{weston high}{high school rp}{o+a}

[Teen_Wolf_Addict]

Talia MCcall\Female\Single\Straight\Bandie\Tags:Majesty👑

Talia walked into the lunch room and went to the table were Majesty was sitting she say right across form her she held up a hand and said "Hi I know you don't know me because I am new but just to say people have already told me to stay away from you which you seem pretty nice so I just wanted to sit with you and prove that your actually a nice person" she looked at her "This is also because I would not want anyone talking bad about me before they even talk to me" she waited for her response

[fluffypears]

atlas mayfair
male | junior | artist | location; library | tags; ryann

s**t. atlas had unintentionally struck a nerve. he pulled his hands back quickly, balling them at his sides. "i-i'm so sorry. i wasn't thinking..." she seemed to dislike touch. noting this, he dug his nails into his palms and watched as ryann shook her head, calmed down. he winced at the hurt enveloping her features. "you don't have to apologize. you couldn't control that," he responded, remembering her phone and crouching to retrieve it. he handed it to her, tongue quickly swiping out along his lips as he considered what to say next. should he ask about why she panicked? would he be prodding? he settled on a gentle, "a-are you okay? do you need anything?" atlas could see her fold in on herself as two people nearby sent haughty snickers their way. he found himself subtly stepping between ryann and the students, as if to protect her from their gaze.

[Litwick]

⮚R Y A N N , S O L A R S⮘
➢ Nationality(English)
-Library
(New Student)-Female-Seventeen(Junior)
-Musician, artist
-Hetrosexual
-Semi Mute/begenning to talk-
Mentions; TAGS; Atlas ,

Ryann looked back up, "Y-yeah, I th-think I'm okay" she joked lightening the mood. She watched him grab her phone, she gripped it, grazing his fingers before reeling her hand back with the phone in it-why was she so scared of being touched by guys?That would be answered later on.. She watched as his tongue grazed his lip, bloody hell did she hate to admit that it was pretty hot. She let out a small sigh, resting her elbows on her kneecaps. "I uh-" Then she saw him step in front of her, shielding the pair of students from her view and sent him a thankful smile. She bit her lip in nervousness, eyes trained on his own before she smiled. "Yeah-umm, I just wanted to clear a few things from my mind" she mumbled before scooting over and inviting him to sit beside her, "But only if you'll listen" She finished, not stuttering once.

⮚ D A N I E L , N E T T S⮘
Nationality(Canadian)
-Lunch room//bleachers
-(New Student)-Male-Seventeen(Junior)
-Musician, Artist
-Hetrosexual
-Anxious/Friendly
Mentions; -Roselyn , Thomas,-
TAGS; Amandla

Daniel sighed tho, putting the ten dollar bill into his pocket- he probably left the impression of him being a snobby rich kid-which he was the total opposite. The new house they'd moved to was a bungalow, although, it did have a few leaks and the ac didn't work, he was humble, and even his outfit was one that was lended by a cousin... That ten dollar bill was just extra for himself if someone was to demand for his lunch money-or lunch, it was $10 out of his life savings which was only 30. He worked for it, doing the neighbors work and getting a few dollars here and there, but he'd do whatever to lend his mother some because he wanted to help with food-the house-and his little sister, sometimes he'd not even eat because he wanted to give his family his food, ever since they moved his mother hasn't been able to find a job, after all, his father-who was divorced from his mother-took the most valuable things and their money along with him. He let out a small sigh-perhaps he was right, nobody liked him-he didn't even know why he wasn't homeschooled. He averted his gaze before turning to Amandla, "I-uh, is it okay if I-I sit with you?" he asked, keeping his distance.

[Strawberry.Wyne]

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Female|Nerd|17 years|Location;; Cafeteria|Tags;; Leo
Olive took her milkshake and took a sip of it before grabbing her sandwich. She smiled as he mentioned soccer and nodded “I’m excited for you, and I also can’t wait to watch,” she said, the idea of being a soccer girlfriend- er.. friend? Made her happy. She thanked him for her burger and took a bite of it as she listened to him speak about breakfast “That’s a cute tradition,” she said after she had swallowed, them took another drink of her milkshake.

[fluffypears]

atlas mayfair
male | junior | artist | location; library | tags; ryann

atlas nodded, then smiled apologetically as the other recoiled upon the brushing of their fingers. i'll have to be more careful, he thought, stepping forward and lowering himself against the wall as he was offered a spot beside ryann. he sat criss-cross applesauce, resting his fidgeting hands between his knees. he watched her as she mumbled, blue eyes flickering over her lips as she caught them between her teeth, then her facial scars in slight interest--he never really questioned them--and settling on her weary gaze. "of course," he started, "say what you need." whether ryann wanted good insight, or if she wanted to vent, atlas would try his best to be a source of comfort.

[Litwick]

⮚R Y A N N , S O L A R S⮘
➢ Nationality(English)
-Library
(New Student)-Female-Seventeen(Junior)
-Musician, artist
-Hetrosexual
-Semi Mute/begenning to talk-
Mentions; TAGS; Atlas ,

Ryann smiled over at him, then looked at his hands that were rested in between his knees they looked soft. Bloody hell, she needed to stop. Ryann shook her head at her thought before she let out a small sigh. "I uh-so well, it's my first day.. and I actually just moved here from london" she started, "I was-as you probably heard" she mumbled "In the system, I've been-was- a foster child" She whispered, "ever since I was five, actually. And uh, the center was b-basically like home-I got sent for caring or adoption-but I'd always-s be sent back because o-of my problems.." she chuckled in disbelief, "And uh, well- at one of my s-stays, I was skate b-boarding around the block" she trailed, "and uhm, well-" she stuttered, tumbling over her words, "M-my f-father-birth f-father" she grounded out quietly, "Well, I was uhm rounding a corner.. and uh a v-viachle.. made contact with my side" she mumbled, "and uh I-r-recognised the car.." she muttered, "It belonged to a f-friend of my fathers.." she trailed.. "He didn't come to the hospital.. although his f-friend did, and he wasn't even sorry" she mumbled. Fidgiting with her hands, "I uh-my f-father.. has tried to contact me since.. and h-he puts the blame on me f-for everything" she mumbled.. "And it happened this summer" she finished pulling a stand of hair behind her ear to reveal a long ugly scar that was still healing. "I uh-If i'm being honest, I don't k-know why I'm telling you this.." she chuckled, "but i needed t-to vent" she let out a small sigh.. "and my mother.. well-I was uh.. taken out of the system to go h-home a few years back.. my father had-d been clar and so I returned" she smiled at the memory of just leaving the centre. "And uhm, well, a few weeks after I w-was at school.. it was my birthday" she frowned, thinking of the day, "and m-my mother was on her w-way to surprise me" she mumbled, "But was d-driven into a ditch.." she trailed, letting a small tear slip her eye, not even bothering to wipe it, the feeling was too familiar. "I was sent back to the center.. because my father blamed me... he-he'd come home-reeking of alcoh-hol.. and-and" she cut herself off, not being able to finish her sentence before her head dropped into her arms. Her body letting out silent sobs, the poor poor boy had to witness this broken girl. "I-I'm sorry" she squeaked out, embarrassed as she continued to let out a few tears-she had built up her walls high, she was emotionless-but after that phone call and his touch-she just broke. Even though he touched her, she missed his warmth-even if she was scared of it.

⮚ D A N I E L , N E T T S⮘
Nationality(Canadian)
-Lunch room//bleachers
-(New Student)-Male-Seventeen(Junior)
-Musician, Artist
-Hetrosexual
-Anxious/Friendly
Mentions; -Roselyn , Thomas,-
TAGS; Amandla

Daniel sighed tho, putting the ten dollar bill into his pocket- he probably left the impression of him being a snobby rich kid-which he was the total opposite. The new house they'd moved to was a bungalow, although, it did have a few leaks and the ac didn't work, he was humble, and even his outfit was one that was lended by a cousin... That ten dollar bill was just extra for himself if someone was to demand for his lunch money-or lunch, it was $10 out of his life savings which was only 30. He worked for it, doing the neighbors work and getting a few dollars here and there, but he'd do whatever to lend his mother some because he wanted to help with food-the house-and his little sister, sometimes he'd not even eat because he wanted to give his family his food, ever since they moved his mother hasn't been able to find a job, after all, his father-who was divorced from his mother-took the most valuable things and their money along with him. He let out a small sigh-perhaps he was right, nobody liked him-he didn't even know why he wasn't homeschooled. He averted his gaze before turning to Amandla, "I-uh, is it okay if I-I sit with you?" he asked, keeping his distance.

[fluffypears]

atlas mayfair
male | junior | artist | location; library | tags; ryann

atlas listened to ryann's words quietly, growing more concerned with each sentence. a life of foster care? only to be filled with guilt over someone's death and coming home to an alcoholic father. he couldn't imagine how trifling that would be. he could feel the girl's pain as her body racked with sobs, and stopped himself midway when he lifted his hand to comfort her. "please, don't be sorry," he said gently, "i'm sorry for everything you've gone through." he reached into his bag, found a few remaining crumpled tissues inside. "here," atlas handed them to her, just briefly glancing at the newly revealed scar above her ear. it looked fresher than the rest, and he felt himself cringe as he went over what she said about her father. what a vile father, he thought, looking away to hide his face contorting in anger. he must have been the cause of most of those scars. who knows where else he put them. and he blamed his daughter all her life? no wonder she was so secluded and had a hard time speaking. atlas had noticed the stutter; though it didn't bother him. he exhaled slowly, then turned back to the sniffling girl beside him, eyes softening once more.

[Teen_Wolf_Addict]

Leo Hale/Male/Straight/Single/International Student/Tags:Olive

Leo smiled as she said watch "Are you gonna cheer on the stands like the best soccer girlfriend ever" he looked down and blushed he thought for a moment 'I hope she does not want to be just frien d's ' he looked back up at her his cheeks as red as a cherry tomatoe even his neck was red and the tips of his ears once all the red went away he said "It is a fun I guess" he sipped his milkshake loudly

[Litwick]

⮚R Y A N N , S O L A R S⮘
➢ Nationality(English)
-Library
(New Student)-Female-Seventeen(Junior)
-Musician, artist
-Hetrosexual
-Semi Mute/begenning to talk-
Mentions; TAGS; Atlas ,

She sent him a weak smile, her hands a bit shaky and her eyes red and poofy. She took a tissue wiping her face and dripping nose as she exhaled with a shaky breath. Her eyes caught his own as she looked into them-they seemed soft and genuine and she felt that she really needed this talk-there was no way she wasn't ever going to be thankful for this boy. She straightened her posture, she then took a deep inhale of breath, hers hitching once she crossed her legs and her own leg skimmed his. She bit her lip again-contemplating on what to do before letting out a tiny yawn. Her heart rate picked up as she made a decision-which was to lay her head against the boys shoulder. She didn't know if she should or not, if he even saw her as a friend, but she deeply needed this-this relaxation-this letting go of her past- and so she ignored the stinging of her aching scar, and instead accepted the warmth of the boys shoulder-her cheeks heating up in the slightest. "Thank you" she whispered, her voice hoarse from her crying- and she had to admit-she was desperate to hear his voice again-something about it she just loved. So she let out another shaky breath at the contact, but she'd eventually had to be able to have contact with males, so she inhaled before smiling in content and closing her eyes tiredly.

⮚ D A N I E L , N E T T S⮘
Nationality(Canadian)
-Lunch room//bleachers
-(New Student)-Male-Seventeen(Junior)
-Musician, Artist
-Hetrosexual
-Anxious/Friendly
Mentions; -Roselyn , Thomas,-
TAGS; Amandla

Daniel sighed tho, putting the ten dollar bill into his pocket- he probably left the impression of him being a snobby rich kid-which he was the total opposite. The new house they'd moved to was a bungalow, although, it did have a few leaks and the ac didn't work, he was humble, and even his outfit was one that was lended by a cousin... That ten dollar bill was just extra for himself if someone was to demand for his lunch money-or lunch, it was $10 out of his life savings which was only 30. He worked for it, doing the neighbors work and getting a few dollars here and there, but he'd do whatever to lend his mother some because he wanted to help with food-the house-and his little sister, sometimes he'd not even eat because he wanted to give his family his food, ever since they moved his mother hasn't been able to find a job, after all, his father-who was divorced from his mother-took the most valuable things and their money along with him. He let out a small sigh-perhaps he was right, nobody liked him-he didn't even know why he wasn't homeschooled. He averted his gaze before turning to Amandla, "I-uh, is it okay if I-I sit with you?" he asked, keeping his distance.

[Consulting_Angel]

Ezekiel Novak
18|Male|Homosexual
Loner
Location: Lunch Room.
Tagged: Amandla

Ezekiel soon finished up - he rarely had anything more than a sandwich and an apple for lunch - and he stood up, picking up his bag. He figured that Amara wouldn't be done for a while, since she was sitting with Majesty - not that he minded at all, of course, considering he had something of a hidden friendship with the queen bee. He decided to go to the library for a while, so he started walking across and down the bleachers. However, he didn't get very far before he accidentally bumped someone with his bag, lightly. Ezekiel froze, uncertain as to what he should do. "I... I'm sorry." Ezekiel apologised, his voice quiet, and he stepped away slightly.

Amara Novak
18|Female|Bisexual
Jock
Location: Lunch Room.
Tagged: Majesty

She returned the hug quickly, and then laughed lightly as she replied, "I'm doing great! I'm really looking forward to the swim meets this year." Amara then glanced towards Roselyn as well, noticing when Majesty did, and hesitated slightly. She didn't think that she'd fallen out with Roselyn, but Amara knew that talking to her would no doubt not be a very good idea. Oh well. It seemed that Roselyn was doing just fine anyway. Amara looked back towards Majesty, quickly, and asked, "What are your plans for the cheer team this year?"

Rhett Kendrick
18|Male|Bisexual
Bad Kid
Location: Hallway
Tagged: Maddy

He stepped forward to his locker and unlocked it, once the girl had moved, and he started sorting through his bag quite quickly, since he was only getting his creative writing things out and putting in a couple of textbooks that he didn't plan on using. Once he was done, Rhett closed his locker, and he glanced towards the girl when she spoke, asking if he knew where a room was. "Yes, I do." He replied, then he shrugged slightly, as if the girl being lost was not his problem. "You should ask someone who'll actually help you, then." Rhett replied.