Furry Paws High School

[Esther~]

Blizzard quickly made her way to her locker and places her stuff inside. It wasn't neat and was actually rather messy, but it was how she wanted it to be. She knew that it would give her no issues as she would be quick to learn about what was where. She finally got her flute and closed her locker before walking to band.

I'm in a highschool band 9-12 ))

[BagginsOf221b]

(Oh, I just said 'band' as in music class haha)

[BlackTalia509]

(Is it ok if I rp late? I forgot for about this for a second!)
Kuna heard her sis terrible yelling at her from the other room. "Kuna, oh my gooood! You're late!" For a 19-year-old, Wednesday was very mature, and was basically the mom. Kuna jumped up and looked at the alarm clock in her room.
12:30 was flashing on the clock. She let out a shreik of terror while scurrying to her dresser.
*Kuna gets dressed and everything.*
She thought to herself, I'm finally at school! At least I didn't miss it.

She ran to the office and asked what hour it was. 4th, just in time for.... shoot. "I forgot my schedule!" She got another one printed, and headed off to English.

[/trainwreck/]

((It's okay, BlackTails509!! Respond whenever it's convenient. It's still morning for everyone else, however.

ALSO for the sake of band-- Band is all four grades. It's not even worth it to be only a few students per grade anyway. Besides, what band director has time like that?)

Taylor
Tired of waiting around, Taylor went into the school. The bells would ring soon to signify that class would start. She began to make her day down to the English classroom. Finding it, the one listed on her schedule, she randomly picked a seat and sat down, her bag next to her desk. She ran her hand over a couple of her quills.

Natalya

Gripping her flute case tightly in her hand, Natalya entered in through the doors of the band hall. The smell of the old room was comforting to her and she almost always felt relieved the moment she walked through the doors. Seeing the band director, a middle aged German shepherd, she smiled and waved, "Hello, Mrs. Weaver!" ((Shout out to Weaver. I miss you. Hope everyone is okay if I RPed as the director? If anyone wants to RP a teacher, that's fine. No form needed at this point in time.))
Mrs. Weaver smiled and nodded, obviously up to her neck in trying to get things done. Natalya eyed out her chair in the front row and began to prep her music. The first game would be in two days!! (it's Wednesday apparently))

Spencer

Spencer snooped around his classroom, feeling a little giddier and dizzier than usual. He was obviously set and ready for this day. He couldn't believe it was his senior year and he was glad. Feeling a little better than the norm, he began to make his way to his first period class, ignoring the students that surrounded him in the halls. Everyone of them appeared to be irrelevant to him or his day. He pushed past every single one of them, smiling smugly to himself as the school seemed rather hazy.

[La Esmeralda]

Aoalani let out a mix of a howl and a hiss as her alarm went off. She turned it off and got dressed in a lime green dress and a black bow on her ear. Aoalani brushed her white fur and grabbed her bookbag. She came downstairs and walked out with her lunch that her mother left for her. Aoalani shut the the door behind her and started walking to school. She hustled up inside the school and got the schedule. Aoalani saw it was fourth period and she she got in English class . She sat near the back hoping that she wasn't going to get the usual gawking of her appearance.

[akame,]

Name: Andrew Adam Adkins
Age: 17
Gender Identity: Male
Grade: 11
Animal: Dog
Breed: Finnish spritz
Personality Description: He's the sweet kind, He's a loving person and
helps anyone. He, like other males, has his own group that he hangs out
with the same people for most of the time. He's more of a "cool-type" to his
classmate's but he just consider himself a normal student at the school. His traits are respectful, kind, curious, easy-going, cool-headed, and at most parts, sly
Other things about your fursona: Andrew or Adam, He dosen't really care what he's called, The guy has no love life so far and has no crush, he's straight

This looks cool :0

[/trainwreck/]

Name: Andrew Adam Adkins
Age: 17
Gender Identity: Male
Grade: 11
Animal: Dog
Breed: Finnish spritz
Personality Description: He's the sweet kind, He's a loving person and
helps anyone. He, like other males, has his own group that he hangs out
with the same people for most of the time. He's more of a "cool-type" to his
classmate's but he just consider himself a normal student at the school. His traits are respectful, kind, curious, easy-going, cool-headed, and at most parts, sly
Other things about your fursona: Andrew or Adam, He dosen't really care what he's called, The guy has no love life so far and has no crush, he's straight

This looks cool :0

Welome! I will add you shortly.

[akame,]

Haha! Thank you :D

[akame,]

-I'm gonna add that Adrew knows how to play the piano, because hes gotta have some talent cx-

[akame,]

Andrew;; tag; open
"Hun! Your late for school!" Oh sh- He got up and ran to the washroom that was closest to his room. He brushed his teeth, "brushed" his fur, running out he put on a red & black plaid shirt and a black vest ontop ((dont ask how he got it on)). He ran out, saying goodbye to his mother as he set off Ah... I forgot to eat breakfast He spead so fast that his mother wasent even able to tell him he forgot about breakfast. he shrugged as he ran to school. Andrew huffed &
What do I have anyways? He quick open his lock in one swift motion to see a copy of his scedule Science.... he sighed until Andrew looked at a small sticky note reading Meet Mrs. Grey tommorow in the music room at 4th period He gave a sigh of relief as he had math period 4; he had to play the piano for those choir students...

He quickly unpacked his binder out of his grey backpack and speed walked to the science room. He swiftly sat down as he chair noisily sqeaked but others didnt care while some took a peak of what was happening. He took out his notebook placing it on his desk Good thing the teacher's not here he waited, while some sneaked their phones in and are playing, others were reading a book, and some are chatting. He had no one to chat to, which was kind of a bummer, he sat quietly like he was waiting for somthing to happen.

((I just put the name "Mrs. Grey" because I didnt want just Music teacher wants to see ya! So i'll be doing random names for now on, just to warn you cx))