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Postby fiver » Sat Nov 23, 2013 1:30 pm

( Any one open for Angel? )
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Postby blackbird. » Sat Nov 23, 2013 7:00 pm

((Andrew's open.))



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The sound of the alarm clock snapped Andrew out of his slumber. He sat up in his bed, rubbing his tired eyes before stretching his muscles. He got out of bed and proceeded to begin his usual morning routine. He quickly made his bed before choosing his clothes for the day. He took them out of his closet before grabbing his towel and and entering his bathroom. He emerged a few minutes later, feeling fresh and ready for the day. His schoolbag was prepared the night before, worksheets filed neatly with books arranged according to height. He grabbed the bag and slung it across his shoulder before grabbing a pair of socks. His shoes were outside his door as he made it a habit not to wear shoes inside his room. After slipping them on, he walked down the stairs of the empty house. He was always last to leave, and he grabbed the sandwich left on the kitchen table before heading out, locking the front door behind him. Andrew was happy with where he lived, as his school was not far. It was a walking distance, and so began the journey, thankful for the nice and breezy morning. The walk took about ten minutes, and Andrew walked through the school doors, soaking in the familiar place. His locker was his first stop, depositing the books he didn't need for the day and taking the ones he needed. His schedule was pasted on his locker door and he skimmed through it quickly, though he already knew it by heart.







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Postby fiver » Sun Nov 24, 2013 1:29 am

Angel


Angel woke up when she heard her bordercollie mix bark, like usual. She didnt have to try to know what time it was because her dog seemed to wake her up at six thirty even in the morning. She brushed her raven hair behind her ears and streached, yawning as she made her way to her closet and got dressed and put on her shoes. Then she went to the bathroom and fixed her hair brushed her teeth and put on her light makeup. Finnaly raching a whole eight minutes, Angel walked out of her room and down tthe steps where she was greated by her bordercollie. She pettted him as she slipped out side with a small peice of brad and her backpack packed with all her stuff for school, about eleven different books she enjoyed reading and her school work. she slowly walked through the small path in the woods that lead to the school, smiling as the sun flutttered in through the trees, she walked up to the school and sighed, walking in she was not all thrilled in going.
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Postby blackbird. » Sun Nov 24, 2013 11:37 am

((I believe Angel and Andrew have Math as their first lessons, so I'll have Andrew go into class first.))


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The first lesson for Andrew was math, which he didn't mind. Then again, he didn't mind every lesson, so saying that was actually quite pointless. He wasn't a nerd, but he wasn't a failure either. He usually got As and crap, so that made him above average. But if he were honest, Andrew would say that grades weren't the most important thing in life. He held his math books in his arms as his bag was slung across his shoulder. Softly, he closed the locker door and checked the time on his phone. He was still early for school, which was something he actively tried to achieve. He spotted a bunch of his friends and waved to them, but he wasn't in the mood for playing roughly and laughing, so he just walked by them and headed to his classroom. Seats weren't allocated, so he just sat in the middle row, right at the side by the window. It was a discreet place, which was usually looked over, and that was the kind of seat Andrew liked.







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Postby himchan » Sun Nov 24, 2013 11:39 am

{{Any one open for Victor?
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Postby KAZ2Y5WinchesterBaby » Sun Nov 24, 2013 12:10 pm

~Jared and Victor have English first if ya wanna meet up there~

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The cool morning breeze felt nice against Jared's face as he pedaled faster down the road. It was a nice morning and just seeing the school made the day turn bad. School was never Jared's favorite but he had to go. The best part he had always seen with going to school was to see his friends and enjoy life with them. The hardest part of school was keeping the secret about the inner wolf. Being a werewolf was not so bad but sometimes the heightened senses got in the way. As the wheels of his board hit the sidewalk of the school, he jumped off the board and picked it up walking the rest of the way. Smiling and waving to anybody he knew, Jared slowly made his was to the dreaded English class.
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Postby cheshire. » Sun Nov 24, 2013 6:40 pm

      + anyone free for tanner? he's in maths. ]


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--- Tanner jolted his head up from his steering wheel, a can of energy drink falling from his hand. Momentarily confused, Tanner looked around. He was parked in the middle of no where in his rusty old pick up truck. Next to him on the passenger seat was some random girl. Letting out a string of curses, Tanner gently shook her shoulder, "Hey, chick, wake up." After a few more words, the girl moaned and lifted her head. She looked at him and smiled lazily before leaning back on the seat. Tanner noticed that she was only wearing underwear and his baggy grey jacket. Looking at himself, he was wearing his jeans and had nothing to cover his chest.

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After a bit of a conversation and some directions, Tanner had taken the girl home. She had lost her clothes in the party they had been at and Tanner could only guess what they had done in his car. Driving home, he realized he had ten minutes to get to school. Another line of curses escaped his mouth as he arrived home. Rushing inside, he ignored his father's orders to go look after his horses. They could live without food for the morning. Throwing on an outfit, Tanner rushed through the kitchen again, snatching up his bag which his mother had thankfully packed.
Leaping into the car, he felt bad for leaving his animals hungry but felt sure that his father would eventually do it and just lecture him after school.

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Entering into school, Tanner realized he was just on time. A Sunday night party was not a good idea. Smoothing out his hair a little more, Tanner entered into his class; maths. First, the smell of his teacher's b.o hit Tanner. Being a mutt now, the scent was overpowering and Tanner quickly stepped back out. He counted to ten before holding his breath and once more walking in. Everyone knew he was quirky and Tanner didn't mind how the girls giggled at him for how strange he looked. Rushing to a seat by the window, he opened and finally exhaled. If he had to keep doing this, it was going to be a long hour.
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.: Abigail parked her car and grabbed her backpack. She locked the car and hopped out. Her phone dinged as she walked into the school. Without a second thought, she murmured,"I'll get it later." On her way to her locker, she hugged a few friends, waved to random people, and fist bumped a couple of her guy friends. Finally reaching her locker, she imputed the code and opened the door. She shoved her books into her backpack when she got another ding coming from her iPhone 5 in her pocket. She sighed and pulled it out. She answered the multiple texts, emails, and snapchats and checked on her Vine, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and Pinterest accounts while she was at it. Just finishing, she walked into math class and plopped down in a random seat near the back. Not very many people were here, so she would have to see who wanted to sit by her.









































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Postby blackbird. » Tue Nov 26, 2013 12:12 pm

chickennugget63 wrote:
((I believe Angel and Andrew have Math as their first lessons, so I'll have Andrew go into class first.))


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Heading towards his classroom||Tagged - no one
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The first lesson for Andrew was math, which he didn't mind. Then again, he didn't mind every lesson, so saying that was actually quite pointless. He wasn't a nerd, but he wasn't a failure either. He usually got As and crap, so that made him above average. But if he were honest, Andrew would say that grades weren't the most important thing in life. He held his math books in his arms as his bag was slung across his shoulder. Softly, he closed the locker door and checked the time on his phone. He was still early for school, which was something he actively tried to achieve. He spotted a bunch of his friends and waved to them, but he wasn't in the mood for playing roughly and laughing, so he just walked by them and headed to his classroom. Seats weren't allocated, so he just sat in the middle row, right at the side by the window. It was a discreet place, which was usually looked over, and that was the kind of seat Andrew liked.







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Postby fiver » Wed Nov 27, 2013 1:57 am

Angel



(( Ok, Thanks ^^ ))
Angel grabbed her stuff and headed to her first class, math. She sighed. Never been a fan of this whole school thing, she would much rather be playing with her dog or doing some type of painting. She walked slowly into the room. Looking at all the different seats and not knowing where to sit, or if they had some type of seating arrangement. She moved her raven colored, straightened hair out of her face.
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