School of Rockstars (Accepting)

[1Forrest1]

Kiyomi rolled her eyes, she picked up the water and tipped it over on Marylin "Nahh, I don't feel like it. But fine you can stay here and I'll go sleep in your bed." She said and yawned herself. Kiyomi placed the glass on the table, she picked up her room key and left without another word. Kiyomi quickly walked down the halls and towards the famous people's dorms. Her eyes narrowed as she could tell which one was which. Kiyomi lightly shook her head as she looked at all the expensive stuff "I bet you the school bribed them to come here" she muttered moodily to herself.

[lola843]

Fei sighed as she walked down the pavement to her new school. Her sandals made a slight patter as she walked along. She shook her head "why am I here" she mumbled to herself narrowing her eyes. "Oh that’s right" she said glaring remembering her fathers words "You need an attitude adjustment" is what he told her Fei shook her head. There was nothing wrong with her attitude she was just a normal rock star... That is if rock stars can be normal. She though chuckling to herself she rolled her eyes and continued walking. Before walking into the building she checked her clothing making sure everything "works". Fei had on a leather jacket: http://s4.thisnext.com/media/largest_di ... 43DDE9.jpg underneath the jacket a white tank top with studding by the neck faux leather leggings, a pair of strappy sandals and Ray Ban aviators. She smiled to herself "perfect". She walked through the doors to what she thought was the rock star side but as she walked down the halls she realized she was in the wrong place as everyone was well “normal looking”. She quickly turned around to run the other way but stopped herself this could be interesting she thought as she walked down the hallway checking everything out with a stupid grin on her face.

Brett walked silently down the hall a wide mischievous grin played across his face his phone was buzzing like crazy with texts of girls he was "dating" none of them he was actually really interested in they were just... his play toys. He hadn't really found anyone special since Charlotte and he didn’t feel like getting serious with any of the girls who swooned over his every move. Brett shook his head and placed his phone on silent though it still insisted on vibrating like a possessed fish out of water. He ran his finger through his spiky hair making it stand on end all the more. He shifted his duffle bag over on his shoulder. His solid black converse were squeaking over the linoleum floor. Brett glanced down at what he was wearing a plain dark grey short sleeve shirt and loose fitting jeans with a chain going from the front to the back. He smiled to himself as he walked down the hallway to the rock star dorm everything was so luxurious and expensive looking All this stuff wont look this way for long he thought thinking of all the insane party’s he could throw here.

[Queen of Spades]

Olivia stepped into the room, and had resigned herself to putting away stuff when Marylin had pounded on the door. She didn't bother really listening to their conversation, but she did hear the last part. When Kiyomi walked out of the door, Olivia ran over to the door as well. "Don't leave me... alone...." She muttered, sounding hopeful, even though Kiyomi was nowhere to be seen in the hall. She didn't quite like the looks of this guy... She just sighed, and slumped back to her bag. She took off her hat, and put it near her bag. Her medium length black hair tumbled out as she did so. "Not to be rude or anything, but I'd kind of appreciate it if you left." Olivia muttered. "But, I guess you could stay if you absilutely had to... I guess..." She had no clue why she was saying it. Oh well. He just seemed like another guy like her dad and fourteen year old brother. So she would handle him the same way.
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Nikki nodded, and picked a bed on the left side of the room. "Ah, the name's Nikki. Nikki Sixx." He said with a light grin. "Nice to meet ya Bill." He told him, then opened the suitcase. He started tossing various clothing items on the bed, sorting them. He glanced over at his room mate occasionally, then watched him leave the room. He didn't respond to most things Bill had muttered. Once he was done sorting his clothes, he grinned in triumph, then started to fold them. They were thrown helter skelter in the suitcase, so they were kind of wrinkled....
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Pat stepped back from her belongings as she finished floding and sorting. She piled them up at the edge of her bed, then walked out of the room, still singing, though now softly, and under her breath. It's not that she was embarrassed, she just knew that some people in the world probably wouldn't approve of her singing loudly in the halls. She had no clue where she was going. She was... walking. That was about it. If she happened up on the other side of the building, so be it. She was currently bored out of her mind.
((Gonna be gone for the rest of the day and part of tomorrow. Please don't go too far.^^))

[Sacred Sin]

"Thanks for the cheerful and sincere greetings everyone." Van replied sourly to empty air when no one even poked their head around the corner at the sound of a new voice. "I can tell already this is going to be a very long year." Sighing and running a nervous hand through her white blond hair, she hitched the duffel bag onto her shoulder and began to head towards the sound of voices, some feminine others masculine. She wondered what the other rockstars here looked like. Did they slather themselves with stage makeup like Kiss or were they more refined with highlights and dark eyeshadow and liner like she was.

"The abyss stretching before me, but will I fall? Hold me, love me, tell me that you'll be my dim sunshine. Cuz my heart is breaking and time is wasting. Those words will shatter me. Before I'm gone! Before I break! Before I bend! Tell me. Your wicked smile, flashes through my mind...." Van pursed her lips, trailing off as her vocals filled the corridor she was in. She imagined the heavy base guitar of the song and rapid drum beat. It was one of her favorites. Sighing, she found her room and knocked on the door. "Anyone in there?!" She called, banging her slender fist on the glossy wood. "I don't feel like digging through all of my crap to find the key."

[1Forrest1]

Kiyomi gave up on trying to find Marylin’s room. It would take forever with all these famous people’s around, and on top of that, Kiyomi probably wasn’t even allowed to be down this part of the school. Kiyomi’s hand formed into a fist as her teeth clenched together tightly “When I get back, that jerk better be out of my room!” she hissed though her teeth. Kiyomi calmed down a little, she ran her hand though her hair and slowly started to try and find her way back to the ‘normal’ kids dorm.

Kiyomi stopped when she heard singing, she blinked a few times and walked down another corridor, her eyes landed on Van. Kiyomi blinked a few times as she listened to her sing while she was hiding behind a wall. Kiyomi lightly shook her head, “I better go” she whispered to herself as she started to walk the other way down the hallway. Kiyomi smiled to herself as she reached her door, she pulled out her key and slowly opened it. Closing her eyes as she entered "You better not be here Miss Police Women" she warned as she slowly made her way to her bed side table. Kiyomi dropped her keys on it, although she missed and they landed on the floor.

Hayley heard a knock at her door, she frowned and stopped playing the guitar. Hayley stood up and walked to the door, running her hand though her bright orange hair. She slowly twisted the door knob and opened it, blinking in confusion at Van. “Are you gonna be my roommate??” she asked, holding the door a bit more open for Van. Hayley didn’t wait for an answer, she just guessed. Hayley walked back to her bed and sat down, she picked up her guitar and started to play it once again.

[Sacred Sin]

Van put on a warm smile--the best she could muster after her sour mood--and blinked for a moment, feeling as though someone was watching her. She had twisted around to look at a vacant corner with suspicion when the door in front of her opened to reveal a pretty girl with bright orange hair. Van liked her, immediately. She didn't seem nosy and anyone with awesome hair like that was alright in Van's book.

"Looks like it." She said, ambling in and scrutinizing her new living space. It was nice; she'd give it that. Throwing her black duffel bag onto her assumed bed, she glanced over at the girl again. "My name's Vanessa Black, but you can call me Van." She extended a hand with another smile, hair a little wild after all the times she ran her hand through it. The smoky blue accents made her dark eyes pop and made her skin seem so much paler. Ice queen; that was what they had called her in middle school.

"Hey, you're pretty good." Van said, watching Hayley play the guitar.

[1Forrest1]

Hayley smiled as she kept playing “I’m Hayley Williams” She said politely. “And thanks” she soon added. Hayley placed down her guitar, she hasn’t even looked around the room herself. Hayley just wanted to go back to her own home. Hayley stood up. Hayley looked at Van once more “Dang girl, you get a tan” She said and frowned. Hayley always speaks her mind, that’s why most of her friendships get broken, even before they start.

Hayley sat down on the couch they had, she looked at the big screen TV and sighed again. Hayley didn’t feel like watching TV at the moment, she was just testing out the couch. Hayley looked over her shoulder at Van “So, what do you do??” she asked referring to vocals, drum guitarist, that kind of stuff. Hayley’s dark brown eyes narrowed softly.

[*Skylar The Plant*]

Bill let out a small sigh and put his hands on his hips. He brushed his fingers through his frizzed up hair as he looked around the hall, maybe he should try to knock on someones door? He sighed and went to a random door and knocked very lightly, a small nervous frown on his face as he put his hands on his hips again. He narrowed his dark brown eyes, they were lined with eyeliner, making them look narrower. His hair was a deep black with blond streaks through it, every hair stood on end. He was very thin and didn't look like your typical German guy, his voice was very deep though, and was thickly accented. It did marr his words when he talked, but not when he sang, he barely even had an accent when he sang. He let out a small sniff and waited.

[Sacred Sin]

Van paused the process of running her hand through her smoky blue and white blond hair with an absentminded smile. "Well, I have to keep my image don't I? My skin is pretty pale; I'll admit that, but I like it that way." She said, sitting on the bed and cocking her head to the side, finding it amusing that Hayley was so straightforward. "You certainly don't beat around the bush, do you?" She laughed, shrugging a little and beginning to unpack the things from her duffel bag.

"I'm a singer and lyricist, though I can play a good amount of piano. When I was little, my mom wanted me to be a "proper" lady. Doesn't look I turned out that way, huh?" She chuckled, glancing down at her ripped and faded jeans, paired with the slitted black shirt she was wearing. "I guess that's what happens when you become a rockstar." She grinned, and glanced around the room, finding a spare dresser and strolling over to it, humming to herself.

[*Skylar The Plant*]

Bill frowned as no one answered and he opened the door anyway and blinked a few times, they were obviously rockstars, he saw two girls, oh crap! He'd just let himself into a girls room! "Oh umm, sorry sorry" He said quickly and held up his hands as if he were about to be shot, his dark brown eyes were a little wide. Bill, you're such a bloody idiot! Dunkoff! He swore at himself in his head, using his favorite German swear word, he sighed and his shoulders drooped slightly as he waited to be yelled at, he ran his fingers nervously through his frizzed out back hair.