imagine highschool ; literate

[Smite]

fc; evan peters
wip. will be finished by tomorrow, as well my female character should be up. faline with a face claim being saoirse ronan.

[Jenjo]

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Ｉ＇ｌｌ
Ｂｅ ｋｉｎｇ ｕｎｄｉｓｐｕｔｅｄ
Ｒｅｓｐｅｃｔｅｄ， ｓａｌｕｔｅｄ
Ａｎｄ ｓｅｅｎ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｅ ｗｏｎｄｅｒ Ｉ ａｍ
Ｙｅｓ， ｍｙ ｔｅｅｔｈ ａｎｄ ａｍｂｉｔｉｏｎｓ ａｒｅ ｂａｒｅｄ
Ｂｅ ｐｒｅｐａｒｅｄ！

♕ b a s i c s

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>> Seth Kingston.
>> A.k.a Scar, The Lion King.
>> Eighteen years old.
>> Seth is thin and lanky, almost to the point that he looks unhealthy. His skin is smooth and reasonably pale, contrasting sharply against his jet-black hair. Speaking of his hair, it's wavy and silky, but still maintains a tousled kind of look. His face is sharp with a pointed nose, thin lips and a narrow jawline. His eyes are a piercing emerald-green, with a vicious scar ripped over his right eye.
>> To say the least, Seth is ambitious. He's determined to get his way but prefers to let others do the dirty work for him. His avarice is enough to drive him towards insanity: he wants everything that he cannot possibly have, almost in a desperate sense that makes him awfully pathetic. His slyness and ability to strike a bargain enable his to get his way, even if it means that people will get hurt because of his actions. He only cares for himself and is a rather detached, bitter young man. He's bitter and puts himself above everybody, being very vain and full of himself. His sense of sarcasm is humorous and also threatening. If there's one thing about Scar, it's that he does not hand out empty threats. He will carry out his actions no matter what, though he cannot keep a promise. If he can save his own behind, then he will: he'll abandon people and leave them behind without so much as a second thought.
>> No buddies, particular enemies are Nala, Simba and Timon.
>> Faceclaim: Ben Barnes.

[I'll add to this at some point shh.]

[pika beanie]

[ - i apologize if my writing isn't great. i'm kind of in a hurry. also, i don't know what the tramp's name is currently so i'm referring him to "the tramp". enjoy anyways! - ]

surname: romano
nickname(s): tat, tati
age: sixteen
main trait: dignified
emotion: excited
location: outside of school
crush: the tramp
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Beep beep beep beep...! An irritated moan emitted from the small lump on the bed. As if the annoyed sound of the alarm clock wasn't enough, the young teenager hidden beneath the blankets was somehow found through the bundle and smothered with sloppy kisses from her cocker spaniel. "No, Romeo, No!" Tatiana cried out, all the while trying to gently push the dog away. It was all in vain. She sighed and finally revealed herself from under the covers, propping her elbows on the bed and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. When she took her hand away from rubbing her eyes, she was met with a goofy-smiling creature with adoration clearly shining throughout his whole being. The corners of her mouth twitched upwards, and before she could do anything about it, she was laughing and had a bright smile on her face. "Alright, alright! I love you too, goofball." She rubbed his head affectionately and got up to get ready for school. Wow, the last day of school. Huh...
A lot had happened throughout her years of high school life. Her best moment was when she met her current boyfriend, "the tramp", in her second year of high school. They started out as good friends, but they both developed feelings somewhere along the way and they eventually both couldn't hold back their feeling anymore, so they went out to lunch one day and finally told each other how they felt. She giggled absently and blushed, before shaking her head to get rid of her thoughts and entering her closet to pick out what she would wear.
Since it was her last day of school, she figured it would be best to wear something a little more special than what she usually would wear and picked a girly outfit. It consisted of a white ruffled mini dress with roses on it and simple black leggings. She had high heel shoes and added a cream hat with a teal rim and a teal bow, a light green watch, and white Ray-Bans. She went into the bathroom to change and brush her teeth, then put on just enough black eyeliner to make it look subtle yet still noticeable. Next she dabbed on a little bit of light blue eyeshadow and finished off with light pink lipgloss. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled in approval at her appearance. She was not really one to care about looks, but she secretly hoped she would impress her boyfriend since she valued his opinion more than anybody else's. Another vague blush tinted her cheeks. "Tati! You're going to be late!" her mother yelled from downstairs. She didn't respond, but swiftly grabbed her backpack and ran downstairs to the kitchen. She snatched a chocolate chip bagel from one of the cupboards, lodged it between her two set of teeth, and ran out of the house, departing with a muffled 'buh mer' to her mother.

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[pika beanie]

[ - Bump. I rewrote my post. - ]

[xuee]

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ｂｒｉａｎ  ｘａｖｉｅｒ  ｌａｎｅ

age - eighteen
emotion - lazy
going to - school
crush - the lady
tagged - ??

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the last day of school was always pointless, or, at least that was how it felt to brian. if it weren't for his already over the limit number of absences, he would be at home sleeping. however, here he was, driving to his last day of school, where all the teachers would force the class to watch a movie while the people with friends cried and asked people to sign their yearbooks. he had gotten up late to begin with, and had a take a shower. unfortunately, the boiler was broken, so the boy endured five minutes under a spray of lukewarm water. also, the only breakfast he had was a cup of yoghurt. so far, the day was off to a rubbish start, and brian didn't expect it to improve. he pulled into the school parking lot, found his assigned spot, and the car jolted to a stop. the brown haired boy had brought only two things with him - a pencil, and his phone. it wasn't as if brian had tons of friends that texted him each day, but he liked to have it on him, in case something happened. locking the door, he left his car, and headed towards the front of the school. he sighed when he turned around to lock his car, one last time. it was a beat up old thing his uncle had salvaged from the scrapyard, and he had helped brian find its missing parts. in comparison to the cherry red volkswagen to its left, the vehicle looked like garbage, but he loved it to bits. maybe, over the summer, he could find some time to repaint it.

[sorry, short post. c: i hope this doesn't die out!]

[ossa di cervo]

Alexander "Alex" Martin; the tomcat
tags;; Brian Lane -
external link;; the song mentioned
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Alex yawned when his small phone began playing his ringtone - Everybody Wants To Be A Cat by Psapp. Alex couldn't get enough of the song and he began to sway his head to the beat, lifting his fingers to act as if playing a trumpet along. Sure, it was a remake of an old disney song, but who didn't love this song?! He coughed loudly, stood up quickly and shut the song off though so he could focus on the task at hand. He had to arrive at the last day of school looking as snazzy as ever.

After a search through his small closet though, the boy settled on a pair of brown-orange jeans and an off-white shirt. Paired of course, with his favorite gauges; small circles encasing the picture of a hissing orange tomcat.

Then it was off to school with him. A quick car ride later and he parked his vehicle and sauntered out, obviously in no hurry whatsoever. It appeared, also, that he wasn't the only kid nearly late for classes. A kid with dark hair and slightly tanned skin was stepping out of his own vehicle and Alex spent a few moments watching him before throwing a hand up toward him which ended in a peace sign. Alex wasn't sure if he should approach the boy and strike up a conversation (since Alex was in absolutely no hurry to hear a teacher's lecture) or keep on steadily walking toward the buildings doors. Most students didn't enjoy Alex's company but he had his few friends that tolerated his odd styles, speech and attitude in general though..

When he turned away from Brian, Alex kept his pace going. If this kid wanted to talk he'd say something.. if not.. then so be it. This was the last day; screw getting into an argument this early.

((I'm not sure if they know each other already or not.. xD

P.S Is Alex O'malley enough for you guys?! Bahaha.))

[pika beanie]

surname: romano
nickname(s): tat, tati
age: sixteen
main trait: dignified
emotion: content
location: classroom
crush: the tramp
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Tatiana drove up into the school's parking lot and parked next to a junky looking car. She turned off her black Mercedes-Benz S-Class and stepped out with a new air of confidence. Her parents had just bought and rewarded her the new car for having such acceptable grades on her schoolwork and tests. It was an enjoyable surprise to see the luxurious vehicle placed on the driveway at home when she was getting the mail last week. Her attention was diverted when a familiar looking boy was noticed from the corner of her eye. She turned her head and moaned in displeasure at seeing Brian and walk-ran to the entrance of the school, trying her best not to be noticed by him. Her dark chocolate eyes settled on anything but Brian. He was handsome, no doubt about that, but he was known for chasing girls and liked to appear as the 'bad boy'. She was not cut off from his list of multiple girl crushes. In fact, for some reason, it always seemed like she was in his main line of view. She liked to think that deep down he was actually a lost teddy bear, afraid of showing his true self for reasons unknown to her. However, it was hard to believe such a fact because of his public actions.
She opened her locker and put away the things she didn't currently need, keeping the math and english books. She checked herself in the small mirror on the locker door, then closed it and ambled to her classroom. It was not unusual for her to be early, for she favored having a moment or two to gather her thoughts before class began. The room was pretty spacious with enough seats to fit about thirty-four students. There were only a couple other kids, but other than that, she was mostly alone.

[chancellor.]

may i have a recap please?

[xuee]

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ｂｒｉａｎ  ｘａｖｉｅｒ  ｌａｎｅ

age - eighteen
emotion - something
going to - school
crush - the lady
tagged - tatiana, alex

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while brian walked towards the front steps of the school, he caught a glimpse of a car driving by, one with a very distinct figure in the driver's seat. tatiana. he smiled, watching her park right next to his scrapped vehicle. brian slowed his step, always glad to see the dignified, ladylike girl. he, and practically everyone else in the school, knew that tati and (insert the tramp's name here) were an item. most people thought they were adorable together; they were the picture perfect couple that would probably end up getting married. therefore, it was clear that brian had to mess with them, especially tati. she was a pretty girl, albeit two years younger. while he was considering whether or not to approach the girl, he noticed alex martin, a guy he had seen often around school. they were in the same grade, therefore, had lots of classes together, and at least, they weren't unfriendly. lots of people hated brian, which he shrugged off with a sly grin, but alex wasn't one of them. he grinned back at the guy, and decided to say a couple things to him. it was rare that the boy ever got a chance to speak neutrally with a classmate. "last day of school, huh? got any summer plans?" he asked alex, but was still watching tati from the corner of his eye. she was walking quickly, like she didn't want to look at him, or have him see her. he couldn't help but chuckle under his breath. it sounded creepy, but he knew her schedule; it wouldn't be difficult to pop in sometime, since none of the teachers would really mind. it would be nice, maybe being able to spend some time with the girl if her boyfriend wasn't there. brian wasn't a huge fan of him, but he was also pretty sure tatiana wasn't a big fan of him, either. well, brian was sure he could convince her otherwise.

[chancellor.]

t i f f a n y

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seventeen⎟mood: bored ⎟location: school⎟crush: the tramp⎟with: no one
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Beep beep. Beep beep. A loud, all too familiar ring filled Tiffany's bedroom as the alarm went off. Rolling onto her side, she slapped the top of the alarm and all went silent. That was until a light, bubbly voice came dancing into her room from the hallway, "Tiffany, darling? Are you getting up, dear?" Sighing under her breath, Tiffany sat up in her bed, "Yes, mother. I'm awake." Lifting up her sleeping mask, her room was still dark due to the curtains still drawn. Swinging her legs over the side of her bed, she slipped on her slippers and went over to her dark window. Tiffany has been a morning person as long as she could remember. There was something about the mornings that seemed refreshing to her; like she had a new start. She finally opened up the curtains, to which the sunlight flooded her room. A small smile slipped her lips. Tiffany couldn't help but smile to see just what a beautiful day it was. She opened her balcony doors and stepped onto her balcony where she saw her mom's boyfriend getting into her car. Giving one of those fake waves, she said her goodbyes. "Darling, I'm off to work. I'll be back around six tonight." Her mother informed Tiffany as she came through the door. Tiffany turned to see her mother. "Okay. I'll make dinner. That way you can relax when you get home. Her mother smiled and gave Tiffany light kisses on both sides of her cheeks. Keeping her hands on Tiffany's shoulder, she sighed, "What would I do without you?" Tiffany smiled and shrugged it off as her mother left her room. As Tiffany's mother exited, she glanced over at the alarm clock and saw that it was only five forty-five. "I've got plenty of time." She said out loud as she made her over to shower.

After showering, Tiffany got dressed and did her hair. Tiffany's attire usually consisted of a baggy sweatshirt, sweats or yogi pants and Uggs. Today was different though. Today, Tiffany put on a mint high-low dress, some white heels and various pieces of jewelry. She forgot about the usual ponytail and slightly curled hair hair and let it hang free. Before heading out of her room, she grabbed her Jimmy Choo nude purse; a birthday present from her mother. Finally leaving the house she unlocked white Audi R8 Spyder Convertible; yet another birthday present. The white, sports vehicle backed out of the driveway and zoomed along the road. Driving down the road, she pulled out her iPhone 5S and dialed the local Starbucks number. "Leo? Hey, it's Tiffany. I'm running a little early so have my order ready in ten? Yes, the usual: Shaken Iced Passion Tea with Blueberry Scone. Aw, you're a doll! Bye, darling." The speedometer slowly increased as Tiffany sped to Starbucks. Pulling up through the drive thru she gave the young barista her card and went her merry way.

Tiffany pulled up to the most dreadful place imagined. High school. She whipped her way through the parking lot and parked next to of course, Tatiana's new Mercedes. Rollings her eyes at just the thought of her, she swung opened the door as fast as hard as she could and hit the passenger door of the black Mercedes. This made her smirk. Getting out she straightened out some wrinkles that had gotten in her dress and then strutted her way to the school's entrance. First period everyday for Tiffany was Advance Placement English IV. Just because Tiffany was beautiful and had money, didn't make her a ditzy blonde. As she entered the classroom, all eyes were soon fixated on her. Flipping her honey blonde locks over her shoulder, she made her way to her seat. Front and centered. Tiffany actually enjoyed her classes, but English was probably her favorite. Not just because she liked it, but because her teacher, Mr. Spencer, wasn't that bad looking either. A twenty-something British, English teacher who could make even reading obituaries sound sexy. Just as she was thinking of him, he entered the classroom. Tiffany gave him a friendly smile as she twirled her hair around her index finger. Tiffany knew this day would be great.

Eighth period always seemed to linger all in Tiffany's mind. She didn't even sign up for Art, but she got it anyways. Tiffany's stare was fixed on the slow moving hands on the clock hanging above the door. There was still forty-five minutes left of school, but Tiffany just couldn't take it. Sinking into her chair, Tiffany reached inside her bag and pulled out her phone and began to act as if she had a call. "What?! Oh my gosh, she is alright?" She began to yell into the phone. Ms. Wilson's attention was disturbed by Tiffany's outburst and she walked over to Tiffany where she was still making up stories off the top of her head. Miss Anderson, is everything alright?" Ms. Wilson ask with concern. Tiffany shook her head no with a sadden look on her face. "My mother was in a vender-bender and she's a little banged up. The doctors are saying that she's asking for me, would it be okay if I let class a little early to be with her?" Tiffany asked, her voice breaking. Ms. Wilson nodded and excused Tiffany from the class. Tiffany turned to her before leaving and thanked her for being so understanding before practically running down the hall. School for her was officially out for the summer. Now what to do for the next two and a half months.