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Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Sat May 18, 2013 4:41 pm

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Location:The Hallway-->Nurse's Office.

When the bell rang droned out into Leigh-Ann's ears, she was still sitting own in her chair with her arms crossed underneath her chest as people began to file out. The primped beauty wasn't in any particular hurry to go to her next class; Chemistry. A theatrical sigh left her pout lips before she allowed her exquisite frame to move from the chair to the door of the classroom. She simply stood there, blocking the rest of the students in who were trying to get out as she scanned from left to right for someone she would actually be interested in talking to. It was the striking red hair that caught her eyes and just before anyone could mumble out a complain behind her, Leigh-Ann guided herself through the crowded hallway.

It didn't take long for people to actually move out of her way. It could have been the defined clicking of her heels that signaled her arrival, the overly confident air that seem to radiate off of her, or it could have possibly been the simple fact that if someone was in her way Leigh-Ann would simply extend her hand and push them out of her way since she didn't like to be bumped or even touched by strangers. The thought made Leigh-Ann shudder inwardly but externally she simply rolled her eyes when someone she pushed aside looked back at her like a confused and hurt child that had just been told they couldn't have a snack before dinner.

Now the hallways were clear enough for her to walk without bumping into anyone--since most students had moved to either the left or the right side and kept the middle free--Leigh-Ann had no problem walking up to Celestial and tapping her on the shoulder while giving her a immaculate smile.

"Walk with me. We're going to be late to next period. I need to stop to the Nurse's Office, Victor is in there. How do I know? Because that's where he always goes to take a nap."

She didn't even wait for Celestial to even respond before she continued walking her usual strut down the hall, her eyes looking straight ahead as if she saw no one around her, no one that was worth her sight's time.

"So tonight we will be meeting at the lounge and we will be inviting Avery, yes Avery Brennan so I need you to locate her by lunchtime and bring her to our table. Oh, that reminds me; I forgot to bring lunch today so I will be leaving school this period to do that and if you want to ride you can just know that you will be missing class if you do. I'm sure I can talk to the teachers so it won't mess up our attendance."

Leigh-Ann didn't even need to look back to see if Celestial had caught everything she said, she knew that she did. Out of all the Beloveds, Celestial was by far the closest person to Leigh-Ann in their clique. Not only was she capable of holding a conversation that didn't have to involve fashion, she was basically like a personal secretary to Leigh-Ann who knew more about her than Leigh-Ann did at times.

With all of her constant talking, they reached the Nurse's Office rather quickly. Opening the door to see a nurse sitting at the desk, when she saw who had entered she gave a stuttered hello that Leigh-Ann returned in such a delightful tone that she let her right back to where Victor lay resting. Looking at the sleeping male, Leigh-Ann did an eye-roll before leaning down just inches from his face, her cool breath caressing his lips. As her eyes slowly studied his face, she parted her lips so that he could hear the next thing she said.

"Boo!" Instead of a sultry and hushed tone it came out quickly and almost ear deafening to a person who was so close to her like Victor.

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Location: School-Chemistry Lab

When Keyvn said that fake class was too juvenile to her, Sage simply stared at her with her curious large eyes and tilted her head to the side with a slightly raised eyebrow. It didn't seem juvenile to Sage....possibly when she thought about placing a microscopic explosive inside so when Sage demonstrated the glass breaking it would cause a small explosion. Nothing too serious, but enough to excite the class--well she would be excited at least.

I suppose causing an explosion at school wouldn't be the best option. Sage thought to herself as the bell rang out to end the class period. It dawned on her that she had probably stared out into space for the rest of the time, for she had no recollection of what the teacher spoke of and when she looked back at her desk, there sat the homework assignment for the night. Without a word, she packed up her belongings but she didn't budge from her seat as everyone departed since her next class was in the same room. The faintest smile crossed her face as she gloated silently on how she had her two classes in the same room back to back, a Chemistry student shouldn't be in Forensics Science, they should always be a semester apart, but with her soft voice and mentioning to her mother that it was her "passion", she was able to have her cake and eat it too. Turning her head to Keyvn and Sam, she gave them a faint smile and a wave of the hand to signal that she would be staying in there and of course, that she would see them at lunch. For someone who didn't speak, her actions spoke volumes.

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Lisette's perfect pale pink lips pucker into a frown at her fellow harlot's observation. "Am I that obvious?" Lisette asked with a soft attempt at a lighthearted laugh. The very thought of the mean spirited message from Sarah made Lisette want to curl up in a corner of a sock drawer and cry for months. 'Nobody understands my soft little girl' Lisette fails to block out the memory of her crooning father's words. 'Nobody understands just how much she's willing to harm herself to make others love her.' Lisette opens her eyes from the dark memory to the sight of her handsome friend's face.

"You wouldn't believe the message I got in my last class, Dreck. It was horrifying." Lisette explains softly, mildly uncomfortable discussing herself considering her little practice. A faint blush of embarrassment colors her bronze cheeks. People weren't used to her talking much. She was probably annoying her friend.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Sun May 19, 2013 12:08 pm

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Location: Walking Around Hallways
Thoughts: "Hum~ What to do now?"
Pre-Calculus didn't last very long, well considering how she got there really late it obviously wouldn't last long. The bell rang for the next class but gave Serenity a couple minutes to go and talk with others. I wonder where everyone else is... Serenity was thinking about her friends like Luna, Dreck, and Jasmine. She got up from her desk, leaving the classroom and decided to go walk around the hallway.
"Hmm~" Serenity sighed in a bit of the Singy song kind of tone in her voice. Serenity was so bored at the moment she just wanted something to pick up her rushed morning.
"So bored..." Serenity groaned.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Sun May 19, 2013 2:36 pm

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When the new guy came and began speaking with Melissa, Arun just smiled and broke off. Digging his hands in his pockets, he wondered what to do next. His American Lit teacher allowed much more wiggle room. He probably looked rather bored expression. He saw the back of Serenity's head going the same way so he merged with her.

"Morning." He states from her left. He easily adjusted his steps to match hers without much thought. He looked over noticing that she appears more rushed than usual. "Late start?" That's the only thing he could sum it up to. But if she didn't want to tell him that's fine.

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Dreck smiled at her worry. Being transparent was not an asset when you're the center of rumors. "Only o people who actually know you." He assures placidly. His arm moved to her shoulder to allow him to mess with her hair gently. Not to mess it up just to busy his hand in a inoffensive way.

When mmed when she explains. "Jealous bitch." He sums p. He gets hate mail all the time. Everything from 'You are a whore' to more planned out 'You're a manipulator and a cheater who will never honestly amount to anything. "Happens all the time when you have talent, looks and receives as much attention as we do." He shrugs, a downside to being awesome. He wasn't annoyed with her hesitation everyone hits it occasionally. "But just make the message prove to you that you're the shit and she has no life other than trying to make others feel bad. Which is pathetic quite honestly." He nods.

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Jasmine tapped a light rhythm on her well defined cheekbones as the teacher droned thought the last of the class. Like always, the first day classes consisted mostly of a course summary rather than any actual content. Jasmine wiggled in impatience. What point was there in attending the stupid classes if nothing was going to be taught? The ring of the bell revived her from her stupor and she kept to her feet, swinging her bag over her shoulder and stealing a glance at her phone. With a small smile at Sam's message, Jasmine shoots him a quick reply

To: Sammie
From: Jazz

Whatever stops the tears at night hon. How was first period?

Successfully Delivered @ 10:15

Jasmine then made her way into the hallway where she immediately spots her friend Serenity's lost expression. "Looking for some company girlie?" Jasmine teases as she approaches her fellow musician. With a small easy hearted smile Jasmine looks the girl over. "You look like you just came out of math class! Are the hallways really that boring today?"

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Lisette nodded in acceptance of her friend's words, it was unlike her to not immediately accept whatever is said as fact. After all, what reason could a boy have to lie to her? Deciding to change the topic, Lisette pokes Dreck's side playfully, her famous brilliant and sweet smile dancing along her bronzed face. "So how was first period? Fall head over heels for some perfect barbie girl yet?" She teases softly, her vivid eyes alight with mischievous humor.

In the meantime, Lisette decided it was best to simply power off her phone for a while. She could live her life through the next period without the plague of mean spirited texts from Sarah and really didn't want it confiscated anyways. Hopefully her friends would understand her momentary lapse in responses.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Sun May 19, 2013 7:04 pm

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Location: Back Stairway
Mood: Amused
Status: 'Is That-? Please Tell Me It Is'

Jacob waves distractedly at Luna who appeared to be leaving the school, not that he could blame her. This place was a prison. Perhaps he would have dwelled longer on the concept if it weren't for the remarkably alone and moody Melissa passing him on the stairway. This was too perfect of an opportunity to pass up.

With a broad, wolffish grin plastered across his face, Jacob pursues the stewing shrew at a reasonable distance, waiting with little patience as she enters the bathroom, only to absolutely crack up at the sight of a prideful intellectual striding about with toilet paper dangling from her shoe. No longer bothering to be discreet, Jacob approaches the stewing Melissa who was leaning against the hall.

"That's a new look for you Melissa. I'd be embarrassed for you, but it's an improvement, really. Got any for your face?" Jacob sneers at the girl, who is then approached by an equally nerdy looking male. "Oh, don't let me bother you 'Lord Of The Flies', I'd hate to interrupt this little date."

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Sun May 19, 2013 7:31 pm

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Location: Hallways
Mood: Spaced Out
Status: 'Why Are Drive Up ATMs In Brail?'

Brendon roams the hallways aimlessly, his hands passively tucked away into his pockets. He had been worried about the first day for some time and he had yet to make a single friend. Not that he had expected bucketloads in the first hour, but his kind personailty usually permitted a few kindred souls even in new places.

Not that he had really given many the opportunity to befriend him, his shyness beginning to peep through in his interactions, Brendon had spoken very little during first period, and even less before school. Turning a corner, Brendon observes a massive and broad tattooed boy sneer at an obviously bright girl. The scene was far too familiar, with a pained grimace, Brendon remembers the very reason he had to move from his last school.

"Hey man, just leave the lady alone. What do you have to prove through picking on someone you obviously deem as less socially adequate than yourself?" Jacob stares at the gutsy new kid for a moment, his dark eyes gleaming with a sort of terrifying rigor that frankly made Brendon want to wet himself. But surprisingly the large high schooler simply turned on his heel and walked away, turning around a dark corner. Turning to the two high schoolers, Brendon laughed nervously. "Holy shit. Is that meathead ACTUALLY adolescent? I didn't know that high schoolers came that big."

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Sun May 19, 2013 9:39 pm

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Location: Chemistry---->Halls
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Sage gave a nod of her head to signal that it would be okay to go on without her, as she was going to stay here in the Lab. "Whatever floats your boat, milady," Kevyn bowed and shouldered her messenger bag, "I'll see you at lunch, bro." She nodded to Sam as well and moved out as quick as she came in, with the speed of a cheetah. Kevyn didn't take out her game in the hallway, she only played it near her locker for safety precautions. She then saw the Badass leader, Jacob, fall in and tease Melissa and some other kid. Kevyn hated this type of thing, she hated it with a passion. She was about to step in and defend her friend/leader's honor when some other guy came and did it for her, making Jacob move away from the scene.

Kevyn grinned gratefully at the kid, it was nice that someone didn't let bullies get full reign of the school. She was also astounded by the kid's spunk. Either he was new, which was a reasonable guess to make since she's never seen him before, or incredibly brave to mess with the Badass clique leader. She hated to admit, but he scared the shit out her and she hated it even more than she hated the fact that gamecards were oh-so-expensive at the mall.

Not that it mattered though, she was terribly rich.

She took a stand next to the guy and, hearing his sarcastic but true comment, Kevyn sniggered loudly. "I'm pretty sure that's what days skipping out on school to beat up people do, they build abnormally large muscles," she made a gesture that made it look as if she were choking someone. "Strangulation really helps the arms loosen out," a smirk formed on her face and grew out into a smile.

"But, I'm pretty sure Dentt'll have it out for you by the end of the day so watch out, he'd either beat you himself or get one of his cronies to do it, he is the Badass clique leader," she didn't say her cousin would be involved, for Freyjakiu were asked to participate in any violence, she'd either make an excuse to not be involved or try to talk it out. Her coolness contrasted somewhat with the flaring group she was a part of, and Kevyn's short temper contrasted with her calm and somewhat collected peers.

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Location: Hallways
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I swear on my skinny jeans this school will kill me. In Lit Analysis, Freyjakiu had forgotten to take half of her exams before the break. She was either absent, or truant practically every single exam day and did not make up her work. Well, it seemed as if the teacher caught onto Frey's pattern of exam exemption and told her to move to the back of the room, grab a pencil and sheet of paper, and do all of the exams she missed, even the ones with an official exemption. It's not that the tests were difficult, they were easy since she did scan through the material before break and still (for some reason) had it fresh in her mind from before. The thing was, was that her hand had started to cramp within ten minutes of the test taking and she had to take five minutes out of her routine to rest it. Even after the resting, her hand continued to cramp and she was very very annoyed.

As soon as the bell rung the teal haired girl sprung out of her seat and lobbed the completed test packet to her teacher whom glanced upon it with a satisfactory glare. Her black booted stomps kind of completed the halls' loud chattering, general merry making, and gossip, as there was nothing better than a frustrated girl to add as a side dish.

She wasn't going to fucking Public Speaking. She would go to Forensic Science, she definitely would, but fuck the Public Speaking thing she didn't need none of that. Instead, she spotted her fellow clique member Luna amidst the other faces in the halls. Looking at the direction Luna was walking towards, Freyjakiu could immediately tell that truancy was what was on her mind. Falling into step with her, she grinned roguishly. "Skipping class are you? I've had a rough time last period, so I'm going to tag along." She didn't give Luna the option of asking her to leave, she gave her only two answers. 'Yes,' or 'Sure,' but then again, she wouldn't argue if Luna did decline.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Sun May 19, 2013 10:25 pm

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Location: Rooftop/Hallways

"Whatever," he mumbled noncommittally.

Asher cast the Badass a less than amused perked eyebrow. Asher boy.... What trash. But he refrained from making a comment and cast his attention exclusively towards the canvas he placed before himself just a few moments ago. He wasn't one to sketch. Too predetermined and dull for his tastes. As he was for most things, he acted on impulse and if his hand decided to make a stroke towards the left when one would be more likely to swipe in the right direction, so be it.

His luminescent blue eyes scanned the currently blank canvas with intensity. Some may call it passion, but passion was for pussies.

And believing things are for pussies is of Badasses, he silently rationalized, scolding himself for his own though processes. He refused to be anything relating to any specific clique. Sure, he was deemed a Misfit by default, but he never cared much for titles of any sort. He'd socialize with whomever he wanted, when he wanted. A stupid high school hierarchy was not going to sway his actions in any way, shape or form.

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For the rest of the period, Asher painted furiously on the once naked surface. Bursts of yellow hues contrasted the starkness of white and soulless blacks that adorned the page. Beautiful and seemingly ominous was his typical style. It held a deeper meaning and expressed the inner workings of his own mind that were otherwise a mystery to the rest of the world, a reflection of himself.

This painting in particular, was a depiction of his mother: a mess of a woman who had her own darker inhibitions (or lack thereof) to blame for her destruction. The yellow represented the happy lifestyle she turned away from once her occasional vice of smoking morphed into an addiction, involving serious drugs. Truthfully, he was surprised the woman was sensible enough to agree to go to rehab to fix herself. Perhaps with this reformation, her sunny happiness could be within reach if she turned away from those shortcomings...It was a touchy topic and Asher would divulge in nothing more.

Asher's Painting:

Staring at the painting, he dolefully picked it up and by doing so, contorted his features into an expression of pure disinterest in anything and everything. No one needed to see into his rather difficult life. He left the other supplies on the roof. Someone else could clean them and he wasn't going to carry evidence everywhere. He may not care about actually missing a class, but dealing with the school faculty's repercussions was something he would prefer to avoid.

With an inaudible grumble, Asher made his way to his next class, Fine Art. It was the only class he actually somewhat enjoyed. All others, he merely tolerated or disregarded entirely.

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Location: Hallways

Sam felt his phone vibrate and lazily took it from his pocket, sparing the screen a cursory glance before grinning. What a sweetheart.

To: Jazz is my bitch <3
From: Sam the Master

Ouch. Get that comeback from a Snapple cap?

Message sent @ 10:18

He sent the message with lightening speed and yawned, reminding himself of the way a lion would roar. I am pretty comparable to a lion, he mused. All kick-ass and manly and shit. He was only kidding of course. He might actually have shot himself if anyone suspected any seriousness in the random thoughts from the mind of one Samuel Matthew Lewis.

Sam wondered the halls in search of Jasmine. As his dark eyes scanned the familiar faces of the hallway, they landed on Jasmine with a startling halt. She was talking to someone... Serenity? At least that's what he thought her name was. Then again, that was just a guess. A very random one. With another grin gracing his features, he walked up from behind Jasmine and leaned against the lover with mock sex appeal. Clearly his throat, he attempted a smolder and spoke in a much deeper voice:

"Come here often?" he asked jokingly. He winked at her and gave a grin and an acknowledging nod to Serenity as if to say 'What's up?'. "And in case you lovely ladies weren't aware. These hallways are never boring when I'm here."

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Location: Hallways

Avie was walking in the direction of her locker when she witnessed Jacob Dentt harassing poor Melissa Yale. Surprise, surprise... It seemed that the very admirably intelligent girl was once again the butt of his jokes. Avie had nothing against her. In fact, she envied the girls intelligence with respect, but that didn't stop the jibes from other students that was for sure... One would think that the normality of such comments would deter any other bully from feeling the need to do so. Unfortunately, that was far from the case.

At least, there was someone else there to stick up for her. Avie had to smile. it was some new kid she had never seen and yet, she already had a profound respect for him for challenging the resident Badass. She'd have to introduce herself later. She liked making friends and since she was new about a month or two ago, having another ally couldn't hurt.

With a gentle gait, Avie walked past Jacob and offered an amused smirk. "Careful, Jacob. Keep picking on her like that and people might think you have a crush on her." Not once did she spare him a glance, merely kept her quickened pace with eyes focused forward in the direction of her locker, where she stopped and opened it to pull out a few books.

Next class was Journalism. Her favorite of the day. She smiled at the thought of it.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Sun May 19, 2013 10:58 pm

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Location: Nurses Office
Status: Awake to having some fun~
Thoughts: "Well, hello~"
As Victor was in a deep sleep he groaned a bit hearing the sound of a familiar girl and the nurse talk. He felt the heat from her face touching his. His hands slowly moved closer to the edge of the bed wanting to pull her in. But instead he got a BOO! He jumped a bit inside no expecting the loud BOO. He smirked with his eyes closed grabbing her unattended hand and pulled her in the bed alongside him. In the end Leigh-Ann was on top of him. Victor chuckled a bit. "Scared me there a bit princess." He teased her a bit by calling her princess. To him she was his princess. She was like a princess and it suited her more than any other girl around.

He pulled her next to him kissing her on the cheek. "So how'd you find me here? Lucky guess? Last resort? Girlfriend senses?" He asked giving her the benefit of choosing. "Not like I don't want you here. Cause I really want you to be here." Victor said pleased that she found him. He really didn't like being with people but she was an exception like any other crush. "So since you're here wanna skip the next class and stay here and sleep with me? I won't take your virginity so I hope that kind of lessens out the rapist status for me." He said. Everybody thinks that he bangs girls and leaves them like dust. But for the record he only did it once when he was drunk before he was dating Leigh-Ann. Not like she needs to know that.

Victor closed his eyes for a second and looked at Leigh-Ann. He smiled and looked at her lips kissing it softly. He would do so much but he knows how she reacts to those kind of things. It was cute but it made him feel like the bad guy so he restrained himself most of the time with Leigh-Ann. But sometimes restrainers are useless and every girl wants to be comforted by somebody. He touched her warm cheeks and moved his face closer to hers. "So wanna stay here?" He said in a seductive voice trying to make her stay with him.

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Location: Hallways
Status: Irritated
Thoughts: "Fucker..."
As Melissa smiled at Michael's fist warning lucky her got bothered by Jacob. The idiot of idiots, the one that every girl wants to be fucked up by. Her eyes glared at him stepping in front of Michael. His comments only made her annoyed. "Just leave us alone. We don't want trouble, especially from you." She glared. Before she could say anything else another party joined. He seemed witty. The fact he stood up for Michael and herself made her better but it also made her feel like the damsel in distress. But it scared off Jacob so that was all that matters. "Thank you but we can handle ourselves." She said.

She took Michael and they left the mysterious savior. "Who was that?" She asked. She thought Michael would know him. She bit her lip once more looking back a bit but looked at Michael. "What clique is he in? He seems too stupid to be in ours since he did stood up for us. No one usually does it. I mean we are fish bait to people like Jacob." She said. Melissa walked alongside Michael as her shoulder brushed against his. She smiled. She had this small kind crush on him. She didn't know why but she just did.

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Jasmine's bag vibrated mercilessly, and she turns her cool gaze towards it, her smooth hands caressing it's insides until her slender fingers reach her phone. Smiling at the text, Jasmine shoots her closest friend a lightening fast reply.

To:Sammie
From: Jazz

If by snapple cap, you mean my mind, then yes! >:}

Sending-

Not a second after she looks up from her phone, Sam's smolder voice sounds from behind her, causing a goofy grin to dance, uninvited, across her face. Whirling on her heel so that her long time friend may fall under her cool gaze, Jasmine's silly grin is replaced by that of a young swooning woman, her long ebony eyelashes batting in faux coquettish-ness. "Oh, Serenity, don't look now but the hunk is totally eying us!" Jasmine pretends to whisper to her friend. "Quick, act cool."

With a small laugh at the game she only hoped Serenity was understanding, Jasmine struck an ultra sexy pose, exposing a better hidden tattoo, and then returns her pretty gaze to Sam as if seeing him for the first time. "Oh, I didn't see you there." Jasmine says in a tone slightly above a sultry whisper.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Sun May 19, 2013 11:49 pm

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Dreck rolled his eyes slightly, figuring that she's going to think what she will. It is the truth that she's the shit though. If she wasn't he would think that she's boring and hardly give her the time of day. He scoffs slightly at her question. "Oh yeeeaaah. You know me, give me a fake stereotype and I'll be drooling like a dog to a jar of peanut butter." He sarcastically responds, doing a little dance with it. It's highly well known that he doesn't hold interest for fake girls. If he wanted to fuck a doll he would go to a sex shop and buy one.

He caught the motion but didn't point it out and instead put on a falsetto that always makes them feel better. "So besides that slut bothering you, are there like any hot guys?" He bats, in full on girly gab mode, he even swaggers like he carries curves and does feminine hand motions.

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Almost out the door, Luna glances over as Frey falls into step with her. the senior shrugs, made no difference to her either way. "Going to the tattoo parlor." She informs, smirking. Well this makes her little break much more entertaining. "Besides, it's not skipping if no one gives a fuck." She throws a wink, striding to her bike and stuffing art supplies in. "If you want a helmet, there's Arun's but it's probably too big and won't be much help anyway." She didn't bring hers today as per usual. There's no greater rush currently than speeding down the road with no protection, sober.

Whether the other female wanted it or not made no difference as she hopped on and purred the beast to life. The Harley vibrating pleasantly and informing basically the entire school of their departure. Loud pipes save lives man. She cruised to a specific front a few miles away. She knew the guy in charge so can get a discounted price, free if it's small and no ones looking.

When they walked in the dreadlocked artist grinned, walking up and giving her dabs. "My company become more enticing than school." He teased, wiggling his eyebrows. "Oh you know it big daddy." The raised hippie taunts, playing in. "Ha, well lucky your here. Just hired this new piercer and gotta see if she's any good. Mind being a test subject?" He inquired.

Tapping her lip, Luna glanced back at the teal female beside her. "If me and my friend get whatever we want for free and a guarantee that a part of our body won't become paralyzed." She tossed on the table. "Deal, now back there and get whatever." He tapped her ass as the went to the back room.

The heavily inked female was up first. "Corset piercing on my back with black ribbon. Get it as complicated as you can." She stripped off her top and lied down like a pro. Luckily the final protect wasn't trashed.

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Watching as several people swarmed Serenity, Arun noted that it seems as though whenever he approached someone today everyone else had the same idea and soon followed him. Thus leaving him left out and a bit ignored even though he was the first one there. Shrugging, he broke off from the dilly dallying and looked around. Maybe it would just be better for him to go to class. This whole socializing thing isn't working at the moment.

He nodded, going forward even though he didn't actually want to. He might want a good reputation with the teachers but not as teachers pet with no life. That isn't very useful in high school. University is when being the favorite is vital.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 20, 2013 12:00 am

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Location: Nurse's Office

Leigh-Ann got just what she wanted out of her little scare tactic, to get Victor Gonzales to jump. Of course she knew he wasn't really afraid of her, just a bit shocked that he received a loud "boo" instead of perhaps the kiss he was expecting. At the sight of the smirk on his face, it had to be contagious for Leigh-Ann found herself returning her own playful. smirk just as her body found its way on top of his. Now to say she was perfectly comfortable with this position would be a lie, but she wasn't too uncomfortable that she wanted to slip away from his grasp and find herself standing at the side of the bed once more. "Scared me there a bit princess." For some odd reason, those words made Leigh-Ann's smirk turn into a luminous smile. Victor was the only one to call her princess, and perhaps it was the simple fact that it was the nickname her father use to call her right up until the age of twelve when he became so absorbed in his finances, side whores, and his empire that he barely had time to even call her by her name. So the nickname always gave Leigh-Ann a warm feeling that seemed to show on the apples of her cheeks just as he placed a single kiss there.

"It must be girlfriend senses, I can always pinpoint your location. You're too easy." Leigh-Ann teased before she slowly moved one hand to rest in his dark tresses. Slender digits caressed the smooth hair as her eyes traveled down to rest on his face, studying his every detail. As he continued to talk, her eyes couldn't help but wander down to his lips as each syllable was pronounced. With a slight tilt of her head, her ponytail fell over her shoulder. The hand in his hair tightened only slightly as he mentioned he wouldn't take her virginity. The smile on her face quickly vanished and was replaced with furrow brows and frown. Leigh-Ann hated when he bought that up. She wasn't sure exactly why she clammed up when they became intimate, but whatever the reason, she didn't like it to be broadcast out loud.

"God, you have such a big mouth why don't you tell the whole--"

Her words were silenced with a tender lips to her soft lips and in that moment, she decided that it was best to have this conversation, another time...another place. She may have squirmed about when it came to almost anything sexual, but she could never deny the feeling of the warmth of Victor's lips against hers. When he broke away from the kiss to cup her face, she gave a soft groan of protest. His low and seductive voice wasn't helping her desire to lean back in to claim his lips with her own and for a moment she simply stared at his lips before letting her eyes travel back to his set of eyes. She opened her mouth to say something when the late bell rang out, signalling that class had already started.

"Well. I guess one miss class won't hurt...but I don't want to sleep, let's go somewhere."

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 20, 2013 12:20 am

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Location: Forensic Science

As soon as the bell rang out, Sage let out a soft sigh. It wasn't that she didn't want the next class to begin, but she was just beginning to enjoy the silence of the room once more. Sage never ventured out into the hallways if she didn't have to and by the sound of the commotion and the familiar and barbaric voice of Jacob Dentt, she was glad she didn't have to. It was odd to her that he actually picked on the intelligent ones--the Gurus. Whenever he would come over to harass them, Sage never spoke a word and simply stared at him with the the look of pure disappointment or as if he wasn't even worth muscles in her voice box. Shaking the bully from her mind, she prepared herself for the small flow of students to come. Not many took this class and the ones that did, usually dropped it in the first week.

As she sat there waiting, the teacher entered the class to only stop in his tracks and look at Sage. The color from his face drained as if he had just seen a ghost and this caused Sage to tilt her head to the side so that she could stare at him with her large orbs. A faint smile began to cross her face as the man stood frozen in absolute shock...or perhaps it was fear. It was apparent that he was not expecting to see her there...for he was the teacher that requested that she would not be allowed to take any classes that involved any types of handling with dangerous equipment or chemicals. He requested this because he had been inside the Zachenburg's home one evening when Sage had just finished stuffing an animal, however to his horror the young girl had blood smeared on her work apron. When he asked her how that happened when the animal was already dead, she simply raised a brow and asked "Who said it was already deceased? I like to get them as soon as rigor sets in..and you we all know you have to be there right after the killing for that."

Of course Sage was just joking but with her soft voice, large eyes and having a monotone effect in her tone of speech, the teacher took it seriously. Now, who was she to correct the teacher? Sage liked the little game of having him petrified of her, even if the reason was quite morbid, but everyone had their filthy secrets, didn't they? Just as students began to file in and pass the raven haired girl, she leaned her body close to the table so that she could rest her elbow with ease as she raised her slender index finger to her mouth. The teacher's eyes grew wide in fear as she gave him a silent shush, causing him to hurry to face the board to busy himself. Satisfied with his reaction, she dropped her hand back into her lap with the other, waiting for her delightful teacher to tell them what they would be learning about in Forensic Science.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 20, 2013 12:40 pm

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Location:Hallway
Jane couldn't disgress the opening thought that ran through her mind.usually she would be contempt with how she was feeling but now she was not soo sure.this sence of annoyance tunneld through her like a train as the bell rang for second period to start.and off she went to creative writing. tossing her journal into the messenger bag.her mom spent about 50 dollars on it for her birthday considering she did not get a car last year.

Without intentionally knowing that she had dauntlessly forgot she needed to drop off her herbal tea Medicine in the nurses office.since her acupuncture doctor had suggested she take a dosage of the distgusting powder 3 times a day.instead of heading towards her creative writing class. she ran towards the office as if her life depended on it. Only when she had walked in on a very awkward scene that not only made her feel uncomfortable but made the room uncomfortable as well.

When the nurse walked out seeing as though Jane awkwardly maneuvers passed Victor and Anne swapping spit to exchange her powder for the nurse."do you think you can hold onto this?" The nurses eyes boggle on the Medicen unsure if its some sort of drug or something that actually helps a teenage girl who has T.T.M. Jesterly did she ask of it was drugs."you sure this isn't pot? Y'know they did pass the legal rights for owning drugs but handing it off to an adult-" Jane cut her off."No it's not pot!"

The nurse exerted her look at Jane "you sure? What happens if I smoke it i won't get high right?" Jane looked at her as of she was crazy but couldn't but help laugh a bit."no wait..and why would you smoke my Medicen? Really I'm telling you it's not pot it's this herbal crap my acupuncture attrition told me to take and I have to take it three times a day so I wanted to know if it was alright to hold into it" Jane took a deep breath of air.

The nurse gesturely laughed and put it up in the counter top."wrote your name down so I can give you a pass to your next class" Jane grabbed ahold of a flowery pen cursively announcing her name in the slip while trying to discard from looking at the two who had not so discreetly talked about not going to class. oh my god someone fucking shoot me these guys this entire school was way out of her league the girls were prettier and she had no place to fit in anywhere.it was like being a ugly duck while everyone else was Swan lake.mentally Jane had been crying and throwing a fit.

It explains why she has never had any type of intimate flirting,romance a boy friend or anything. She was almost 18 and still hasn't had her first kiss. Mentally wanting to punch a wall. She had instead grabbed her bag leaving the room immediately before the nurse could even give her.her pass to her next class. And now she couldn't go back in to claim the slip because it would be awkward.she stormed out into the hallway leaving any presence of her self behind,she was dumb.so fucking dumb."shit shit shit fuck! Ugh! Why did I leeeeaaaaaaave!!" She panicked ready to pace around the hallway like it would actually help.

Jane dumbly walked to her class.while texting her mom that she might get detention.only to not get a response back she turned on the stairs."I'm so screwed"

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 20, 2013 7:18 pm

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Even in the chattery hallways with screaming students Celestial could still hear the clicking of Leigh-Ann's heels. As soon as she felt the light tap on her shoulder she spun around to face the Blonde leader of the Beloveds; whom was giving her a smile that brought relief upon the ginger. It showed no hint of anger, and although Celestial had never done it before, it wasn't hard to anger Leigh-Ann. It was a passing period, so she didn't expect any talk from her. Just the usual 'walk with me' deal like last year. What she didn't expect to her was that they were going to be late. She forgot about the whole angel-faced Leigh-Ann and her way with teachers. This would show up on her record; and that scared Celestial.

The red-head was about to say something until Leigh-Ann started talking again. Avery? That name sounded slightly familiar but she couldn't quite place her finger on it. She was most definitely new because Celestial knew /of/ almost everyone at Kingdom Crest, even if she didn't /know/ them personally. Celestial just went with it though, like she always did.

They came to the nurses office where Victor was sleeping peacefully on one of the beds. Celestial leaned against the wall and watched as Leigh-Ann woke him up with a startle. He didn't seem to notice Celestial, or acted like he didn't at least because she didn't get even a glance from him. She felt like leaving the two there but Leigh-Ann had told her before to stay; which she regretted when she heard the ringing of the bell. Celestial cringed on the inside and let out a small sigh.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 20, 2013 8:08 pm

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Location: Hallways
Thoughts: "So many new people and so many that I need to catch up with!"
While Serenity was walking around the hallways, she swore she heard a familiar voice talking to her. She turned to see it was Arun, she smiled brightly and laughed lightly being to sum up her whole morning.
"Yea... I didn't get to set up my alarm clock properly," Serenity sighed. Not too long after their short conversation the flow of the students started to split, where Serenity and Arun end up getting separated and she was being pulled away by the flow of the crowd.
"O-Oh, I-I guess I'll see you later!" Serenity called out to him hoping her voice would reach him over the sound the of the students' voices.

Not too long after, Serenity someone else familiar, it was Jasmine. She placed a hand over her chest feeling a bit overwhelmed by the large amount of students trying to get to their classroom, walking left, right, forward, backwards, luckily Jasmine brought her back to reality.
"Yea class ended for around 5 minutes for me, I got to school really late," Serenity explained. "Well I wouldn't say boring more of overwhelming with all these students, if I had not heard your voice then I would been drifted away by the flow of the crowd! Haha!" She then straightened when Jasmine said there was a hot guy around, Serenity looked to see where she was looking then looked back up at Jasmine who was striking a pose. Serenity did the same, making a sexy pose and flipped her hair, half out of seriousness and half out of joking.
"Hey there~" Serenity spoke in a slightly low tone and winked at the huy, then couldn't hold the act so she started laughing.
"Hey, the name's Serenity," Serenity greeted and nodded back at him.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 20, 2013 9:30 pm

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Rose heard the bell rang but continued to sit in her seat before slowly beginning to pack up. She still had a decent amount of time to roam the halls. Her tall heels clicking as she sauntered, hair swinging. Looking to her side she sees Jacob talking to Melissa. That couldn’t be too good. It was the new kid that really caught her eye. How he stood up to Jacob , but what really surprised me was that Jacob just walked away. Hmmm I wonder what happened.

Continuing on her walk Rose’s mind wonders off to Leigh. Looking around casually she searched the halls for any sign of her blonde head. Without any luck Rose walks a little bit slower. She was kind of worried about the talk that was quickly approaching with each minute that passes by. She couldn’t stand it, she just wanted to get it over and done with, yet at the same time… she didn’t. Sighing at herself for being so burdensome. With another sigh she changes her direction and heads up onto the roof. When up there she visibly relaxes. Walking around a little bit she gazes out onto the city the sky everything around her.

Thinking about anything and everything she watches the streets below and the clouds above. Pulling out a poem book from her back she walks to the corner of the roof so she could lean against the wall as she read. Opening the book she randomly opened the book to a poem. "dare to dream, dare to fly, dare to be the ever chosen one to touch the sky" Sighing contently she did this over and over again waiting for the bell to ring. When it did Rose quickly got all of her things and head to her next class.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 20, 2013 10:32 pm

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Sam grinned at their little game and let it drop, taking on a more laid back and casual appearance. He focused his attention on Serenity with a friendly expression. "Pleasure to meet you Serenity. I'm Sam and before you ask--No. I do not sign autographs. But just a heads up: My charms have been known to woo women to the extreme, usually resulting in a coma." He winked at her and slung his arm around Jasmine when he felt his phone buzz. Taking it from his pocket with his free hand, he glanced at it and nodded.

"Indeed," he smiled to Jasmine. "Your mind is pretty comparable to a Snapple cap; It's small holds useless information and is dripping with nasty, sugary accumulation." He chuckled at her. His dark gaze scanned over her tattoo and he ruffled her hair playfully. "Oh, sexiness." Messing with friends--or, really, anyone in general--was his favorite pastime. He never took anything seriously. Except his grazdes. But otherwise, why the hell should he? Life was for living and he was going to live the YOLO life.

Just kidding, he hated YOLO.

So basically, he was just in it for the fun.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 20, 2013 10:45 pm

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Location: Hallways
Mood: Confused
Status: 'Oh-?'

Brendon watches the two students he had adressed's faces turn sour and cold comments pour out of the mouths before they both turn and walk away. 'What the hell?' Brendon wondered, mild annoyance flickering across his expression before he is joined by a unique looking redhead. "Sounds like a charmer..." Brendon noted with a smirk, his expression offering up more humor and bravery than he truly felt in the situation. What the hell had he just gotten himself into? And that was some thank you from the blonde.

Brendon pushes the thought from his head as he hears the first toll of the bell, quickly sliding into the classroom behind the redhead with a small wave before sitting in his seat with a frustrated huff just before the last toll of the bell. Well. He had still yet to make any friends on his first day at Kingdom, but lucky him, it would appear he had managed to make an enemy.

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 20, 2013 10:49 pm

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Michael's smile vanished when he saw a quite intimidating male walk up to them; heck, almost every male at the school was intimidating to him. He didn't respond to him as he made comments about Melissa and then proceeded by calling him 'Lord of the Flies.'

Michael let out a annoyed sigh but didn't say anything. His two rules in life were to shut up and not care too much. ((Will Grayson, Will Grayson Reference.)) That was basically his high school surviving guide. He /did/ care though, and wanted to say something. But before he could, another male walked up and... defended them? Relief washed over him and he relaxed a bit as the older male walked off without a word. Melissa thanked the defender for him and they walked off with her in the lead.

"I don't know about any of the cliques." he told her. He really didn't care for that matter. "I wouldn't be in one myself."

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Jasmine's beautiful lips pucker into a playful pout at Sam's words but she says little in reply beyond, "Sorry, did you say something? I was contemplating all the useless facts about fruit I hold in my snapplecap brain."

With a playful poke at Sam's side, Jasmine hears the schoolbell echo in the hallway around them. Casting wary glance at her old friend, Jasmine prepares for his quick rush off to class. 'This is what you should expect considering you're besties with a guru.' Jasmine considers darkly. 'School always comes first.'When Sam ruffles her hair, Jasmine looks back at him, her vibrant eyes gleaming with playful defiance, and she wiggles her eyebrows in her best creeper face, lowering her voice to octaves and addressing both of her friends. "You don't have to tell me, I know this look is pure sexiness on me."

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Mon May 20, 2013 11:13 pm

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Location: Creative Writing
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Kevyn laughed at the comment, adjusting her messenger bag. "Yeah, probably so." He went into the Chemistry class and she walked off in the other direction, Creative Writing. Her last assignment wasn't very good, for apparently encorporating science fiction into a realistic piece wasn't very 'variated,' of her. What's wrong with having a preference, eh? Stephen King had a preference and by golly was it an awesome one. She read the Dark Tower series and fell in love with each book, one by one. Chuck Palahniuk's Fight Club was also a favorite book of hers, but her mother wouldn't let her awatch the movie due to it being 'too graphic' for her 17 year old eyes.

Her style was somewhat predictable, and Kevyn felt that if she didn't get out of her comfort zone soon enough she'd need to squash the idea of her being a novelist. Kevyn's stories and short-stories always had a female protagonist, a male sidekick, and some science fiction plot in which the female heroine had to save someone yadayadayada. There was also almost always a twist in the middle of the book, a route she used so often that her twists weren't even twists anymore, they were just a part of the plot. Kevyn slid into the Creative Writing classroom and into a desk up front. The teacher passed a packet to every student and spoke in a clear tone. "Class, your assignment is to write a short story of your choosing. Profanity is allowed, however, you must censor out all bad words." Kevyn didn't curse in her writing, not too much anyways. "Please try to make it as unpredictable as possible, and try to take a different approach in your technique," As soon as the packet was handed out Kevyn begun, scribbling down all the ideas she has and then beginning her story.

Let's name the protagonist, Harry.

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Frey didn't like getting piercings.

Sure she had a horseshoe up her nose and a couple of other holes on her face, but she had never actually gotten a completely serious one, something like Luna had gotten just now. "Bro, I don't want nothing," her voice cracked on the last word, and she colored a bit. Then, realizing that the parlor wasn't just all about the complex things, Freyjakiu tapped her chin with a composed look on her face.

Belly Button piercing?

Hell no.

Nose piercing?

I have a horseshoe already, she thought.

How about a helix piercing?

Now I could totally do that,

She turned to the dreadlocked artist and spoke slowly. "May I have a helix piercing please?" She was very polite in the way she asked, something she had learned back home in France. Most of the times she wouldn't speak in such a way, but for some reason, she did today. The dreadlocked artist grinned widely and chuckled. "You've got a polite one here," and sent her over to get it done. The shot through her ear was quick, and the blood was nonexistent. Grinning in triumph, she hopped back over to where Luna was waiting. "Aye, maybe that wasn't so bad."

Subject: Re: [RP]Labeled Tue May 21, 2013 6:33 pm

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Location: Hallways
Thoughts: "I think we can get along great!"
Serenity liked the vibe that Sam was giving off, he seemed so friendly, if anything really boosted her mood that would be really friendly and laid back people.
"Hey Sam, nice to meet you," Serenity smiled, then when he said he doesn't do autographs, Serernity snapped her fingers, then pouted slighty.
"Oh darn... I was going to ask you for one!" Serenity joked, then placed her hand over her forehead. "I hope I don't become the next victim~ but not to worry you guys will help carry my sleeping body to hospital, right?" Serenity joked once more as she lower her hand back to her side.
Serenity lifted her head when hearing the bells ringing throughout the hallways. Class is starting... Serenity then turned her attention to Jasmine who had a creeper face on and was speaking in a low tone. She applauded Jasmine and grinned.
"Yes absolutely stunning~" Serenity complimented. "You will have guys running right towards you with that!"