense Tina and Ashley, your boyfriends are great- um dating just doesn't work out for me. I have other things on my mind to deal with."
"There she goes again!" Tina shouted, half laughing, "I'm so dedicated to my soccer team that I won't date until my loosing team makes it to state- which it never will."
"Hey, we all have goals for ourselves," Cassie said, crossing her arms and faking a pout, when she caught sight of the blonde girl in the floral dress mingling in with the crowd trying to be a part of the crowd while avoid it at the same time. "What is she doing," Cassie muttered to herself as her green eyes, behind her designer frame glasses, narrowed.
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