All girls school...with boys next door (NOT ACCEPTING)

[tweek;]

And.. Kenji practically trampled Kiah. "Hey ! Watch out !" She squeaked, pushing against whatever had collided with her.

( Heh, heh, heh l: )

[I HAVE QUIT CS :D]

(accepted)

Kaycee kicked her football in the air, she saw a boy (kenji) jump the fence, "Idiot" she muttered

[WesternRidin'Cowgirl]

(( Thank you.. So can I have a small recap? Just so I can jump in!?! ))

[Cavy.]

Kenji yelped and juped back, "Ah! I-I'm sorry!" he whimpered, pouting.

[tweek;]

Kiah frowned and took a step back, so she wasn't all squished against him or anything. "Oh. Sorry. Just, instincts.. You know ?" She said, quietly.

[WesternRidin'Cowgirl]

Amy sat down beneath a tall tree, looking around.
Her blonde hair blow back softly, as he glanced at the others. Because Amy was still, slightly shy, he just stayed to herself, back to her drawings.

[Cavy.]

Kenji scratched the back of his head awkardly. "I- I see..." he murmured, blushing slightly, "I really am sorry..."

[tweek;]

Brady was also being bad and strolling around on the girl's school campus. Alone ^^

Kiah smiled, waving a hand. "You didn't mean it. You probably couldn't see me over that huge fence.. And I'm tiny." She mumbled the last bit, sweatdropping.

Crayon was still watching Noami, snickering.

[I HAVE QUIT CS :D]

Kaycee kicked the football high in the air. It went randomly towards kenji and Kiah, "SORRY" Kaycee yelled, running over to collect it

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Chara Name: Cheyenne Blaze
Age: (15-17) 16 1/2 (b-day in a month)
Personality: Cheyenne is a very quiet person, who doesn't really talk to anyone and tends to be alone.
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History: Cheyenne's past is one of abuse and neglect. Her parents had her when they were about 16 or 17 and split soon after. Then her mom died not long after she was born, leaving her to go to an orphanage after the orphanage couldn't get ahold of her long-gone father. She went from family to family frequently, as soon as she was adjusted to one place, having to leave and move. After a while of family changes, she became more depressed and dark in actions and clothing. Her emotions finally catching up to her after the multiple years. Her foster dad at one point was a nasty, filthy man who had her around for his own pleasure, her being his "play thing." She was pretty much starved and branded with a large tattoo across her back along her shoulder blades. She eventually made it out of there months later to find she was pregnant and had the child, putting the child up for adoption since she couldn't provide for the child. Her past haunts her frequently and when it does, she shuts down and hides to cry in private.
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