|Mountain View High|Teen romance-High school RP|Accepting

[condition terminal]

[Well whoever wants to rp with Jake he will be at the coffee shop Or where ever all the people are at]

[Rivaille]

What day is it and what is the time?)

[wannabehippie]

(Jack can talk to Copeland and Harmony and everyone is at school I think)

[condition terminal]

[Oh then I have Jake at the school anyone can talk to him ]

[Rivaille]

What day is it and what is the time?)

[Muke.]

{It is Monday in the role play and the time is almost the end of the school for the day ^^

[Im.]

Name: Brandy Melville

Age: Sixteen

Location: Halls

Tagged: Bella

Emotion: Content

Wearing: x

(hey guys c: i'm kind of okay tonight... probably because my nan made brownies...)

"I'm quite good at history, not gonna lie." Brandy chuckled, shrugging as she rummaged through her bag. "I mean, sure. I could use a break. People here suck. Plus, I have bio right now and I'm not really feeling that. I never really want to come back here because, as you can see, people like to stare at me. Or maybe they're staring at you. Or both of us, who knows? I surely hope it doesn't both you, but if it does I can go out another exit if you need to protect your rep." Brandy sneered, pulling out her phone and turning it on, giving herself another push with her left foot to keep moving on the board. "Gimme the word and I will. And whenever you need to come back, you can." She glanced back at her with wide, bright eyes.

(definitely not proud of this... but whatever, didn't want to keep you waiting, vanished. yaknow what that takes too long to type & it's like... formal or something like that. i'll just call you vani, ok? ok. hah, see ya guys. might post again if i get a response, i dunno. peaceskies c: )

[~stories untold.]

(it's all good. Hope everything is okay. If ya want, PM me about whatever you need to)
Bella chuckled and shook her head "Nah, whatever. I'm kind of known not to stay in my clique every waking minute. Plus I'm literally blue anyway; got nothing left to lose," She said with a grin and walked out the main enterance, casting a wink at some random guy who gave her a suspicious glare, watching as he turned away with a slight nod and smile.Ah, the benifits of being a prep. She headed out the school doors, recieving some looks but not really caring all too much. "Hold on," She called out leaning over her bag and pulling out her nike running shoes she had customized to purple, green, and black and exchanging them for the shoes she had on at the moment and began at a slowish jog down the sidewalk leading to the school. "Ditching is so simple. Teachers just don't care."

[Im.]

Name: Brandy Melville

Age: Sixteen

Location: Outside

Tagged: Bella

Emotion: Content

Wearing: x

(thanks vani c: )


Brandy shrugged. "Suit yourself." She chuckled, shoving the door open with one hand as she continued to look down at her phone, typing out a text message. "By the way, if your reputation gets ruined and you blame me, I'll drop kick you." Brandy smiled faintly, quickly glancing at Bella. She watched her change her shoes as she continued to roll down the asphalt. "Yeah really. I'm actually quite surprised at this whole "public school rules and safety thing" because surely it's unsafe to let students wander off of the school grounds, yes?" Brandy put her hood up, letting her bangs stay out. She took a sharp turn and started going through a small path through the trees. "Shortcut, unless you wanna jog like a mile and a half when you have to run sprints tonight." She chuckled.

[~stories untold.]

(No prob c:)
"Don't drop kick me!" She joked as she jogged alongside the girl who was on her board "Plus when your a prep, as long as you're a cheerleader or something, no one's gonna bother you about it, or anything really, because we can all be b****es " She took a quick glance up at the girl adjusting her hood and taking the turn with her, listening to her comment "Haha so funny. I'm laughing now but I sure as heck won't be later," She gave a smile and a roll of her eyes as her dark brown ponytail flew against her. "And yeah, I mean our security isn't good I suppose. I'm pretty well behaved and don't ditch often or at all really so that was a little interesting," She shrugged and jogged down the narrow path "So where exactly do you live? How far is it at our pace right now?" She asked, looking up at the girl on her board before glancing down at the surprisingly smooth path beneath her running shoes. She pulled out her phone from her bag in mid jog, checking the time and just barely missing a tree by a few centimeters before deciding it wasn't the best time to look at her phone or her new text from Miley.