This is High School // Romance // Accepting Now!

[Writing 4 Eva!]

Matt shrugged it off. "Bet you'd want to see me shirtless." he teased her {wb}

[Bulldog22]

Emily rolled her eye."oh definitely."said Emily with a smile. (wb)

[SchyBug]

"Well, at least that is better than having a step-brother who never talks in school and barely talks at his own house." Lucy said shooting a glance at Sam, her step-brother, who was sitting next to the window in the furthest spot of the class. Away from her, Lucy supposed. "So do you have practice after school? I mean, as we girls have cheerleading I suppose you guys also have something, right?" she asked.

Bryce looked over at Sam, "Oh yeah, I forgot about him." He stated, "No offense, of course." He added looking back at Lucy. Writing down some of his homework after his statement as he caught the teacher glaring at him. After a few sentences the teacher went back to grading papers, "Yeah I have football practice." He informed her watching the clock, he couldn't wait to actually be able to go to practice.

[Writing 4 Eva!]

Lucy shrugged. "No offence taken, we're not even blood-related so it's not as if I cared or anything." she grinned and then copied a bit more to study as they had a test next Monday. Of course she would study but she still thought it was annoying and unfair to give them a test just a week after they came back from summer vacations. What type of cruel teacher did that? "So I'll see you at practice anyway." she smiled. She had always liked Bryce but just as a friend. She knew she could trust him though not as much as Raleigh.

[Bulldog22]

Emily rolled her eye."oh definitely."said Emily with a smile. She rolled her eyes.(wb)

[SchyBug]

Bryce watched her write more information down, he hated to study and therefore usually didn't. Of course he had to keep his grade at least kinda up for his sports, writing down a few very short and vage notes he nodded at Lucy, "Definatly." He responded to the practice thing just leaving Sam out of it this time.

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↪ [[ hello! may i please reserve a spot for the leader of the outsiders? or, if that's taken, just a regular outsider? please and thank you u w u ]]

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Σ ᵃʳᶤᵉᵗᵃ ˢᶤᵍᵐᵃʰ Σ

❍ clique ;; leader of the outsiders. she's never really cared about what other people thought about her, always lived through with her own thoughts.
❍ name ;; arieta sigmah
❍ gender ;; female
❍ age ;; sixteen years old; sophomore.
❍ birthday ;; may twenty second of nineteen ninety seven
❍ nickname ;; she doesn't have a given nickname of a prefered name, though doesn't mind if you call her by her first or last name. either is fine.
❍ personality ;; arieta is a somewhat shy person; but a bit more outgoing once you get to know her. she's a very creative person as well, who spends her time designing multiple things; clothes, rooms, furniture, you name it. she loves to draw, and loves order. her favorite color is lime green. she's a more keep-to-herself type of girl, who doesn't really care for 'big talk', or, gossiping. she's made rather fine enemies with the more 'upper class-men' and popular kids, not that she cares. arieta tends to snap and lash out when she's angry or nervous, though, which depletes her already small amount of friend's numbers. as much as she tries to deny or contain it; she's really, really smart. she's got a thing for writing and math, housing a's in her honors english and trigonometry classes.
❍ history ;; out of all honestly, arieta is the one to hate going back and dwelling on what happened in the past. but, she remembers everything that had happened clearly, unable to really forget any of it. when she was little her parents split, going back and forth between her mother and father's houses. one weekend when she was at her mother's, a gravestone was marked for the woman. she had died of brain failure, her multiple mental diseases and disorders piling up, and her not taking her medicines the cause of that. arieta was knocked stunned, having to go through multiple sessions of therapy. she lived with her father after, an only child. her father was poor, having little money to sustain the two of them, therefore they moved around a lot as he kept in search for a supporting occupation, yet, never able to find one. he'd died when arieta turned thirteen from a car accident. she was moved to live with her godparents, who were a wealthy couple that never really knew how to raise a child properly. arieta managed, though. she'd spent the rest of her life locked away in her room in attempt to hide from the world, painting all over her walls, drawing, anything she could find to do, sparking her love for creativity that she applies now.
❍ family ;; mother and father are dead; only child. lives with her godparents.
❍ crush ;; arieta hates the idea of ever falling in love with anybody. but if you manage to pass through the difficult task of winning her heart, she might consider you.
❍ looks ;; arieta has blue hair, it having a deep side part on the right side. on the left, her hair is short, above her shoulders. on the right it's long, hitting her back. she wears a red hair band and an oversized sweater of the colors orange and yellow, a scarf that is light blue/teal with orange spots, black jeans and boots. xxx xxx
❍ other ;; [[ working on the boy's form ^^ ]]

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~Kestrel~
"That would be mine." Jeremy said. "I'll examine yours;" I said to Avril.
"What about me?" Jeremy asked.
"You can examine his." I pointed to the boy whom Jeremy had collected spit from. Jeremy slumped.

Avril took the microscope and and leant closer to the vial. Squinting, she saw the grotesque detail of the saliva sample before her eye. Finally, she drew back and pulled a sheet with the results table to her, examining the features in the microscopic images on the paper, and compared them to what she saw.
"I reckon you ate cheese nachos at brak, Jeremy," she claimed.

~Kestrel~
Jeremy gawked. "How did you?..." I looked through my own microscope.
"I think you ate a cookie during break Avril."

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αsнεя sεvιηα

❥ clique ;; he's a jock, playing on the football team.
❥ name ;; asher sevina
❥ nickname ;; ash; sevina; asher. doesn't really care what you call him
❥ gender ;; male
❥ age ;; fifteen years old, almost sixteen
❥ birthday ;; january fourth nineteen ninety eight
❥ personality ;; at first glance one would think he's really shy, but in reality, he's not as shy as he looks. he does portray himself to look that way so that people wouldn't jump to assume he's a stuck up guy like the rest of the jocks, because unlike most people in his clique, he knows people have feelings. and he respects that. asher, though, is quite the charmer, housing high charisma that he knows how to use. he's a people-speaker, always using persuasion to his advantage, if not over-using this 'gift'. he knows respect, and uses it towards people on occasion. he can snap out when he needs to, though.
❥ history ;; his mother had died giving birth to him, father having already died. his sister, thundersnow, took care of him. she was three years older than him, his major role model in life. she was the epitome of strength in his eyes. thunder found their grandmother, taking them there to be raised by her for the remainder of their life. he always was into sports and whatnot, finding being on a team sport fitting for this interest that he held.
❥ looks;; He has ice blue eyes and black hair, pale skin and sharp features. His hair is somewhat short, but it's not really short xxx
❥ family ;; his sister is thundersnow esther sevina, his parents unknown. he lives with his sister and grandmother
❥ crush ;; he's looking, trust me. hasn't found anyone.. yet.
❥ other ;; [[ gomen for it not being as detailed as arieta's, i was half asleep when writing the majority of this. i still hope it's okay though. if not tell me and i can fix it ]]

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