✰ Gold Medal High ✰ - Now Accepting

[o.t.t.e.r]

Sky
After my morning work out I headed to social studies. I walked in and looked around my blonde hair falling lightly. I sat at a seat and scribbled my name on my paper. I yawned and closed my eyes briefly.

(On my phone really sorry)

[Bunny x]

{{Is anyone open for Sofia?}}

[connor.]

Olivia is, she is in the rink

[azhefa.]

{{Alrighty then, I'll join with a female doing Equestrian (eventing) from USA and a male doing Ice Hockey from Ireland

[Writing 4 Eva!]

{{ i have emilia and not really sure about jake xD }}

[candu]

L E A - O C É A N E

I rushed through the halls and made my way to Social Studies. I snuck into the classroom and found one of the last desks where no one was sitting, beside a girl with blonde hair ((Sky?))

M A K S Y M

I looked for the door of the Social Studies classroom and stumbled towards a random door. Peering inside, I saw a vast skating rink. Figure skating wasn't my sport, but what drew me was a girl skating back and forth and doing beautiful jumps. I opened it up and clapped my hands slowly as the girl landed yet another jump. ((Olivia? Maybe Sofia could walk in too))

((And make sure to do OOC: or parenthesis ((..)) when out of character, please))

[Writing 4 Eva!]

J A K E
The guy nervously looked around after she presented herself and said he was cute. Normally he would be sweet and gentle, and just say thanks, you too or something but this time he completely froze. He remembered years ago of people being nice to him and stabbing his back. Jake got even more nervous and he uncomfortably shifted his weigh from one foot to the other. Thinking of something he could say to run away... "Um, I have to go to class." Jake said fast and then entered the building and then the bathrooms. He didn't know how he found them, he just did. He leaned his back on a wall and started to breath normally again. he hoped not everyone here was like that. Jake slowly walked towards his locker. Most people were taller than he was. That made him nervous, too. He slipped into the social studies class to the last row on the back, and doodled around the desk.

E M I L I A
Sometimes Emilia's mom could be overprotective and sometimes simply annoying. She had been excused from Social Studies class cause her mother was calling, and she couldn't stand the tenth call in that day. She walked over the ice skating rink and watched the girls do their jumps and stuff. "Mamá, estoy bien, déjame que tengo que volver a la clase! (Mom, I'm okay, leave me alone I have to return to class!)" Emilia half yelled but her tone wasn't that loud. She didn't want to desconcentrate the girls figure skating.

[candu]

L E A - O C É A N E

I glanced around the room, quite bored and unhappy. I turned around as a boy sat in the desk behind me and started making a loud annoying noise with his pencil. I glanced at the desk and saw he was drawing.

"Arrêter! (Stop it!)" I told the boy, quickly covering my mouth and turning around. He probably doesn't speak French, stupid. I told myself, sighing and hoping the boy didn't think I was crazy. (Jake?)

M A K S Y M

Maksym glanced across the rink and noticed a girl talking gibberish loudly into a cell phone. He waved at her, noticing she looked nice... well at least nicer than the eight girls at his school in Ukraine. (Emilia?)

[Writing 4 Eva!]

J A K E
Jake looked up to the girl that had told him something and then quickly covered her mouth. Jake stared absently at her, completely and uterly lost and confused about what was going on. He left the pen on the desk and blinked at her once again. "Um...Sorry, I don't speak whatever language you were just talking." he murmured softly so the teacher wouldn't hear him. "Can you...uh... you know, repeat it for me in English?"

E M I L I A
As the girl hung up (she was already tired of doing that so she turned her phone off so she wouldn't receive the twenty calls her mother would do later during the day. She was about to go back to class when she saw a guy waving at her. She wondered if she should go over and greet him or not. He was definitly older than she was, and taller, too. He was watching the girls ice-skate. Walking near the guy she waved back. "Hey. I'm Emilia." she presented herself.

[candu]

L E A - O C É A N E

"Sorry... that was French, its my native language so I sometimes just blurt out. I told you to-" I started, but suddenly I felt a shadow over me. A woman, in about her early 50's with glasses hanging from a beaded chain, was standing over my desk.

"What are your names?" she snapped quickly. I stared at her in fear as she pulled out a small black notepad and snatched the pen off the other boy's desk.


M A K S Y M

"I am Maksym, pleased to meet you. You are good enough, unlike the girls at school in Ukraine." Maksym told Emilia, offering his hand to shake it.

((Sorry about his awkward English. I'm translating English to Ukranian then back to English in Google Translate))