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xxxxxxaugust groaned as he sat on the plane, his muscles sore from sitting in the same position for two hours. he grinned as they finally started to let passengers off. the boy smiled happily, standing up and grabbing his bags from the overhead drawers. augustus started towards the exit of the plane. he eventually made his way towards the airport, now utterly confused as to where they were supposed to go. they had to take a bus to a restaurant, where they would get free lunch, and then a bus to their houses. he frantically searched around for the exit of the airport, and sighed in relief as he found it. the boy made his way over, before climbing onto the bus and sitting in a window seat. he hummed to himself, running a hand through his messy black hair. august was excited for the trip, but also incredibly nervous.

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xxxxxxavery had woken up from a nap when the plane landed. she felt tired and her head felt heavy, however the girl instantly perked up as she realized they were in malibu. it was already so beautiful here, with very warm weather and beautiful palm trees. it was a drastic change of scenery from oregon. she grabbed her bags and walked off the plane, her legs shaking bit from sitting in the same position so long. she had no issue finding the exit of the airport, and made her way onto the tiny bus. avery sat down in the back of the bus, pulling out her phone. she made a post to snapchat about just landing in malibu, and then scrolled through her feed. avery put her hair up into a bun, and then gazed out the window. it was so beautiful here, she loved it.

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Michi Suzuki

Michi winked at her reflection in the airplane window. She loved winking at herself; it always made her smile. She stretched her legs as she saw people standing to get their belongings. She grabbed her oversized plush alpaca backpack. She'd bought it to match her current baby blue crop top with "Cutie" in white lettering. She played with the fabric of her lavender leggings as she walked towards the airport exit. Finding the bus with mild ease, she strolled onboard and found an empty seat near the front. She adjusted her pink rhinestone sandals and pulled out her phone to take a selfie. "Well, Michi, you look exceptionally cute today." She whispered to herself as she posted the photo to her Instagram. Unlimited data had it's perks.

Kai Sidana

Kai was one of the first people off of the airplane. Airplanes made him nervous, and he had wanted to be nearest the front in order to get off as soon as possible. He struggled finding the exit; he'd never been to this airport before. After some asking around, he found the exit and the buses. As he climbed onto the bus, he examined who was on so far. No one seemed to want to be social, so he found somewhere to sit by himself in the back.

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♚‡ C A T O 'K E N A I' B R U I N.
[male] [18 years] [free spirit] [relationship:n/a]
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☞CATO was still recovering from the flight that had dumped both himself and twenty-three of his fellow classmates into the new and unknown territory of Malibu, California. The cold sweat that had stayed constant on his forehead the entire flight was finally beginning to dissipate, though his body still felt like it was shaking in the bit of turbulence they'd encountered. Did he mentioned he hated planes? Of course, he'd been in such a rush that morning double and triple checking that everything he needed was packed and that he would make it to the airport on time that he'd forgotten to take anything to help calm his nerves.

Consequently, Cato had been a jumbled mess of anxiety for the good first half of the flight before finally relaxing enough to enjoy the spectacular views just outside of the small oval window to his left. Having landed safely onto solid ground once more, the burly blonde was almost tempted to kiss the airport tiling beneath his feet in sheer gratitude. He didn't, of course. Cato now stood rather impatiently at baggage claim, his trusty and incredibly worn backpack slung lazily over one shoulder as he awaited the arrival of the rest of his luggage for the summer. Whenever he had to fly anywhere, there was always a gnawing fear at the back of his mind that he would be the one unlucky passenger to have lost his luggage. With his track record, it was probably halfway to Bali by now.

A cockeyed grin slipped momentarily across his full lips as he took the time to appreciate his own joke. A callused hand moved absently upwards to adjust a beaten up Dodger's baseball cap. Though not incredibly into mainstream sports, like most Americans he could appreciate the famous pastime. Now with some free time on his hands, the boxer took the opportunity to investigate his surroundings and whether he fit into them or stuck out like a sore thumb. Right off the bat he noticed how unbelievably tan everyone around them seemed to be, especially in comparison to his pale Irish skin. Note to self: Work on tanning. Besides the obvious difference in skin tone, not much separated him from the average young man walking about the airport, something he was grateful for. His mother had been spot on when she'd sent him off in a pair of light washed skinny jeans, his most treasured vans, and a baggy faded t-shirt. Cato would forever appreciate her eye for fashion as she'd saved him from embarrassment on countless occasions. In fact, she'd packed just about everything in his suitcase despite him now being a legal adult capable of fending for himself.

As the tall blonde continued to wait for the arrival of a large blue duffel bag and a guitar case, he settled his weight on one foot, allowing his body to lean against a nearby pillar as he contemplated the circumstances that had landed him in sunny Malibu. The mechanic had entered into the little contest held by his school, knowing that his chances of actually obtaining this last adventure before college were slim to none. Yet here he was, surrounded by the oddest assortment of recent high school graduates he’d ever laid his crystal blue eyes on. Not that he was really one to judge. Cato’s only hope entering into this new chapter was that everyone would get along relatively amicably and they could avoid too much unnecessary drama. It was far fetched.

Just as he was about to give up and report his bag as lost, it skittered through the dark flap and across the rickety machine towards him. Cato shoved off of the cool stone pillar, reaching out one strong arm to retrieve the duffel bag while the other extended to pick off his guitar case. If he’d lost that instrument he never would’ve forgive himself; it had been the last gift his father had given him since the divorce and since the man had moved across the country to Boston.

Looking up from his last grab as he attempted to shoulder all three bags, the tall boy glanced around for the rest of his fellow graduates, panic beginning to settle in when none could be found. With some effort, Cato quickly dug out his phone from his back pocket, opening up his messages and finding Avery's name. 'hey. where did you guys go? I think I'm a little lost' he prayed that she'd see the text in time as he began following the flow of people towards what he could only hope was an exit.

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[female] [17 years] [timid tiger] [relationship:n/a]
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☞HAYDEN had loved every moment of the plane ride from her home base in Oregon to the sunny beaches of Malibu, California. She'd specifically been one of the first of their group to board so that she could acquire a window seat and admire the world as it flew past. Despite being anything but a basic girl, the blonde had given into the urge to snap a few pictures of the stunning clouds as they floated by; as always, she had daydreamed about what they would feel like. Now, with two unusually large feet planted on concrete ground once more, the tall girl returned to her more reserved nature.

Backpack slung over her shoulder and carry-on duffel in hand, she had waited patiently in the detestable line that seemed to always happen when coming off of any plane. As the group meandered their way towards the exit, she caught sight of Cato slipping towards baggage claim. A warning hum trilled softly in her throat, but she didn't pursue the boy as he wasn't her responsibility. A nervous roll over her neck let out various cracks and crunches, a soft and satisfied sigh passing soft lips as her body began to un-cramp itself. While being in the air was amazing, having full mobility and not having your legs crushed by the jerk in the seat in front of you would always win.

As the group neared the exit and the awaiting bus, Hayden caught sight of Avery fiddling with her phone, her own nose scrunching up in disinterest; clearly, social media would be a frequent occurrence on this grand adventure. The quiet jock trudged onto the bus, still adjusting to the slightly muggy heat that lingered in the air and clung to her boy. Finding a seat towards the middle of the bus, she quickly deposited her luggage and opted to take the window seat once more. Drawing lightly tanned legs up underneath her, the blonde slipped one earbud in as her forehead pressed against the cool glass of the window. For the first time since exiting the plane, she took the opportunity to simply drink in her surroundings.

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xxxxxxaugust groaned as he sat on the plane, his muscles sore from sitting in the same position for two hours. he grinned as they finally started to let passengers off. the boy smiled happily, standing up and grabbing his bags from the overhead drawers. augustus started towards the exit of the plane. he eventually made his way towards the airport, now utterly confused as to where they were supposed to go. they had to take a bus to a restaurant, where they would get free lunch, and then a bus to their houses. he frantically searched around for the exit of the airport, and sighed in relief as he found it. the boy made his way over, before climbing onto the bus and sitting in a window seat. he hummed to himself, running a hand through his messy black hair. august was excited for the trip, but also incredibly nervous.

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xxxxxxthe blonde looked down as her phone buzzed, and she couldn't help but giggle a bit at cato's message. classic cato, always getting lost and confused. 'hey' she texted him, 'omg we're already on the bus.. ugh i'll come and find you. where are you?' avery said, as she stood up. she placed her bags on the seats, making sure no one would take them. avery rushed out of the bus, frantically looking around the airport. there was no way in hell she was missing the bus. she tucked her phone into her pocket and rushed around the airport, before spotting her best friend next to the baggage pick-up. she smiled, running over and hugging him, laughing as the boy struggled to balance his bags while hugging her back. "hey," she smiled, as she pulled away and motioned towards the bus. "how was your plane ride? mine was super boring." she said, as she started to the exit. "we gotta hurry, the bus might leave without us." once they arrived on the bus, avery let out a relieved sigh. she sat down on the seat, moving her bags. she then patted to the seat next to her, motioning for cato to join her. "you almost made us miss the bus. thanks, cato." she teased, as she folded her legs and leaned back."isn't malibu beautiful?"

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Kai Sidana

Kai was one of the first people off of the airplane. Airplanes made him nervous, and he had wanted to be nearest the front in order to get off as soon as possible. He struggled finding the exit; he'd never been to this airport before. After some asking around, he found the exit and the buses. As he climbed onto the bus, he examined who was on so far. No one seemed to want to be social, so he found somewhere to sit by himself in the back.

Michi Suzuki

Michi heard voices further back. As far as she could tell, it wasn't anyone she was close to. She rolled her eyes at the obvious teasing, and pulled out her headphones. "They're almost as cute as I am," she'd say as she pulled on the cat ear headset. They glowed a pinkish-red color, and had taken forever to save up for. As much as she didn't like talking to new people, she almost wished she had the heart to walk up to someone. In the end, she found she couldn't care less, and started humming to a Nyanners cover.

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male .. 18 years .. relationship ;; n/a .. tag(s) ;; augustus

;;Joon scuffled off the plane, the soles of his converse dragging the concrete in a somewhat haphazardly manner. Being a dancer, Minjoon was used to movement. Every ounce of his day was eaten up by stretching, working on new moves, or just throwing his limbs in every direction for the fun of it. One thing he was not used too, however, was being bunched up on a plane for hours. The teenager could practically feel his muscles protesting as he sat silently. Toward the end of the flight, all brain function had shut down just to focus on how bad his legs felt as the bunched up beneath him. The first thirty minutes or so was happily revolved around listening to the music that radiated through his headphones, but now? He could hear a faint hum, but no words fell past his ears. In one ear out the other he supposed.

However, after what felt like actual years the plane was landed and everyone was scrambling for their bags. Joon was definitely one of those people. Typically, he would wait for some clear space before trying to get his things and exiting the plane but he was just so desperate to get off this flying tincan of death. So, after some mumbles of 'sorry' and 'please don't push me' he had his bag and was ready to move again. My god that is exactly what he did. Minjoon took long, sweeping steps as he navigated through the airport. Sweet smelling desserts and strong brewed coffee hit his nose and his stomach couldn't help but let out a small groan of protest. He nearly forgot that he was too nervous to eat this morning, which by now was hours ago. Yanking out his headphones and shoving his phone in his jean pockets, he decided to move a bit faster towards the buses that waited for him and his classmates.

After what felt like another fifteen years at least, he found the correct bus. Thankful he only had one bag with him, he shimmied onto the bus and scanned for a seat. Panic set in as he began to realize that there was only one seat available. Nervously, he walked up to the boy in the window seat before sheepishly pointing to the open one beside him. Never one to be good with words, Joon hoped and prayed that this boy would understand what he was asking and wouldn't ask too many questions.

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xxxxxrising from the male's mouth, a sigh was barely audible from where he sat on the back of the plane. he'd always hated taking planes; whether it be a fifteen-minute or seven hour flight. it could've been the way the plane soared above everything else, and the fact that at any moment something could go wrong. or, just the sickened feeling he'd commonly get when he boarded in general. although he was rather ardent about the trip, if he could he would've rather driven for however long it would've taken him.

xxxxxa curious green gaze shifted towards the front. they were now letting people begin to disembark the aircraft. biting his lip, cliffe struggled to stand up and attempt to make his way forwards. he hadn't a smaller bag on the plane with him, just his phone and headphones. eventually, after a minute he made it inside the airport and to the baggage claim. according to what he'd heard, there was a bus that was supposed to come and pick everyone up from the airfield. so, waiting for his bag would probably be pretty painful considering it could make him late. then again, there were only twenty-four people on the trip. they were the only ones who had been on the flight, so he doubted it would take too long.

xxxxxafter waiting several minutes, the seventeen year old had found his bag traveling alone the seemingly unstable machine. in a rather quick manner, he'd grabbed it and ran outside. for all he cared at the moment, it could've been the wrong exit and he still would've taken it. but thankfully, it was the correct way to the bus. scratching the back of his neck out of nervous habits, he took a moment to pull the suitcase up the stairs, roughly. again, as normal for cliffe, he made his way towards one of the seats at the back of the vehicle.