silver shore high - - - open!

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we can now start

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Should we have an ic thread and a separate discussion thread?

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jade rowan
if you were to ever call jade elizabeth rowan an early bird, she'd groggily smack you wherever you were standing. being a party girl and a night owl have some perks, but more disadvantages to them. does she care? not at all. nope. in no way whatsoever. it's just part of who she is. the big puzzle that makes up silver shore's very own blair waldorf.

jade's night had been interesting. her father was having a business dinner down in the dining room of their mansion, and she didn't really want anything to do with it. the girl had been up in her room listening to music when she got a text from some girl she wasn't really friends with about a party. she pulled on a dark red velvet skin-tight dress with a slit down the left leg as well as her favorite chanel bag and left the house as soon as possible, standing in their large garage for ten minutes while trying to decide which car to take. she couldn't choose between a brand new mclaren that she'd gotten for her seventeenth birthday or a vintage 1969 cherry red chevy camaro that her father bought at an auction.

she went with the '69 camaro.

the night had gone alright. she spent most of it dancing and flirting with guys who attempted to dance with her, although no one caught her eye really. her thoughts flashed to geo. maybe he had been there, but she hadn't seen. he was sort of her partner in crime when it came to parties and she felt safer with him around. she could certainly take care of herself, but there's only so much a tiny 5'0 girl can do to protect herself. geo was a solid foot taller than her and made her feel pretty damn protected.

she came home pretty late and crashed immediately, but didn't sleep. she just laid in her bed, staring out the window at the stars outside in the sky, for hours on end. it was around four am when her thoughts began to revolve around him. the handsome, six foot, muscular senior with curly hair and the most charming smile she'd ever laid eyes on. he had a seductive voice that flowed like silk and many girls had a crush on him.

but they were only friends.

she flirted with him, he flirted with her, but it was nothing. he flirted with plenty of girls and she did the same with a handful of guys. she didn't really feel when she was talking to them though. there was no spark. no flow. it was satisfying though, and it gave her validation. since her father didn't pay attention to her, she sought it elsewhere.

but those boys didn't make her heart beat faster. they didn't make her stay up at night thinking about them. she certainly didn't fantasize about them. they were just there to fill the void that had been left by her ex when her heart was broken for the first time. it hurt her so badly that she gave up on love for a while.

his name was alex. they met when she was a freshman and he was a sophomore. there was a decent connection right from the start, but as it grew and expanded it really became something special. the two of them started off as friends and quickly branched off into something more. anyone with a pair of decent working eyes could see it.

alex and jade were together until the end of her junior year. she found him at a party with another girl and ended it on the spot. he pleaded with her to give him another chance and that he promised not to hurt her but she wouldn't take it. she couldn't handle the risk. the pain was just too much.

his pleading turned into an argument. both of them said some harsh things, but jade had a motive. alex? not so much. he ended up saying he never loved her and he was using her for looks and money. it shattered her trust in guys.

she had been friends with him during this time. he caught her fall. their small talk became gentle teasing and making jokes and soon escalated into flirting.

but they were just friends.

she didn't have a chance with a guy like him anyways. what would a guy who could get any girl he wanted see in her? she didn't know. even though she appeared confident on the outside, her self esteem had never been lower than it was after her breakup with alex. it crushed her. she absolutely hated herself and spent hours looking in the mirror and staring at her reflection.

he definitely didn't want her.

their flirting was just messing around for him.

she was just some girl he went to when he was lonely.

she didn't mean anything to him.

... right?

sleep had been quite rough, clearly. in fact, she only got half an hour. she went to school and finally arrived after her driver took a detour because of traffic. jade walked into the school and looked from side to side, seeing everyone who was staring at her. she tended to affect people that way with the way she was. of course, her father was a famous socialite, but there was also something about the way jade's hips swayed while she walked that seemed to entrance those around her.

hearing the bell ring, she was already late, but she knew in a heartbeat that she absolutely, without a doubt, would not be going to first period. she pulled out her phone, scrolling through her contacts until she found a familiar name and typed up a quick text:

♥ g ♥
j is typing
j: i'm really not up for 1st today
u down to ditch?
i'll be in the projection room in the theatre

she bit her lip as she sent the text, grabbing her bag and heading up to the projection room. the auditorium was incredibly nice, someone in the pta had donated for it to be redone around a year ago. she made her way up to the projection room and picked the lock, leaving it unlocked in case geo would be coming. the projection room was sort of her place. it was where she went when she didn't want to be around anyone else, and unless there was a film club meeting going on, no one ever came up there. there was a nice couch and a projector as well as several organized stacks of film.

she nibbled on her lower lip, hoping he'd show up.

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Kurt Mangrove/ 17/ Male/ Punk
Location: Arriving at school
Tags: Open

Beepbeep beepbeep beepbeep... Kurt cracked his eyes open, a gravely groan leaving his throat. He reached out and fumbled blindly for the snooze button on his phone, then immediately went back to sleep. It wasn't any better five minutes later.

This time, he slowly hauled himself out of bed. Kurt's room, the same one he'd been given when he was moved into this way-to-big house, was almost pitch black. His blackout curtains blocked any shed of daylight outside, and he didn't plan on opening them any time soon. He clicked on his lamp so that he could see and began to gather up the semblance of a wardrobe. It was probably time to do laundry. His favorite hoodie was sitting in the bottom of his dirty clothes hamper, along with most everything else he deemed worthy of wearing. The only things left were his last resort clothes: mostly things with his dad's band logo on it. He avoided wearing these for obvious reasons. Spite, mostly.

He dug into his shirt drawer and pulled out a crisply folded shirt. Kurt was shockingly neat for a teenage boy, almost obsessively so. The shirt was white with the light purple logo of his dad's band on the front. Kurt grimaced at the skeleton face, as it grimaced right back. He then pulled out his last pair of clean pants, a pair of jeans, black of course. They had frayed slits from the knee down, and he'd been told by multiple teachers not to wear clothes in holes in them to school. Honestly, it just went in one ear and out the other. When they start buying him clothes, then they could dictate what he could and couldn't wear.

Kurt set his day's outfit on his dresser for later, then shambled into the bathroom to take a quick shower and brush his teeth. He tossed his flannel pajama pants into the dirt clothes hamper, and caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. His ribs protruded a bit too much, and his joints has become a bit too knobby. He knew it wasn't healthy, but what was he supposed to do? Go see a doctor?

Honestly, most of Kurt's problems could be solved by going to a Certified Adult™, but he was too scared of the possibility of being shipped off to a boy's home if he did. Trade in being forgotten about for the possibility of being actively abused? No thanks.

Kurt turned the shower on and stepped in, the hot water hitting his face waking him up a bit more. He didn't take long. Soon he was back out and towel drying his hair. He was sure that helped with it's general unruliness, but he'd discovered long ago that his curls were a force to be reckoned with regardless. He ran a comb through his dark brown mop, then brushed his teeth, got dressed, and headed to the kitchen to see what he could pull together.

The money fairy hadn't visited in a while. It had been over two months since his father had sent money. Kurt was down to his last 5 bucks. What would happen when he ran out? He'd cross that bridge when he came to it, he guessed. Kurt reached up and opened one of the cabinets to pull out a massive keg of nutrition drink powder. This stuff was pretty vile, but it was cheap and it was just about the only protein he got in his diet. He unscrewed the lid to find that he was down to his last scoop. Kurt sighed and rested his head against the wood of the cabinet in frustration for a second.

Finally, he got a cup and dumped the last of the powder in and mixed it with water. Kurt thought that using water made this stuff even less palatable, but he'd long since ran out of milk. He plopped down at the kitchen table and pulled out his phone as he sipped. He'd text his dad again, on the off chance that he hadn't changed his phone number and forgotten about his son for good.

Contact: Paul

Kurt: Moneys running low
Sent 8/20/2018

Kurt: Down to the last 15 dollars. Send more money
Sent 8/29/2018

Kurt: Only have 8 dollars left. I need money
Sent 9/3/2018

Kurt: Send more money
Kurt: Please
Send today at 6:12 AM

Kurt had low hopes that he would respond. He couldn't help but wonder what he'd possibly done to tick the guy off. He hadn't even spoken to his father formally in over a year. The occasional text to remind him to pay the utilities or to send money was about it. And now he'd stopped doing that. What would he do if the lights got shut off? Or the house was repossessed? The thought made the chalky faux chocolate drink he'd just finished sit ill in his stomach. He pushed it from his head as he stood and took his glass to the sink. Maybe he'd respond this time.

Kurt made his way to the front door. Before he left, he slipped his feet into his favorite black boots and shrugged on his leather jacket. He grabbed his beat up old back pack (black, of course) and slung it over one shoulder. He shut and locked the door behind him and headed on his way up the block.

He didn't own a car, or even have a driver's licence, so walking or taking the city buses was Kurt's main mode of transportation. He didn't have enough money to spare for the bus, so...walking it was. Luckily the school was only a few blocks away. Kurt was still a little early as he came upon the school, so maybe he could sneak into the library and catch a couple Z's before the bell rang. His black boots scuffed the cement as he made his way up the front steps and slipped inside.

[Consulting_Angel]

Elliot Johnstone
18|Male|Homosexual
Jock|Senior
Location: Quad/His Car.
Tagged: Open

Elliot woke up around five minutes before his alarm was due to go off, so he lay on his side, just watching the clock, so that the moment the alarm started to ring out, he switched it off, and he let out a sigh as he got out of bed. Mornings right when he woke up were always the hardest, but it would only take a quick shower and a brief exercise warm up for him to properly wake up and be more energised for the day ahead - and his usual, warm self. Indeed, he definitely much better and awake once he'd stepped out of the shower, and then he dried himself off and got dressed into denim blue jeans, a light grey v-neck t-shirt, and a casual black jacket over it. He ran a hand back through his hair, in an attempt to make it look somewhat neater, considering it was a bit of a mess after his shower.

After he'd had breakfast - a couple of croissants with jam and butter - Elliot pulled on his shoes, then he checked his schoolbag to make sure that he had everything that he was going to need for the day ahead, and then his gym bag, with a freshly washed gym uniform from last night. Satisfied, Elliot left the house, and then went to his car, and drove over to the school. He arrived after just ten minutes, and he stepped out of his car and locked it. Then, he was about halfway across the quad before he realised that he'd left his bags in his car, so he turned around and ran back to get them.

Ezra Price
17|Male|Bisexual
Artist|Junior
Location: Locker
Tagged: Open

Ezra was early, he knew that, but he didn't really care. Being early was better than being stared at when he arrived. Even though he'd been in a wheelchair for years, and he'd figured everything out and learnt to cope, he was still rather insecure when it came to getting in and out of a car - especially in the middle of the school's parking lot. Normally, he'd make his older brother - who drove him - park a couple of minutes away, and he'd go from there, but it was becoming increasingly more dangerous to do so, and it was too far for him to not take a car. So, this was the solution. He would be dropped off early, his brother would help him out of the car and into his wheelchair - the only person he would allow to help him - and then he'd pick Ezra up around ten minutes late (though that was mostly because of when his brother's shift finished at the cafe he worked at).

Anyway, Ezra was now in school, the corridors scarce. He went down the corridor, towards his locker, and once he reached it, he leaned up slightly to unlock it, then pushed himself back to open the door so it wouldn't catch. He adjusted the sleeves of his navy blue collared coat - which was styled in such a way so that it was suitable for wheelchair users - then shrugged it off, to hang up in his locker, revealing his mid-blue casual button-up shirt and black jeans. Then he leaned forward to get his bag from the compartment under his seat, and he started to sort through the books that he was going to need for the day.

Lucián Vasquez
17|Male|Bisexual
Musical Theatre|Junior
Location: Cafeteria
Tagged: Open

"Noooooooo..." Lucián moaned, hiding underneath his duvet in an attempt to hide from his alarm clock, which was incessantly buzzing. He did not want to go to school. He did not want to see any of the people that irritated him, or that tried to steal his spotlight. On that thought, though... if he wasn't there for the spotlight, then of course it would be stolen from him. Well, that was certainly enough to get him out of bed and switch the alarm off. His father called out, from down the corridor, "Oh good, I thought you'd died you left that going for so long." and then he laughed loudly. Lucián rolled his eyes, and called back,
"Thanks, Dad."
Then, he rolled out of bed, and went to get ready. He'd had a shower the previous evening, so his hair was soft and fluffy - and easier to work with. Then, he got dressed into a pair of deep blue casual trousers, a white t-shirt, and a fleece-lined denim jacket. He checked himself out in the mirror, then went downstairs with his schoolbag. There was not quite enough time to get breakfast yet, so he figured that he'd just go to the cafeteria first when he got to school. First, he made sure that he had a script, which he'd bundled into a folder with a number of articles and other pieces that he'd written to disparage a few other students that he truly did not like. Then, he left the house, and walked to school, which was only five minutes away.

Once he'd arrived, Lucián walked into the building, and went to the cafeteria.

[Anther_]

𝓔𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓙𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓑𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓷

Emma parked her car in the school parking lot, and got out. It was actually amazing she could walk, her backpack was as heavy as bricks, and her purse was stuffed with books. She yawned, closed the door to her car, walked into Silver Shore High, and looked around for Jordan.

(Sorry, I got a bit of a writer’s block today)

[MonkeyGurl101]

The basics
Name
Florence Diane Coleman
Age
17
Gender
Female
Sign
Taurus
Role
Track female

Digging a little deeper
Personality
Florence is truly a very sweet girl once you get to know her, but the vibe that she seems to give off when you meet her is that you might think she is judging you. She is actually really friendly contrary to popular belief, and is quick to befriend people sometimes. She can be extremely protective over her close friends and family and will do whatever she deems necessary to protect them.

Romantic/dating info
Orientation
Bisexual
Gender preference
No preference
Relationship status
Single
Crush/SO
N/A

On the outside
Height
5'6
Weight
121 pounds
Body type
Average sized
Skin tone
Light
Eye color
Blueish-green
Hair color
Blonde
Hair style
Wavy
Tattoos
None
Piercings
Just her ears
Other body mods
None

Other info
Father
Richard Coleman, 39, alive
Mother
Annie Coleman, 37, alive
Siblings
Josephine Coleman, 12, alive
Pets
None
Originally from
Detroit, Michigan
Anything else?
Nope

RP'er info
Your time zone
ADT
Posting perspective
3rd-person

Form credit to my best friend JrBoy903

[NightshadeRuby66]

Jordan Crest

Jordan rolled over with a groan, as the alarm on her phone went off. She grabbed it off of the table beside her bed, and dismissed it, knowing she would have to get up. She got out of bed, getting in the shower and getting dressed. She ran a brush through her hair quickly, braiding it like normal. She grabbed her bag off of the back of the office chair in her room, and ran down the steps, to the kitchen, grabbing a granola bar, and chasing it down with some milk. She grabbed her lanyard that had her key on it, shoving it into her bag. Jordan started on the walk to school, putting her earbuds in, and ignoring the rest of the world.

Jojo Queen

Jojo awoke, rolling over onto her side. She had somehow managed to train herself to wake up at just the right time every morning. She hopped out of bed, taking a shower and blow drying her hair. After she finished, she threw on her favorite jeans (skin tight of course) and her Adidas jacket. She ran her fingers through her hair, knowing that it was so straight, she didn't even need to brush it. She ran downstairs, to find her mom at the table, already grabbing her keys. Jojo always had her mom drive her. Not to be stuck up or anything, but walking made her feet hurt. She hopped out of the car when they arrived, and sat on the railing at the edge of the steps, waiting for someone she actually talked to to arrive.

[That's The Spirit]

brandon reverez • pansexual
senior • baseball captain
school parking lot • elliot

Waking up for school was something Brandon hated, as his alarm was set for five in the morning. His annual routine consisted of a morning workout, morning shower, and then breakfast, which took up his time until he had to get going to school. His work out in the morning was running five miles, and his breakfast was usually cereal. Getting dressed after his shower, he threw on his black shorts, white muscle tank with the sleeves cut out, Nike's, a cap, and a pair of dog tags. Picking up his backpack and sports bag, Brandon made his way to school. He walked, as he didn't live too far away, and smirked when he saw one of his favorite people, Elliot. Walking up to him, Brandon grinned as he saw the male with out his bags and walking back to his vehicle. "It's the first day of school, can't be forgetting things already, can you?" He asked the other male, giving him a playful grin and a wink.

[ʟᴜᴄɪᴏᴜs]

⚜ Ｇｉｏｖａｎｎｉ

. male . rich senior . stablegrounds > projection room . with jade

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there were times when geo would lay restless upon his bed. at four am, that was one of those times. it was the crack of dawn and geo was bored as all get out. lucifer layed sprawled beside the male in his lonesome california king bed. he was fast asleep and had no intention on waking up or being rudely interrupted. with a soft sigh, geo rolled over. his soft caramel orbs laid fixated upon his double glass doors that lead to his spacious balcony. out in the distance stood the massive building where the cruz stabled their 'royal' steeds. all he could think about was eros. he saw his horse everyday, whether it be a simple greeting or a two hour ride. it was mandatory for geo. he adored his flashy stud. hell, he couldn't take it. with a quick flash geo was out of his bed, dashing to and fro throughout his room. it only took a matter of minutes for him to get dressed in his riding gear and with all the bustling, lucifer still remained unphased. he was a heavy sleeper after all.

the air was crisp and the world stood still as the stars danced upon the night sky. geo was envious of the night. it was able to hide from everyone as for they slept through it. to be completely honest, geo would most likely be a vampire if he were to be a fantasy creature, maybe even a werewolf. though he lives through it everyday, he absolutely despises the daytime. when he's off of school don't even bother calling him or texting him in the morning, he's asleep. a soft chuckle slipped from his lips as he peered inside of the grand stable, acknowledging his fathers horses along with some of his mothers. there had to be around a grand total of twelve horses that were housed on the property. there were much more but those were around the world eventing with his other family members. here was just the 'drop off/trade port' for his family's horses. he wasn't the only one deeply invested in equines, but on the contrary he never believed in showing his stallion. he wanted his horse for pleasure only. as he strolled down the isle way he couldn't help but to gently tap on the muzzles of passing horses. some were soft and pink others black and bearded. all in all, to him, geo was in heaven. he halted before eros stall only to find it vacant. his turn out remained open twenty-four seven, so he could travel to and fro as he pleased. each horse had a massive turn out, some going into their own secluded pastures others forming into one pasture. that was exclusively for the mares and geldings. eros himself had his own lush pasture that he could retreat to as he pleased. as geo entered the stall, he was greeted with a gleeful nicker and a flashy prance. geo adored how flashy eros was, he literally is the horse version of geo and geo likes that a whole lot. as his stallion neared geo, they'd greet each other with a pat to the muzzle. geo didn't want to do much so he decided to star gaze with his stallion. his hands glided along the stallion's smooth back before he hoisted himself up, planting himself upon the horse. geo was way too lazy to get tack so he decided to trust his horse and himself. they spent a whole hour together strolling along the pasture. eros didn't mind geo much, as for he continued to graze will mindlessly walking.

by six going on seven am, eros and geo were cuddled up with eachother. his pristine white riding pants were grass stained due to him sitting upon the wet turf. his back rested against his stallions soft belly while his hand traced along his hoof that laid somewhat tucked beneath his belly. the moment could go on forever.... until his phone began to buzz, it was jade. he couldn't help but to smile upon receiving her text.

♥ babygirl
g is typing
g: shoot, you already know i'm down.
i'll be on my way in a few bbg.
Sent.... delivered

geo swiftly rose to his feet. he then pivoted to face his stallion, planting a soft kiss upon his shiny pink muzzle. "i'll see you around handsome" he whispered before making an exit to the stable. it didn't take geo toooo long to get ready. just kidding it took him ages, from geting inside, to taking his clothes off, to taking a shower, to admiring himself in the mirror, to brushing his teeth, to combing out his hair, to applying a few products, to getting his outfit ready, to putting on his preferred rings, to kissing and cuddling on lucifer THEN finally to his black camaro where he sat listening to the new suicideboys album before driving off to go to school. btw he loved the album. oh yeah, before he even made it to school he managed to stop off by starbucks to purchase himself a venti caramel frappuchino and a venti vanilla iced coffee with almond milk along with a warm croissant for jade. ugh the things he would do for her. he loved her so much.

he was extremely late upon arrival but he didn't care. as he entered the hallway, his eyes immediately fell upon his phone where he ignored everyone. he stopped before the theater room, and quickly slipped inside, closing the door after him. the theater was the home for the geeks. he didn't mind them much as long as they didn't bother him. he hesitated before opening the projection rooms door, only due to him struggling to hold both of the drinks in his hand. as he entered the room he managed to maintain a flirtatious smirk. "mmm, you got all dressed up for me? i'm flattered... highkey lookin like a whole snack right now cutie" he teased as he sat beside her, placing her drink on the table beside the films."decided to get you a little sum' sum', did i take long?" he questioned as he took a sip from his cup with a innocent/playful facial expression.