✰ Gold Medal High ✰ - Now Accepting

[Writing 4 Eva!]

E M I L I A
"Si, mamá, estoy bien. Sí. Aha. Ya. Yo también te quiero. Ya. Chau." Emilia muttered to the phone for the fifth time to tell her mother she was okay in Spanish before she hung up. She was in front of Gold Medal High, the school where she would train field hockey and would probably go to the Olympics and stuff. She desired it with all her soul. By now, the only thing the young girl could do was walk to the steps in front of the school where small groups of people were talking and laughing. She stood there, lost.

J A K E
It was hard to concentrate on running if it was the first day of school. Swearing under his breath after tripping over a rock, Jake walked towards the steps where the people were grouping, talking and teasing each other. he had never been good socializing with people, part of it because he was an orphan and part of it because of his trust issues.

[vogue]

Maia wandered throughout the halls, looking around as boring chatter ensued between preppy gymnastic girls and jocks. she rolled her eyes and took of her phone, glancing at the five text messages. her blonde hair was loosely curled...more like a waved. before she knew it, she was stumbling over someone. "Sorry." She muttered, not really caring. She looked up into the eyes of a boy. (Jake)

[Writing 4 Eva!]

J A K E
Before the British guy could even move a step forward or say "hi" he was already running into someone. Great. He hadn't been in school more than five minutes and he was already pushing other people around. "Um... sorry... are you okay?" he asked with his unmistakeable British accent as he scratched the back of his head nervously. His greenish blue eyes were flashing around with worry reflecting through them.

[vogue]

"I'm fine." The girl said, tucking her phone in the back of her tight jean pocket. She didn't bother to continue the conversation. She wanted to see if he was actually interested in speaking to her or he was another one of those cocky flirtatious jocks. He and his accent were cute, Maia couldn't help but smirk a little as he heard him speak. His words sounded like velvet.

[Writing 4 Eva!]

J A K E
He wasn't exactly the best person in starting conversations so he just awkwardly stood her scratching the back of his head until he looked down at his feet. Jake was incredibly quiet for a sporty person like him, but others usually would mistake him as shy, which he was not. "Um... I... My name... is Jake." he said after some minutes of silence.

[vogue]

After hearing his name her smirk grew into a small grin. "Nice to meet you. I'm Maia." She said before biting my lip, the smirk still on her face. Flirting powers activated.
She blinked and looked at him. He seemed shy, which made him the perfect target. "Your cute." She said, her voice more smooth than usual. She looked at him with icy blue eyes that grew colder by the second.

[azhefa.]

{{Are Equestrians allowed? I'm pretty sure it's a summer sport, but I could be wrong.

[Writing 4 Eva!]

J A K E
The guy nervously looked around after she presented herself and said he was cute. Normally he would be sweet and gentle, and just say thanks, you too or something but this time he completely froze. He remembered years ago of people being nice to him and stabbing his back. Jake got even more nervous and he uncomfortably shifted his weigh from one foot to the other. Thinking of something he could say to run away... "Um, I have to go to class." Jake said fast and then entered the building and then the bathrooms. He didn't know how he found them, he just did. He leaned his back on a wall and started to breath normally again. he hoped not everyone here was like that. Jake slowly walked towards his locker. Most people were taller than he was. That made him nervous, too.

{{ i don't know }}

[candu]

L E A - O C É A N E

"Tout va bien aujourd'hui (Everything is going great today)," Lea mumbled under her breath in French. She was nearly late for her first class of the morning, Math. She couldn't believe she had to start up school on a Tuesday. Better than Monday, I guess she thought to herself. She scrambled into the class, and was surprised to see that no one was there yet, not even a teacher! She checked her watch, and it read '9:45'.

"Qu'est-ce? (What?)" she asked herself, pulling out her schedule. Then she slapped her hand to her forehead. Math had ended an hour ago and she had overslept! It was time for Social Studies. She rolled her eyes and sighed. Everything was going great... really great. She scurried off to her next class, hoping the teacher was nice enough to understand.



M A K S Y M

Maksym looked around the halls, which were buzzing with students who were probably new like him. He knew the Language barrier would probably make it tough for him to make friends, but that didn't stop him. He nodded his head at anyone who passed, and smiled brightly back and said hi anyone who smiled at him.

((So if you guys wanna play along to my time, its Tuesday, and its the middle of Social Studies. The teacher will let you all off, because its your first day.))

((And yup, Equestrian is a Olympic sport so its welcome <3))

[connor.]

Sorry I'm on my phone}}

Olivia;
I walk through the chatty halls of Gold Medal High, even the name she loved. I pull down my flowery button up shirt and pull up my dark blue jeans, my brown combat boots gleam from on top of my jeans. My blonde hair goes down to my elbows and is freshly curled, my fedora hangs off the tip of the back of my head. I look into the door of the huge ice rink. I press my face to the window as my mouth plops open, it was beautiful. I run inside, look around to see if there's anyone and smiling, I pull my white skates out of my backpack. I quickly tie them on and stretch for a minute soon after stepping onto the ice. I skate around the rink a couple times to warm-up. I attempt a triple axel jump and succeed I can't help but smile.