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 Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 3:51 pm
 ღ☯✼❀мιкєяυ☪кιץσмιтsυ❀✼☯ღ ❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø*.:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø*.:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ ♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪
ι вєт тнєяє ιs α тιмє ωнєяє тнιиɢs cнαиɢє...
♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪ Mikeru walks around in the hallway and saw an interesting class that she didn't understand. She looks at the sign on the door and said quickly to herself,"C...P...R? Haven't I heard of that before?" She knocks the door respectfully and opens the door. She peeks in through the little crack and walks in quietly. She closes the door quietly and looks around the class shyly. She bows to them and just stood in front of the door without knowing what to do.♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪
ωє cнαиɢє ωιтнιи тιмє.
♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪ ❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø*.:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø*.:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 4:40 pm
We all live to die╔═════════════════════════════╗
׺°”˜`”°º×Bakku Kozan ׺°”˜`”°º×
Bakku walked down the hall. Being new to a school wasn't something new to him, he was constantly moved from place to place. He always got into fights, and ended being transferred from place to place. Now that I think about it, I've been all around Japan, twice to China, and once to Canada. He smirked, thinking he must have an edge on the languages.
He halted at a door that read "CPR". Looking down at his scheduel, he noticed that it was his first class to go to. "Damn. So much for skipping." He spat, opening the door with a jerk.
He looked around, seeing a class full of girls. Wait..No. There's a boy smoking in the back. There were two girls sitting down, one with some stupid, cutsey rabbit, and one with an eyepatch.
He turned to the teaccher. "Sup'. I'm Bakku Kozan." He said, leaning back.
He turned to the girl next to him. A blue haired girl. He smiled at her, and made his way to the back.
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☆═━┈~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~┈━═☆ And die to live. We'll be together,╔═════════════════════════════╗
׺°”˜`”°º×Tone Rion ׺°”˜`”°º×
Tone giggled once she had pet her bunny. "Wanna hold her? I trust you completley!" She said, handing Utsu to her.
She turned to see a girl walked in, and then an a boy. She smiled at the girl, but felt uneasy about the boy.
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☆═━┈~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~┈━═☆ Doing the starry sky dance~
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 4:41 pm
Yuuma turned to find a silver haired boy holding a cigarette and scoffed. "If you think I'm going to allow cigarettes in this classroom you're wrong! Besides, how are you going to perform CPR if you don't have the lung capacity to do so? I find it fairly ironic" Yuuma chuckled softly as he tossed a catalog to the boy. "Guys, I need you to sit by each other, I know you hate communication..." Yuuma coughed rather obnoxiously and pointed to Neru quickly before turning away. "As I said...I want a unity, not some sort of sham classroom. Now! Since we've got quite a few students here, I'd like you to get into partners and discuss what is being taught at page 16 and 17. I'm sure you'll find it useful if you plan to go to the Beach soon and plan on swimming in deep waters." Yuuma inhaled deeply to get his voice back and was about to state something else but quieted himself down as he sat down and pulled out a notepad and stopped, he tapped the pad twice unsure of what to write. "Ehh..." he muttered as he looked to his peers. "I want your names guys. Now I know Neru and uh...that's about it. You!" Yuuma pointed to Dell with his pen and gestures for him to come to Yuuma. "What's your name smoker?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 5:30 pm
We all live to die╔═════════════════════════════╗
׺°”˜`”°º×Bakku Kozan ׺°”˜`”°º×
Bakku looked up at the teacher with a rather puzzled look. "Fine, I'll sit next to the blue haired girl."He mumbled, moving next to the girl with the bright blue hair.
He watched as the teacher picked on the girl that was named Neru, and the other boy. He chuckled, and then wennt back to listening to his music.
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☆═━┈~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~┈━═☆ And die to live.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 5:45 pm
Yuuma stared at the boy looming over him by a few inches "And you are?" he asked with a stoic expression, hopefully he wasn't far from 20. "Only students are allowed in this class, unless you've somehow registered and are retaking a class isn't my decision to-" Yuuma grunted and pulled off the headphones from the boy and thrust them onto his own neck and scowled. "No music until I announce it. Class has already started."
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 5:48 pm
Yuuma averted his attention to the girl who had steppe din before the other boy. "Welcome to CPR class, please take a seat and review the catalog with someone. We've already begun and seem to be getting a steady amount of participants here." Yuuma scratched the back of his neck annoyingly and grabbed a catalog and handed it to the girl. "If I may be so bold as to ask what your name is miss?" Yuuma asked dryly.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 5:58 pm
We all live to die╔═════════════════════════════╗
׺°”˜`”°º×Bakku Kozan ׺°”˜`”°º×
Bakku froze, feeling his headphones being ripped from his ears, and hitting him har on his shoulders. The teachers words were pretty much covered from the intense anger ringing in Bakku's head. Sure the teacher was trying his best, but Bakkus short temper being mixed with being torn from his music made him pretty pissed.
"I told you my name. I was just waiting for everyone else to speak the F-" He stopped before he cursed. He was warned not to act up or he'd be deactivated. "I'm sorry, Teacher. I'll make sure not to do that again..." He said between his clenched teeth.
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☆═━┈~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~┈━═☆ And die to live.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 6:09 pm
Yuuma sighed and brought his fist to his chin and sighed. "How old are you exactly Kozan?" Yuum apulled the headphones form his neck and handed it to the boy. "I won't tolerate profanity in this classroom, but I guess I'll have to...let this one go. Sit down and grab a partner. Here's the catalog, page sixteen."
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 6:18 pm
We all live to die╔═════════════════════════════╗
׺°”˜`”°º×Bakku Kozan ׺°”˜`”°º×
Kozan sighed. "I'm 16 yearsold. Why?" He scoffed slightly, before smiling slightly.
"I'm sorry, dear teacher. " He said, holding the book and looking arund for a partner.
A bead of sweat rolled down his forhead as he relized this meant trying to talking to someone without getting into a fight. "U-Um..Do you think I could be alone..." His voice shook slightly.
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☆═━┈~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~┈━═☆ And die to live.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 6:30 pm
Yuuma shook his head "Kids these days, you must've drank a lot of milk when you were....sixteen? Really? Haven't I seen you somewhere? Hmm, you seem like a nice kid...Tell you what, you can work alone but I have to check up on you routinely. Have fun." Yuuma waved off Kozan and retreated back to his desk to write down his name.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 6:39 pm
We all live to die╔═════════════════════════════╗
׺°”˜`”°º×Bakku Kozan ׺°”˜`”°º×
"I'm just naturally this tall.." He huffed. "Probably not though, I''m new to this school. Before this I was in a boarding school in Canada, and before that I was about 7 hours away from this school, and before that.." He stopped, and chuckled slightly. "Lets just say I've been in boarding schools around the world."
He nodded at the teacher, and began looking through the book.
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☆═━┈~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~┈━═☆ And die to live.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 8:11 pm
ღ☯✼❀мιкєяυ☪кιץσмιтsυ❀✼☯ღ ❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø*.:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø*.:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ ♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪
ι вєт тнєяє ιs α тιмє ωнєяє тнιиɢs cнαиɢє...
♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪ Mikeru blinks and stuttered,"I-I'm sorry... I-I'm disturbing the class..." She bows to him hoping that he accepted her apology. She nervously took the catalog from the male and said in a very~ quiet voice,"I-I'm... Mikeru Kiyomitsu. Um... I hope that w-we get along sir." She glances away shyly and thought,"H-He's seriously mad at me. Ah!! What do I do?!" Her legs lightly trembled as she felt stressed even the slightest bit from the teacher. She looks at the boy with blondish hair with a slight bit of green at the ends. She smiles at him and stays quiet the entire time.♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪
ωє cнαиɢє ωιтнιи тιмє.
♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪ ❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø*.:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø*.:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 8:17 pm
We all live to die╔═════════════════════════════╗
׺°”˜`”°º×Bakku Kozan ׺°”˜`”°º×
Bakku looked up from his book for a second to see the blue haired girl looking over at him. He nodded and turned back to his book.
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☆═━┈~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~┈━═☆ And die to live. ((O.O.C: His hair is white with the bangs blonde and the tips green.))
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 8:40 pm
藤田ナオです
Nao Fujita
✗▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬✗
Nao walked down the hallway, yawning. He glanced the classrooms as he passed by, wondering if he should go to class. He sighed, deciding he may as well meet some new people. He stopped beside the door with a sign on it, saying 'CPR CLASS HERE-ACCEPTING STUDENTS'. He looked inside and noticed quite a few people he hadn't met before. "Maybe it's about time to join some more classes..." he mumbled, walking up to the door.
His eyes drifted around lazily as he looked for the teacher. He spotted a few girls and guys already inside. Only one person was standing, and he assumed that was the teacher. He hesitated at the door, wondering if this teacher was the type who detested students coming in late.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 9:13 pm
ღ☯✼❀мιкєяυ☪кιץσмιтsυ❀✼☯ღ ❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø*.:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø*.:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ ♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪
ι вєт тнєяє ιs α тιмє ωнєяє тнιиɢs cнαиɢє...
♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪ Mikeru smiles a bit and sighs in relief. She's finally made some friends, well kind of. She hears the door open and turns around. She steps to the side and says quietly,"S-Sorry." Wow today is like a total score of apologizing to people. Maybe today was a day for her to apologize to everyone. She takes that thought out of her mind process and sighs. She wondered if there were any clubs in the school. Well this is a singing school... maybe she can ask the principal. A tennis club would be nice... no that would be amazing. She smiles lightly at the thought of having a tennis club.♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪
ωє cнαиɢє ωιтнιи тιмє.
♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪ ❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø*.:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø*.:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧
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