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[Quackzilla!]

•~- Evangeline -~•

Evangeline heard the bell and jumped, not only from the noise but from Shawn grabbing her hand. Giggling nervously, she tugged her books from her locker and closed it, securely fastening the lock. "Shall we?" She said with a grin, tugging Shawn behind her as she weaved through the people. A few glanced over to look, but no one much cared. Arriving at the classroom, Evangeline reluctantly let Shawn's hand go, and smiled to him in an almost childlish manner. "Well, here begins another cruddy year of rumors, gossip and tests. Ready?"

•~- Randolph -~•

Randy groggily pulled his books from his locker and slammed it shut, ensuring to lock it. Once, when he had forgotten to last year, he'd come back to see it piled with 'hate mail'; basically, sheets of paper with things like 'queer' and 'fagg-t' written on them. Grimacing at the memories, Randy trod into class, sliding silently into a seat.

(( OOC: IDIOTEEEEEEQUE! -glomps- I MISSEDED YOOUU. <3
We're just going to our first class. ;D ))

[nolongeractive-]

(I MISSED YOU TOO!
)

Rodney finished fiddling around in his locker as heard the bell and made his way to his first class. History. Without picking his head up to see if anyone else was in the class room yet he immediately picked a seat in the back and got out some notes. He really didn't need to at this point because for him, educationally, his last year is going to be a breeze. But he took notes any way.

[Kryptonite]

Sheila reluctantly stubbed out her cigarette, and crossed the street to head into school, pushing her way through the crowds of jittery preps and lost nerds on her way to her locker. She pulled out a thin gray binder flled with lined paper, a sharpie, and a blue bic pen, then made her way lazily to English class, and snatched a seat at the back of the class, right before the bell rang, and immediately zoned out to start doodling from the top right corner of her binder - a fresh slate this year. By the nd of the semester, it would be filled with black sharpie lines and drawings, and stone gray patches. Fortunately, a lot of writing was also done inside the binder as well, but just enough to level out a B- average.

Jay sauntered into junior english class, behind Sheila. He felt like a total loser walking into a room full of 17 year olds, when he was already a year ahead of them. I'm trapped in this prison wether I like it or not, but it doesn't mean I have to work and follow the rules. Jay had told himself last year, and he failed the grade.
But that didn't bring him down. Sure, he didn't know the material, even though he had been through it once already, but this time he would actually try a little, and maybe take summer school if the party scene wasn't big this year.

((Hope I've started out okay? Both of my guys are in junior english :3 ))

[Hikaru Kurosaki]

Shawn smiled weakly as he was taken near the classroom. He shoved his hands in his pockets once he realized his hand was empty. He let out a lighthearted chuckle, taking time to glance around the room before replying. "Ready to get it over with..." Shawn took a seat near Rodney, and gestured for Eve to take the seat beside him.

Keegan fished out his written combination and opened his locker quickly, racing against the bell. After being certain he'd got it right, he brought himself to the first class. He took a seat in the back, hoping to avoid everyone as possible this year, unlike what he'd attempted the year before.

[iHeartOnHoliday]

.:FORM:.

Username: HeartOnHoliday
Name: Harlow Moretti
Age: 17
Grade: Senior
Stereotype: Prep
Personality: Conceited, Dislikes Children, Charismatic, Hot-Headed, Snob, Flirty, Excitable, Party Animal, Good Sense of Humor, Dramatic, Lucky, Neat, and a Vehicle Enthusiast.
History: Harlow has grown up moving from place to place all her life, and just started her Senior year at Thornhill High. Her parents, Jared and Heather Moretti, are divorced. Harlow has always lived with her mother who remains rich because of the money that [1]Jared pays her for child support(which is $5,000 per month by choice), and [2]The money she made from divorcing Jared. So Harlow has obviously had never had a problem with money. Harlow does not have any siblings, though she is a member of a large Italian family. She drives a yellow(her favorite colors are light pink and hot pink; basically the colors in the background of her picture) Lamborghini Galardo, and generally only wears clothes from Hollister and Abrecrombe; she thinks Aeropostle clothing is for poor people because of their constant sales. She refuses to converse with those who are of a lower social status, though, just like a nerd, she only ever gets A's in her classes. In her past three school's, she has been the head cheerleader for her school. She has never had trouble making friends with other popular students; in fact, in her last school(in California) everybody knew her name by third period. Harlow loves dancing, shopping, and throwing/attending parties. A lot of guys hit on her, and although it is rare that she is interested, she flirts back. However, on her first day at school in Thornhill, one guy caught her eye(I'd start rp-ing as if it were my second day at school) - Ethan Lombardi, and they are already dating.
Phone: IPhone
Crush: [Ethan Lombardi]
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Ethan Lombardi
Themesong: Sleazy - Kesha
Other: Stereotypes Suck
(I'll post Ethan Lombardi's next)

[iHeartOnHoliday]

.:FORM:.

Username: HeartOnHoliday
Name: Ethan Lombardi
Age: 18
Grade: Senior
Stereotype: Jock
Personality: Athletic, Sports Fanatic, Good Sense of Humor, Vehicle Enthusiast, Absent Minded, Brave, Daredevil, Excitable, Inappropriate, Party Animal, Friendly.
History: Ethan has lived in the same mansion in the center of the town all his life. There has never been any reason for him to move; his parents, Ian and Claire Lombardi, own Gold's Gym, meaning every single one that is in every single place all over the world, which is probably part of the reason why he loves working out, which results his amazing body. Ethan is definitely a ladies man, even though he hasn't gone out with many people. You see, he was smart; he realized that more that the more untouchable he became, the more people would want him. Another appealing thing about him is that he could be considered dangerous because of how he has never lost a fight that he's taken part in. But, the moment he saw Harlow Moretti, he saw to it that they were together. Their role's fit together perfectly: soon-to-be head cheerleader and the quarterback(jersey number 12). Ethan drives a silver Bugatti Veyron, and only wears clothes from Abrecrombe. Ethan has a nine year old brother, Kyle, to fit in with his large Italian family.
Phone: IPhone
Crush: [Harlow Moretti]
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Harlow Moretti
Themesong: Yahh! - Soulja Boy Tell 'Em (>LOL)
Other: Stereotypes Suck!

[nolongeractive-]

Hearing a familiar voice, Rodney lifted his head to see Shawn and Eve enter the room. He smiled and gave a slight head nod and small wave at the two. He looked back at his paper in surprise to find that without him paying attention he'd scribble all over his un-needed-note-taking paper. He laughed to himself at that.

[Emi Undead]

[Both accepted[:]

[Richie's Gal Forever]

((Was my character accepted?))

[ghost;]

[[Wait. Just a real quick question... have they switched classes yet, or is everyone still in the first hour? Sorry, I just got confused and distracted by other things. o.o]]