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[fatal trouble]

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| ORANGE, LEFT | AGE; 17 | GENDER; ♂ | TAGS; OPEN |

You have no idea how ecstatic Skylar Dias was to be starting high school up again. No, he wasn't excited about the work and the teachers, rather just the thrill of knowing his soulmate might be coming this year. He would never admit it, but he was pretty much obsessed with the concept of trying to find his soulmate. Late at night, he honestly finds himself thinking about how amazing she must be. He was almost eighteen now, meaning he'd gotten his spot of orange about two years ago. Two years of wondering is what happened with Skylar, though he still dated others without his shade of orange. Of course, none of these seemed to work out, leaving the Dias boy to hope the right one would come soon.

Skylar was now practically bouncing on his feet as he approached the school, taking the steps by two with his empty backpack slung around his shoulder. He ran a hand through his hair, messing with it once more. He began walking towards the area of his locker on the first floor, maneuvering around groups of people and greeting a few familiar faces on his way. Finally reaching his destination, he threw the empty bag inside, removing his headphones from his ears and unplugging them from the headphone jack on his phone, sliding them into the opposite pocket of his phone. Skylar paused at his locker, peering inside as he tried to remember what class he had first. He knew it wasn't history or math, but he unzipped the top of his backpack, sliding out his schedule and checking his first class. English. He glanced at the room number and quickly slid the paper into his back pocket, closing his locker and resetting the knob to '0' before taking off towards room 203.

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| MAROON, LEFT | AGE; 16 | GENDER; ♀ | TAGS; LOLA TAYLOR, OPEN |

It was her second year of high school, and not an inch of Kelsi Taylor was excited. Her first year as a freshman was terrifying and now the second as a sophomore couldn't be any better. At least now she could actually meet new people without hearing the phrase "Hey! You're Lola Taylor's little sister, huh?" everytime. This morning the two sisters had had two fights within the timespan of an hour, the first over who would shower first in the bathroom that connected their two rooms and the second being about Kelsi driving Lola to school since she was the only one in the house with a liscence. To say Kelsi was annoyed this morning was an understatement.

Now, Lola removed herself from Kelsi's car, sarcastically wishing her little sister to have a good day as she skipped off towards the student parking lot entrance, Kelsi rolled her eyes, shutting off her car and leaning into the backseat to grab her backpack which was minimally packed. She pulled it out the door with her, closing her car door and locking the vehicle. She unzipped the top of her backpack, looking at the contents of her bag, which were a pouch of pencils and pens, and a singluar notebook. It was the first year that Kelsi wasn't actually terrified of the first day of school. Kelsi quickly made her way into the commons, staying silent and keeping her eyes down.

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| VIOLET, RIGHT | AGE; 17 | GENDER; ♀ | TAGS; KELSI TAYLOR, OPEN |

(See Kelsi's post to see her morning rundown)
"Have a good day, sweetie pie!" Lola called to her younger sister sarcastically. A morning full of fighting is what the two siblings had, and Lola was deciding to now push that behind her. She was going to have an amazing first day as a junior, and she was sure of it. She walked into the school with her head held high, looking around for a familiar face to chat with.

[the family business.]

𝐸𝓂𝒽𝓇𝓎𝓈 𝒯𝒶𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝒲𝒽𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓇𝓃
─── ( I. em, rhys, emmy ♛ II. female ♛ III. eighteen ♛ IV. gold, right wrist ♛ V. tags; open ) ───

𝐸mhrys talia whitethorn stood just before the threshold of the school, her ruby lips pulled back into a distasteful sneer. everything about high school was unappealing; the people, the classes, the cliques. thankfully, this was her last year. just have to brave this one, and I'm home free. the brunette thought to herself, tossing her ruffled locks over her shoulder as she stepped through the front doors. adjusting her leather jacket across her shoulders, the teen prowled through the halls, shoving people as deemed fit; usually, only if they stopped in the middle of the damn hallway. coming to a stop before her locker, rhys slid her longboard into the locker, pulling her headphones from her bag and crinkled schedule from her back pocket. allowing her blue-green gaze to flick across the page, em noticed her first class was writing and huffed, deciding that she could either enjoy the class or just sleep on through it. see, unlike most around her, emrhys had very little care for the whole soul-mates thing, she didn't believe they truly existed. all one giant fairytale, a catastrophic cliche.

forcing the thoughts of her golden marking away, the brunette made her way through the halls, pausing at the classroom with the sign above reading '206'. this was the place. pushing her way into the room, the lithe young woman settled toward the back, kicking her feet up on one of the empty chairs before her. let's see what this class has in store for her, shall we? grinning at the thought, emhrys slipped her headphones on to wait for the rest of the class to join her, odd gaze flicking toward the window at her right side.

[carotid]

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blair woke with dread. she brushed her teeth with dread. the mere thought of school filled her with dread. her parents called her overdramatic, always acknowledging her descriptions of crummy school days with a chortle. nevertheless, the idea of being judged by other people, and having her outfits, her conversations, and her social life- or lack thereof- scrutinized by her peers filled her with nothing but dread. at least it was finally senior year, right? she managed to make herself presentable, filling in her brows, accenting her doe eyes with mascara, and swiping on a sheer lip gloss. like a collection of other seniors who really didn't mind dressing showy for the first day of school, her outfit remained as casual as any other day would be- mom jeans, an oversized green tee that she knotted at the waist, a scrunchie on her wrist just in case she got sick of her hair getting in the way, and a pair of converse. following her morning routine, she found herself staring at her reflection; mental preparation was key for each and every day. positive affirmations were essential to making sure she could keep a calm mind throughout days that could bring panic.

five minutes later, she was out the door with her backpack on her back, novel in one hand, and keychain in the other. the ride to school was maybe ten minutes, but a coffeeshop on the way always made it more of a twenty minute drive. today was no exception. she parked in a spot near the end of the lot and headed towards the courtyard, mocha in hand. when inside the school, the dread in her gut became a heavier weight- it made her feel a bit nauseous. few good memories were actually made here. the redhead began heading to room 206-- her first class of the day. she'd memorized her schedule forwards and backwards before the year had begun, as the idea of walking into the wrong classroom made her cringe at the mere thought.

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hugo didn't know why he was an early riser, but on exciting days, it made the early bird thing all the more worse. he'd usually wake by seven o'clock, but he found himself wide-eyed and ready to take on the day at five. he wasn't complaining-- it gave him time to make an awesome breakfast, contemplate what paints to load his backpack with, and change his outfit choice a couple of times. as a senior, he couldn't decide if he wanted to be like about everyone else and dress up or just dress down. his fashion choice was either casual, or painting attire smudged with just about every color imaginable. cuffed jeans, a white t-shirt, and white sneakers won the competition. his sneakers had a few muted blue splotches on them, though-- the fact his shirt remained white was a miracle. paint seemed to get on every surface he had.

among the color in his outfit was his soulmate mark. he always seemed to catch a glimpse of it when doing any task, as it was on his left wrist, and he was left handed. while fixing his bedhead, it caught his eye, thrusting him deep into thought. he was almost certain that his soulmate resided in the same high school as him. he just had a feeling. from the moment he'd received it, he'd made his naive self a promise: that he'd find that soulmate before graduation. the bet (with himself) was still on. maybe his soulmate would be a platonic kind of love rather than a romantic one, but finding that person was the objective nevertheless.

a wee bit later, upon his arrival at the school, the bustle of students made his heart beat a little quicker. he was thrilled to meet back up with his close friends; despite being so close to them during the summer, seeing them every day in a school environment was just as exciting. his mark caught his eye once more as he locked his car and headed towards the courtyard. it wasn't long until he spotted one of his long-time friends sitting under a tree, looking utterly relaxed in his act of people-watching.

"kai!" hugo called, approaching the bench. he sat on the side not occupied with the other student's backpack, setting his own down on the ground beside himself. "first day of school. you excited?" hugo cracked a grin, thrilled that he was able to find a friend so quickly rather than milling around the halls to find someone to talk to.

[Craboom-047]

Leonardo

Leonardo Maxwell/m/17/Yellow on left wrist/tags: open
Leo groaned a bit as he heard his alarm blast a ringing sound he had grown to despise more than most other things. Although he had been up for a short while due to the sounds of his noisy family waking him up, but he decided to lay in bed and relax before he knew he would have to actually get his morning routine over with. He slid out of bed and lifted himself onto his feet before asking over to his dresser to change into the clothes he had picked up from the previous night, just a simple striped blue and black shirt and some loose fitting jeans. He then trudged over to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water in order to wake himself up and brush his teeth. He had no need to hide his soul mark as to him it was just like any other part of his arm, it didn't need to be hidden.
Leo had decided to skip breakfast for today and instead packed his bag with plenty of snacks to get himself through the day. He checked the time on his phone, quite early especially for him. Nonetheless he still exited his house and decided to take the 30 minute walk all the way to school, a little fresh air was always a relaxing way to start his day.

Kacie

Kacie Hirano/f/18/indigo on right wrist/tags: open
With a soft groan of frustration Kacie shot up startled by the sudden loud buzzing of her alarm. She leaned over to silence it and realized she had tricked herself into getting out of her bed to do so. She had left open her curtains last night which allowed for the morning sun to brighten her room. 'Might as well just get ready' she thought as she took out the first suitable outfit she could find and changed into it before going to the bathroom to wash her face. She then picked up the purple cloth from the bathroom counter and tied it around her right wrist, it may seem weird to the others, but she had no interest in displaying her indigo mark and have to face the fear of finding her own match. Kacie wasn't one for makeup, even in special days so as usual she saved time in the morning which she preferred to spend on getting packed up and out the door.
She caught the bus at the perfect time and took it to a small cafe where she usually stopped every day for some tea and a decent breakfast before walking the rest of the way to school. This morning she noticed that she still had a little time to sit down and relax for about 15 minutes before having to pick her things up and head on over to school.
As she entered the building she took in the sights of all the other students, many with friends, as their days began as she headed towards her locker. This year it was located luckily on the first floor, but was placed on the farther end of the building. She soon approached it and dumped anything she didn't need into the mess before closing it and reattaching the lock. She checked the time once more and decided to head off to her first class, which was a decent distance from her locker.

Hayden

Hayden Pakko/m/18/tbd on ??? wrist/tags open
Hayden had had a fairly peaceful waking up, but was still slightly startled by the soft buzz of his alarm. He was quick to shut it off and rush over to pick out on outfit for the day, something stylish, but nothing too fancy. He got himself prepared fairly quickly and quietly as he knew his parents were still asleep. He prepared himself something for breakfast and ate it quickly so that he could get to school early. As he ate he had a thought, his parents didn't need one of their cars today so why not take it himself. He quickly scribbled down a note and put it by their tray full of keys in exchange for that of the car keys. He then took his backpack and headed out towards the garage where the cars where kept.
The drive wasn't all that long, but he wasn't exactly sure where to park so he found a small area about 2 blocks away, but the walk was alright for him. He entered the school feeling quite invisible as he kept getting bumped into by socializing high schoolers. It didn't bother him all that much as he walked up the stairs to his locker to put away his stuff.

[serafim]

Kai Vincent

|Male|17|Junior|Wine Red; Right Wrist|Tags; Hugo
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Although zoned out for the moment as he listened to some people talk about their breaks and sometimes relationship issues, an achingly familiar voice is what brought Kai back to Earth as his gaze shifted to the source of the voice, a grin widening on his lips. He moved to make room him as he focused his attention on his friend Hugo; he's known him since his freshman year and ever since then he's been by his side. His company was always appreciated and welcomed and he enjoyed watching the older student paint whenever the chance presented itself.
"Not too excited but one year closer to getting out of here," he hummed, studying his features before continuing, "How about you though? You're a big dog on campus and you're going to be leaving me soon" he teased as he began rubbing his wrist, aware of the colored marking that's been on it since he turned sixteen.
He's always been curious as to who would have the same one as him, ever since he's gotten it he'd watch the crowds of people and try to spot out the similar splotch of color hidden among the others. But so far he hasn't been successful. Kai was determined to find out though; he just wanted to at least confirm with himself that someone out there was just right for him, even if in the end it wouldn't be romantic. It was the reassurance he was after.

[.edawnie.]

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♪ senior ♪ pansexual ♪ light sea green ♪ tags; none ♪

waking up sprawled out in his bed, kino gave a light groan as the ring of his alarm filled his small bedroom. sitting up, he groggly rubbed his eyes, huffing out a sigh when the realization that he had school today and that summer was actually over hit him. it wasnt that he didn't like going to school but the first day was always the worst for him. he would undoubtedly always feel anxious even though this was his fourth year having his first day. giving himself an mental pep-talk, he got out of bed and trudged his way to his shower. after dressing himself in his typical black jeans, tan timbs, white t-shirt and black addias jacket, he wandered his way into their kitchen. his younger sister was already sitting at the bar counter, quietly eating a bowl of cereal and his mother was somewhere else in the house. grabbing a banana and downing a cup of coffee, he headed out the door knowing that if he tried to eat anything else, he would regret it because of his anxiety. "have a good first day!" he called as he exited the house, receiving something that sounded similar in response.

the walk to school was always a short one, and the stillness on his street made him feel a tad more relaxed. by the time he had made it to school, he felt only slightly more at ease but he knew he would feel better once he got to his first class. the year prior he had convinced his music teacher to let him be his student aide and luckily enough for him, that meant he got to have his favorite class twice, once as an actual class and another as an aide. after visiting his locker, kino stood by it, silently debating whether he should retreat to the music room or attempt socialization.

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♪ junior ♪ heteroflexible ♪ teal ♪ tags; holly ♪

like always, evan found himself asleep somewhere other than where he had originally dozed off. this time he was at the kitchen table, the light above him still on, his notebook and pencils strewn about the table in front of him. sitting up, he rubbed his face glancing over at the stove clock as he did so. to his surprise, he was up with enough time to get ready and dash to school. scurrying to the bathroom, he showered and haphazardly threw on some clothes. when he was out and in the kitchen, he found a sandwich on a plate with a small note that read "have a good day". smiling to himself, he knew his dad had made it for him before heading out to work. picking it up along with his backpack, evan grabbed his skateboard and was off.

evan had recieved a car for his birthday from his uncle but since he wasn't working he rarely used it. he didn't have money for gas ever so the car typically sat in the driveway reminding him that he had it but couldn't use it. his dad had offered to pay for gas occasionally but he knew they were tight on money since it was just the two of them so he never accepted it. shaking his head, evan realized that he had lost himself in his thoughts and in that time made it to campus. hopping off of his skateboard, he walked to his locker knowing he needed to stow it before he could get falsely accused of riding it in the halls. making his way to the courtyard, he spotted his favorite brunette (blonde? dirty blonde? i dunno xD) dashing across the space. "holly!" he called out happily, waving towards her.

[Consulting_Angel]

Ezekiel Novak
18|Male|Homosexual
Lilac|Left Wrist
Tagged: Samuel.

He'd been so close to the doors - just a few feet away. Close enough that if he's arrived even a few seconds earlier, then maybe he wouldn't be in this situation that was sure to turn the morning sour for him. Why? Because if he'd just been a few seconds earlier, then Samuel would not have crashed into him.
Okay, so it was not a disastrous crash, but in order to not fall to the ground, Samuel - who'd been riding a skateboard - grabbed onto him. Ezekiel tensed up and recoiled immediately, defences up. "Don't touch me!" Ezekiel hissed, for it was a well-known fact for anyone who knew him that he hated being touched, whether accidentally or not. It was the one thing that he would not let up on, and he didn't need to explain himself.

Ezekiel glowered towards Samuel, very much like an irritated cat, watching as the other student ran off to get his skateboard. He flinched when Samuel returned, as though he would walk off. However, he did stay where he was. "Evidently..." he murmured, unable to let it go for the time being. Then, he shook his head slightly. "No. I'm fine. You would know about it if it were different." He replied, his tone less sharp, but still cold.

[ptolemaea]

Holly Tyler ☀︎
(junior) (sixteen) (tags;; evan)
holly turned to face evan, one of her closest friends. “hey, evan.” she greeted, taking a sip of her coffee. she had a grin on her face as she pulled on her jean jacket sleeve. “wanna hang out on the boardwalk later? i heard they reopened the thunderbolt.” she asked.

holly and evan had become close over the summer, going to the boardwalk most of the time. he still didn’t know her color, and she didn’t know his. he also didn’t know her real last name, or her parents. but of course he would know who she was if she told him. someday she would tell him, just not today. she could still remember the headlines about the divorce, and the huge custody battle. but she was happy in her current place.

[borahae.]

𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝑹𝒆𝒆𝒔
navy blue • seventeen • homosexual

Waking to the morning sun shining directly into his face, his room darkening curtains failing him once again, William groaned and grumbled and buried his head in his hands. He was not prepared for today, for another day of loneliness and social isolation, and this was no motivator. He was always labeled as the nerdy type, from elementary on, and it seemed that even as a junior in high school he was bound to be a loser; a loser with an extreme lack of friends. Uncupping his hands from over his eyes and cheeks, Will blinked a few times before turning his head to the side and glancing at his alarm clock. He was doing decent on time, but if he waited any second longer he may as well be considered late. William was always one to be early, as it was easier than being late- less eyes on him, less attention, and less stress. This was definitely not a good start to the day.

Getting himself up and dressed into a pair of skinny jeans, a white tee, and a grey cardigan over top, Will brushed his hair into its everyday position before walking himself down the stairs of his two story house. His mother already at work, a usual for him, Will grabbed an apple from off the kitchen counter before making his way out of the house. Walking up to his station wagon, an old beater for sure, Will sat his lanky self down in the drivers seat and threw his red backpack in the backseat before starting up the barely working engine. For a woman who makes a lot of money, Will's mother was definitely not the most generous.

Pulling out from the driveway and out onto the road, Will turned on the radio to the legends station and began to have his own nerdy concert in the inside of his car. He had always loved music, but his selection always stayed quite a few decades before him. Taking a few bites from his apple before pulling up to the school parking lot, Will set the fruit down into his cup holder, picked up his backpack from the backseat, and got out of his car. Picking the fruit back up, making sure his car was clean and cared for, Will nervously shut the door to his station wagon before taking a shaky breath and making his way to the front doors.

[carotid]

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hugo gave a huge grin at his friend's reply. honestly, he was dreading the day that he graduated and left his good friend goodbye. even though kai would still be living nearby and they could hang out whenever they wanted to, something about the finality of graduation was something he wasn't sure he could look past. who would kai sit with at lunch? who else would goof off with him in shared classes? hugo knew that kai had a few other rather close friends, as most people tended to have in high school, but would kai consider hugo his closest? additionally, thinking about kai laughing and having fun with other people, just like they did every day of high school, elicited jealousy from hugo. the fear of his younger high school friends leaving him behind was a real fear.

after all, they had been friends since hugo's sophomore year. something about friendships that span a couple years feels concrete enough to not bend and break under the stress of separation and college, right? maybe the fact that hugo was harboring a unreciprocated crush for his friend was the reason that thinking about kai moving on seemed to hurt so much. the fear of destroying their friendship overcame him. countless times, hugo would make kai smile and think to himself, "i could tell him right now." the panic never failed to bombard him out of the blue. that was probably why kai didn't know.

they'd talked about soulmates together, too, but hugo never really chose to observe kai's mark in depth. hugo's younger sister was extremely self-conscious about hers, so he respected others' marks as he would his sister's, knowing that some people preferred privacy. in fact, he thought of his mark as almost a tattoo- sometimes he'd just look down and forget he'd have it, and become surprised by the wine red marking on his left wrist.

"i feel great," hugo gloated, a huge smile on his face. "not about leaving you here with all these weirdos, though." people were literally rolling on the grass of the courtyard- freshman, probably? "do you remember when we were as cringey as these people are? at least neither of us were ever the making-out-in-the-hallways type." his gaze fell on a couple as he spoke; they were holding hands and carrying on a gentle conversation as they passed the bench. then hugo kind of realized what he'd said. "not making-out-in-the-hallways with, like, each other, just like... with other people." his cheeks went pink, sheepishly laughing off his failed joke.