` woodlock academy . open & accepting!

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Thomas was nowhere to be seen and after a few minutes of standing by herself in front of the gates, it began to feel awkward and uncomfortable. Some kids turned to look at her with a strange look when they noticed her purple hair and lost eyes. Bree changed her weight from one foot to the other before entering after the mass of old and new students of Woodlock Academy. The girl had memorized her room number thanks to her father and Tommy, who happened to be extra careful and looked out of her way too much, as if she was a five year old child. It wasn't long before she found the room that was assigned to her and her roommate, Isabella. Bree was surprised about how quickly she made her way through the infinite hallways of the enormous school. She took a deep breath and opened the door towards the room. The other girl, Isabella, was already there, sitting on a weelchair? Bree knew better than to stare or anything and quickly glanced away, letting out an awkward smile as she put her things on the unoccupied bunk, the top one. Um, hi. I'm Bree. I mean, I'm Brianna. But... uh, you can call me Bree... um... She wanted to slap herself in the face and let the Earth swallow her.

[SaphiraBrightscales]

Isabella Harrison / 16 / female / musician / Tags: Brianna
Isabella was petting her dog's head when a girl came in. She assumes that the girl was her roommate and was correct when the girl introduced herself as Brianna. Isabella smiles weakly at the girl and says in a soft voice, "I'm Isabella but you can call be Bella if you want and this is Faith, my assistance dog." She averts her eyes slightly but immediately covers it up by studying the room.

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Isabella did not laugh at her awkwardness and Bree thanked the universe that she did not get stuck with one of those snobs, with one of the popular girls who made fun of her because of her attitude, taste, whatever. Nice to meet you. Bree smiled, still standing, and fidgeted with her fingers for a while. The dog seemed like a golden retriever [ooc; yeah I stalk the characters' forms o.w.o] and even though it was cute as hell to a dog person, this one girl preferred cats a thousand times more. There wasn't anything wrong with the canines. Bree would just rather have an adorable golden kitty instead of a golden dog. So... do you wanna do something? Like, before classes start... Of course, classes were the best way to break the ice with any person, no matter how popular or mean they were. And what they would do in between... but Bree didn't care about the classes at the moment, just having a good relationship with her roommate. If that didn't happen, she was screwed. Anywhere really. I'm just not the ordering type.

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Isabella Harrison / 16 / female / musician / Tags: Brianna
Isabella smiles and says, "Nice to meet you too. I'm not really sure. I would like to explore the academy. What about you?" Isabella was excited but also nervous for class to start because then she will get to meet the others here but then everyone will know about her disabilities. Isabella sighs softly and starts to hope that she wouldn't get teased and/or bullied here before making her face calm and pushing her fear and worry to the back of her mind.

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Isabella seemed to have the same thoughts that consumed Bree's mind. For a mere moment she remembered her twin brother. Was Thomas socializing already? He probably had at least five friends and three parties to attend to that weekend and it was just around seven fifteen. Bree shrugged as an answer to Bella - she decided to call her roommate by the nickname that was given, mostly because she knew how a person could not like their first name and would rather have the others say another thing before Brianna. That sounds like a plan... I do want to look at the lobby and the music class. She had already spoken too much. A little more random facts didn't hurt anyone. Random facts nobody was really interested in knowing but it was that way and Isab- Bella, would have to deal with it. I play the piano and sing sometimes... And I will get really angry if there are no good reasons I leave.

[ooc; idk what to say i gotta runn ]

[Tragedy;;]

Can I reserve a punk and an indie?)

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Isabella (Bella) Harrison / 16 / female / musician / feeling: sad, embarrassed / Tags: Brianna

Isabella looks up with interest as Brianna mentioned the music class. She was just about to ask what Bree did but Bree had beaten her to it. Bella watches Brianna with curiosity before saying softly, "I also want to see the music class. I play the flute, clarinet, alto saxophone, piano, and violin as well as sing only because I lived in foster homes most of my life and had nothing to do." She realizes that she spoke the last two sentences out loud and blushes from embarrassment as she looks away with a sad look on her face.

[ghosties]

xxxxx[ blake : tagged victor ]
xxxxxblakes lips curved into a smile "vic like v-v-vic fluntes" he said with a nod to comfirm that he would remember victors name by associating him to a band member. he blinked a few times, "dorms?" he was utterly terryfied of sharing a room with someone, his uncle told him that he was sleeping alone somewhere, not in dorms with people. "b-b-bu-bu" he spluttered, he began to choke on his words "p-p-people, tics-" he gulped then remembered victor was standing right next to him. "i was, was gonna have a cigarette and but i dont know what im doing now" he mumbled, slightly confused. he tugged at his suitcase handle "better ge-ge-get going then!" he stated as he began to walk in the way victor was gesturing.

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victor miles
xxxhe laughed. "yes, like vic fuentes." he said happily since he had liked many bands. it was nice to be associated to a nice band member. blake seemed to be confused when he spoke of the dorms. "anything wrong?" he asked. victor put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "if anyone says or does anything about your tics just tell me. i'll give them a good talking to." he grinned, he enjoyed being like a big brother sometimes. victor nodded in response. 'yeah, lets go." he said as he followed by blake towards the dorms. "this place seems quite nice, what do you think?" he looked around the campus with some interest.

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xxxxx[ blake : tagged victor ]
xxxxx"i-i-its fuentes?" blake paused "oh, didn't know" he shrugged, he listened to a lot of bands and knew most of the members of the ones he listened to however his pronunciation of some names was dreadful and probably made others cringe. when blake felt a hand on his shoulder he stopped walking "oak, oak?" he frowned "okay" his suitcase slammed against the back of his heels, he held his breath to stop himself from blurting out something morbid. he mule kicked the suitcase gently so that it was at a distance that wouldn't hurt him again. he nodded when victor said that he would have a good talk to anyone who made fun of or mocked his tics, it made him feel safer, if only victor was around when his uncle dropped him off at the campus. he began walking again. his free hand twitched as he walked "i-its g-g-ga-good, nice, big" he took a loud breath out "v-very big"