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[Monster.]

{V e r i t y

• Rebellious• • Pyromaniac • • Skater Girl • • sixteen • • Crush: no one • • Wearing: [this] •

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Verity rolled her eyes at his suggestion. What a typical guy, she fixed her doe Browne eyes on the boy's blue ones."how about instead of smoking we could go grab a cup of coffee? Like I said, I think, I don't smoke often. Just as a stress reliever. I don't want it turning into a addiction"She said with a small shrug, leaning her own head on her arms and looked at the boy as not to get attention from. The teacher, two detentions were enough for her, for now anyway."Well lets see, aside from me, I think Treble is a better troublemaker, so he gets second. Aaaaaand looks wise? Definintely Treble, OMG he's like, so how right?" she o ur on her bet fake blonde voice, tossing her hair over her shoulder and batting her eyes as she had seen a bunch of the popular blondes do so many times before. She then couldn't help but laugh. "in all serious, it's not my places to say who's better looking. Um, in my opinion? You guys are equal I guess?" she lied with ease, not wanting to pick favorites so early in the game.

- for Justlove ^^ -

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McKenzie looked at her and shrugged, "What ever" he said to her and put his feet up on the desk till the teacher pushed them off onto the floor. He frowned and looked at her giving her a slight disgusted look and looking back up at the teacher, "Ever do that voice again i will set your hair on fire" he said to her even though he said it in a kidding voice that voice was so annoying to him. He hated it so much. "Okay maybe i won't set your hair on fire but i won't talk to you ever again" he said to her, "Not to be mean or anything but i have had to many girls friends who sounded like that i hate it so much" he said no looking over at her but still at the teacher frowning meagerly at the moment. Sighing slightly and rubbing the back of his neck and resting his head back down on the desk with a tiny pout. Sticking his bottom lip out, "I like to smoke" he said to himself, "I need a smoke" he said softly and closed his eyes for a quick second and looking over at Verity for a second.

[confliction]

-Hey, wondering if you could reserve an "emo" spot for me? Thanks if you can :3-

[Sail.]

Peyton pushed her hair out of her face as she walked down the hall. "I wish i had someone to freakin talk to" she pouted to herself. Getting to the lunch room she walked in and leaned against the wall. Her eyes scanned the large room looking for no one in particular. Finding nothing to catch her eye she slid down the wall pulling her knees to her chest. She sighed once more and put her head in her hands, waiting for the bell that signaled next period to ring.

[infinite.disasters]

Female x Eighteen x Crushless x Wearing; This x Location; Class x With; Kasper

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Tristyn rolled her eyes in a playful manner and said "Then I must correct myself. Don't assume what nerds are like before you actually meet one". She meant for it to be just a playful and funny joke but she did send back the extra tinge of a challenging tone. She looked up and over at him when he quickly showed her his pierced ear and said "Well not everyone can get away with them.. but keeping it simple is the easiest.. I only have two tattoos but they aren't outraging and personally I love them". As she spoke, Tristyn pulled her dark brown hair out of the way and showed him the feather behind her ear before letting the strands of hair fall back into place. She didn't know why she was telling him all of these things about herself. She was usually the shy girl who didn't speak, and when she did it wasn't more then a few words. But with Kasper she was relaxed and just didn't feel the need to stay quiet. Maybe it was because he was just a good listener, but deep down she knew it was because she hadn't spoken to anyone like this since her best friend Megan moved away. Tristyn smiled a little when they finally reached the door of her next class, glad to see that the teacher hadn't closed the door quite yet. She hadn't ever been late for a class and she wasn't planning on starting that today. As she moved into the room, her first reaction was to put he head down and avoid all eye contact as she found a seat for herself. It was stupid that she felt like she had to hide from the class when she was barely noticeable anyways, it just was the way Trisyn was. One of her major flaws is that she doesn't realize that it doesn't matter where you are ranked in school, overall everyone is the same. All just kids going to school day after day learning whether they like it or not.

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[sicksadworld.]

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- Frank had left home room and gone outside for a cigarette, choosing not to go to his first class, he wasn't in the mood, it was still ridiculously early, for him anyway. He re-entered the school, hood up as he strolled through the hallways, Franks walk was unique, he almost bounced with every step, his hands were always shoved in his pockets and he leant back slightly in his posture. He had made his way to god knows where, but it smelt of food and that was good, he hadn't had a proper meal for days now and cold possibly nick a packet of crisps whilst people weren't looking. Frank casually strode in and surveyed the place, it looked empty and he quickly made his way up to the packets, shoving a few into his jacket before grabbing one and opening it, eating them quickly and sighing with relief . -
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[Sail.]

Peyton looked up. She spotted a boy taking something and snorted as she laughed to herself. She watched him eat them and smiled to her own little joke. She noticed his tattoos and felt kind of intimidated by the fact that she only had about three, a big rose thing on her shoulder, one on her right hand on her middle finger, and one behind her left ear. She stared at his before she looked up at his face, then smiled again at what he did before.

[Darius4Ever ~ ♥]

Location;; School
Black hoodie ;; Blue jeans

How long would you like the posts to be, in the least?

A tall young male, obviously of Irish heritage, stood in front of his locker, staring at the clean metal. No writing.. His last one, at his old school? Kids voiced their opinions on his bisexuality and red haired gene all over his locker. He'd even needed to switch schools because of it. It put a slight smile on the boy's face. He reached up a hand to rake his fingers through his bright red hair, humming softly no particular tune to himself. He'd come in late to school, purely because he wasn't ready for his new classes, and the new students. He'd spent half the morning staring at his reflection in the mirror, wondering why, why, he'd been cursed to have red hair. He'd dyed it once, but, of course, after his red roots grew in under the black, he'd been called Fire Scalp for weeks afterward. He absolutely hated his hair color now, though he used to love it in Elementary School. He didn't mind being bipolar about his hair coloring, but his parents did. "Who cares," they'd always ask, "about your hair color? It's beautiful!" Yeah, right. To a lot of kids, he had no soul, and was a servant sent from Hell. Among other things..

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone up there will find me
'til then I walk alone

Sophomore
Male
Sixteen
5'8" ;; 153 lbs. ;; red hair ;; pale skin ;; brown eyes
Bisexual
Crushless
Motorcycle

[Time.Child]

ᎬᏞᎥᏃᎪ ᏦᎪᎽ ᏁᎥᏦᎾᏞs
sᎥxᏆᎬᎬᏁ

For some reason he seemed a little off, but Eliza didn't let herself think to much about it. She brought her thoughts back to the present and the expression on her face changed slightly. It was. This time it had a hint of mischief in it, and she said simply, "Then a guess we're in agreement". She stepped around him, and continued on her way, though still she had no destination in mind. Her sentence had been vague purposefully. Did she want him to know she thought he was attractive? She could care less, and honestly he wasn't her type. But she still wanted to keep him guessing. Eliza liked to win, and she was used to it. Though, it seemed that the conversation had ended at somewhat of an awkward truce. These thoughts whorled around in her head, keeping her mind off of her parents disappointments. Still, she worried what he had thought of her crying. She bit her lip lightly and she walked, hoping that he hadn't notice. Though, he seemed like someone who would. Again she realized, she had never learned his name.

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ᎾuᏆfᎥᏆ x

[princess pudding]

✘ Tʀᴇʙʟᴇ Tʜᴏʀɴ ✘
“I'ᴍ ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛᴇᴅ. Bᴜᴛ I ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴀʏ.”

Male ✘ Seventeen ✘ Location; the halls✘ No crush

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Dance, f----- dance
You never had a chance
and no one even knew
it was really only you

He opened his mouth to spit something back at her, but the smirking blonde stepped out of his way and strolled down the hall as if she had just won some shiny trophy with her words. He glared in her direction, allowing his lips to point upwards into the beginning of an amused grin; she was most definitely different then the snotty girls that strutted the halls like a runway…but why should Treble care? The dark-haired boy turned to find his own class when a teacher’s loud, furious voice echoed in his ears like an alarm, “Young man! What do you think you’re doing out in a period? That’s a detention-What’s your name?” Treble whirled around with a red face and threw his hands in the air, “What the he**?! I’ve already gotten three detentions, can’t you freaking teachers lay off?” He’d nearly broken a record of five detentions in one day, and as if that wasn’t enough, he seemed to be on the only being singled out. He actually watched a student trot past him, receiving neither a detention or warning from Mr. Rollan.

[Darius4Ever ~ ♥]

Location;; The halls
Black hoodie ;; Blue jeans

I've got nothing to say xP

Jesse glanced upwards, around the corner from the two, teacher and student. He sucked in his breath, hoping that he, too, wouldn't be sentenced to detention. The boy was in a position to where he could see the incident, but the teacher's back was turned to him. Thank God. He tightened his ebony messenger bag over a shoulder, eyes narrowed a little as he surveyed the hall. Pretty average. No one seemed to write on other's lockers. Well, this is a high class school.. The redhead smirked to himself. If this is such a good school, why is that kid getting drenched in detentions? Higher damn expectations. If any teacher thought they could speak to him in that way, they were sadly mistaken, they had another thing coming. Jesse took orders from no one, did his own thing. That, of course, would get him suspended if he tried it out, but at the moment, he didn't care.

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone up there will find me
'til then I walk alone

Sophomore
Male
Sixteen
5'8" ;; 153 lbs. ;; red hair ;; pale skin ;; brown eyes
Bisexual
Crushless
Motorcycle