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[serafim]

|Kinsey Clearwater|Junior|17|Cheerleader|Location; Hallway-History Classroom| Tags; Logan|

She squeezed her eyes close as she heard Logan begin speaking, then arguing with the teacher over apologizing as she bit the inside of her cheek rather rough, the source being irritation. "Just behave please," she'd beg rather quietly, hesitantly grabbing his hand and lacing her fingers with his. "You could at least do that for me right now," Kinsey glanced at him as she gently gave his hand a soft squeeze, mostly just trying to get him to relax at this point so his anger wouldn't flare up again. "I'm not expecting to understand why you-" her voice trailed off as she looked over at the kid he was arguing with previously, noticing the bruises on his face. "Why you would do that," she whispered, her voice faltering as a feeling of guilt washed over her. She turned from him and refocused back on Logan, her thumb tracing the outline of his finger before continuing, "But i'm expecting a very good reasoning behind it sometime, Logan...now behave, focus on something else."

Lilian Boyer|Senior|18|Musician|Location; History Class|Tags; Cecil|

"Now how was it embarrassing? It was cute" Lilian hummed, giving Cecil another warm smile. She did find him charming, even if such actions were accidental. His shy demeanor was one that she enjoyed cracking every once in a while. She began to rest her head back down on her bag before looking at him, "See, now if anyone else had said that to me i'd laugh because I wouldn't believe them, but I one hundred percent believe you actually found it hot...but enough about that, let's go back to when you mentioned working out," her eyebrow cocked up slightly in curiosity, "When did my dear Cecil start taking up weight lifting and working on these?" she asked as she playfully squeezed his arm.

[ghast.]

✔ ＴＲＡＶＩＳxＫＩＮＧ
gender male │ age seventeen (junior) │ role class clown │ tags miles, logan
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xxxxxgaze following mile's expression, a soft chuckle escaped from travis'
lips, before they widened into an adoring grin, his eyes crinkinling at th
e corners. "well don't, because you could've gotten suspended from s
chool. you still could. he's stupid anyway, i don't want you to get in trou
ble anymore from my problems." coughing nervously at the last bit,
he smiled softly.

he gave a friendly grin, raising his eyebrows in a way that seemed to say
yes-he-is. his steady breathing hitched when logan's snarky comment wo
uld make its way to the teacher, nervous that miles wouldn't react calm
ly to it. he let himself relax again after hearing his response. albeit it n
ot being exactly the response he would've preferred, travis was still ha
ppy he even tried to apologize in the first place. not that he blamed m
iles, but it was a way to end the fight.

"like i said, don't worry about him," he flashed a toothy grin, leaning
forward slightly to ruffle mile's hair. "oh? looks like i'll just have to mak
e sure you don't know about any of them."

[FayrinPhoenix]

XXXXXXXXx Danni Leila Jones seventeen (junior) - ♀ - homosexual - artist
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXtagged: open
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXcrush: open
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXlocation: history
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You're fine Danni.. Just chill out and you'll find it eventually... Attending a new highschool for the very first time in your life was surprisingly more difficult than it seems. That is, for Danni anyways. After moving in with her Aunt, it was only natural that she'd have to switch schools, right? As much as she didn't want to, Danni wanted to get away from that toxic family of hers. She would just have to face her fears of going to an entirely new school. The brunette walked down the never-ending hallways, glancing from side to side each time she passed a set of doors. History.. History.. It's got to be here somewhere.. She thought to herself, fidgeting with her sketchbook that she held close to her chest. She was a shy girl, and not having anyone to guide her through the school was even worse. Just as Danni was about to give up, she had spotted a door that read the words History on it. Her face instantly lit up, and she quickly entered the door. To her overwhelming surprise; there were many many students in the classroom already. Danni froze for a moment, but had soon recollected her thoughts and scrambled to take a seat in the back of the class.. excluded from everyone else, of course. The poor girl looked frantic and nervous. She tapped her black converse against the ground.

[serafim]

|Kinsey Clearwater|Junior|17|Cheerleader|Location; Hallway-History Classroom| Tags; Logan|

She squeezed her eyes close as she heard Logan begin speaking, then arguing with the teacher over apologizing as she bit the inside of her cheek rather rough, the source being irritation. "Just behave please," she'd beg rather quietly, hesitantly grabbing his hand and lacing her fingers with his. "You could at least do that for me right now," Kinsey glanced at him as she gently gave his hand a soft squeeze, mostly just trying to get him to relax at this point so his anger wouldn't flare up again. "I'm not expecting to understand why you-" her voice trailed off as she looked over at the kid he was arguing with previously, noticing the bruises on his face. "Why you would do that," she whispered, her voice faltering as a feeling of guilt washed over her. She turned from him and refocused back on Logan, her thumb tracing the outline of his finger before continuing, "But i'm expecting a very good reasoning behind it sometime, Logan...now behave, focus on something else."

|Lilian Boyer|Senior|18|Musician|Location; History Class|Tags; Cecil|

"Oh, a secret weapon huh?" Lilian purred as she giggled at his remark, "Well then i'll make sure to keep it between us." Her hand drifted from his arm and brushed her hair back from her face, eyes studying the gentle smile on his face. "Other than missing you? Well I haven't done much besides that," she teased, playfully nudging him back as she smiled. "Well I traveled to look at some colleges out of state, ones that I can get into that is," she murmured as her eyes scanned the room briefly, "But once I got home from doing all that I did what I usually do, perform with my band at a couple of restaurants and bars, gotta make money outside of the crappy mall job I have...retail isn't fun especially on holidays and during the summer, too many kids wrecking the store and misplacing items."

[tsunderegf]

[CAMERON COLT. TAGGED: MILES, LOGAN. CURRENT LOCATION: HISTORY CLASSROOM].

“Late, Colt? On the first day of your final year?”
Ignoring the whispering classmates, Cameron brought a hand to his forehead and rubbed his eyebrows - preparing for the scolding he was bound to receive so early in the morning as he made his way to the front of the classroom.
In one swift, angry motion he brought his hand down on the oak wood of Mr. Carter’s desk - revealing a late slip he was so graciously given within 4 minutes of being inside the building.
“Sorry I’m late.” He grumbled, turning around to find his usual desk placement in the back of the class.
With a clench of his jaw, his book bag hit the floor and Cameron was forcing an earbud into his ear. Looking for familiar faces, the 18 year old scanned the room to find a group of sophomores not to far away - and his gaze got stuck on a dirty-blonde head of hair. Trying to muster up a name, he caught himself with the letter M... and before he knew it he was placing a calloused hand on the tiny shoulder a few seats over and leaning out of his seat. “Is your name Miles?” Cameron asked, oblivious to the lesson being taught - whatever it was. This deemed a much higher importance. Although rather quickly, Colt removed hand - a closeted young man reflex - as his close friend Logan called it.

[kino]

❨ 𝐋 𝐎 𝐆 𝐀 𝐍 :: 𝐁 𝐄 𝐂 𝐊 ❩ ───────────
▪ ﹙age: 17﹚
▪ ﹙grade: junior﹚
▪ ﹙group: jocks﹚
▪ ﹙location: history classroom﹚
▪ ﹙tagged: Kinsey﹚

Sighing heavily when the blonde would try and calm him down, he'd begin to loosen up a bit, nodding. "Okay, okay." He would breathe softly, not entirely minding when their hands would link together. Following her glance when she would catch sight of the individual he had attacked, he would shrug, brows slanting in uncertainty. "I don't know, Kinsey. He ticked me off?" Logan would mutter honestly, reverting his eyes back to Kinsey. "Fine.." he'd eventually agree with the idea of fixating his thoughts elsewhere, only to clench his jaw irritably when he'd hear the sarcastic apology being made.
Biting back briefly, he'd meet the younger male's gaze when he'd speak, an exasperated smirk moving across his mouth. "Thanks! You should be apologizing, so.. I appreciate it." He'd call back just as cockily, only to roll his eyes and snicker in irritation when he'd look away, seeking to gently squeeze the cheerleader's hand. "What-the-hell-ever.." the jock would grunt, straightening his posture. Attention now fully fixed on Kinsey, he would grin, expression softening in contentment.
"C'mon, I'm sorry.." he'd then apologize once more, studying her features steadily. Noticing the red irritation that was faintly around her eyes, he would frown, presuming she had cried. "Kinsey, you shouldn't worry about it, okay?" He would assure, attempting to somewhat lighten her mood by offering a fond smirk.
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❨ 𝐌 𝐈 𝐋 𝐄 𝐒 :: 𝐏 𝐀 𝐑 𝐊 𝐄 𝐑 ❩ ─────────
▪ ﹙age: 16﹚
▪ ﹙grade: sophomore﹚
▪ ﹙group: standards﹚
▪ ﹙location: history classroom﹚
▪ ﹙tagged: Travis, Cameron﹚

"You think I really care about getting suspended? That was worth it, I mean.. look, I managed to hit a jock. I'm not bragging because no one's really done that; wait, I kind of am, but that's missing the point. I did it for you, okay? He needed to back off." He would chuckle truthfully, searching Travis's gaze momentarily. "And.. maybe he was too close to me. A bit of both." He'd add, gaze trailing off toward Mr. Carter briefly. "Me? Trouble? Okay, comedy, I'll have you know that I've in fact never hit anyone before, so that's a first. Plus, the teacher was demanding an apology from him, not me. They automatically side with the kid who has a history of zero conflict." Miles would point out playfully, pointing a thumb at himself for mock effect.
Deciding it'd be best to ignore Logan's lingering provoking words when he'd reply to his 'apology', he would fully fixate his glimpse on Travis, scoffing softly. "Does he not let things go?" He'd jokingly question, tilting his head. "Wait- that was pretty stupid of me to ask. He still has some sort of beef with you, so.. I'd assume that he holds grudges." He would evidently correct himself, returning the toothily expression when it was portrayed.
"I'm not worried about him, really.. don't worry about me worrying about that." He'd hum, narrowing his eyes when his hair was ruffled, releasing a meek cackle of amusement. "You can't hide everything from me." He would retort sarcastically, grin eventually softening to a smirk. "For now, but not forever."
A little taken aback when he'd feel someone touch his shoulder, he'd clench his jaw, eyes snapping themselves behind him. He recognized the senior immediately as being one of the popular kids, which already unsettled him enough. "Um, yeah? What's it to you? Don't you have better things to do rather than talking to me?" Miles would breathe agitatedly, teeth clenching in slight annoyance. He wasn't too fond of those of the popular clique, let alone the bees. Attention swerving back to the junior, he would shake his head, shooting him a look of confusion.

[ghast.]

✔ ＴＲＡＶＩＳxＫＩＮＧ
gender male │ age seventeen (junior) │ role class clown │ tags miles, cameron
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xxxxxshrugging, he offered a trivial burst of laughter at the comments. a
lthough it was probably something he shouldn't have been supporting, h
e had a point. truly, he didn't want him to be in trouble because of a m
istake he made. "i guess if you think it was worth it i can't really cha
nge your mind. and wow, that makes me feel very honored," he shot a
wink, toothily grinning. "but really, i'm glad to have you to protect me.
and i mean, it is kinda cute that you'd do that."

raising his eyebrows, he scoffed at the thought of logan. "i mean, we
didn't really fight a lot until now if that's what you're asking. but yea,
obviously he's still mad," he trailed off, gaze meeting miles' own.
raising his eyebrows, he squinted softly. "i just don't want you to
get caught up in drama," he murmured, cocking his head slightly
to the left. but i'll tell you eventually. i should just probably get it fi
gured out myself first."

he turned his head, watching the stranger put a hand on mile's shoulder.
he cocked an eyebrow, unhappily. "uh, what do you want with him?"
he asked, slightly concerned. from what he could tell, miles preferred to
stay as far away from people labeled popular people as he could. he cou
ld sense his uncomfort, which he happened to feel somewhat himself.

[tsunderegf]

CAMERON COLT.

INFO: 18. SENIOR. POPULAR.
LOCATION: HISTORY CLASS.
TAGS: MILES & LOGAN.

Cameron sat back, locking eyes with Miles - who was, for lack of a better word, more mean than he remembered. Although considered “popular,” the whole personality that usually goes along with that wasn’t found within the young adult. It took a lot of will power to open his mouth at all. He watched as the sophomore gave Travis, a junior, a rather confused look - and listened as Travis retaliated. Biting his tongue, Cameron scoffed and winked jokingly to the protector-of-Miles sitting in front of him. To this - Cameron decided it was time to consult the support staff and pulled out his phone.

Dude. What does a guy gotta do to not get in a sexually-confused fight on the first day here...?

He texted Logan across the room, glancing back up to make sure his friend received the text.
Awaiting a response, Colt placed his phone down on the desk and cracked his knuckles. He hated this classroom. Hated the chairs that made his butt look huge. Hated the desks that pressed against his pecks. One hand reaching into his pocket, he fiddled with the fabric and typed one more text to Logan with the other.

Also... what do you know about Miles Parker? Tell me you have the nerd’s phone #.

[Consulting_Angel]

Elliot Johnstone
18|Male|Homosexual
Jock|Senior
Location: History.
Tagged: Logan, Kinsey,
Loren, Skylar, Cameron, etc

Elliot had to admit that Logan's response to the apology from Miles was quite funny. That, and as unbiased he tried really hard to be, there was still something in the back of his mind telling him to side with the jock - no matter what. He leaned forward, putting resting his head in a hand when he saw that Cameron had finally arrived. He had been about to wonder whether the King Bee was going to make a return. He let out a quiet sigh, then he glanced back around the rest of the classroom. It seemed that things had now calmed down somewhat, which he was glad about - though he was still feeling a little hurt.

Ezra Price
17|Male|Bisexual
Artist|Junior
Location: History.
Tagged: Valentina,
Others Mentioned.

Ezra nodded slightly, in agreement. "Yeah... I hope so." He said, then his attention was drawn away from the conversation by the heated argument that was happening between one of the jocks - Logan, he thought - and another student, Miles. He frowned slightly, and murmured, "What is happening..?" because as far as he knew, there hadn't been a provoking factor into the argument - he was sure that it would have been made clear. While a few other students had gotten themselves involved as well, Ezra decided to stay out of it and not speak up. It wasn't something he wanted to risk being dragged into.
Fortunately, Mr. Carter had just arrived, and Ezra breathed out a sigh of relief. Sure, the teacher was late, but at least he was here before the growing fight could have escalated into something worse.

[ptolemaea]

Holly☀︎
(artist) (sophomore) (jayden)
holly nodded. “me too.” she murmured. “happy holly has to come out sometimes.” she grinned, pressing her lips to his cheek. “and most of the time it’s when i’m with you.” she whispered into jayden’s ear.