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[eden .]

[ if someone's bored, Alex can pretty much go anywhere. =3= ]

[carrie dee.]

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[eden .]

[well, alright then. XD]
[...now what do I do? lol let's try this.]

Alex glanced up as the commotion in the school had increased. Apparently class was about to start. Crap, she hated school. She shot a rather fervent glance at the approaching teens, wishing that she would be able to laugh at them now rather than later. She loved making fun of people. It was an excellent way to make her insecure teenage persona feel better. Dear Lord, teenagers were such brats. Alex grinned at herself and the foolishness of it all as she heaved herself up from the stairs. They were all such idiots. This place only lasted for four years and yet it seemed to define one's true character. Of course, it wasn't like Alex was a complete innocent by the societal pressures that was the twenty-first century, but she wished she was. Sometimes high school depressed her like that. Thank God she was leaving after this year. Just one more year of this hole-in-the-wall and she'd be home free. Never again would she have to return here. She wouldn't even donate money. Because she was such a bad*** like that.

Stepping inside, Alex nearly got trampled by the many people hurrying to their next class. She allowed herself to go along with them before swearing to herself silently, realizing that she had left her backpack near the orchestra room. Allowing herself a moment of frustration, she snapped, "Crap" and turned right on her heel to fight against the crowd. It was similar to a salmon trying to swim upstream when all the others were going down. Alex felt like she might as well have tried to Ace a History test for all the good she was doing. Eventually, though, she did make it to the orchestra room. Thankfully some willing freshman had put away her viola, and Alex's conspicuous orange backpack was patiently waiting for her. She seized it before heading back down the hall, only to collide with someone on her awry return.

"Jesus!" Alex exclaimed, stumbling backward, her backpack's weight dragging her down. To her shame, Alex landed on the floor, rubbing her sore nose.

"Gah, sorry," Alex said around her hand, looking up to see who it was. Her heart sank. There went her more-or-less inconspicuous life as a musician. Alex identified him quickly. Athlete. Jackson. Crap, Alex, nice job.

[.sky.]

::Recap.::

[BloodBrother]

jackson michael montgomery.

Jacks easily found his way through the crowd easily, watching as people moved out of his line of direction. He smirked, satisfied with their reaction. Being quarterback of the football team had its advantages. He noticed the further down the hall he got, the more crowded it go, but it was still passable for a football star like himself.

He saw glances from girls and glares from the guys who stood next to him. His ego noticeably extended at the attention. He turned the quarter and collided with a body. The clash didn't have effect on his body. He was obviously bigger then this other person. He looked down to notice the girl. Her name was Alex, he had heard. A good musician, was another rumor, though he had heard things like; 'she needs to be with the other failures' which made Jacks a bit mad. He wondered if these rumors were made by those who knew Alex or had made them with information from the gossip spread through Brookhaven.

That was the one flaw with Brookhaven, the gossip and rumors were needed as much as breathing. Rumors spread like wildfire and gossip was spoke like a homely conversation. Jacks tried to stay out of the conversation as much as he could, but his clique wasn't the one to stay out.

"Watch it." Jacks muttered as he looked down at Alex. Though, despite his words, he offered his hand for help.

[eden .]

[ @rocketstar: I don't know if I'll be much help b/c the posts are all over the place ... but basically most everyone is outside or walking towards the school ... I believe it's Athena and Rhyan that are speaking, Carter is walking by herself, Dawson and Andy I think are speaking outside the school, and Jackson and Alex are speaking inside ... I think ... ? ]
[ I'll wait a bit to post, or else I'll feel annoying and like I'm spamming or something. ]

[apathy,]

❝ Rejected on a Monday. ❞

Talking to Athena.

The boy huffed, but kept his arm around Athena's shoulder. Prolly. He said quietly, it wasn't like she'd even talk to him if he did come. She'd ignore him like all the other parties they had been at together. She'd be off hanging with the jocks, while he was forced to hang with other people who seemed to be in his clique. After shaking the thought away in his mind he glanced over to Athena. Well, I heard Nemo was throwing a party this weekend. It's on a Saturday. I haven't heard one on Friday yet. Retorting back to her as he glanced at the school.

Rhyan didn't really want to piss her off, she could do anything to hurt him. After a quick thought, he allowed his arm to fall to his side and glanced over at her. I'm guessing it's a no on the date though? He asked with a small smirk, his hands sliding into his back pockets. Being a gentlemen, he opened the door for Athena. Ma'am. He smirked swishing his arm through the air to allow her to walk in. What did she have to do? Maybe he'd push out as many questions as he could until she got pissed off at him, but not enough for her to ruin his life.

What's your first class? He pondered, he wondered if they had the same class, so that they would be able to sit together, or something. Or to avoid her if he made her too mad at him..

[ Sorry it sucked, I ain't feeling too hot today. ]

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[e c h o s o n g]

{Any one open for Carter [female, athlete] or Leo [Male, jock]? }

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[ for snowy ]

As soon as I had called my best friend people whispered and looked, people I hadn't seen before turning and saying "She's British?!" or "Who is she?!" and the like. People who 'knew' me would then turn and hurridley fill them in, knowing their new friends needed to know the social chain.

My heels clicked loudly on the floor, somehow managing to be heard over the whispers as people gossiped and stared. Skylar was at her locker and I could see the pictures of us plastered up the sides, similar to mine and Athena's locker except with more decoration on the frilly front. I smiled at the photos, especially looking at the one taken when I first started hanging out with them. For some reason they had chosen me to hang out with them when I first arrived at Brook[not-a]haven, causing a stir among the others- this was The Athena and The Skylar. They didn't let [just] anyone hang with them. But apparently I was 'Alpha Material' and now, a couple of years later, no one questions me. I smiled wider as I got closer, hardly holding in my grin as Skylar spun around.

I was about to return the wave when I noticed her narrowed eyes at someone and smirked before returning the hug. I squeezed tightly and then pulled back giving her a once over before smiling. "You don't know how brilliant it is to see you!" All summer I had been in France, England, Scotland and then Australia with my family, having a once-a-year-treat that meant I got to see my Dad every day for more than a week. Usually that was all we got. I had enjoyed it but missed my friends a lot. "You look great by the way, wherever you went for summer treated you well." I gave a little wink and then tilted my head to her locker, guesturing she should finish and then we could go talk somewhere more private or find Athena. It was so good to be back.

[ for indefinite ]

I could not deal with school right now.

My head heart, my back hurt, my feet heart, my stomach hurt and my eyes hurt. Somehow I woken beneath a hedge somewhere I hardly recognised. Last night was a blur and the only thing I could remember was Aria inviting me to a party, going there with her and then having a shot...or more. Why had I agreed to go? I hardly knew Aria and she didn't exactly make it known that she liked me. Not that she made it known that she didn't like me.
I had woken up to her walking out on the street, passing my aching body beneath the hedge. Obviously she was hungover and had forgotten about myself. Once she had gone I had dragged my unwilling body to a standing position, out from under the hedge, and surveyed the chaos. Then I left. I couldn't stay there any longer. What if the police came or others started to wake? I didn't want to be there for that. Following Aria's footsteps had seemed the best option and I had been right. Because now I stood against the building opposite school, trying to figure out what to do next.

Going in would most likely result in being laughed at so I couldn't do that. My outfit is one I love but will everyone else? But I couldn't not go in either. It was the first day and I needed to see Dawson. He could help. Surely Dawson would understand? Sighing I pushed myself off the wall and attempted to run a hand through my hair. All I encountered though was a wall of knots. There was nothing I could do about that now. So I braced myself and crossed the road, giving the bird quickly to someone who pressed their horn down.

My head was bent but I could feel the stares (or were they imagined?) as people laughed at the wreck I must look like. I bumped into something yellow and looking up I saw Athena and Rhyan, looking sort of entwined. I stepped around them, head going back down and headed towards the school steps, following the sound of well-played music.

Looking up again when I reached the steps, I saw Dawson sitting there playing a song on his guitar. Thinking about it I realised it might not have been such a good idea. "Daws-" I was already saying his name though. But why would he help me? Did he have reason to? I mean, I was a failure and to make that worse I was fat. Maybe I considered him my friend but the feeling was most likely only one sided. "Sh;t." I muttered, biting my cheek as I stared at the fingers playing the tune. What do I say now? "Dawson...is there a way into the girls toilets where no one would see me?" I was an idiot. A huge (in the literal sense too) failure. That's me.

[ the outfit is the one on the far right. black dress, red checked top. no cross. just a long beaded necklace. ]