lakeshore high // open + accepting

[King Of Bacon]

Mike Hamilton
Seventeen
Male
Artist
Tags: Logan

Mike nodded in understanding. “Well, I’m honored you chose me to talk to. I’m hardly the most interesting person in this room.” The artist’s brown eyes flicked over to his new companion briefly before looking back towards the teacher. He scribbled a few notes down in his notebook. “You seem pretty interesting yourself.”

Darcy Palmer
Eighteen
Female
Cheerleader
Tags: Ezekiel

Darcy walked into class, looking around for somewhere to sit. She had accidentally slept in, which was rare for her. She was usually up on time and ready to go. She spotted an open seat in the back of the class and went to it, slipping in next to Ezekiel. “Hey, I’m Darcy.” She whispered, giving him a polite smile.

[kino]

❨ 𝐋 𝐎 𝐆 𝐀 𝐍 :: 𝐏 𝐑 𝐄 𝐍 𝐓 𝐈 𝐂 𝐄 ❩ ────────
▪ ﹙age: 18﹚
▪ ﹙location: school, classroom﹚
▪ ﹙tagged: Mike﹚

Chuckling breathily when the other male would claim he was 'honored' to be interacted with, he'd do his best to keep his volume substantially low. "I doubt that, I just don't really know you yet, so I can't agree nor disagree." Logan would snigger jokingly, openly nudging the other male gently with one of his elbows.
A bit taken aback however when he would return a compliment, he'd furrow his brows briefly, shaking his head. "Trust me, I am not interesting." The light-glimpsed male would state, stretching his legs idly beneath the table and bringing them back to the floor.
"What sort of things do you like to do, anyway? I'm not a stalker or some sort of creep, but I have noticed that you take art class. Not many students here take that class- a handful, but since it's an optional class, most choose to take it because they actually like drawing and painting." He'd inquire, offering Mike a small smile.

[King Of Bacon]

Mike Hamilton
Seventeen
Male
Artist
Tags: Logan

Mike giggled softly, flinching away from the nudge. “It’s not creepy. I’m flattered that you noticed me. I do enjoy art; quite a lot actually. I paint in my spare time, and I sell some of my paintings for spare cash.” As he said this, he was absentmindedly doodling in his notebook. “What about you? What kind of stuff are you into?”

Darcy Palmer
Eighteen
Female
Cheerleader
Tags: Ezekiel

Darcy walked into class, looking around for somewhere to sit. She had accidentally slept in, which was rare for her. She was usually up on time and ready to go. She spotted an open seat in the back of the class and went to it, slipping in next to Ezekiel. “Hey, I’m Darcy.” She whispered, giving him a polite smile.

[kino]

❨ 𝐋 𝐎 𝐆 𝐀 𝐍 :: 𝐏 𝐑 𝐄 𝐍 𝐓 𝐈 𝐂 𝐄 ❩ ────────
▪ ﹙age: 18﹚
▪ ﹙location: school, classroom﹚
▪ ﹙tagged: Mike﹚

Humming softly as he'd listen to the responses given, Logan would briskly glance over at the notepad that Mike was idly illustrating in. Noticing that he was quite skilled at the hobby, he'd nod a little, indicating that he was listening to what the other male was saying.
"Oh nice," he'd comment, looking up at the being he was interacting with rather than what he was drawing, "what do you paint? I might be interested in buying a piece sometime, if that's okay with you. I can't draw or paint or do any of that creative stuff. It'd be cool if I could, though." He would chuckle in mild sheepishness, scratching at the back of his neck.
"I just play basketball and hang out with my friends." Logan confessed, tilting his head as he'd observe the inattentive doodling. "That's pretty good, man." He'd solemnly admire.

[Consulting_Angel]

Ezekiel Novak
18|Male|Homosexual
Average Student
Location: Biology Classroom.
Tagged: Darcy.

He kept an eye on the clock, watching the minutes tick by... the teacher was still talking about something that he was sure had already been covered. Oh well... he almost wished something interesting would happen, something completely out of the ordinary that would disrupt the class.
He was brought out of his thoughts when another student entered the classroom, late, and came to sit next to him. He tensed up slightly, for he was not fond of having to sit next to other students - especially those that could be classed as the 'popular' students. He didn't hold much of an opinion on cheerleaders, but he supposed that some could be tolerable. And, it wouldn't hurt to be polite. Ezekiel glanced towards the cheerleader, Darcy, as he now knew her as. "Ezekiel," he responded, his voice quiet, as he introduced himself.

Ezra Price
17|Male|Bisexual
Artist Clique
Location: Biology Classroom.
Tagged: Open.

Ezra was sat at the front of the classroom, for that was where the only desk that would accommodate his wheelchair was. Not that he really minded, but he didn't particularly like biology as a class. Sure, he was tempted to say that he had to be somewhere else and leave, but this class was the only one that his grade had dropped slightly, so he had to pay attention and bring it back up. He took down notes on occasion - for the stuff that he thought he would really need to be sure to remember - but the margins of his notebook were substantially more filled in with little doodles and the like. Despite that, he was, really, still paying attention and listening to the teacher. Not that many would dare to call him out on it if they saw that he really wasn't listening (though there had been one or two occasions that he'd been asked a question, which he'd managed to answer correctly to prove he really was listening).

[King Of Bacon]

Mike Hamilton
Seventeen
Male
Artist
Tags: Logan

Mike nodded, giving the other student a smile. “Oh, thank you. I’d be perfectly fine with you buying one of my paintings. It’s nice to joe my work is appreciated.” He said, flushing from the praise. Despite his prideful nature when it came to his art, he still got embarrassed whenever it was complimented. “That’s where I’ve seen you before! Aside from class, of course. How long have you played basketball?”

Darcy Palmer
Eighteen
Female
Cheerleader
Tags: Ezekiel

“It’s nice to meet you, Ezekiel. Did I miss much?” Darcy asked, quickly jotting down the notes on the board before they could be erased. She couldn’t risk getting behind in school. Failing even one class could not only get her kicked off the cheerleading squad, but also ruin her dream of becoming a lawyer. Stanford only took the best, after all, and that was the schopl she was striving for.

[kino]

❨ 𝐋 𝐎 𝐆 𝐀 𝐍 :: 𝐏 𝐑 𝐄 𝐍 𝐓 𝐈 𝐂 𝐄 ❩ ────────
▪ ﹙age: 18﹚
▪ ﹙location: school, classroom﹚
▪ ﹙tagged: Mike﹚

Gaze wandering toward the cheerleader who had made her way toward the back of the classroom with Ezekiel, he would lift his lip into a silent sneer before reverting his attention back to the newly met artist. "Yeah, of course." Logan would nod, tapping his fingers atop the table's surface for a small moment. Glancing at the teacher who seemed to have provided them with temporary classwork time rather than a whole block time to lecture, he'd take advantage, knowledgeable that they'd actually be able to converse more efficiently now that the instructor had finished talking.
"Here, I'll just give you some money now," he'd pause, aiming to rummage around his jacket for his wallet to retrieve some cash, "I don't know how much you'd want for a piece, but take fifty." Logan would offer, putting the money on the table and sliding it toward him. "I trust you'll give me the painting whenever it's finished. You don't seem like the type to scam." He would murmur, partially laughingly.
"I've played since middle school," he'd eventually reply, biting his lower lip tentatively, "or somewhere around there. I've done it for about six years or so now. How long have you been painting?"

[Koivae]

Name: Carsyn Smith
Age: Seven-Teen
Gender: Male
Clique: Nerd
Personality: Carysn in the type of guy that many people would consider a weirdo . He honestly is just a little socaily akward but means well . Tends to be a little bit on the sensitive and petty side but that's just his nature . Literally a giant walking teddy bear who cares for most and is super intelligent .
Sexuality: Bisexual
Love Interest: None at the moment
Biography : Comes from a middle class family , but sees it has a higher class due to him being the only child . His mother works in the field of medicine while his dad is a neurosurgeon . From a young age he was babied practically by his parents which helped developed his childish sensitive persona . He aspires to be a phycologist but his parents think differently .
Parents: Mother - Annabelle / Father - Christopher
Siblings: Only Child
Pets: A Siamese Cat named Jackson

[ferrari]

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Bran Halcyon
Tagged: Open
Fitzpleasure || Alt J

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"Stupid Gabe!" Bran swore, as he ran through the school. Gabriel had been preoccupied with running the
company, and didn't wake Bran up. He was so very late to class, as he took a glance at his schedule.
Thankfully, he had taken his motorcycle today, so it wasn't like he had to worry about the safety of his
car in the parking lot. He stumbled through the door, hoping that he hadn't caused too much of a scene.
It was never good if you're late on the first day, and that's exactly what had happened to the jock.

[ghast.]

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gender male │ age seventeen │ clique jocks │ tags open
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xxxxxas per usual in caleb's world, everything was a blur in the morning. he w
as frequently late, and even at that he still was working on avoiding the abom
ination that was his combination of sweatpants and a plain t-shirt. although a
verage for people at school, usually he put more work in his appearance.

beside that, caleb was actually having a good day so far. biology, probably one
of, if not his favorite classes, was where he was headed. the bell had rang, bu
t he was still walking down the hall.

entering the classroom, he took a seat around the middle and tried not to mak
e it obvious that he was late. he did an imaginary fistpump when the teacher
turned around and gave him a strange look, but just turned back away.