Lincoln Park Academy for Preforming Arts -- open

[SheSoQuiet]

Teri pulled back her hand when she saw the girl pull out her notebook (Cheyanne). *maybe she didnt hear me. Or maybe she did but didnt want to talk to me* Teri said in her head as she looked around to see what everyone else was doing. She wondered who were dancers. She turned back to sebastian "Yeah they were..and yeah we should. I just have to go to the office to get my class schedule and locker number." Teri said as she looked up at Sebastian eho towered over her a bit. Teri then turns and walks towards the door she came out of earlier

[K H A L E E S I]

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mackenzie
"kenzie"
eighteen
dancer
tags cash
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kenzie's eyes stayed stuck on her phone "mhhmm. i'm kenzie." she said, not in the most friendliest tone. not that she meant it to sound mean, she just was in a frustrated mood. her hair wasn't doing what she wanted, plus she hadn't had her morning coffee yet. and without her coffee she wasn't the nicest of people. looking up from her phone she looked around to see if her housekeeper was here with her coffee yet. but sadly, she wasn't.

[sinensys]

Maar Nox-19-Theater

He nodded. "I see." Most of the time, the shy and quiet people were the ones who were good people... or crazies plotting something against the government or whatever. "Why ever not?" He said, mocking Shakespeare, but the question was half-serious and half-jokingly. Maar himself was a judgemental person, but only after a minimum thirty minute conversation, or until they knew enough about each other. So far, he knew very little about Zan.

Cheyanne Brightheart-17-Writer

Sebastian's comment on being late for class got Anne to look up from her notebook and at her watch. It really was almost time for class. She got her few belongings and stood up. She glanced around, her multicolored eyes nervously skittering about. She had considered asking to go with Sebastian and Teri, but her usual thougts came. Who can you trust? Who can you trust? sang the voice in her head, quoting Imagine Dragon's song 'Gold'. After a few moments, the battle ended and she silently slinked towards Seb and Teri. "Do you mind if I tag along?" Her question came out as usual- a murmur.

[ravenblue;;]

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☾Ҭəȿȿᾱ Қϊɳɠ☽
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➳female|17|singer|where: main school building|Tagged: Flynn ➳

She watched as he packed up his guitar as she prepared her things for standing, but before she could complete the process herself Flynn her eyes locked on the outstretched hand. "Ooh, we have a gentlemen in the room" She said, flashing him a playful smile as she clasped her hand around his and allowed herself to be pulled up. "Flynn, hey? Cool name. Thanks for the offer, but I have no alternative at the moment, so I guess you're stuck with Flynn, Flynn" She continued, straightening her clothes up in preparation for the trip to the main office. "Shall we be off?" She asked, before realising something. "Wow, how rude of me!" She exclaimed, slapping a hand to her forehead in disbelief, [color=#FFBFBF]"Ok, let's have a do-over. Hi Flynn, my name's Tessa, it's a pleasure to be acquainted" She said, giving him a mock curtsy, "But I guess you could shorten it to Tess, or even T, if you want. Feel free to give me something new though. Thanks for offering your services to a random new girl - It is greatly appreciated"

[SheSoQuiet]

Teri turned her head around and saw Cheyanne. "Nope your welcome to tag along." She said looking over her shoulder at Cheyanne. She notice that she had two different eye colors. "Woah girl. What's up with the eye color? Were you born like that or are those contacts? Because thats like soo cool" Teri rambled on. She had never seen anybody with two eye colors except for on dogs. Teri just had regular brown eyes but would where contacts on special ocassions.

[bleachbear.]

Reagan Jacobson
"Bright eyes? Aw, sweet!" I teased. The boy was quite a bit taller than us so it took a great effort of walking to keep up with him. As I continued to fall behind, I jogged up to him. "Ugh T-rex, slow down." I groaned, tiredly.

Hadley Jacobson
I laughed as Reagan called Grant a T-rex. He was muscular and tall. The name seemed to 'sorta' fit him. I continued closer to Grant. Taking large steps at a time. "Have not a clue." I said as he asked what classes we had. "Probably boring ones!" I added with a smile.

Cash Elden
I nodded, unsure of what to say. "So, what do you do Kenzie?" I asked as I attempted to start up a conversation. "Sing, dance, play an instrument, write...?" I said as I looked ober at her.

Zander Liness
I shrugged. "Because." I said before looking over at Maar. "I am not one of those kids that people adore. Elders, adults, teens, toddlers and infants don't like me. I am unlikable. I can't help out. I've been able to deal with it." I shrugged.

[K H A L E E S I]

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mackenzie
"kenzie"
eighteen
dancer
tags cash
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kenzie turned her phone off and put it in her bag before turning to cash. "dance. i dance." she answered putting on a smile. "what about you? what do you do?" kenzie questioned. turning her head to the road she saw her house keeper walking towards her, a coffee in her hand. relieved kenzie left cash and walked over to get it, thanking her for getting it. walking back to cash kenzie sipped from her coffee. finally now feeling awake.

[eleutheromania]

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[ seb ]
[ male ]
[ eighteen ]
[ heterosexual ]
[ theater ]
[ tags; cheyanne, teri ]

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The girl, Teri, seemed to bring into light that Cheyanne had multicolored eyes. Sebastian didn't see it as a awe thing, though it was interesting. He had read about such things before and found it incredibly fascinating but was not one to come out and state what he thought over someone else's appearance. "Yeah, your eyes are very pretty." It was said as a compliment that held no underlying message, he was just giving her what he thought over it, no strings attached, That was usually Sebastian when it came to girls. "I highly doubt those are contacts Teri." he added as he began the trek to class.

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[ grant ]
[ male ]
[ seventeen ]
[ heterosexual ]
[ dancer ]
[ tags; hadley, reagan ]

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T-rex? Did he look like he had small arms? Grant made a t-rex impression for the two girls. "I can't reach because I have this big head and little arms, because of course someone decided I'm comparable to one." he said jokingly to the two. "Plus, I'm not walking fast, you're just short and I'm just tall. My strides are long, would you like me to take baby steps Bright Eyes?" he questioned teasingly before continuing. "You kinda need to know your classes in order to go to school, I can't take you to class if I don't know what class I'm going to." he said with a over dramatic roll of his eyes.

[sinensys]

Maar Nox-19-Theater

Maar raised an eyebrow at the 'explanation', debating on a better one, but then he noticed the other students all heading towards the building. "Look's like class is starting," he said, annoyed yet eager at the same time. He liked his classes, but sometimes there were weird people and/or annoying people. "We should probably go," he stated then got up.

Cheyanne Brightheart-17-Writer

Cheyanne shook her head at the question about her eyes. "No, had they been contacts, I would've gotten rid of it," she spoke softly with a weak smile. The smile grew a bit at Sebastian's compliments. "Thanks," she said shyly. If only there weren't people who thought her of some alien because of her eye. "It's a genetic mishap called heterochromium iridum," was her simply explanation. Cheyanne followed Sebastian and Teri after a moment, trailing behind them a bit. How could she have trusted them with that information? How?

[queen bae]

d e v o n S a n d e r s
xxxxxI pull my fingers through my strawberry blonde hair, making a quick attempt to fix my appearance. I don't want to be late for class, but I also don't want to show up looking as I currently do. It would seem as if I have a skill, managing to always look like I just rolled out of bed. Not necessarily something to brag about. Certainly I would make it on time, I always did. Always as in, well... most of the time. "A lil' better," I whisper to myself in the mirror.