яιveяvιeω нιgн ;; cliques. romance. accepting.

[grim.]

(Lol, sorry for trippin' you guys out. It's just a part of my signature. XD Anyone wanna RP with Adam? *facepalm* Too lazy to write.)

[Todd.]

((omg this makes me feel a way better! Seriously I'm very superstitious so I just freaked out at first lol...wanna RP? I got Unet free))

[grim.]

(Haha, I know a person who's like that too.)
(Sure. Where's she at/what's she doing? I'ma try to find your last post then slap one together.)

[Todd.]

:. Unet Müller .:

"I wake up hopping this day would be better..."

"ok...right..." Unet murmured and looked at the teacher, history was one of her favorite classes, which one again made people think she was some sort of nerd and all. She sighed watching the lesson with amazing interest, the techer was talking about the second world war, and if there was something about history that she liked they were the wars and all.

Unet smiled slightly, someone murmured something about a new nerd girl and she simply ignored it, she was used to it and wouldn't let someone take her more down then she already was, she looked at her watch seeing the date once again and sighed once more, today it made 7 years that her parents had died, and 7 years she had survived the accident, she looked down to her notebook in silence and felt a warm tear running down which she quickly dried before anyone else saw it, 'no...being called a nerd is already enough...I won't let them see my feelings as well...this would...destroy me' she thought and side gulping down her tears before she cried again.

((here))

[grim.]

(Haha, thanks. (: )

"Don't wanna be rude but I have to.
Nothing's good about the hell you put me through.
I just need to look around, see the life that has come unbound.
And you're so cynical, narcissistic cannibal.
Got to bring myself back from the dead."
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"Sometimes... I hate... the life I made.
Everything's wrong everytime.
Pushing on I can't escape,
Everything that comes my way, is haunting me, taking it's sweet time.
Holding on I'm lost in a haze, fighting life till the end of my days."

Δ∂αм✣Яαʏиɛ✣βℓακɛ
♂/18/Single/January 23rd 1993

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The bell for second period had rang ages ago. I'd bolted from the art room shortly after I'd gone in and I'd spent the rest of the hour just wandering the hallways until the bell rang. I didn't noticed when it it did. I only noticed the halls become crowded for a few minutes before once again becoming vacant. I shrugged and started to head for the exit. I figured the cops were done looking for me now, they would've moved on to some other minor crime.
I was nearing the exit, the door tantalizingly close. Then I heard a voice that made me cringe inwardly, made me die just a little inside and thanked whoever that I was high.
"Adam Rayne Blake. Is that you?"
I ground my teeth together and turned ever so slightly. It was Mr. Behr, my history teacher. I bit my lip sharply to prevent from cussing him out. I really didn't need to blow up on another teacher. I just managed a tight; "Yeah, it's me." I turned away to make for the door.
"Get to class. I assume you came to school because you finally decided you needed to learn something so go." His arms were cross and he glared at me with small shrewd eyes.
I spared a desperate glance to the door. No chance now, there was a cop outside. It was the school cop. I didn't know why we had one, they never caught kids doing anything bad anyways, but I figured she might know about my activites earlier this morning and last night. "Fine," I growled quickly slipping out of the cop's view and gliding to history class. I slid inside the room, Mr. Behr following shortly behind me. A few kids glanced up a me. I got more than a couple raised eyebrows, I mean really, I brought a drug stench in with me and I noticed a few kids wrinkling their noses.
I slunk to the only open desk. It was next to a girl with brown hair. A girl who was crying. Great, so I get shoved next to the emotionaly girl. I'd almost rather be in jail. I sank into the desk. The students were all definately younger than me. I mean, I was eighteen these kids were probablly sixteen or seventeen. I'd failed this class last year and got held back. The only class I'd failed and got held back. The teachers just kept passing, probablly because I was a bad influence and they thought I was corrupting people, and I kept finding dirt on them and blackmailing them with it. Except Mr. Behr. I hadn't anything on the guy. He a tough shell to crack, but I'd get him one day.
I shoved my hands in my pocket and slumped forwards resting my cheek on my desk. My black hair fell across my eyes blocking the crying girl from view.

"Яather βe Ɖead Ƭhan Ɔool."

[PandaCobain-TM-]

((well they've gone into second period where lots of people are skipping class and all lol))

.: Elliot Hills (Elly) :.

Blaze of Glory

"I'll be there for you when nobody else is..."

"it depends on what you love" he said, he went to look at the ice creams, "hum...lemon, vanilla...and...cookies" he smile brightly, "well actually when it comes to ice cream, I love all flavors...except cheese" he blinked and went to take a pot and a spoon to put the ice cream on, "you?" he asked

.:.:. Kyla Rae Adams .:.:.

Kyla laughed at the cheese flavored ice cream comment, "I don't even like cheese in the first place. I love chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. Soooooo yummy." She was still debating which ice cream to get, not wanting to pick and be disappointed. She looked at Elliot and asked, "why do you think it matters what we love? I mean.... If you love killing people then yeah, that's not a good career. Same with killing animals but those people could always work at kill shelters." Kyla shuttered at the thought of kill shelters and quickly said, "Not that I approve of kill shelters or people killing animals either. I'm just saying."

[Todd.]

:. Unet Müller .:

"I wake up hopping this day would be better..."

Unet gulped as she saw the boy coming in and sitting next to herm she once again dried her tears fast, 'stop crying Unet, kids cry and you're not a kid' she thought and shook her head slightly, she glanced again at the boy next to her and frowned some, 'hum...' she blinked and looked back to the teacher making quick notes an writing down everything the teacher wrote in the board.

In a few minutes Unet was done with the writing, she sighed and yawned, she had managed to get herself into thinking of other thing other then her parents and the accident, she looked down at her table then again at Adam, she gathered strength to talk, "hum...hi?" she said looking at him

.: Elliot Hills (Elly) :.

Blaze of Glory

"I'll be there for you when nobody else is..."

Elliot blinked, "well...when I say that...hum...it's hard to explain"'he said frowning a bit, "well...look at me for example, I want to be a musician, right, now if I'm not perfect and adored by everyone I'll probably end up being one of those street artists, no I'm not complaining but it's exactly the kind of thing that my parents except for me" he said

[MochicaMomo]

{ soo am I accepted???}

[valar morghulis]

| yeah =] sorry, I didn't see that you'd edited lol |

[PandaCobain-TM-]

.:.:. Kyla Rae Adams .:.:.

"Do you do everything your parents expect of you and want from you?" She asked curiously, not meaning to sound rude if she had. She continued mulling over the many choices she had in front of her. She still couldn't decide.