Eastwood Academy [Inactive]

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Eastwood Academy - A normal, everyday, boarding school

Classes
9 (Freshmen)- Language (Spanish, French, Any other language you want.) Advisory, Elective 1, World History, Lunch (A or B), Algebra 1, Elective 3, English 9


10 (Sophomore)- English 10, Advisory, World History/U.S History, Elective 1, Lunch (A or B), Geometry, Elective 2, Chemistry.


11 (Junior)- Language (Same language you took Freshmen year) Advisory, Elective 1, U.S History, Lunch (A or B), Elective 2, Geometry, Elective 3.


12 (Senior)- Calculus,...
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As the bell rang, signaling the beginning of lunch, Viktor hurries out the door towards the exit. This was the longest stretch of day he had to go without a cigarette and he was fiending pretty hard. As soon as he walks outside, he puts a cigarette in his mouth and lights it, not bothering to wait until he was legally far enough to smoke. He continues walking away from the school until he is across the street, and he turns around to look at the school. One more damned year and I can focus on the band.
 
Charlie couldn't wait to get out of class. She jumped out of her seat and almost ran out of the class room as the bell rang, she hated being stuck in one class room after another everyday. "Finally lunch," she thought to herself as she exited out to the crowded halls. Charlie shoved her un-needed books into her locker before heading off to lunch. She headed outside, her black vans backpack lugging heavily on her shoulder.


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Camilla left U.S. History in a hurry. She wanted to get to lunch early; not to eat, but to talk to Delilah about her day. They always met up before lunch, that is, when they had lunch together. The year before this one, Delilah had a different lunch and Camilla barely got to see her. This year, Camilla tried to fit in as much time with her best friend as she could since she would be graduating this year. Cami smiled as she walked over to Delilah's locker, eyeing her suspiciously, "Well, I had a decent day and I'd like to assume yours was good too but judging by the way you aren't exactly itching to tell me anything.. You haven't met anyone interesting, have you?" Camilla wiggled a bit around anxiously as she waited for a response. She really loved having someone like Delilah to talk to like an older sister. Cami grinned widely as she crossed her arms, beginning to tap her thin fingers on her forearms.





Delilah glanced over at Camilla as she began her usual little mini speech along with the usual questioning before they went to lunch. She always thought it was a cute and very little-sister-like quirk of hers. Delilah closed the locker, leaning against it and raising an eyebrow at Camilla. "My day was just fine, Cami," she took Camilla's hand in hers, pulling her gently along on the way to the cafeteria. "No, I didn't meet anyone interesting... Yet. But, that's not to say I won't. The day has just barely begun!" Delilah nudged Camilla with her arm as they walked through the entrance of the cafeteria. She took a deep breath and glanced around the large room; taking in details of the surrounding people. Delilah thought for a moment before asking, "What do you mean I wasn't itching to tell you? I don't do that... And even if I did... How could you tell?" She glanced down a bit at Camilla to see her smiling slyly up at her.
 
Viktor continues to smoke his cig when he sees a girl with plenty of piercings walk outside. She was the first one besides him outside. She must have somewhere to be...or someone to see. Heh...that rhymed. He thought to himself. He leans up against the tree and finishes his cig. He immediately takes out another and lights it. This time, he examines the box.


All-natural


American Spirit


Additive Free

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Hah...yeah right
 
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Charlie walks past a boy smoking. So far she hadn't smoked for the past few months but damn it was hard. But she was tiered of always coming home smelling like cigarettes and her grandparents always lecturing her of how bad it was for her health . So she had quit. She went to sit under a tree near by she pulled out a big red apple and wrapped her light pink lips around it taking a bite out of it, then pulling out her I pod plugging in her headphones.


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Viktor clearly stares at the girl walking past her with a not so clear smile. He noticed her glance at her out of the corner of her eye and he smiled a bit wider. He debates whether or not to go say hi and as he decides to, he suddenly feels a sharp tinge shoot through him that he knew all too well. Damnit. His anxiety struck at the worst time possible. He ended up midstep, staring at this girl. Come on...move...f*cking do something
 
Joy grinned, hearing the bell of freedom ring (lol what am I doing xD ). She giddily got packed and, with a slight skip in her step, walked to lunch. Spotting some if her friends already at a table, she waved and got in line to get her lunch. She glanced at her bow tie, which seemed to be crooked, and straightened it. Happy with the results, she smiled and looked ahead. The line was a bit long, but she didn't really mind.
 
Charlie looked up from her I pod, the sent of cigarets getting stronger, oh how she missed that smell. She saw the boy that she had passed standing... Just staring. What was wrong? Was something wrong with her? Was something wrong with him? Why was he just staring at her? Did she have something on her? She stood up and faced him setting her apple down on her notebook and her I pod in her pokey. "Um hey... Is something wrong?" She asked nervously biting the edge of her lip. She stepped a bit closer to him.


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ForgottenBlood said:
(You can't go along with something that's wrong.Why is the role play starting off in the middle of the day?)
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(Well what's wrong with staring the role play off in the middle of the day? Thats how he started so that's how it's gonna be so just I along with it okay :) )


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Oh, crap. Now shes talking to you. Come on, say something...she just asked you a question...try answering it, idiot."





"Uhm..no, I was just gonna ask if...uhm..." He cant think of anything to say. He is clearly nervous, but he tries a technique his psychiatrist taught him and took a deep breath, imagining himself on stage. It broke up the anxiety quite nicely. "N-nothing wrong, I was just gonna ask you your name." He smiles and tilts his head slightly
 
She could tell that the boy was obviously nervous, but she didn't mind she thought it was kinda cute.


"My name is Charlotte but I prefer to be called Charlie." She said introducing herself. "And your name is?" She asked him curiously. She knows she has seen him around campuses here and then but never caught his name. It's only her first year here since she transferred from her other school and didn't have many friends.


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He couldnt help but to smile. For some reason he loved introductions. Its probably because its always a cosmic chance that two people meet, and he got to witness it first hand. "The names Viktor! Its nice to meet you, Charlie" He says with an almost undetectable Russian accent. "So what brings you outside on this exuisite lunch period we find ourselves in?" What are you doing, you sound like an idiot...can't you talk like a normal person for once?
 
Charlie couldn't help but smile back, he seemed to have gotten over his nervousness. And what was that accent in his voice it sounded... Russian, she liked it. She shrugged her shoulders, "just needed some fresh air. You?" She asked, though she could probably guess why he was out her. Judging by the strong smokey aroma and the cigarette that was just between his lips a minute ago he was out here to smoke. But it was still polite to ask.


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Nick walked out of his algebra class and headed for lunch. He was starving and was happy he could finally sit with his friends and eat. He was thinking about his game tonight. Tonight was the ice hockeys team first game of the season and their arena is always sold out the kids in this school love their hockey team and as a sophomore nick was already the best player on the team and he was so excited to start the season. In the corner of his eye he saw a cute girl stare at him and he smiled at her. Nick did like girls but what not really anyone knew was that Nick was bi sexual and he like guys more but he did not want to let anyone know since he thought it would ruin his reputation. Nick got in line for lunch.
 
The sight of her smiling back made him relax a bit, knowing that she wasnt taken aback by his presence at all. "Oh, I just like the outdoors, plus I needed a cig eheh" He laughs nervously because he knows not many people smoke in high school, and those who do are seen as bad kids. He shakes the thought off. "Do you always come out here? I feel as if I've seen you before..." His voice trails off
 
(@ResidentGuitarGuy this is my last post for the night just to wait for the others and give them a chance to reply)


"Uh yeah I sit out here most of the time for lunch, I don't know too many people here so I don't really have anyone to sit with at lunch" she admitted. Why did she say that? She must have sounded like a total loner. Oh well... She wasn't the best at making friends, and this being her first year and all didn't make it any easier. " Plus I like coming outside and getting some fresh air," she quickly added.


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Leaning against the tree, Grace turned her music up louder. Seeing as it was lunchtime and the library was closed, she would sit under a tree, listen to music and read. Around her people chatted and laughed. Things Grace hated to do. She didn't want to make any human contact.
 
Viktor picks up on her saying she has no one to sit with "No one to sit with?" He asks sincerely "Surely theres somone who wants to sit with you. Perhaps you haven't met this guy-...person yet." He realizes how much of a creep he just sounded like and his anxiety starts to take over again. Really...twice in one day? Damnit. "I uh, gotta go. Ill see you around Charlie." He awkwardly walks away, disappearing back into the school. What is wrong with you? Can't you just be like any other normal American student?
 
As soon as the lunch bell rang, Jace was out of his Calculus class, textbook and notebook tucked under his arm, his Canon hung around his neck. He immediately slipped on his black beanie as he left the classroom, adjusting it as he walked through the crowded halls and weaved through the mass of students. He didn't bother with a backpack, as the only classes he ever really bothered with were Photography and Creative Writing.


As soon as he reached his locker, Jace unlocked it and stuffed his books in, dismissing the mess that was slowly becoming chaos in the tiny space. He shut the locker, accidentally slamming it, before brushing his hair out of his eyes and making his way through the school, pausing in front of the open cafeteria doors. Glancing around, he took note that most of the Freshmen seemed to have gotten comfortable, all laughing and talking, spread out around the cafeteria. Jace snorted and shook his head, moving on down the hall. As the crowd got thinner, his pace slowed down, eventually becoming a calm walk, his hands stuffed into his jean pockets, back straight and shoulders relaxed. He stepped outside and made his way to his usual spot at a bench under a large oak tree, taking his camera and beginning to flick through the pictures. He never bothered with school lunch, as he was rarely ever hungry, though he sometimes forgot to eat when he was.
 
Deejay~


Deejay popped a piece of gum that was in his mouth before spitting it out into the trash and sighing as he spun his hat around on his middle finger before plopping it back on top of his head.He put his skateboard down on the ground and ran up to it think jumped onto the board with one foot and the other pushing it so he'd go forward.He stuck his hands into his pocket and skateboard around the front of the school with his backpack on him comfortably.He didn't really feel like going to lunch since he had a big breakfast so,he just hung outside until lunch was over and it was time for the next class.Then it hit him."Aww f**k..."he said as he sucked his teeth and remembered that he had track and football practice today,which means that he legs would probably be killing him after he was done with them both.He sighed and didn't realize he was skateboarding right into a tree and hit it pretty hard"Ugh.."he said as he held his stomach and backed away from the tree then picked up his skateboard that managed to roll all the way over to the sidewalk.


Deejay hate doing multiple practices in one day because that meant that he had to actually pump more energy because of all the running and sweating.He didn't really mind running at all but,like everyone,he has a point where he just can't run anymore.The male looked up and saw a tree that he could sit up in so,he did just that but,threw his board up there first so he wouldn't have to worry about leaving it down on the ground.He took off his backpack and pulled out a bag of healthy chips then started to eat them while listening to other people chat about whatever happened at home or at school somewhere while most of the girls talked about boys or the latest parties they went to.Deejay smirked and leaned over on the trunk of the tree avoiding anything that might crawl up him or poke him,which was always a problem when he would climb the trees where he lived.


(Oh this is just a side note.It isn't a small post I promise xD The font makes it look like it's smaller than what it is.)





Kayden~


Kayden sniffled as he sat in the bathroom and pushed his long hair behind his ears while taking the tissue he had and wiping his tears away.He watched a few feet walk into the bathroom to do whatever and walk back out,that's when he decided to unlock the stall he was in and come out as well tossing the used tissue into the garbage can.He looked up at himself in the mirror then looked down at the seat with a soft sigh and shake of his head.Turning on the cold water,Kayden bent down a little to splash some water on his face.He turned the water off and shook his hands then grabbed a paper towel and wiped the remaining water from his face and hands tossing that into the trash as well then walked out.The hallways were clear except for a few roamers who were walking to their lockers or heading somewhere else to eat for lunch,the people who didn't want to go were either in their classrooms or outside doing whatever.Kayden looked both ways down the hallway before walking as he headed for the art room.Before going in,Kayden took one last look in the hallways before going ahead in since it was already unlocked and the teacher gave him permission to come in anytime during lunch.


Kayden took off his backpack and sat it down beside a stool that he usually sat and then went into the back and took out some paints and paint brushes as well.He pulled over a small table and set the supplies down on it then grabbed a small cup of clean water to wash the paint off of the brushes.He sat down on the light brown painted stool and stared at the blank canvas for a little bit trying to get an idea on what to paint since eh basically had a million things running through his mind at the time.Finally actually picking something,Kayden rolled up his sleeves so that they would stay up until he pulled them back down,and began painting with the lightest strokes as possible.He thought about what had just happened the him and dropped his head down for awhile trying to gather himself together and not cry again.Holding back the tears,he continued to paint the way he was already doing,only messing up when the thought kept running through his head.
 
Joy saw a few more people anther the room. She smiled to the few go saw her, and got her plate. Looking around, she contemplated where to sit. She glanced outside, seeing that it was a nice day and decided to sit out there. Upon leaving the building , she saw that a few other students had the same idea as her. Finding a seat on the grass , she sat down. Sure, she would have sat at a table, but the ground looked a bit more comfortable to her.
 
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