Music is Life/Anime romance/please join

[Kazza.]

Karya had her headphones on, listening to some of her favorite music; Monster by Meg & Dia, If I Die Young by The Band Perry, Malchik Gay by T.a.t.u., and the Last Ones Standing Remix by Example to name a few. She was singing to the music softly while sitting in her room when her little brother burst through the door and breaking her away from her music. She paused the music on her IPod and pulled the headphones out, glaring at her giggling brother, "What do you want!? I was busy you know." He smiled and tossed a white envelope her way, "I saw your name on it and thought you would want it. There's one just like it for Kimira. Don't worry, I didn't give her hers yet." Rya smiled and read the front, she almost threw it aside when she noticed the name on the front, Kangen Academy. Oh my god. Rya then looked up and saw her brother still standing there looking at her eagerly. She rose an eyebrow, "Do you have Kimira's letter?" He nodded and she smiled, holding out her hand, "I'll give it to her." "Fine." he replied and handed the letter over, she glanced at the name as she stood up, Kangen Academy. This is it. I wonder if we got accepted or not. As she walked down the hall to her sister's room she got more and more anxious, biting her lip. What if we didn't get accepted? What if we did? What if mom and dad decide that we can't go? What about Kasey and Henry? How will they take it? Not getting to see us for a while...

Kimira played with the piano in her room, practicing the new peice One Winged Angel when a knock came from the door. "Busy!" She called. "Not busy enough, let me in." Karya replied. Kimira glared at the door, "Why? Its not like someone died." "Someone died right now. And now. And-" "Ok, you take it way to literally. Fine. Come in."

Karya looked at the door for a moment, and then opened it, stepping into her sister's room. It was cozy, nice light colors. Nothing like Rya's own. "They replied." She said, handing Kimira the letter, "Ready?" Kimira took the letter, almost giving Karya a paper cut. She really didn't care and the two opened them at the same time, skimming them. As they read the smiles grew on their faces, and then the looked up at eachother and said at the same time, "I got in!" The two looked back down at it, making sure it was true and then rushed downstairs.

The first one down was Karya, as she should be. She was in gymnastics, Tae kwon do, AND on the cross country team. Kimira was in ballet and gymnastics, but not nearly as athletic as her sister. Both got to the counter where her mom was working in the kitchen when Kimira noticed she still had the letter in her hand. "We got in!" Karya said, her eyes sparkling. Their mother looked up from the meal she was cooking quirking an eyebrow. "Got in? In where?" Kimira cut her sister off, "THE ACADEMY! WE GOT IN TO KANGEN!" Their mother smiled, excitement on her face. "Awesome! When do you leave. Not that I'm ready to get rid of you two but-" "We leave Friday." Karya replied. Henry walked in, holding his sister Kasey's hand and halping her walk, "Leave to where?" Kasey looked at them, "Ow wong?" Karya looked at their mom, who understood. After all, why should they have to be punished with the siblings' waterworks? This was an honor, a privilege. The two ran upstairs to their rooms and were packing before the wailing of their baby sister reached them.

[winchester.]

((Going to join later.))

[winchester.]

Music Is Life. . .

Name:
May Raine Turnir
Age:
17
Gender:
Female
Type of Music:
Pop/Clasical
Instrument(voice counts):
Piano/Voice
Crush(can change through out role play):
None Yet
Pet (optional):
Nope
History(optional):
None to be told...yet
Other:
The url is how she sounds.
Music

[.:.:Blind:.:.]

((Do i know you from somewhere?))

[Miss Captain Sexy]

Picture: Renko
Name: Renko Rutton
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Type of Music: Country
Instrument(voice counts): Acoustic Guitar/ Voice
Crush(can change through out role play): Open and looking!
Pet (optional): A black cat named Shadow
History(optional): She and her brother come from a very musical family. Their parents were killed in a car accident two years ago and their aunt sent them here
Other: Music

Picture: Jerome
Name: Jerome Rutton
Age: 18
Gender: male
Type of Music: Rock
Instrument(voice counts): Drums and Voice
Crush(can change through out role play): Open and looking
Pet (optional): A german shepherd named Roscoe
History(optional): same as Renko's
Other: Music

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Celest looked at her pre-packed bags. She told the butler previous if any letter came in the mail for her from this academy to go pack everything for her. She looked at her huge now mostly empty room. She smiled seeing 5-6 suitcases packed like she ordered. Happy to see her butler CAN take orders for once in his life. Walking out the door her butler was carrying all of her suitcases right behind her. She being kind at times opened the door for him then looked at her house one more time closing the door behind her. Everything being packed in the limo, the butler holding the car door open for her, and she sat in listening for the car door to shut. She spoke gently,"Driver lets go." Her voice smooth as silk as the driver nodded and drove away from the house.
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Jonathan started his packing as his parents watched him fiercely do so. They stood in the door way smiling at each other watching him panic about what to bring and what to wear there. He gave up on the debate and decided to just bring everything. Once he ran out of suitcase room he ran up to his parents begging them to let him barrow theirs'. He sighed with relief when they said yes and started to fill those suitcases as well with his music, clothing, and everything he would be needing. He threw everything in his red convertible eclipse, put the top down, and started the engine. Waving to his parents good-bye and reassuring them he would call and write to them he started to back out of the driveway. He was off to better things.
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Alexandria danced around the empty home then got a snack for how hungry she was. Then it hit her, she needed to pack. And now! She sprinted up the stairs, dodging obstacles in her way down the hallway to her door. She barged in the door to see her bird trying to start packing with her light cotton white shirt with lace in his mouth. She giggled putting her hand under his peak and he dropped it. She put in the suitcase and started packing more. Her shoes, her black wooden violin, everything. She wanted her room to be empty, like the day she moved in.

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((You're both accepted and added onto the front page))

[Kazza.]

Karya looked around her room. What should she pack anyway? It was only three days away and who knew what to pack when you would be gone for months to a musical academy? She sat down on the bed. Her room was darker colours than her sisters with a deep purple and black bed and a red electric guitar in the corner. The walls were black with neon blue, bright red, and purple swirls and designs covering them. She would defiantly miss this room when she was gone, but she knew what room she was assigned at the boarding house and liked that room as well, except for all the white.
The room she saw at the Academy was completely white except for the black and blue carpet on the floor and the neon blue lights that lined the bed, ceiling, and shelving unit on the side. It had no personality, but she could change that the second she got there. Her sister’s room was white as well, most of the rooms were. Her sister’s was actually pretty well fit for her. It was all white with a silver mirror hanging over the bed, a black, treelike lamp, and a few silver candle fixtures.

Kimira sighed as she sat back on her bed. How was she supposed to pack? It was 3 days away before they could leave and it wasn’t like they could pack up the piano like her sister could pack up her iPod and guitar. How was this supposed to work anyway? A three day wait, a flight there (not to mention she was a little afraid of heights), and then moving in to stay in some place that she had only seen pictures of for months before she could even visit home!? I am definitely going to get homesickness long before Karya. Her sister loved heights, always wanted to leave home, and could get there without wishing she had packed a piano. She could stick to her iPod, but Kimira would never be satisfied by that. She liked having her hands moving and would rather be playing the piano than listen to it. That was one of the many differences between them. Just thinking about it put Kimira on edge. She would have to spend a lot more time with her family then she did now.

Karya finally worked up the ambition to actually pack her bag. It took a while, but here she was her duffle bag half packed with clothes. Money. I need to ask dad for some money before we go. He’ll probably buy Kimira her own piano and both of our plane tickets, but hey. We’d be living practically on our own and I need money for food and clothes. Only enough money to get me on my feet when we get there and I should be okay. I bet Kimira isn’t thinking about that right now and I’m not helping her out if she isn’t. I’ll get by on my own, I don’t need Kimira’s expensive tastes pulling me down. She finished off her packing, leaving enough room for her iPod and a small nook under her clothes and inside her socks to hide it, for money.

Kimira shrugged, she wasn’t too worried about when they got there, her dad would take care of the piano. In the meantime she might as well pack. After all, three days could go by really fast! She started with her favourite clothing and some pajamas, working her way to the smaller stuff on top. Who was going to critique her packing? Probably her sister, but why should she care? And really, it’s my stuff; I can pack it how I want.

((sorry they're soo long. I don't usually write that long, but right now I'm writing it while I wait for other people to post soo...more long posts! Once they get to the Academy they'll get shorter I'm sure.))

[.:.:Blind:.:.]

((haha its all good. I'm kind of waiting for people to catch up XD))

[rain;]

Taylor looked around and just about remembered to bring her money. she took it out and counted it then sighed with relief, there was enough to get a taxi and to last her for a couple of months. she said goodbye to everyone at the orphanage before calling a taxi who drove into the driveway about five minutes later.