Just Another Highschool Roleplay (OPEN AND ACCEPTING!!!)

[lemons.]

ᴢᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ɴᴏʀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ || ꜱɪxᴛᴇᴇɴ || ʙɪꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ || ᴛᴀɢꜱ: ᴊᴀᴄᴋꜱᴏɴ

Zander wasn't really sure about the scene hr caused, but he just nodded. He continued to lean against the lockers, looking at the floor. He then thinks he hears Jackson say something and he turns his head. Curious, he peered over their shoulder at their phone. "Home alone, huh?" He hummed, resting his head against the lockers once again. He mused over that, realizing that being alone was pretty much all Zander went through after school hours, but he spoke nothing of it.

[xx_._King_._xx]

Jackson | 16 | Homosexual | Tag: Zander| Location: lockers

Jackson looked over, “yea my parents are going out for a dinner again,” he said not so amused. He texted his mother back and then slide his phone into his pocket.

[Pit~bull~Lover]

Poet (Twig) Yvonne
Male - 17 - 11th grade - Voice - Homosexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Rowan

Twig laughed softly before nodding. "Yeah, that sounds good." Twig agreed, smiling widely. He got up and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen from his bag. "I'm not in this class, but I'll see you in Art." Twig admitted, handing Rowan the piece of paper that he had written his number on. "Text me if you get lonley." He added, before stepping out into the hall, smiling.

[Amethyst The Gem]

Age: 16

Name: Jacqueline "Jackie" Vixan

Gender: Female

Preference: Straight

Crush/BF/GF: None (open)

Personality:

Grade: 10

Language: Italian

Club: Music

Sport: Volleyball (If she has to choose one, if optional, then none)


(I'll get her pic up soon)

[icxacruz]

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Rowan Victors//15//grd.10//tags:Twig/open//Physics class

Rowan held Twig's number in his hands, searching for a thought. He opened his phone and quickly typed it in, just as the Physics teacher called on him to answer a question. The rest of the class was a blue, he couldn't concentrate. Whenever he tried to think about physics, his mind wandered off back to Twig. He was exited to show Twig to the art room, art was is best subject he thought and he was very proud of the work he did. The class was slow, but as soon as the period bell rang, Rowan shot out of his seat and hustled out the door.

[Pit~bull~Lover]

Poet (Twig) Yvonne
Male - 17 - 11th grade - Voice - Homosexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Rowan

Twig watched the clock the entire class period. Art was going to be fun, he thought as the bell rang. He made his way to his locker quickly, before walking over to Rowan's. He leaned against the cold metal, waiting for the boy.

[lemons.]

ᴢᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ɴᴏʀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ || ꜱɪxᴛᴇᴇɴ || ʙɪꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ || ᴛᴀɢꜱ: ᴊᴀᴄᴋꜱᴏɴ

"Hmm, that must suck," He murmured, sighing. "And they leave you home?" He looked up at the ceiling, his expression unreadable. "How rude..." He added. He took off his glasses and rubbed his face. He tries not to think about his own complications before he does something stupid again, and he puts his glasses back on. Not really knowing what else to say, he just sighs once more.

[xx_._King_._xx]

Jackson | 16 | Homosexual | Tag: Zander| Location: lockers

Jackson sighed, “yea but it’s not a big deal, I just hate how creepy the house is” he said with a slight grin. He looked around around, “I’ll probably just watch Netflix with my dog” he said with a chuckle.

[icxacruz]

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Rowan Victors//15//grd.10//tags:Twig//hallway/art room

Rowan needed to grab some supplies from his locker, but if he didn't, he'd probably walk right past Twig. It was a surprise when Rowan saw Twig near his locker. He smiled and opened his locker. He grabbed another sketchbook, this one was filled with drawings that he hoped to make into a project. He waved his arm, indicating for Twig to follow him, as he walked towards the art room. As they entered, the familiarity of the room filled Rowan with joy. He loved the art room, it was the only place where he wasn't judged. He loved the roughly carven desks, the paint splatters on the floor and up the wall and the smell of fresh canvas and acrylic paint. He smiled to himself. It was a genuine smile, of real happiness, and he never wanted to stop smiling. The first real smile in a while.

[Pit~bull~Lover]

Poet (Twig) Yvonne
Male - 17 - 11th grade - Voice - Homosexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Rowan

Twig smiled lightly at the younger boy. "So, what else do you like? Besides art of coarse." Twig asked, genuinely wanting to know. He wanted to know more about the mysterious Rowan. "Tell me a little more about yourself, I only know 4 things about you so far.. 1. Your name was Rowan, 2. You're in 10th, 3. You really like Art, and 4. You are really cute." Twig listed, adding a lot of seriousness into the last really. He smiled again at the boy, trying his best to make him blush. Somehow cute boys always looked better when they blushed. Well, at least Twig thought so.