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[l o s t i n r a i n]

I really feel left behind... does anyone want to talk to my boy or girl.

[diana.]

(( Maya can ^^ Choose which ever one you want to be brought. She's in History class xD

[mikko;]

"That's really cool" she said. "I mean, that you have a dream. I have no dreams, what-so-ever to accomplish. Sometimes I want to be a model, and then there's times I want to be an interior designer so I have no idea yet" she mumbled. Now she was just blabbing about herself and she could feel bored now herself.

Rayne grinned, nodding her head in understanding. “Dude, I totally understand. When I was twelve, I wanted to be Adam Levine's wife.” She giggled, and looked up at the front of the classroom. “Um, is class even going to start?” She asked, cocking her head.

{And anyone can talk to Rayne, so...}

[diana.]

Maya giggled at the girl's reply. "I don't think she's going to show up. Honestly, I hate this class and I'd rather not have her show up at all" she said, looking at her black painted nails.

[mikko;]

Maya giggled at the girl's reply. "I don't think she's going to show up. Honestly, I hate this class and I'd rather not have her show up at all" she said, looking at her black painted nails.

Rayne smiled. “I hate it too, but I kinda have to get at least one passing grade so my Pops won't take away my rent money. I love the man to smithereens, but I cannot move back in.” She chuckled, and pulled out some colouring pencils.

[diana.]

"I totally understand. My parents still won't let me move out. I have an older brother who moved out as soon as he turned eighteen" she said. "Even though I'm seventeen, my dad is still too overprotective" she said, rolling her eyes.

[dylanobrien]

{{ Hey, I kinda lost track of my guy Beau. Was anybody with him? }}

Yeah. My girl Stella is. They are going into math class.

|| Beau || 18 || Single

Beau walked into math class carrying the books and chose a spot around the near back, plunking the textbooks onto a desk. He then pulled out a chair next to it and sat down, gesturing Stella to do the same.
"I dunno. Everything.. I guess?"

[mikko;]

"I totally understand. My parents still won't let me move out. I have an older brother who moved out as soon as he turned eighteen" she said. "Even though I'm seventeen, my dad is still too overprotective" she said, rolling her eyes.

Rayne mumbled, the majority of it incoherent. The small parts you could hear were something along the lines of: “Seventeen... Lucky...” Before she began to shade her drawing in with fleshy colours and a few natural hair colours, which could only make one assume she was drawing a human.

[diana.]

"How old are you?" she asked Rayne, playing with her hair and twirling it around her finger.

[PeachLemon]

Stella || 18 || Single

She fell in behind Beau and plunked down in the seat next to him, putting her books on another desk. "Well, I hope you don't fail. I don't want to be known as the girl who is still friends with a high schooler." She teased him.