☂Umbrel High☂Closed|Moving|New Thread☂

[JrB]

Not really hungry, he decides to go for a walk around campus. His physics teacher made him put his shirt back on in his class, but once he got out of class, Blake took it back off. He headed to the track to walk a mile.

[Kawaiicuttie]

[ Bump! ]

[leebee]

❥xxxxxxx
tags ♥ carson
crush ♥ open
rank ♥ popular
feel ♥ awkward
@ ♥ lunch

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Nicole looked around the cafeteria, she had brought her own lunch. She didnt want to sit alone, because she hated sitting alone, especially at a new school people might think she has no friends or something. Nicki's only fear was how people thought about her so lunch made her pretty anxious. She looked around, some girl was crying, a few people awkwardly talked to each other, and then a few others scattered around. She looked for other seniors and saw some blonde guy sitting alone, she sat at his table and waited for others to come.. but nobody seemed to. She stared at him and finally said "Hi."

[Kawaiicuttie]

Carson~Lunch~Nicole

Nope, nope, nope, nope! Sorry but I'm doing stuff right now. is what I wanted to say. Instead I looked up and said, "Hello."

[daydreaming]

cleo marley laurel // sixteen
popular // junior // lunchroom // open
cleo walked into the lunchroom excitedly, carrying a bundle of papers in one arm and her school bag on the other. that day, she had decided to wear a black and white sweater, that ended just below her hips, and a pair of maroon colored skinny jeans. she paired off the look with beaten up black combat boots, and left her long dark hair wavy. her school bag had a vintage look to it, with printed elephants in a row along the base of it. inside of the bag was her schoolwork, her phone, and a bottle of extra-sweetened iced tea for lunch. her blue gray eyes glittered with surprise, and she walked to each table of the lunch room, placing a handful of papers on each. the papers read, "party at cleo's! 177 rose lane, starts at 7:30 pm friday night." the sweetheart smiled at each person as she passed them out, finally finishing at a crowded table. she took her seat near the head of the table, labelled by others as "the popular table".

(what day is it in the rp? also, cleo's open c:)

[gallifrey falls.]

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Samantha May Johnson
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✦ ᴀɢᴇ; 17
✦ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ; Straight
✦ Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ; Lunchroom
✦ ʀᴀɴᴋ Popular
✦ ᴛᴀɢs; Cleo
✦ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ; Hungry

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The summer had truly washed Sam of the reasons why she hated school, but now with the new school year those reasons and lists returned in full. Honestly, she could feel the homework load her teachers gave her, physically and mentally. She would probably only due a bit of it before ditching the rest though, which was a small comfort. And hey, lunch was up!
Sam went quickly through the lunch line, the meal of which happened to be hamburger, and made her way over to the popular table, or at least that's what those around the school dubbed it. The name fit at least.
She offered a quick smile to the girl already sitting down, noticing a large stack of papers next to her. "Doing your homework, huh?" Sam teased, knowing full well that was not it - those who sat here were not bookworms, nerds, and homework freaks, though she could admit books themselves actually were pretty good.

( I'm pretty sure it's the 1st day )

[leebee]

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tags ♥ carson
crush ♥ open
rank ♥ popular
feel ♥ awkward
@ ♥ lunch

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Nicole looked around and at this point there were no empty tables, so she was stuck here. She smiled a little and took out her food. "So..." she started, "What are you doing?". She honestly didn't know how to start a conversation with this guy, because she had no idea what he liked. At her old school, she knew what everybody liked and it was easy to start a conversation with anybody, since she'd been with those people for over three years.

[Kawaiicuttie]

{ It is currently the first day, maybe I'll time skip the whole thing to the next day, if no one plans to do anything big now }

Hope|Lunchroom|Crying|Open

I felt like an idiot but I didn't care. I let G climb up to my head and that made me a little better. I sat there eating my salad.

Carson|Lunchroom|Akward|Nicole

"Well..", I said biting a piece a hot/cold pizza, "I'm eating this thing and I'm thinking about a hilarious prank I fixed up in Geography, and deciding on what video game to buy later."

[↠staygold.]

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☂ Basics ☂


Name:

Jude Illinois Knight

Nickname:

J, Illinois, Knight

Sexuality:

Straight

Gender:

Male

Age:

16

Height:

5'9

Weight:

164lbs

Rank:

Jock

☂ Life ☂


Personality:

Jude may have a temper--but he's really nice. He's loud. Really loud. In fact sometimes Jude screams for fun. And to scare people but that's different. Now, Jude is a jock, but he's friends with all the cliques. He isn't like a normal cliché jock in the movies. No--he's nice to everyone. Jude's pretty athletic too. He swims, plays baseball and he's a track star. And Jude is just in general a real nice guy. His appearance may intimidate some, but he's just... Himself.

History:

Jude's history isn't much to tell. He was an Air Force brat; same as he and his two sisters. He moved around... A lot.

He lived in so many different places. Alaska, Nebraska, Ohio, Japan, Korea, Germany, Britain, Scotland, Italy and even Paris. But he never really appreciated it.

He was the oldest of the three. He, his mother, father and two sisters were always really happy. They all loved each other--sure, he and his sisters fought and he argued with his mother and father. But that was really it... They were happy... At least for awhile.

When he turned fifteen. Jude's dad was driving home from the base. It was late, rainy and a confusing road... Well in a less emotional way of saying it--the car crashed and Jude's dad Cary Ryder Knight went with it...

And then since his mother was just so sick of everything, she sent Jude and his sisters to a boarding school that happened to be Umbrel High.

Family:

Father - Cary Ryder Knight (Deceased)
Mother - Jenna Noel Knight
Sister - Elisheva Chaya Knight
Sister- Rivka Kyla Knight

☂ Love Life ☂


Girlfriend/Boyfriend:

None

Crush:

None (At the moment!)

Friends/Best Friends:

None really, he's new. (But hey! Theres a start for everything!)

☂ Other ☂


Likes:

Jude likes a lot of things...
Old movies (Especially ones from the '80's! Haha, gotta love BTTF, The Sandlot and Ferris Bueller! (And all the others)), old music (Again, the '80's! AC/DC, Journey and lots more. Hehe), Umm... If you couldn't tell; the '80's.. Hehe, he likes planes, baseball, football, girls (Of course, what straight, 16 year old boy doesn't like girls?), football, the ocean, traveling, learning about the world an its incredible history... And a lot more...

Dislikes:

Jude dislikes it when people purposely mean and modern music. Omigosh... Jude loathes modern music. He hates it whenever he loses his temper and yells at someone, he feels this awful feeling inside and it'll stay until he apologizes. Their are a lot more things he dislikes, but it would take to long to list.

Disabilities: {Answer Here}

None really. Just his inability to stay mad at someone.

Body Modifications:

He has his ear pierced.

Other:

He speaks a little bit of French, Korean and German. He can read Japanese and is fluent in Italian. (And of course English).

[daydreaming]

cleo marley laurel // sixteen
popular // junior // lunchroom // samantha
cleo let out a loud laugh, handing a paper to samantha, then shoving the rest into her vintage bag. she pulled out the extra sweetened iced tea and twisted off the cap. "always!" cleo joked, pulling her pants up past her belly button so she resembled steve urkle, or someone similar. she smiled, and took a sip of her drink. "so, you coming to the party?" she asked. "and are you bringing a date?" cleo winked teasingly at her friend.

(no, like day of the week haha. monday, I'm assuming?)