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 Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2016 8:14 pm
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xxxROMAN YOUNG xx 〉*
xxx░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░ xxxxxxx ◣ ━━━━ XXX FORGET ABOUT YOUR WORRIES AND YOUR STRIFE With the sound of the bell, the former crowd began to dissipate and head off to their respective sixth period classes. Roman and co. all rose up from their table, starting for the halls, joking with one another having a good time. They had plenty to discuss so any topic was up for discussion really. Most of them are talking about whether or not they should have dates but Roman sees someone in the crowd...or at least so he believes. Ro blinks his eyes twice then looks to see if the figure is still there; but they aren't. "Yo guys, my class is just over here and I want to use the bathroom before having to sit in European history for forty-five-minutes. I'll catch up with you later." with that, he's off and his friends thankfully don't read much into Ro's weirdness lately.
He still has yet to let anyone know of his brother's return or that he's even had a brother to begin with. Escaping off to the rest room, he watches as males exit off in a hurry, some not even bothering to wash their hands. He goes over to the sink resting his hands on the sides as he stares at himself. 'What's going on with me?' Ro says to himself (literally). Turning around he almost bumps into a guy before they excuse themselves quickly and walk off. His reputation with most people he doesn't know isn't a glorious one so he doesn't question it. Instead Roman heads into his Euro class and quickly is informed about their eventual departure here soon.
'Oh right, field trip..' He does as asked leaving his backpack behind following their teacher to the front of their school. Once in the front other classes could be seen and so could some of his friends who certainly called for his attention. Following direction, Ro found himself on bus 220. As he looks around he sees none of his friends really, a few acquaintances maybe, but no one too close. He takes a seat in front of a girl he's seen around and as he sits gives her a small smile. Now, sitting there he looks outside at more of the boarding students hoping none of his friends got on. He just wanted to be to himself right now.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2016 9:31 pm
╔ ⎝Isabella_____⚡️_____White⎠
✗ Circuit✗ ⤏
Awaiting his response, which she didn't receive, Issy sighed and listened at the open invitation from the jock on the table to their right. Just what she needed. A little time to unwind with friends. Of course, being the one who put her hand out for Thomas, she thought he maybe too needed some time or experience in one of these "get togethers" so to speak. Her friend, Alec rushed on over and dished the news to the four sitting there. Of course, the announcement was made clear that anyone could go, but Issy's friend being, well--themselves, knew the usual spot where it'd take place. It wasn't until shortly after that word got around as to the location. A couple of his own sporty friends came over and chatted up Abby as well as Kate. Then came the chatter about bringing a plus one. Looking up from the table and half eaten food, she had brief eye contact with the star football player. Abby had her sights on Alec, as usual--while Kate was already making plans with one of the guys in the clique, but then there was Issy. Group invites were her known territory, but she didn't know what to do. Risk? Sure.
Turning herself to face Thomas, she inhaled and exhaled as she started speaking. "Heya, Thomas? I was wondering if you wa--" The sound of the bell ringing cut her off. Maybe it wasn't the time? She was always confused about these type of ordeals. Shrugging it off quickly after, her friends began backing their things and heading to their next classes. Coincidentally, Abby, Alec, and Caleb all had that same class.
"I'll just ask you later..not like it was important or anything...hah.." Her smile turning into a rather frown for the time being, Issy started to focus on the trip, but as instructed by the teacher for that class--they all put down their belongings though a school ID was probably required, she tucked it into her back pocket along with a few bobby pins and a fifty dollar bill; for emergencies of course.
Being assigned to bus 220, Issy sat in an empty seat. Though Abby would've been her preferred busmate, or rather Caleb--Alec and her were on bad terms as of a day ago, and nice wasn't a perfect description of her attitude towards Issy though they were friends for a few years. Issa also took note of the football player she saw in the lunchroom.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2016 10:04 pm
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Ooc: Can my teacher chaperone or no?
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2016 11:19 am
▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ Aмєяутн ƜнιтƖσcкє ↘↘ Wнιplαѕн
███████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ So what can you show me, That my heart don't know already?
We make our own sense, And you're qualified to me. Ameryth hadn't seen Thomas glance in her direction as she pushed the food around her tray without really touching it. She began opening her milk carton when a voice cut through her thoughts, startling her slightly. She looked up as a boy approached, asking if anyone was sitting there. Frowning momentarily, she finally shrugged. "Does it look like anyone's sitting here?" She asked sarcastically, though the tone wasn't exactly rude. As if to emphasize that she really didn't mind whether he sat or not, the empath gestured to the empty space across from her. She guzzled her milk and was about to say something to him, but was interrupted when one of the jocks stood up on a table to announce a party.
Amer rolled her eyes. Parties were even worse than high school was. It was like being in the throes of a hurricane for the girl. Again, she was about to say something about it, but then suddenly the bell rang. "Well, see ya later, I suppose." The English girl said with a brief wave, taking just a bit longer to rise from her seat than the rest. There was a field trip, and she wasn't quite as exciting as everyone else was. Most people paired up with their best friends or crushes for these things. On the bus. Walking around. Amer didn't really have anyone. Maybe it was for the best, though.
She finally stood, pulling her bag back over her shoulder and leaving her tray right on the table, food still untouched. She made her way to the bus she had been assigned to, which also seemed to be the bus anyone she even remotely recognized was on, including the jock from the lunch room and the boy who had tried to sit with her. As if she were returning the favor, she plopped down into the seat next to him almost as violently as she had seated herself in the lunch room, though this time she held her bag on her lap. "Anyone sitting here?" She asked him, mimicking what he had asked her earlier.
︾ ⇛ ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Bus 220... ⇛ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ: Half the school... ⇛ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: Mildly social...
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2016 3:16 pm
Upon reaching his locker and disposing of all the extra weight, Thomas closed the locker door with a thud, realizing how loud it was as it echoed down the nearly empty halls. He was moving slower than he thought. He kicked off towards the entrance, hoping that he wasn't already left behind. Most people wanted to get a move on, the students, teachers, and most definitely the bus driver. If he didn't make it just meant that he'd be sitting in whatever room his sixth period teacher designated for him to go and Thomas was not fond of the gym class this time around. Stepping out of the ill installed air conditioning, Thomas hurried towards the transport, stepping on with spaced breaths. "I'm here!" He gasped, it came out louder than he intended though he shrugged it off and ascended up the steep steps of the bus. Figures.. He thought as his eyes scanned over the students seated. Not wanting to appear indecisive, Thomas immediately put himself into a seat though cautiously not to bump into anyone.OoC: Yeah, for sure. We do need chaperones.
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2016 9:10 pm
▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ Zach had been lost in his own world, so he didn't notice anything till someone plopped hard into the bus seat. He glanced over to see the girl from the lunch room sitting next to him and ask if anyone was sitting there much like he had in the lunch room, though her delivery was better. "Well there is now." He replied chuckling a little bit "Seems like you're telling the seat whos boss sitting down that hard." The last few stragglers where showing up and finding their seats so perhaps they would be on their way soon. Zach was a bit of a history nerd, he watched history documentaries at home for the fun of it. He had been one of the first to get the form in actually. ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ outfit
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2016 9:43 pm
╔ ⎝Isabella_____⚡️_____White⎠
✗ Circuit✗ ⤏
It would seem that time would plop each person to a designated seat, arranged or not. Abby would also move seats, going from alone in the back to the empty seat next to Issy. Sighing as though defeated or whatever, she put her elbow on the small window still that kept the window on the bus in place. She quickly rose up and opened the window; it was getting slightly stuffy. Noticing a familiar color of hair and distinguishable facial characteristics, she turned around only to realize it was Abby.
Smiling gently, she looked forward. In the seats in front of them sat Caleb and Alec. Issy was growing slightly bored of waiting, but she was not the only one and would soon be listening to her friends' scheme for when they would arrive at the destined location.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2016 7:44 am
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 Jillian took the last bite of her lunch right as the bell rang. 'Dang these lunches seem to get shorter all the time...' She thought as she packed up and headed to the teachers lounge to leave her bowl in the sink and grab her bag. She was chaperoning a trip to help out the European History teacher, considering the class cut into her eighth period class. She had a sub for that one, so a two block break was welcome. Making sure every thing she need for the trip was all set she made her way to the front where the buses. she was set to make sure bus 220 stay relatively sane, and her work started immediately as some of the kids in the way back where already tossing wads of likely their homework. "Hey! Knock it it off back there!" She yelled to the rowdy students, who initially heard but didn't listen. They did stop after it was apparently Jillian was going to come back there. She had only gotten a few seats in and her bluff worked. She much rather not have to seperate them that was a logistical nightmare but she wanted to be taken seriously. She wasn't exactly physically imposing. "Alright everyone, we will be leaving soon once we know if the last few people are coming or absent. That and the bus in front moves" She announced as she made it to the remarkably empty front seat behind the driver. Hopefully is was an uneventful field trip. ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ outfit occ:
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2016 12:08 pm
▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ Aмєяутн ƜнιтƖσcкє ↘↘ Wнιplαѕн
███████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ So what can you show me, That my heart don't know already?
We make our own sense, And you're qualified to me. Ameryth looked up at the ceiling of the school bus. "I'm sure the seat can handle it." The English girl stated with a light smirk. Shortly after that, a few stragglers hurried onto the bus, one of which turned out to be Thomas, stating loudly that he was here and plopping himself hurriedly into a seat. He happened to be relatively nearby, and so Amer decided to turn and give him a wave. She was feeling in a better mood than usual today, and hadn't had any unwanted assaults on her emotional state. However, she still had to be careful not to let her guard down. She hoped the field trip would be a bit less confining than both the school and the bus.
Leaning back into the bus seat a bit to get comfortable for the ride, she glanced over at the boy next to her. She couldn't quite place him, though she knew she recognized his face from somewhere other than the lunch room. "So, what was your name, again?" She asked him finally, though she didn't think they had really ever reached an introduction.
︾ ⇛ ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Bus 220... ⇛ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ: Half the school... ⇛ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: Mildly social...
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2016 6:23 pm
Regina climbed aboard bus 220, and glared as soon as she saw the lot inside. Some teenagers no better than fourth-graders tossing papers around. “You’ve got to be ******** kidding me,” she mumbled under her breath. Fortunately their chaperone spoke up and stopped them, now she could tolerate the bus. While scanning for a vacant seat, she mentally judged the people she saw: emo girl, creeper, dumb jock, wallflower, and that one guy, whatever his name was. Either way, she found herself walking towards Thomas, though she just assumed his name was Timmy. He looked scrawny enough to be a Timmy; he looked like he needed to eat some chicken breasts.
Without really saying anything, she sat down beside him. After five seconds, she spoke. “I want to switch; I like the window seat.” She didn’t really wait for an answer, standing up and expecting him to get ready. It’s not like they brought their backpacks, so he shouldn’t have struggled, unless he was too scrawny to lift his butt up, too.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2016 8:32 pm
Regina.. He thought with grimace as his neck craned back as if he were actually moving farther away from her. All he really knew about her was that she was vocal, rude, and spoke way too often. Not a second too soon after she stood in the aisle looking down at him did an eye-brow raise in confusion, slowly looking left and right. "You know there's a ton of other....seats..." Said Thomas as he began to trail off, noticing the lack of available seats considering the two of them did show up late. He was just about to speak out again before the thought hit him, he really didn't need the embarrassment that would come with her practically dragging him out of the seat just to sit as close as possible to the window. With a regretful sigh, he made the effort to slide out of the seat, allowing her to fulfill her apparent much needed wish. Thomas' eyes danced around the population of the bus; even if she didn't use force, he was still punked by the girl nonetheless.OoC:
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2016 8:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2016 9:20 pm
╔ ⎝Isabella_____⚡️_____White⎠
✗ Circuit✗ ⤏
Issy glanced a few rows in front of her own. She was seated towards the back, but as per usual--the no brains had to dispute over paper airplanes and paper balls. One dodged her head, but Abby picked it up and threw it back only to be met with the chaperone's words. She'd ignore them and start talking to the same guys who began flinging the trashed papers, but as for Issy--she spotted Thomas. She lost him on the way to the class, but she also forgot he had strayed. He probably left his things in his locker or went to the bathroom, she thought. A girl found her seat beside him, but she could make out some of what she was saying since the bus getting a bit dense with voices speaking over each other. It appeared that the girl was brewing trouble and Issy for one, wouldn't have anything with it. She clenched her hands in fists; soon enough, a small charge began to produce from one fist to the other as well as a static like noise. Caleb turned around and noticed the noise, but calmly looked at Issy. "Calm it. I don't think know's the time, dude." Breathing in, Isabella nodded. A half smiled emerged on her face; she would like it best if she could ask what she wanted to to Thomas when she had the moment. Oh well--once they arrived, she'd pair herself, she guessed. Issa also hoped he didn't see her as too clingy or rather annoying. She intended on getting to know him.
Hearing a distant voice a few seats behind Thomas and closer to her, she saw the jock from the cafeteria. He was sticking up for him? Huh. That was nice. Who knew what Regina would do if Thomas hadn't moved though.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2016 9:26 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2016 3:51 pm
When she was about to move, aforementioned dumb jock spoke up. I know that little s**t isn’t talking right now. Naturally, she turned in his direction, her glare reforming. “It shouldn’t be a problem to switch then,” she retorted as she proceeded to scoot over and take the side she wanted. As she turned her gaze back to the seat, her hair swung to the side and met the stick of a boy’s eyes for a moment, though she didn’t notice and likely wouldn’t have cared if he complained.
It didn’t matter what anyone said, she was going to get the window seat, and she was going to appreciate…whatever it was that was outside. If having the window seat meant gazing at litter along the road, she’d prefer that view over looking at any of their faces. Her only reason to be on the bus was to evade boring school activities, but the price was being surrounded by more idiots than usual on a bus full of loud-mouthed, hormonal teenagers that couldn’t shut up about their goddamn posts on social media. Evidently, she didn’t give a damn about who someone was crushing on, but a girl a few seats away just had to share. If it were up to her, she’d have dunked the girl’s head in a toilet, where it belonged.
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