JAYASHRI BHATTARAO
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(heir of india - seventeen - bisexual (closeted) - female - location; entering the dorm - tags; open!)
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(heir of india - seventeen - bisexual (closeted) - female - location; entering the dorm - tags; open!)
- jaya could not believe what was happening. to have to leave her home and go to some school off in europe had to a punishment for something she didn't even know she had done. it was a horrible, dreadful thing- not to mention she disliked most of europe. every time she had visited the weather had all but killed her. she had all but begged to not go, her mother would never allow that. every compromise and bargaining chip she knew, she tried. but nothing had worked and she'd been escorted to her private jet.
each moment of the plane ride and drive she tried to figure out why it mattered at all. but orders were orders, so here she was, and as her escort pulled up to the school, she checked her makeup one more time in the car window. the bruise she had earned herself just a few days before was still covered nicely. with that checked, she exited the car and headed inside, dragging a huge suitcase behind her, head down as she checked her room assignment on her phone.
NOSIYWE LESEDI IHEJIRIKA
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(heir of botswana - eighteen - bisexual - female - location; dorm area - tags; open!)
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(heir of botswana - eighteen - bisexual - female - location; dorm area - tags; open!)
- les was unsure of how long she had been asleep, but before she knew it, she was past africa, the ocean, and suddenly in europe. she could not believe her eyes, everything was so.. gray. but that was fine! she just needed to get used to things, everything was different now. especially being shipped off to some boarding school only a few months after she'd woken up. so the first thing on her list to do, well, more of her parent's list to do, was to see her guidance counselor. since apparently she was 'behind by three years' and there was only so much a couple months could help. especially since the first had been mostly about therapy and actually trying to walk.
now she sat in the dorm area, toying with her hair, head back against the wall. she couldn't believe she had to have that schedule.
it felt like she would never have time for anything but school. the stress of it was going to give her a headache, and she pressed her fingertips to her brow for a moment before relaxing. head dipping to look over the schedule in her hand.
ANGELO GENOVESE
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(heir of italy - eighteen - pansexual - male - location; dorm area - tags; open!)
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(heir of italy - eighteen - pansexual - male - location; dorm area - tags; open!)
- angel truly did not mind that he had to go to this school. but honestly, he did mind that it was because his royal generation was apparently 'too wild.' to him, it was just adults being afraid of change and as leaders, he had hoped his parents could understand that but it seemed he had been wrong. it had been something he had thought about the entire short plane ride, concocting strategies on how to change his parents mind. it was for nothing and he knew it, it hadn't been the first time, especially since his.. nights have been less than stellar as of late.
angel opened his eyes as his car came to a stop, the driver looking back to check on him. their eyes made contact and he recognized the guy who often found him when angel was out past 'curfew.' god, the guy was probably sick of seeing his face. with a quick nod, he exited the car, mind half thinking about how he would miss italy more than anything. the other half was on how he'd miss his freedom most of all.. the night lights, the best food in the world and anything he could ever ask for.
after the driver pulled out his suitcase, all expensive leather, angel headed inside. he had to admit, it wasn't the worst place ever. it was made for royalty after all. not as grand as a palace but it was close enough, at least the letter said he wouldn't be sharing a room with anyone. that would have driven him up a wall. he soon made his way to the elevator after dodging a throng of other heirs- all looking as either lost, as he felt, or angry.