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Subject: [RP]Labeled Mon May 13, 2013 11:00 am

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Welcome to Kingdom Crest High School!

Here a Kingdom Crest High we pride ourselves in forming strong bonds and friendships inside of certain cliques. You are either part of the Beloveds, the Athletes, the Gurus, the Harlots, the Musicians, the Badasses, or you simply don’t fit in anywhere and are ultimately labeled as a Newbie. Maybe you just don’t fit in anywhere, don’t worry we have a label for that too-Misfits. It doesn’t matter really which clique you are in, as long as you know the right people. Just watch what you say and do, because every action, every move you make is seen by someone and the last thing you want is for your personal business to be heard, because we all know what that leads to-shunning. Oh, you think it’s your peers that care about your every move? Think again. It’s the infamous Burnbook that keeps you on your toes.

Get ready to be labeled.

IMPORTANT

By entering this roleplay you are agreeing that you are mature enough to handle any scenes that take place and understand that anything that anyone's character does to your character is not on a personal level.This being said, you realize that there is no reason to make your character into such a bad apple that no one will want to interact with them. You are also stating that you agree with the guidelines that have been set in place of this roleplay and are willing to adapt to any changes. Upon entering this roleplay, under no circumstances will you bring any OOC chatter here nor any OOC drama. You are also agreeing that at any time your character can be pulled from the roleplay by the owner or any administrators or moderators if the reason is fit. You understand that this is about high school drama and if that is not your cup of tea, then you need to leave, now. Most importantly, you are agreeing that you- the writer and puppeteer of your character- can write at least two decent paragraphs for each post for each character you have; failure to do so will result in a character suspension. If you have read and agree with everything stated above, then I bid you good luck in your journey at Kingdom Crest High.

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Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 13, 2013 11:01 am

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At Kingdom Crest Middle School, there were seven people that you needed to know the names of: [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.], [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.], [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.], [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.], [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.], [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.], and [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]. This was the group of friends that were tight knit and ran the middle school right up until High School started. Once the doors to Kingdom Crest High were opened, the small group of friends began to break apart. Even as they tried their best to stay in touch, different interests pulled them in different directions. But that’s what High School is all about, making new friends and creating stronger bonds. Everything was going smooth at Kingdom Crest until one day [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] was created. The site starts off innocent at first until the leader of the Harlots is outed for her dirty deeds. Soon the site begins to blow up with everyone’s dirty deeds and secrets, most of them untrue. The old friends will have to come together one last time during their senior year and find out who made the burnbook site and shut it down before the final bell sounds at Kingdom Crest High.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 13, 2013 11:02 am

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➜Activity

Let's be honest here, a role-play is dead and no fun when it's not active. Talk to different characters, interact with them, MAKE activity. You want a party, then throw one! Want to schedule a trip? Do it! Maybe there is a concert going on? Broadcast it! Broadcast everything! It will be featured under events and everyone will know about it! It's up to you to make Kingdom Crest a social haven. If you are going to be inactive, please let someone know!

➜No OOC Drama

We will be having none of that, darlings. Absolutely none. If it happens even once, you will be pulled from the role-play and the event to be schedule is your funeral. How does underage drinking and driving sound to you?

➜Maturity

You need to understand this before you join this roleplay- mature scenes that involve drugs, alcohol and smut will be in this roleplay. If you are uncomfortable with this, then don't join! Please note that all explicit things MUST be in spoilers.

➜Characters
So here's the deal the leaders of the Cliques MUST be filled up before anything else. You can have as many characters as you want, as long as you can keep up with them and keep up with a certain post size (each character should at least have one-two paragraphs). You can NOT have two characters in the same clique. After each clique has an leader, they will have three-four other members of the clique. Please, stay in character, I understand that sometimes roleplay can get to us but be able to distinguish reality from fantasy. I also understand character development but your character cannot do EVERYTHING and unless they are bi-polar, their personality cannot CHANGE every second. I also love adding plots into roleplays but if you have any huge plot ideas such as teen pregnancies, deaths, please contact me.

Sidenote: I will only accept characters with REAL pictures, these pictures can not be any well-known celebrities.

➜Have Fun!

This is all about having fun, please realize that. We don't need anyone to rain on our parade. They aren't many rules, I'm not a scary monster that plans to eat you, I'm just like you, I want a good ol' dramaful roleplay that I can get lost in!

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 13, 2013 11:04 am

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➜Beloveds
The top of the food chain, so to speak. The elites are the wealthiest kids in all of Kingdom Crest. They don’t really associate with anyone outside of their cliques and most of them are far from friendly. Of course there are a few exceptions. They may be called the Beloveds but to some of the other cliques, mostly their rivals-the Harlots- they are labeled as the Bitches.
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➜Athletes
The Athletes are probably the most diverse group of all. They don’t care what sport you play, if you are a girl or boy, as long as you play a sport or a sport fanatic, you will always have a place in their clique. Most of the athletes train hard and are focused on keeping in shape. The best of the best hang with the Athletes and that includes the Beloveds and the Harlots are always looking to score with the top players at Kingdom Crest.
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➜Gurus
These are the brains of Kingdom Crest High. Whether they are perfecting their study habits or their gaming habits, it doesn’t matter, these students are the smartest one attending and everyone wants to get on their good side. Usually the Gurus stay away from the Beloveds and Athletes, but once in a while you can spot them hanging out with them, usually because of dating or family relatives.
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➜Harlots
The title harlot is just something the group gave themselves to dress up what they do. These are the sluts and manwhores of the school, and everyone knows it. They will sleep with any male or female, some just for the pleasures and others just for a price. They never get close to their rivals-the Beloveds- and are always trying to slip in closer to the Athletes, usually they hang around the Misfits since they don’t really care about the rest of the cliques.
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➜Musicians
They bring music and real emotions to Kingdom Crest. The Musicians live and breathe music. Most of them are trying to reach their goals to become aspiring performers so most of them can at least play one instrument like a prodigy child. They are the most virtuous students at school and seem to get along really well with the Gurus and even some of the Athletes.
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➜Badasses
Everyone wish they could be one, the type of student who doesn’t give to damns about anything and doesn’t listen to anything but their own gut. This group of students are never in their classes and when they are, they never stay there long. Some are downright bullies, while others seem to be protective to the Misfits. If you ever need something done but don’t want to dirty your hands, they will be happy to take care of it for you—for a price. The Beloveds are usually seen slipping in and out of this group, because opposites attract.
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➜Misfits
These are the students that never really seemed to fit in anywhere at Kingdom Crest. They aren’t shunned or reject, but they aren’t really accepted either. Each one has their own unique talent, or they just don’t give a damn about being “in” with anyone. They are pretty cool with the Badasses and even some of the Harlots.
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➜Newbies
These usually center around the freshmen who haven’t found their place at Kingdom Crest yet. They tend to stick together and only wonder out if they are brave enough to climb the social ladder.

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➜Beloveds
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➜Gurus
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Find out here who's dating, who's flirting or who is just fooling around! Maybe you're just friends for the time being? Or maybe you have a big falling out with someone? Hell, maybe your enemies! Doesn't matter, all the relationships that happen in Kingdom Crest are posted here.
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Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 13, 2013 11:04 am

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All prior and previous events will be posted here. Want to host an event? Let me know and it will be posted for everyone to see.

Keep a look out here, you never know when one event may actually have a task that can move you up the ranks, missing one may get you burned.

Current Event:
House Party!!!
Kev and Frey are throwing a house party, and if you aren't there...well then you're a complete idiot.

Where: 62442 Laynton Place, 15th Avenue

Community: Kingdom Heights.

When: Thursday at 5:30. Get there before 6:00 p.m. or the guards will block your entry!

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Have you been burned?

Look here for the latest burned victim...you never know, it could be you!
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Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 13, 2013 11:05 am

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Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Tue May 14, 2013 10:16 pm

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Good Afternoon Kingdom Crest!

Date: January 10th

Time: 3:30 P.M.

Weather: 54 degrees Fahrenheit

A normal school day has just ended and in two hours the first house party of the semester will be happening!

Kev and Frey are throwing a house party, and if you aren't there...well then you're a complete idiot.

Where: 62442 Laynton Place, 15th Avenue

Community: Kingdom Heights.

When: Thursday at 5:30. Get there before 6:00 p.m. or the guards will block your entry!

(Posting may commence. Remember 1-2 decent paragraphs.)

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Tue May 14, 2013 10:55 pm

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Location: Home

Pearl grey eyes watched a woman with a striking small figure parade around the kitchen, the stiletto heels that kept the woman at a decent height clicked loudly on the marble floor. The eyes that were watching her soon began to roll in annoyance as she listened in on the conversation.

“Yes, that’s right. I don’t care who is there, I need that spot! You know how important this brunch is to me.”
The woman whined out into the phone enough to make the honey auburn haired female to fake gag on a spoonful of oatmeal. To the sound the woman turned around sharply, causing the curls she had cascading around her face to bounce ferociously. She gave Leigh-Ann a dirty look with narrowed eyes, one that Leigh-Ann simply batted her eye lashed and smiled. When she turned her back towards her daughter once more, the smile dropped in record timing before she rolled her eyes again.

Leigh-Ann cut her eyes to the stairs to where she heard her father’s boisterous footsteps descending upon. For a moment she felt a wave of happiness and hope, wondering if he would actually stop in the kitchen. That feeling was washed away as she heard him shout out his goodbyes before taking their home elevator down to the basement level where he kept his cars. No longer feeling hungry, Leigh-Ann pushed her food to the side and slipped out of the stool, her bare feet padding throughout the kitchen and finally becoming silent when they met the plush carpet that decorated the stair casing. With her hair in a neat bun, nothing but her chest rose and fell as she took the stairs two at a time until she made it to her room. With a slam, she closed the door and slipped out of her sleep clothing and into her walk-in closet. It was pretty cold out so something with too much skin would be a nuisance. Looking through the articles of clothing, she finally picked out the outfit of the day.

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Satisfied with her clothing, she made her way to her vanity where she constructed her hair into a perfect ponytail, her natural curls giving the ponytail volume. Grabbing her purse, she opened her room door once more where she was met with her mother’s tapping foot and crossed arms.

“Where’s your sister?”
“I’m sorry, do I look like her keeper? She’s probably in her room.”

“Well she is going to be late if she doesn’t hurry up!”
“Mom. Aren’t you going to be late to your appointment?”

“Oh goodness, you’re right! You girls be good and don’t wait up for me, I will be all day.”
Leigh-Ann watched as her mother hurried down the stairs and she even leaned against the railing to make sure that the woman actually left the house.
“We never wait up, idiot.” Leigh-Ann muttered to herself before moving away from the banister to go and knock on her sister’s door.

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Location: School-Chemistry Lab
There wasn't a soul in sight at Kingdom Crest High, and that's exactly how Sage liked it. No one in the halls to make her move over and twist and turn. No loud idiots to deafen her ears, no scents of perfumes lingering from off the snobs and whores. It was absolutely silent, and it was utter perfection to her.Sage stopped at the Chemistry Lab door and placed one hand on the handle and gave it a tug. Locked. A soft huff of mild frustration left her mouth before she began to dig into her black bag. When she finished, she pulled out a key that she had made in 9th grade to the room--the school had changed it multiple times before but she always seem to make a spare--slipping it in the lock, she heard the familiar click and pushed the door open, the cool air lightly caressing her skin. She felt a chill go up her spine and she smiled a smile that was rare to the human eyes.

Other females preferred chasing males and laying on their backs--or so that's what Sage thought--but she...she got all the pleasure she needed from that one room. Once she took one step in, she had entered a field of pleasure like no other. Coal black eyes danced around the empty room to take in the beautiful beakers and vials that were clean and sterile. Walking in further, she outstretched her hand so that they could caress the familiar glass containers. Well it was the first day back and Sage didn't want to cause any trouble...yet. So she took a seat in her usual place, right in the front. Dipping into her bag, she pulled out her book on explosives--she was in the process of constructing her new gadget and it just had to be perfect-- and laid her head into the palm of her hand as she began to enjoy the solitude that would be interrupted in one and a half hours.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 12:56 am

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Groaning, Luna glared at the clock. Why must she have a brother who actually cares about school? Quieting the alarm for about the zillionth time that day, she finally rolled out of bed, throwing the sheets back into place as she threw some stuff out of her small closet at random. Dark jeans, old suede jacket heeled boots that went about to her knees. She was digging for some sort of top when she received a text message.

An on, off flame who she finally agreed with to let it drop. He wanted her to return a shirt that she borrowed during their last session together. Problem solved, grasping the button up dress shirt, she draped it around herself and tied it to expose her stomach slightly she wasn't going to make this easy for him. Clean makeup and low riding pigtails finished off the look. She was still exhausted though. Digging through her stash she breathed in a pre-educational pick me up.

She went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and grab her helmet. She ruffled Arun's head and told him to hurry up before gulping down water. She may be irresponsible that doesn't make her stupid enough to be dehydrated. Putting on the protection and taking care of Spirit's needs, she stuffed her keys in her pocket and they were off on her bike, adjusted to release less carbon dioxide and other harmful gases into the air.

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On an opposite scale from his sister, Arun was up an hour before the female became visible. He was already dressed and munching on an orange to fill him up. His outfit was much more sensible than his sister's. Long pants and a blue shirt with normal shoes that he wears year round, perfect for tromping around. His jacket was through his arms. It was kacki-ish with fake fur lining to keep him nice and toasty.

He nodded at her comment, shaking his tresses back into place and lifting on his tan backpack. He straddled behind her without a regret and waited for the engine to rear to life. It didn't take them all that long to arrive, more time than it could have but they were still on time.

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Yawning, the player stretched out of his chambers. He slipped on some sweats to spare his mother the sight of him in near nudity. He's not ashamed of himself in anyway but there was some things even he was opposed to. He grabbed some protein to keep his shape and trimmed off all the unattractive hairs that appear overnight. They are a rather large pain in the ass.

When he was all groomed up, he glanced out the window. Way to drear to waste a carefully picked out ensemble on so he just put on his old wrestling gear to show his not forgotten history. He knows he looks good even in the baggy bottoms and matching jacket. He's proud to rep his old school and his old life. The athletic put together got him excited to hit the weights. He doesn't really get much of a good work out at the gym around the corner. He's to busy being a free trainer.

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"I'm sorry, do I look like her keeper?"

With a soft moan, Jasmine rolls out of her large grey comforter and hits the floor with a nearly inaudiable 'whaap'. Gently looling her ebony haired head up from the hard wood floor, Jasmine gets a glimpse of her alarm clock. "Oh shit shit shit shit shit!" Jasmine curses under her breath, leaping to her pale naked feet, and races over to her closet where she yanks on the peices of clothing she had the sense to lay out the night before.

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Glancing at the alarm and the mirror, quickly running her fingers through her dark hair, Jasmine realizes she must have set soime sort of record for the world's fastest dress time and thanked the gods for the costume change 101 she had recieved in acting workshop in middle school. Opening her door with a slight smirk at Leigh's second door tap, Jasmine flounced out of her bedroom, past her sister and down the stairs, stopping at the bottom to glance up at her beautiful sister, perhaps the only constant thing in her life, expectantly.

"Ya coming, sis?"

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 1:22 am

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Practically every classroom was empty, no sounds, no sights, and no horrid smells. Kevyn wished that Kingdom Crest would stay like this forever. Leaning against her locker, the gamer girl had out a Nintendo Game System and was pushing furiously at the buttons. She was one level closer to beating the boss in Super Swordsman, a game she had bought with her parent's permission during the break, and had been hacking at ever since. The thing was, was that if she died in the level she was on at the moment, all of her progress would be lost, and she'd be back to square one. Luckily, she had bought a gamecard that gave her an extra two lives for three games. The card cost 2 dollars, so her mother would barely even notice the small amount of coins missing from her wallet. Kevyn nearly didn't get the coin money, as her mother grabbed her purse five seconds after the crime was committed. Any longer and she would've been toast.

Kevyn looked down at her outfit and sighed. It was something put on in the heat of the moment, and looked extremely untidy. People might get the impression she did nothing but play video games, even if it's true.

'Maybe I should go home and change....' she found herself thinking, as she had some time left before class. But then she heard an 'oof' and found that it was her character losing a life in the game. 'Yeah, I think I'll stick to this for the moment.'

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'Ne me quitte pas mon chere, ne mas quitte pas.' Frey's musical alarm clock went off, blasting her favorite French sound through the speakers and broadcasting it to the entire house. Ome by one, each body part of Freyjakiu moved up and down at a time, each one becoming less and less sluggish as the time went on. After five minutes of nonstop limb moving, the teen was finally ready to get up and start the day. Moving over to the vanity mirror in across her room, Freyjakiu made sure to rid herself of any dry saliva marks or any evidence of a crusty eye. Finishing her ministrations, she ran downstairs and greeted her aunt and uncle who were already at the table. She sat down next to her aunt and took out a roll of bread from the basket. "Morning, Don, Morning, Kelli." She adressed them by their first names as usual, with her mouth full.

"Freyjakiu, remember, you have a Student Body Meeting at 4." Said her aunt, with her mouth full as well, "You're responsible for both you and Kevyn's return home." It seemed as if her aunt accented the part that she was also responsible for getting Kevyn home. "Say, can I drop her off at a gas station and take the blame?" Her eyes were hopeful, but they knew she was joking, sort of. "No, you can't Frey. Now get ready."

Frey tossed the last piece of roll into her mouth and hurried upstairs. Looking through the endless amount of clothes that lay in her closet, Freyjakiu decided to wear one of the newest outfits she bought
over the break. After putting everything on, Frey zapped on some eyeliner and with one more bread roll from the basket she was on her way to school with a 'Bye Don, Bye Kelli' to her relatives.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 1:40 am

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Leigh-Ann was just about to knock a third time when the door was opened. The first thing she did was look at her sister's appearance by giving her the legendary Anderson check. It was absolutely annoying when their mother did it but at least Leigh-Ann didn't push her sister back in her room to change. She never forced Jasmine to be something she wasn't and plus, she like her sister's unique style even if it was something she probably would never put on. It wasn't like her sister stayed around long enough for her to even tell her that she had some crust in the corner of her eye. Nope, instead she was already at the bottom of the stairs, smiling up at Leigh-Ann who just gave her a playful eye roll as she descended the stairs at her own pace.

Once she reached the bottom, she grabbed her sister's arm and tugged her to the elevator where they stood in comfortable silence...that is until Leigh-Ann started poking her sister's side to make her squirm. It was their little thing ever since grammar school and it never got old. By the time they reached the parking garage underneath the home, Leigh-Ann was standing with her shoulders back, chest out, and head high as if she wasn't just being a playful devil moments ago.

Walking throughout the garage, her eyes scanned many luxurious cars and for a moment she stopped and placed one hand on her hip and a perfectly manicured index finger on her cheek as she tapped it twice.

"Hm. What to take..." She said before making her way over to her favorite convertible, the Jaguar F-Type S. It was her gift for her sweet sixteen and the cherry red car had a place in her heart. Wasting no time to hop in it, she beeped the horn for her sister to join her, because they both knew that two cars weren't allowed out when they both were gone, they were always forced to carpool. It didn't bother Leigh-Ann in the least bit because as she pulled out of the underground garage and drove down the long wrap around driveway, she knew that it wouldn't be her who drove into the school parking lot. When she reached the front of the gate of Kingdom Heights, she swiped her key card and watched as the iron gates slowly opened. Taking a left, she pulled over right in front of the large sign and hopped out.

"I'm trusting you with my baby, I better not even see a bird dropping on it." Leigh-Ann half joked with her sister as she held the driver side door open for her sister.

"Victor's picking me up this morning, so drive safe and don't get pulled over okay? I don't want the driving privileges to snatched from underneath me."

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 1:51 am

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Asher woke up with a groan as he saw the sliver of sunlight peek though his tacky blinds. It was way too early for his liking. 1 P.M. seemed like a more suitable waking time to him, but he needed to get Avie off to school. If he didn't, she would be late and he had no intention of getting his younger sister in trouble because of his own inexcusable laziness. Sometimes, even he was a selfless person at times. And this was one of them.

With a huff, he pushed himself from his bed and changed into more appropriate clothing and not just the pair of sweatpants that hung low on his hips. He grimaced, clearly displeased with something. It was cold inside their Pauper Court home, probably because he couldn't afford to pay all of the bills on time. He'd just have to get more hours if he didn't want for himself and his sister to be Brennan Icicles. That didn't sound very fun at all. Then again, neither did working more... He'd have to be on his best behavior.

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Avie was downstairs over the stove with eggs frying in a pan. Asher could smell it as he made his way down the cold stairs that stung his bare feet and creaked beneath his weight as he descended to enter the kitchen. It was a good thing Avie could cook. Otherwise, they'd both go hungry. Actually, it was just good in general that Avie was there. She was the only to even remember to go food shopping in the first place, so without her, he'd be royally screwed. He raised an eyebrow at her as he sat at the table, only to get an eye-roll in response form his younger sister.

"Hey, you got legs. Use 'em and get your own damn food," she laughed. "I'm no maid." This made him smirk. Such a charmer she was...

With a tired expression on his face, he pulled a cigarette form his pocket and lit it, placing it to his lips before he released a cloud of smoke, it's murky tendrils polluting the air in their small home. Avie made a disgusted expression and walked over to the table with her own eggs and bacon, delicately pulling each morsel of food to pieces before placing them in her mouth. As weird as it sounded, people who picked at their food bothered him, but he made no remark. She was one of his few allies and he wasn't going to temporarily burn that bridge today by pissing her off just to tell her he hated the way she ate food. It sounded a little ridiculous as he mulled it over, chuckling at his own poor temper. He got up to get his food and the pair ate for what was only a few minutes before putting on some decent clothing and making their way to school, despite his reluctance.

School meant facing people... And Asher, well, he hated people.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 2:46 am

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Waking up to the bright sun light through the transparent curtains was annoying and a hinderance to be woken up by. He groaned a bit hiding his face from the light by his pillow as he put the covers over his shirtless chest. He heard the sound of two familiar elders trying to wake him up. He wished they had an off button at times. Victor got up and slowly made his way to the bathroom located at the end of the hall. When his foot touched the cold wooden floor he had goosebumps already wanting a shirt to cover his naked chest. He scratched his head yawning as he opened the door taking a small glance at the mirror. He started doing a normal morning routine brushing his teeth, washing his face, and putting on some clothes he found in the closet. After that he quickly walked down to the living room which was connected to the kitchen being able to see everything. His grandparents worked still and they still lived in their young 60's. His grandmother smiled at him so dearly as his grandfather chuckling at a cartoon he loathed so much.

His grandparents were just a happy bunch. Victor picked up the toast eating it quickly reminding himself that he had a girl to pick up. "You sure do like her, don't you?" His grandmother asked with a smirk of hers. "I guess." He said leaving with a wave of his hand. He went to Anne, his motorcycle he worked with his grandfather in his 17th birthday. Anne was his only and only thing he worked so hard on. He would be torn if it broke or got trashed on accident or purpose he'll get mad. He got on and drove off to a place he wished to live.

As Victor drove to the place filled with the rich and beauty he thought about a few things. He wanted to work so he can get some cash. Or at least something to keep his grandparents from working too much. He loved motorcycles so the thought of working at a garage shop passed and he grabbed it thinking hard. As he got back to reality he drove off as Anne gave out a nice purring sound he found fond of. As he got there he got all the guards eyes. He smirked at them waving oh-so-kindly. He spotted a familiar girl and drove right in front of her.

"Did I take a while sweetheart?" He asked being a bit of a tease. Victor's first crush was Leigh-Anne for a reason, she had sense. She wasn't a dumb ass who does shit just cause she has reasons. She also had power but that thought never passed his mind and he would like to keep it that way. But there was always a misfit that always caught his attention at times.

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The sound of light footsteps entered the room. The foot steps were audible and was moving towards the curtains. The sounds of the curtain opening up letting the sun in made Melissa hissed at the sun light like a vampire. The maid smiled at her knowing the consequences but Melissa let her go since it was very improper for an honor student to be late. She stretched her arms all the way. She yawned rubbing her eyes to awaken. She stared blankly at the wall of a painting she made in the 8th grade. Her parents weren't impressed but it was good enough to be kept in the house since half of her art were trashed.

She got up and put on her house slippers avoiding the fact she has to step on the cold floors. She shuffled her way to her bathroom which was connected to her room. She glared at the mirror possibly making the mirror break. "I get to see the sluts and fake barbie dolls." Melissa said to herself in hate for all the girls in the school besides the guru's. She had a strong hatred for every clique besides her's since they were nothing compared to her. She brushed her teeth and washed her face. Her face was clean but it wasn't attractive since she never put make-up on her face. Other girls does another and she does this. Melissa got out of her bedroom entering the room again putting on clothes that were unattractive making her stand out to be humiliated by everybody.

Melissa went downstairs noticing her parents got there before she did. She sighed of agony and in pain and walked past them but nothing pasts their eyes. "Melissa, eat." Her mother commanded with a strong firm voice. She sighed and sat down and took a bite of bacon and toast with a sip of milk. "Done." She said not even eating the rest. "Good enough." Her mother said letting her leave. Melissa dashed out of the room and left the house. She unlocked her B.M.W that she got for her sweet 16 which was a bummer. She never liked cars. Cars kills dogs. She entered the car and left the estate.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 3:05 am

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Last time Jane ever had a Quiet Morrining was yesturday after her Mother got home from work and did not bother to wake up and yell about her little brother's screaming.It took a few minutes for the Brunette to Actually wake up, her eye lashes glued shut and irritated by any type of light that some-how invaded her Personal Space.At moment's Jane wanted to fall asleep in the Bath-tub or Just not even bother to get up.but Her father was stingy about this so Arguing with him would only get her grounded."Where's my Mascara?...." she looked around causiously Eye's wandering for the Bottle of Black goo.Only too Realize Her 5 year old Grummy Annoying brother was Giggiling while painting his eye brow's with the Makeup.
She gasped and scolded him silently."Logan! Oh my god You are going to get in big trouble hand me my makeup!"

Her eye's Seized once her Phone wen't off with it's annoying Alarm,Not going to be a good day,like every other day since Highschool or her school career started...Actually sratch that Her Kindertgarten years we're good they actually had naptime and gave you snacks if you did'nt have any.Now she was stuck being half asleep and awake and not to mention starving because she was either too lazy to put money in her Lunch account or too lazy to chug down a energy bar for Breakfast.Unlike the Pretty model's on Tv who woke up gracefully with pretty hair and perfect faces.Ate a decent meal and actually got a good morrining and goodnight by they're parent's.

It didn't matter anyway's...Jane Threw numerouse shirt's around Undecisive about her clothes.
"No....No....No....Ew No...." she frowned this word of "Screw it" popped out her mouth as she tossed on some sort of Shirt

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Jane would've killed to have been born with Thinner leg's and a more patete body.instead there we're Lumps and frumps or Curves she never grew to like.There was no point in wasting her time,The 17 year old grabbed Her Messanger Bag only to exit the house to head for her bike.No she didn't have a Car either only Because Her parent;s didn't trust her to have one at the age of 16 so they promised to give her a Car by her 18th birthday,Or somewhere around this year.So until then she was stuck riding Her bike.Rusty Dark blue Old with a Brown little basket in front to place her bag.

Of course senior's would laugh at her on the way to the school.But after a while you learn to say fuck it and move on.By the time Jane had already eaten half of a Cheese stick she was Hauling down the side walk with her bike.On her free time's Jane would ride her bike around the Rich neighbor-Hood and look at the houses.and wonder what it would be like to live something that huge.she never said her parent;'s didn't have money they we're fairly average but Instead of getting a bigger house they bought a smaller one cause Jane and her little brother we're the only ones living in the house as children.and even Jane wouldn;t be there that long.

She remember'd a Time where she rode her Bike in the rain,No one bother'd to give her a ride.Why would they? they had better thing's to do than worry about a Adolesent teenage girl who rarely ever got along with anyone and at time's kept to herself.Jane was the girl who alway's said."Nothing ever bother's me. I don't give a flying fuck leave me along ect..." when truthfully she cared as much as a freshman did about fitting in.she never felt right anywhere she wen't Unless it was the Library where she could hide herself behind the Book shelves and or find Secluded room's to sit and read.Class-room's we're awe-full Stinky student's with nasty attitudes or so much estrogen and Testosterone Building up it Practically made her ClausterPhobic.

And then again you would think Jane was this Whiney I feel bad for myself character.She's too Aware of her surrounding's that bothering to try anymore was just her Motto.including ever getting to know someone Intimately because they usually liked someone else or that person liked them as well.Then there was the Typical I have a Bf Gf orThe Gay excuse.Not only has that one been used on her several time's.but when she does hear it.it only lowe'rs her expectation'sof how she see's other's.Jane Had been spacing out fairly too much on her own account that when the Green light's for the car's to move on By hadn't come for realization for the Teenager.was how she slammed her break's on and watched her bag topple over onto the ground Spilling her book's Paper's and Perfume's everywhere."Great Fucking great!" her voice hissed in the air as she dropped her bike to pick up the Bundle of Homework she was given the night before.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 3:23 am

EYREE SUTHERLAND

Eyree was always up before the sun; it was a habit one got into when you were in the military. By five in the morning she had rolled out of bed. By 5:15, she was starting her morning yoga, and at 6:30 she was in the bathroom, the sink splattered with purple hair dye she had done the night before. She grinned at her reflection in the mirror, noticing the long fluorescent violet hair she had carefully done the night before. It would definitely be a shock for the people of Kingdom Crest, since before the Christmas break, Eyree had looked the golden lion of the Kingdom, all sandy-colored hair and golden skin. But the purple contrasted nicely with her dusky golden tan skin and cerulean gaze. The woman grabbed her spray bottle filled with rosemary and lemon scented water. She was a firm believer in never showering in the morning. What was the point when you were only going to get dirty during the day?

By 6:35, Eyree was floating down the stairs of her empty house, ponytail swinging lazily behind her. Her parents had been scheduled an assignment and had left late Christmas morning after a brief exchanging of gifts. There would be none of her father's cooking this morning, or heated banter in Arabic with her mother over their cups of steaming black coffee. It was odd. She managed to find some leftover griddle cakes and, after a minutes of throwing things about the kitchen, she found a decent pot to boil her oatmeal in. After fifteen minutes of banging around in the kitchen, Eyree had managed to scarf down a bowl of oatmeal and berries and the remaining bananas on the counter, knock back a cup of black coffee, and was currently licking a spoon of peanut butter. A gymnast needed her protein, after all.

There was gymnastics practice after school today, and she hadn't bothered to find something to wear. Instead, she had dressed in a dark purple [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] and black [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]. The purple was fitting, she thought with a lazy grin. Purple was the color of royalty and what better color to celebrate her return to the gymnastics squad, this time as the captain? She had practically led Kingdom Crest's gymnastics squad to state titles the past three years she had been attending the school. Plus, it was a few shades darker than her freshly colored hair and brought out the bright blue of her eyes and the gold of her skin. And then there was her trademark leather sandals and her sturdy, military-issued, camouflage-print canvas bag, big enough to carry her school textbooks, a change of clothes, and the remainder of her gymnastics equipment that wasn't already in her car.. Leigh-Ann had teased her more than once about her boring choice of footwear and constant toting of the camouflage-print bag around. But she was the military brat, wasn't she?

At 6:55, she was backing out of the driveway in her towering metallic gray SUV. It wasn't a fancy car or even all that expensive (except when it came to gas). But Eyree and her parents had always been about functionality. Their small house was sparse when it came to furniture; it got tiresome toting around a lot of furniture when you moved as often as the Sutherlands did. So the car they had gifted their daughter on her sixteenth birthday had been all about functionality. It was humorous, however, to see someone as small as Eyree driving a vehicle as big as her SUV, but Eyree had found multiple good uses of the gigantic vehicle. The memories of a few brought a contented smirk to her pink lips. A short ten minutes later and she was pulling into the sparsely populated parking lot. It seemed not many people were here yet, even though school would start in just an hour. The tiny fairy hopped down from her vehicle and marched her way to the steps. She was expecting Leigh-Ann to show up any minute now.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 3:50 am

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Location: Victor's Motorcycle/Kingdom Crest High

The sound of the familiar purr and the disgruntle grunts form the guards caused Leigh-Anne to switch her attention to where the small commotion was coming from. Before she could contain it, a smile broke out against her striking features, causing her cheeks to rise and her eyes to flash with joy. Unlike most girls that Leigh-Ann knew, she wasn't boy crazy. Sure over the past four years and Kingdom Crest she had flirted here and there but never did she take anyone seriously--that is until she started flirting with Victor. It started off innocent enough during a class they shared together and somehow it seem to blossom into something serious and before Leigh-Ann knew it, she was a taken woman. Now to say that she was "in love" was just plain wrong and to say it was her first crush, was a lie too. The two of them just had a connection, it probably stemmed from the fact that Leigh-Ann was no slow leak and Victor wasn't a push around. They understood each other in a sense and Victor seemed to get that there was more to Leigh-Ann than shopping and cheerleading.

Once she made sure that her sister was in the driver's side, Leigh-Ann closed the door and tossed her purse into the back, she would get it later. With her flawless smile still in tact, she gave a wave to the security guards that were stuttering out a refusal to her actions, but what could they say? She was an Anderson, and no one dared told the Anderson's what to do. Once she made it over to Victor, she didn't reply back to him until she was securely seating behind him with her arms around his waist and her legs positioned around him, thankfully for her kickboxing gave her legs enough muscle to keep her grip.

"You took long enough, never keep a lady waiting." Leigh-Ann commented in a playful manner before he took off. As they drove along, she found herself burying her head into his back to keep the cool winds from hitting her face. It was early in the morning and she didn't have the time to put on her make- up so her bare face had to take the beating of the weather. Contrary to popular belief, Leigh-Ann didn't wear gobs of make up and most days she went all natural due to the fact that she actually liked to flaunt her flawless skin--one of her shallow traits.

By the time they had arrived in the parking lot, it had to be at least five minutes to seven because Leigh-Ann saw a familiar grey SUV parked in the student parking and Eyree was Leigh-Ann's personal clock since her friend always showed up at the same time. Her assumption was right because she saw a figure with bright violet hair walking up the stairs and she instantly knew that no one else had the balls to pull off such a color other than Eyree. Not waiting for Victor to even shut off his bike, Leigh-Ann hopped off before giving him a light peck on the lips, a signal that she probably wouldn't see him until lunch time before she jogged lightly in her pointed pumps until she was close enough to slip beside Eyree and link her arm through her friend's. The two girls were completely opposites when it came down to appearance and it was obvious that they were not really part of the same “group” but that never mattered to Leigh-Ann since Eyree was the only girl that she could actually confide in about everything, even her shambled family life.

“Having a Lion’s mane wasn’t enough for you?” Leigh-Ann teased as her free hand went up to toy with some of the vibrant violet strands in her friend’s hair.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 5:02 am

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Victor chuckled lightly at Leigh-Ann's high power by name. It was funny how they acted when the security guards completely accepted him just by her approval. He looked away and saw Leigh-Ann's sister. He wasn't friends or enemies but acquaintances and he likes it that way. He doesn't want shit spilling out already, especially by Leigh-Ann's parents. He felt her strong grip around his waist not saying anything about it. She was sure strong but he hoped she knew who was the strong one in the relationship. Victor loved being strong and having a girl stronger than him was humiliating, especially for his grandfather. Although he didn't mind Leigh-Ann's strength since she doesn't beat the shit out of him if he ever leaned on her.

He chuckled and looked back at her, "Sorry princess. I'll try to be on time." He said with a teased voice. He started the motorcycle leaving the rich estates. As he drove off it was more comfortable for him instead of a place with high security watching his every move making sure he wouldn't rape her. He thought it was stupid. Rich people weren't weak. For instance, Leigh-Ann. Victor didn't like it when people judged him because he lived in a poverty place. It was disgusting and pathetic but they fear him since he lived there. It was just a judgmental stereotypical thoughts that society now-a-days give to people. Victor hated society now-a-days. It's demeaning and it pisses him off whenever someone see's him and they already think he's a mugger.

When he reached at the school his girlfriend already spotted a friend leaving him. It was quite normal and he didn't really care. Before he could kiss her she left off with her friend. He sighed disappointed. Since Leigh-Ann was popular she had much more power than him and people expected her to be with her kind. It doesn't bother him that much that much like it did before. He parked his motorcycle in a shade so no bird shit doesn't hit it. As he got out he saw a familiar face picking up paper that was flying around the place. He picked up a near by paper walking towards the girl holding it out for her to take. She was the one that caught his eye many times before but the realization hit him that she was over with him.

The thought of that made him smile a bit. He hoped she would be at least gentle with his oh-so-poor-heart. He gave the paper to her since he was getting impatient. He glanced knowing Leigh-Ann was busy talking. He smiled at her without her knowledge and looked back at the clumsy girl. He looked at her hair. He was confused not knowing it was either blonde or brunette or a mixture of both. As a guy he wouldn't know this. "Nice hair, no wonder it makes you stand out, misfit." He said leaving her behind to pick up the rest of her papers.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 12:20 pm

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Jane's Home-work paper seemed to be flying off in all sort's of direction's as she stomped on a few peices of paper rather irritated.It wasn't long before she had tried to claim her Chemisty Home-work until some fleshy hand's reached down to pick them up.Instantly she straightend her back like a cat would.when startled,Victor Gonzales...Picking up her paper?
it sort of irritated her he must of thought she was this sad ditzy girl who couldn't hold her own.
Quiet embarressed for herself He had handed her a peice of paper with this look of Impatience.
If he was going to come over here and help he shouldn't even bother to use that facial expression it was ...upsetting and a bit rude.

Jane was confused but it seem's she had been putting too much thought into this like usual,
What practically forced her to almost crack a smile was when he complimented her hair. it was the tightning of her stomach and how he was actually bothering to use his eye sight for once.
but it didn't seem long before she could even responde he practically blew her off like she no longer existed leaving her behind to pick up the rest of the paper's.under her breath she sneered a comment."Why the hell did i ever like him..." she frowned that seemed to sour her mood as she threw her books and paper's in the bag and tossed the messanger bag back into the basket.

When she had come close to the school where she could chain up her bike and head inside.she needed to stop off at her chemistry class and hand in the paper's she worked nearly 3 hours on, only because her mom made her do it. In all honesty Jane wasn't a smart cookie and this was where she was actually doing her home-work.But since it's senior year and she need's the credit's then she' need's to do her Homework.On her way in grumpily ignoring any-one who even looked at her.She caught a glimpse of a famouse popular girl she alway's seemed to wow her with her Non-Imperfection's it was like looking at art.

"God i wish i had her Body..." she pursed her lip's forcing herself to turn away from Leigh-ann
while digging in the relentless bag of nonesence and useless paper's.In some attempt to keep her mind busy Jane left her bike and headed into the school building Lugging her bag on her shoulder to find the class room,and then head off to the Library.realizing no one was in the room at the moment Jane decided to head to the Library and sit or relax so she could finish the book she was reading which happend to be "World War Z" yes she is the girl who goes to conventions dressed as a zombie or has a dad who own's a Hummer with the sticker on the side."Zombie killer" which is why she never want's her parent's driving her too school it's embarressing when she show's up anywhere.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 2:53 pm

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Light leaked through the blinds and into Michael's room. He moaned and rolled over, stuffing his face into his pillow. He didn't want to wake up. He didn't want to go to school. He just wanted to sleep. His alarm went off moments later, annoying the blonde teen even more. He reached out his hand and searched for the beeping alarm clock, eager to shut it up. He finally found it and smashed it with his hand continuously, waiting for it to stop beeping. After hitting it about 8 times, it finally shut off.

Michael moaned again and turned over so that he was laying on his back. He opened his eyes slowly and stared up at the white ceiling. The light kinda bothered his eyes at first, but he got used to it. Sighing, he sat up and then stood up lazily, yawning and stretching.

He walked over to his bathroom and looked in the mirror, frowning at what he saw. His reflection stared back at him; messy, blonde hair, droopy eyes, a lazy and tired expression on his face, black pajama pants and a bare chest. Michael rubbed his eyes to get his vision more focused. He looked at himself again and still frowned. Sighing again, he closed his bathroom door and took a shower. When Michael was done taking a shower (also having washed his hair), he got dressed and then walked back into his room and looked around for his school books (not that he had any other kinds of books). He picked up the scattered books and notebooks, pens and pencils, erasers, his ipod, and some other things and put them into his black school bag. He picked up his bag and slung the black strap over his shoulder, exiting his room and closing the door behind him. When he got downstairs his sister, Annabelle, was already eating.
There were some pop-tarts in the toaster, probably Annabelle's, and when they popped up Michael got them out and immediately bit into both. "Hot!" he exclaimed, trying to hurry and swallow the pop-tarts that were currently burning the inside of his mouth.

"Hey!" Anna said, slapping Michael's arm. He stared at her for a moment, and then blinked. He shrugged and made his way to the refridgerator, earning a glare from Anne, who was now putting more pop-tarts into the toaster. By this time Michael had finished eating the stolen pop-tarts and pulled a carton orange juice out of the fridge, pouring a full glass and gulping it down, putting the empty glass in the sink and rinsing it out, not bothering to put it in the dishwasher.

He walked to one of the chairs at the table and grabbed his school bag (he had left it on the chair when he came into the kitchen), slinging it over his shoulder. "See ya," Michael said, waving and exiting the house, feeling Anna's death glare on his back as he left.

When Michael arrived at Kingdom Heights, he realized how nervous he actually was and wanted to disappear off the school grounds at that very moment. His eyes wandered around and he could pick out the major cliques--and even the small ones.

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Celestial was awoken by her alarm clock to start her first day of school, the school she had been attending for two years. Celestial remebered the two years back when she first received the news from her parents that they were moving. She was devastated. Celestial didn't want to leave her school or the friends she had grown up with. She was the captain of the cheerleading squad also kept a 4.0 GPA. She was born a smart girl, she was gifted. She was well loved around her school. She fit in all the social groups and was never teased. She had an easy life. When she learned of the move she realized that she would have to start over a new life at a new school. Of course upon her arrival she would try out for the cheerleading squad, and try to at least fit in--which is exactly what happened.
In fact, Celestial made it into the Beloveds. It was a clique that didn't exist at her old school.

She had dragged herself out of bed and headed straight to the shower to help wake herself up. After an hour later, she had fixed her hair, put on the outfit she had picked out the previous night, and finished her makeup.
Her breakfast consisted of a bagel and a small carton of milk which she finished in the 5 minutes driving to school in her Mercedes. When Celestial arrived she looked around for her clique.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 6:30 pm

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Sam was vaguely aware that it was so early in the morning. Then again, he didn't really care. He had shit to do and he was going to get it done. A hundred bucks were on the line if he didn't pull through and he'd be damned if he let that slip through his fingers. Speaking of fingers... his deft digits glided over the smooth keys of his laptop at top speed as he finished hacking into the school's online grading system. He didn't usually prefer to do such underhanded work, but if he was getting paid, everything was fair game. It seemed that everything was done online now.

Not that Sam was complaining. It made it all the more simple for him to finish what he needed to get done. It was almost pathetic how everyone in society seemed to depend on technology. It was going to bite everyone in the ass sooner or later...

Now, changing an F+ to an A- was risky business, so the kid was just going to have to settle for a C. It would be less conspicuous that way and the teacher probably wouldn't even think twice about the change. They'd probably just assume that they put in new grades and that it wasn't a big deal. Simple. At least for Sam it was. He exhaled deeply as he typed in a long-ass code to cover up his tracks. No one could follow the hacking back to him and he wouldn't get into any trouble.

With an exasperated sigh and a smug smiled, he punched the enter key with his forefinger and leaned back into his chair, crossing his arms behind his head. Finished.

"Well," he mused to himself. "That went well."

And with that, he grabbed his backpack from the floor, flung it over his shoulder and made his way to school. Thankfully, his dad left the trusty old Sedan, so that meant Sammy boy didn't have to walk today. Oh, joy.

He swung open the car door and slipped inside. Probably a good idea to get to school on time.

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Jasmine nods twice slowly and batts her long dark eyelashes twice to show understanding of her sister's request. 'Well no fucking duh.' She thinks mentally, fighting the urge to roll her eyes at her perfect sister. Not that she would have noticed. By the time Jasmine looked up from her lap Leigh was already gazing out towards the gate at her boy toy and tossing the keys aimlessly in Jasmine's direction. With a devilish grin towards the clearly distressed gate guard and a teasing revv of the fast car's engine, Jasmine pulls away from the gate and towards the school, taking care to go a different route than Victor, the last thing she wanted was to see her sister being all gooey.

Swiftly picking up her usual parking spot, Jasmine glances at the spot next to hers expectantly, where Sam usually parked. 'He must not be here yet...' Jasmine assumes lightly making her way towards the front of the school and entering the giant doors to the rumbling sound of the first day of school.

To: Sammie
From: Jazz

Hey Bro! You're not gonna skip out on the first day are ya?

Message Delievered Sucessfully: 7:45

Jasmine sends her buddy the message before making her way towards her assigned locker, quickly putting stashing away her unneded supplies and guitar before loooking down at her schedule for her first class.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 8:25 pm

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"Don't you give me that shit about paying after school because I know it's not fucking true!"

Jacob rolled his eyes at the yapping landlord's wife, moaning on and on about how nobody pays for their rooms anymore, and how freeloaders like him were what's wrong with the nation. He couldn't say he disagreed. Simply turning his back to the crabby lady and climbing into his seriously beat up truck. "Evict us if you want bitch, but you know you aren't going to milk any money out of anyone besides us for that shithole." Jacob called from the window of the truck watching the woman's face go pink. "Why you little fu-" But Jacobb couldn't hear her now, his eyes turned over his shoulder as he listened for a moment to the roar of the engine.

It only took about 15 minutes to get to school, which wasn't a bad commute for a pauper court kid. He was out of the truck and swinging the keys around a strong hand in a moment's time. "Hey! You! Asshole!" Jacob turned his head to face the familiar greeting, an eyebrow raised in mild response to the flailing blonde haired bimbo behind him. "Where'd you get your licencse?! A cereal box? You took up three fucking spaces!" That's when it occured to him. This girl must be a freshman.

All of the rest of the attendts of the school knew better than to mess with him. With his usual intent and broad pace, Jacob is at the girl's side in an instant. A long pause settles over the two of them as he looks with muted and amused anger at the girl. "How about you leave the driving to the men, barbie. If I recall correctly there's a mirror somewhere inside the building, and that should keep you entertained. Now run along before you hurt youself."

The girl didn't need to be told twice. At a surprizing pace for a girl in 6 inch platform heels, the barbie enters the building, leaving Jacob alone in precious silence. With a sigh, Jacob turns his dark gaze towards the building's entrance and begins to make his way over. This was going to be a fantastic year.

He could just tell.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 8:44 pm

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There Goes the Bell!

Date: January 7th

Time:8:00 A.M

All Students should report to their first class (it does not have to be the first class on your list) any students who are not in their first class by 8:010 A.M. will receive detention!

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Wed May 15, 2013 9:02 pm

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Location: Chemistry

Sage had been so caught up in her reading that she didn't even notice the sounding of the bell at all, it was the sound of the Lab door swinging open so abruptly that caused her to look up from her reading. Coal black eyes watched with bored curiosity as students filed into the lab, some with groans and other with laughter that could cause glass to shatter. A soft sigh left Sage's lips as she placed her index finger on the line she was on and drew a small dot beside it before placing her metal bookmark on the page and closed the book with reluctance. Everyone knew that the first day back meant that they would be assigned partners for their end of the year Lab, and that meant that Sage would have to work with someone.

Not that she minded entirely, it was fun to have a companion to experiment with but she seemed to always get stuck with the snobby ones who knew more about applying make up and showing skin than chemical equations which usually resulted in Sage doing all the work--there was no way she was going to watch her grades suffer because of some bimbo who was more concerned about her looks than her grades. Hopefully she would be paired with someone who understood like Alison, or even Sam--though she wasn't certain if they even had some of the same classes, which was odd since they usually conversed before the break ended about such matter but it seemed that everyone was wrapped up in their own little world this vacation.

So she would just keep her eyes trained on the door to see if anyone she actually would enjoy working with would walk through the door but as more and more seats filled up, Sage began to feel a wave of disappointment though with her blank eyes and poised posture, it was hard to tell that anything was bothering the raven haired girl.