ivy academy [open] [always accepting]

[Never Stop;]

Alex was sat on his own under a tree to try and syop the wind from hitting him. It was a nice day the sun was shining however there was a cold wind. Alex sat as he took a chunck on the apple out he started to him to himself just lookig around at the groups of people.

(you know which one c: Luke :3)

(i eill be editung alex form into the little one and make more people and yes i will make people for people if you want XD)

[panorama,]

I'm going to reserve this post for a jock, a normal, and a skater.
Raven

[obiole]

[ destery moore ]

age; seventeen
three positive traits; caring, animal lover, gamer
three negative traits; loud, foul-mouth, ocd
clique; scene
popular or not; not quite. very anti-social
sexual orientation; heterosexual
birth place; Newcastle, England
face-claim; Destery Moore/Smith
other; i do have a a dog, sassy {{ do not use picture.
she is my dog in real life and i don't want all over cs, though
that's not gonna happen cx}}

[ chris luster ]

age;
three positive traits; loves pizza, plays hockey, draws extremely well
three negative traits; schizophrenic, controlling, ocd
clique; skater
popular or not; some-what. everyone knows her name at the skate park.
sexual orientation; heterosexual
birth place; baltimore, maryland. usa
face-claim; ?? photo goes to proper owner
other; i have a cute little lizard and rat.

[pumpkin.]

[ archie harrison ferris ]

age; eighteen. born December seventeenth, 1994.
three positive traits; ambitious, charming, charismatic.
three negative traits; arrogant, flirtatious, impulsive.
clique; jock.
popular or not; well, isn't every jock? I'd have to say yes. towards most people, at least.
sexual orientation; bisexual; having a hard time coming out of the closet.
birth place; Atlanta, Georgia.
face-claim; Bartosz Gelner.
other; his sister is Cameron. theme song is mermaid by train.

[ cameron bristol ferris ]

age; eighteen. born December seventeenth, 1994.
three positive traits; excitable, imaginative, sensitive.
three negative traits; immature, insecure, shy.
clique; nerd.
popular or not; no, not really...
sexual orientation; pansexual; she doesn't care. though, she likes guys more.
birth place; Atlanta, Georgia.
face-claim; Melanie Iglesias.
other; archie is her brother. theme song is paradise by coldplay.

[twix .]

➤Nᴀᴛᴀʟɪᴇ Mᴀʀɪᴇ Vɪʟʟᴇᴍᴀɪʀᴇ

"ｔｈｅ ｃｈｅｅｒｌｅａｄｅｒ"
Natalie strutted along, humming softly to herself. She scanned the other students as she
walked along, her hair blowing behind her in the wind. The blonde's eyes flickered to Darcy
as she screwed her face up in disgust. Her sister had pulled a "prank" on the cheerleaders
at one of the football games, deciding to squirt them with a water gun while they were in
the pyramid. Natalie scoffed, walking right by the other girl without a second glance. She
headed straight towards her bench, pulling her white iPhone out of her bag. Tapping away
at the screen, she hardly even noticed someone sitting on the small wooden bench. She slid
onto the bench, looking up from her screen. As she tucked a strand of her long, blonde hair
behind her ear, she realized someone was sitting on the bench next to her.



{ I really don't mind who it is, as I don't have anyone in mind! You can just hop
on in and start roleplaying c: Alsoooooo, I'm adding another character to my
first post, just thought I'd let you know! }

[| valhalla |]

a g e.
I'm eighteen years of age

t h r e e p o s i t i v e t r a i t s.
Pretty, conversationalist, confident

t h r e e n e g a t i v e t r a i t s.
Stubborn, decisive, sometimes cocky

c l i q u e.
Cheerleader

p o p u l a r o r n o t.
I guess that's for people to judge. Get to know me better first.

s e x u a l o r i e n t a t i o n.
I'm completely straight

b i r t h p l a c e.
I was born in Scotland, on the Isle of Bute

f a c e c l a i m.
Ellie Goulding

o t h e r.
Is an orphan

[Brittle]

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meet darcy. at sixteen, it's commonly
known that she's the nerd.
although to most name seems naive and vague,
she's actually quite
brave. be careful around her - she
knows what she's doing when it
comes to math and english, but not so much
when it comes too sports.
love's not a priority to her.
the only one she might like is
possibly Austin. she's friends with
Reilly, and is currently
at advanced math talking to no one. the ones
tagged are Reilly, Austin, and Natalie.
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ooc; "not my best XD"

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♛ Slamming her locker shut, Darcy's tears were almost dried up, but her anger still boiled inside her. "Like a cauldron of fiery acid," the girl whispered randomly. Sitting down on 'her' bench that she sat on almost every Friday, Darcy sighed in relief as a cool breeze slowly tickled her hot cheeks. "0 two times to the right, stop at 33, one whole turn to the left, keep going and stop on 23. Got to the right and stop on five. Unlock." As the nerdy girl recited her locker code over and over again, she thought it hilarious that she still didn't have her locker combination memorized. Darcy was one of the smartest girl's in school, even the cheerleaders had their's down. Darcy let out a laugh, thinking of the time her sister Reilly had decided to attack the pyramid of girls with a Nerf water gun. "0 two times to the right, stop at 33, one whole turn to the left, keep going and stop on 23. Got to the right and stop on five. Unlock." Now, the wiry girl was reciting it without noticing... Maybe just once she thought about it, it vanished completely. Wait, why was Darcy angry again? Oh yes, the cheerleaders had pulled a horrific prank on her... It was terrible, horrific and just plain rude- 'Darcy- is this yours?' Darcy's eyes fluttered open into the eyes of Mrs. Clearwater, the science teacher. The brown and blue rimmed eyes of Darcy Cannon skimmed the page in horror. No, the Cheerleaders had pulled something completely unforgivable. The big pen marked F, looked down on her in satisfaction. Well in Darcy's mind. "B-but this isn't my handwriting! Darcy stuttered fruitlessly, "Mrs. Clearwater, I can assure you that it was Natalie and her entourage of cheerleaders, which isn't even a sport and-" she was getting way....ahead of herself. After another five minutes of talking, Mrs. Clearwater decided to bring her grade up to a B-. Relieved yet still troubled, Darcy stalked off to advanced math, she was the first to arrive, even after the bell rang. Sketching randomly on a piece of paper, the girl's thought went aimlessly out to Austin. She had a little bitty crush on the dashing skater boy, though she was fully aware of his bisexual nature. Darcy knew from experience with other guys, that they have too choose between guys or girls. And from statistics, they usually choose girls... But he was quite popular, so they had no chance- Darcy would just have to wait for the right guy... at some point.

[terminus.]

[ accepted carmenn & @ d o g. cx
i can't format don't hate me
by the way i'm procrastinating big time owo ]


elijah vincent hunter
eli, grinning, sat on one of the benches in the sports hall. 'priorities...'-he thought, knowing that the sports team had to skip certain classes for sports practice. to be fair, elijah didn't mind which one he participated in - he was more on the smart side than the stupid side and enjoyed classes, and sports wasn't a problem for him. eli smiled up at the ceiling, chanting and clapping as if the team were in a real game with the others on the bench. the whole team was basically split into two separate sides, and were basically playing as if it was a real game. a simulation, if you will. eli then drew his eyes back to the practice game.

hayden henry abbey
hayden was sat in music class, fingers tapping against the table out of boredom. he particularly enjoyed music class as it was a lesson in which his teacher was really free about what the students could do, until it came to the end of year tests. well, most people just chatted or threw paper aeroplanes, but hayden took the time to try and write things, or listen to music, or both. hayden tried doing more productive things than anybody else in the class, which was a good thing.

lucas mark ashwood
luke was in his dormitory, thankfully left alone by his room-mates. he had can't stop won't stop's single, 'up and away', playing loudly and was just goofing around to the music, pretending he could dance - and rap. well, that was why he was glad that his room-mates had lessons and he had a free period. he knew they had their class for another half hour or so by the clock, and their schedules blue-tacked next to his on the wall. the schedules were laminated, too. wait, half an hour? that meant luke had half an hour left, and he'd already wasted half an hour. deciding that dancing badly would be one of the worst ways to spend that half an hour, luke switched the supplied radio-stroke-music-player off, and left it on the bedside table, as was the school rules. then he hopped down the stairs of the boys' dormitories, and down the other stairs into the main school. he hopped his way to the back entrance-exit, still in the hypery bouncy mood from dancing. as soon as he was greeted by the grounds of the school, luke noticed alex under a tree and made his way over. if there was anyone lucas could talk to, it was alex. they had so much in common, after all.

[| valhalla |]

-- anyone open for Eve?

[Brittle]

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meet reilly. at seventeen, it's commonly
known that she's the rebellious.
although to most name seems outgoing
and loud, she's actually quite
caring. be careful around her - she
knows what she's doing when it
comes to pranks, but not so much
when it comes to school. love's not a priority to her.
the only one she might like is
possibly hayden. she's friends with
lots of people, and is currently
on a bench talking to Natalie. the ones
tagged are natalie and hayden.
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ooc; "sorry for crappy post..."

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♛ Reilly felt the presence there before she could tell the person to not sit there. Too late. "Hello, Natalie," Reilly really hoped the b*tch remembered the way she had attacked the cheerleading pyramid with that squirt gun. Natalie's name was like poison, she wanted badly to call her Knat, like the disgusting baby fly... But Reilly was trying to keep peace between them for right now. Whipping her blonde hair up in a bun, across the field Reilly saw her sister arguing with a teacher.