Academy For the Outcasts~ {New & Accepting!}

[mehtobeking]

Jay unpack quickly once her clothes were changed as comfortable. She fixed her closet so it was sorted by style of clothes and that was about it on the sorting department. Her drawers were quite random to any random person, but they all had their special places and positions for each thing or pile of things. Once she was finished and satisfied with what she had done, she backbends to stretch out her muscles and relax her tense muscles from the ride over. After gracefully kicking back over she pulls on a pastel purple hoodie and walks out into the halls with her casual jeggings and hoodie alone. Her hands were stuffed comfortable in the front pocket of her garment as she walks the hall toward the stairs.

[Qiokkabee]

May I have Mark's pic? :3)

Xanther sighed as he continued walking down the halls. He glared at the front desk as he passed it, wondering where everyone was. It was silent, yet, he heard many strange sounds coming from doors and behind the walls. He always kept an eye looking around for anyone, hoping they wouldn't embarrass him or make him too nervous. He was a very nervous and shy guy, and sometimes, if you get too much into him, he might just run off and can't control himself. But most of time, he tried to control what he did most of the time and so far, it was successful...

[peapcd]

{I'll make a post in a second, working on Homework at same time ><}

[Qiokkabee]

Good and okay <3)

[peapcd]

Mark walked down the hall, playing with his lighter the oranve flame fascinating him. He walked down the stairs and out of the special wing, were only he resided. The boy clicked shut the lighter and backed up, his back now against the wall as he imagined a grotesque monster infront of him. He closed his eyes. "Oh not again.." he breathed trying to ignore the fear that edged into him.

{His forum is on page ninteen :) I can't copy paste on this thing}

[Qiokkabee]

Xanther sighed a his bangs fell into his face, trying to blow it off, but it would only blow up and then fall right into his face. He stopped walking as he heard footsteps coming towards him from another hall connected to the one he was on, then the footsteps stopped and silence remained in the hall. "Oh no, a person," Xanther said, and he leane dgaianst the wall, hugging his bag tightly. He lookede down at the corner, wondering what this person would do if they saw him...

[peapcd]

"No. Your not real. Go away!" THE boy said slightly frightened then ran down the rest of the hall. He lookeD around him then spotted the other boy, and waved meekly.

[Qiokkabee]

Xanther gave a small gasp as a boy suddenly yelled, appearing from the hall and giving him a wave. Xanther's blushed, not having the ablilty to wave back at the moment. He was too shy and nervous, afria dhtye might say something to him that wouldnt interest him.

[Song & Lyric]

Skye faced Cerena's direction and nodded, "Yes, what are the rules around here? I know they are probably in the file but by the feel of it I have a lot to read through and I'm not exactly the best at reading braille yet," Ske laughed with a smile. Skye hoped the stables were not to far away from the dorms, she was also pretty sure her locker would be on the map. She had a few more questions too, "Also when does school start? Is it like after you have settled in or is there a time frame?"

[phluphfy]

Cerena

"The schedules for all classes are different, some start in August, some in January, etcetera. The class guide in your file has all that info, but worst comes to worst you can ask me or someone at the front desk to read them for you. The rules are simple, travel between the male and female wings of the dorms is unrestricted, but any inappropriate behavior in those under 15 will result in a loss of priveledges. You must be enrolled in at least four core classes, math science English and a history class, but you may be involved in as many electives as you like. Standard credit system is applied, so that's how you graduate. Some classes are weighted differently, giving you more credits for being in a class for your own academic gifts helps. Just basic rules like don't be a jerk, and overt violence is prohibited. There's a better list of rules in the packet, but that's all I can think of right now," Cerena smiled, proud of herself for being so professional. She felt her school issued phone vibrate in her back pocket, probably one of her friends texting her. She had joined the academy because of her own disorders that were rapidly accelerating beyond what was safe. "I hope they can help you here as much as they did me," Cerena told Skye quietly. She didn't want to draw too much attention to the statement, anyway.