Realistic or Modern 『Eveburrow Highschool』

[irl000]

Welcome to Eveburrow Highschool.

Where the drama will fill your head with anxiety.


Where you should be worrying about schoolwork, not your friends being fake.


Where your heart will be broken multiply times.


Where the place is filled with drama, cliques and lies.


Where six or seven hours of your day will be a waste of your time.


Where you are stuck with people you hate for a week.


Have fun though.

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[irl000]

Roleplay has began.


Everyone is just back from their summer breaks and it's a new year at school for everyone.


Have fun!



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@Sugar Honey Iced Tea

 

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Mariott woke up to her brother turning on his hair dryer. She sighed loudly, not wanting to go to school where the people were. She got out of bed and walked into her bathroom. Not having time or energy to wash her hair, she sprayed in some dry shampoo, then applied some concealer and winged her eyeliner.


Meanwhile, Daniel was spending his time making sure his hair was the perfect mix of messy and pretty. Once he was finished, he walked into Mariott's bathroom and grabbed her eyeliner. Mariott knew Daniel used it but she never said anything about it; frankly she didn't care.


When Daniel finished smudging his eyeliner he went downstairs to the kitchen to eat. Mariott had made eggs and toast for the both of them because their mom already left for work.


They didn't speak. Daniel knew not to talk when Mariott was eating because he knew her two preferences- music or silence.


As soon as they finished eating they began to walk to school together. Mariott put one earbud in and started playing Fall Out Boy.

 

[EllaaaEllaaaa]

~MARIAH CHANELL~



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Mariah wakes up slowly and irritable hearing her phone alarm ring so loudly in her left ear, reaches over to turn it off. She slowly gets out of her bed stretching. Walks over to her closet finding the outfit she had just bought the night before.


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She went in the bathroom got changed, freshened up and went downstairs to eat some cereal and some juice.


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After breakfast she grabs her book bag heading outside to the bus stop. Waiting to head to school





(I'll develop my other character sometime today)

 

[irl000]

Farrah was up bright and early as usually. Though she wasn't a morning person, she always got up early to get herself ready for school and to cram in some last minute work for school. She hates missing dates for handing homework in so she tries to get whatever she can done. She stood in the mirror, parting her hair as she continued brushing it. She always did try to look her best for school, or at least just to make her mother happy. As her mother would say ''I can't have no daughter of mine going out in public a mess. '' which Farrah tends to take too seriously.She went through her wardrobe, pulling out a white blouse and a pair of black skinny jeans.

She made her way down the stairs, looking around the place for a pair of shoes. ''Farrah, darling. I have a slice of toast made for you'' Her mother called from the kitchen as Farrah continued to look about for her shoes in the hallway.

''Hmm great breakfast'' Farrah mumbled sarcastically. 'A slice of toast really?' She thought to herself. She finally found a pair of shoes which she sat on the stairs to put on. She exited the hallway and made her way into the kitchen.

Her mother looked up from the paper she was reading, widening her eyes slightly at Farrah. ''Darling, you know you don't have the bust to be wearing something like that'' Her mother said, shaking her head. Farrah was sort of used to this at this stage but it did sting every time. ''You know, I did say I could maybe make an app-'' She began but Farrah shut her up.

''Yeah, I know!'' She snapped. She quickly turned around, looking at her reflection in the window as she buttoned up her blouse. She looked down, noticing the slice of toast which she grabbed. ''I have to get going'' Farrah rushed, taking a bite of the toast as she made her way out of the house.

''But school doesn't start for an-'' She could her mother say, but she slammed the front door and couldn't hear the rest of what she had to say. She stepped into her car, placing her school bag in the seat beside her. She started her car, making her way to the school as she always does.

She parked her car in the usual parking spot, stepping out of it as she locked it behind her. ''Back to hell as usual'' Farrah mumbled as she began making her way into the school building. She made her way up the school steps and entered the school. She watched as groups of friends began crowding the hallways reuniting after their long summers apart. As Farrah pushed past the crowds who willing moved without having to be asked, she stood behind a large figure as she tried to push past. ''Excuse me?''She said, chewing the side of her cheek as the annoyance of having to push past everyone was getting to her.

@Anyone

Carter arrived early for school. The school track was finally opened for usage after the long summer. It was a normal thing for Carter to wake up early and train. He was very dedicated to staying fit and his sports. It helped his mind at ease too. Training was the only time he really ever has times to think which he enjoys.

Carter was jogging around the track, panting loudly as he finished his final lap. He decided to cool off before school started. He didn't want to look like too much of a hot mess going into the place. He made his way over to the bench, sitting on it as he grabbed his bag off the floor. He opened his bag, grabbing some deodorant and water. He took a sip of the water, sighing with relief when he took a sip. ''I needed that'' He said to himself as he downed most of the water down in one sip. He grabbed the deodorant, spraying himself with it. He placed both items back into his bag.

He looked over to his left, spotting as students began arriving into the school. Carter didn't know how he felt about coming back. He didn't enjoy school that much but he certainly didn't hate it. He was just glad he had usage of the track and gym again. He grabbed his bag, holding onto it as he began walking off the pitch. His sides were aching slightly from the running he has been doing all morning but he ignored it. He was used to it at this stage.

He entered the school building. The crowds of students were already gathering the place. Luckily, his school locker was near the entrance of the school. He threw his gym bag that he was carrying above the locker. He leaned against it, panting slightly as he tried to regain his breath from the running. He watched out for his friends in the crowds that were beginning to gather.

@Anyone.

''Scout, are you sure you don't want to take the car to school? I don't want you to be late on your first day back.'' Her adoptive mother said, grabbing the keys off the counter near by as she was about to hand them over to Scout.

''Mom, I want to walk.'' She said, eating the last piece of fruit that her mother prepared for breakfast. She looked out the window, watching as the sun was starting to shine. ''Look at the weather? Don't you want your favorite daughter to be getting some fresh air. ''Scout said, grinning widely as she looked over at her two siblings. Both younger than her, stuck out their tongues as they finished eating their breakfast.

Their adoptive mother came up behind the two younger siblings, ''Bad manners!'' She said, tapping them both on the head slightly after they stuck on their tongue. She grabbed hold of Scout's bag from under the table and put the keys in the bag. ''Fine, but the house keys are on the key chain so if we aren't home when you walk home then you use them'' She said.

Scout got up, grabbing her bowl and putting it in the sink,''Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know all of this already'' She said, rushing as she got the bag off her mom. ''I'll see you later, love you'' She said as she exited the house. She could hear her whole family shouting their goodbyes as they did so.

Luckily for Scout, she knew all of the short cuts of the town. After spending the whole summer basically outside everyday and exploring, she found out some pretty cool shortcuts. Being late wasn't going to a problem. She began making her way to school and arrived in no time. She decided to hang around outside the school building for a while before going inside.

@Anyone

Taylor was up bright and early as always, making sure his youngest brother was up bright and early for school. ''Finish up your breakfast. I'll try wake this idiot up'' He said, getting off of his seat in the kitchen. He grabbed his empty plate and placed it in the sink. He tried waking Tyren up earlier, but he refused point blank to get up.

Taylor made his way down the hallways and down to the room that him and Tyren both shared. ''Dickhead, get up!'' He shouted, banging on the door repeatly as he stood staring at his brother in bed. No movement whatsoever. If he didn't know his brother by now, he'd of thought he was dead. ''You make your own way to school then. ''He muttered as he left the room and re-entered the kitchen again. His youngest brother, Jack, was already finished his breakfast and had his school bag ready. ''Right, we better get you to school. ''

Taylor and Jack got into Taylor's jeep as he made his way to his school. He dropped him off, watching and waving him goodbye from his car as he walked into school. This wasn't the end of his day though. Jack didn't have football practice today after school which meant Taylor had to get out of school early to pick him up.

Taylor drove his way to school, parking his jeep in the same spot. He basically reserved this spot when he was in Highschool, but he found out this Summer after finishing Highschool that he was going to have to return because he failed basically all of his exams. He parked his car, stepping out and locking it behind him. 'Try not to fuck up this year' He muttered to himself as he began entering the building. It was weird this year. Taylor had a reputation last year alongside his friends, but this year he was going to be basically going about with his brother because all his friends are finished Highschool and in college.

@Anyone @Tsiwentiio

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Penelope Marie Dunham groaned very loudly when she realized just what today was. The first day of school after that precious break known as Summer. She, Cadillac, and their mother had spent their Summer at home but having the grandest of times and she was, honestly, annoyed that such a great Summer had to come to an end. She was usually one to love school, as she loved learning to things and just adored talking to and meeting new people. But here she was at six in the morning and wanting anything but having to go to school. Her bed was so comfy! So, she told herself, she would simply just not go today. She unburied her right arm from underneath her heavy purple comforters and slammed her fist against the 'dismiss' button, only to fail. And fail again... And again. Growling, she grabbed the cord and yanked it from the wall, throwing the now silent clock behind her dresser. Oh, how annoying. She was already awake now. And not to mention her hair was a mess.


Poppy looked over at the red-clad bed across from her own, smiling a bit at how adorable her brother looked when he was asleep. They may be the same age, but he was just too darn precious! Like a little baby. Poppy sat up, stretched and yawned all while combing a few fingers through her mane of hair and walked over to Cadillac's bed, grunting while doing so. Yawning once more, her mouth open wide to reveal beautiful white teeth but such a foul odor escaping, Poppy cringed. They were running slightly late already and she still had to get ready. She nudged Cadillac's side with her knee. Once. Twice. Three times. He stirred and within seconds was awake, also groaning when realizing just what day it was. "Good morning," he mumbled in a dismal, tired tone. Poppy mumbled the same thing to her twin, though it lacked enthusiasm. She helped him up and they parted ways, quickly preparing for the day. After about a hour, the two were fully dressed, washed and fed, jumping into the old Cadillac, a car, Cadillac, the boy, had fixed up over the Summer, and headed off to school.


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Bailey, unlike the twins oh so many houses away, was up in a jiffy and ready to leave school just as fast. He had woken up ten minutes before his alarm and finished getting dressed by the time it eventually rang. Bailey was pumped up for school. Not because he was eager to learn or anything, but because he couldn't wait to pull some first day pranks on all of his teachers. With a wicked grin, Bailey stuffed his old black backpack full of a different assortment of items. Shaving cream. Peanut butter. You name it.


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Jean was late. Of course. She didn't know why she was going to school anyway, though. What was so special about it? They taught you the same old thing every school year and none of the things they do teach have aided her in anyway. They should teach her to pay the bills or how to sew or something. Perhaps how to make an actual meal and not Instant Ramen. You'd think she was in college. Sheesh. Jean was living on her own, in her own apartment. And, honestly, she was struggling. She only decided to go after she saw a post on Instagram that one of her friends was planning on going. But she was already late. So she just threw on yesterday's party clothes, left her hair a tangled mess and hopped onto her bike. So she may have gone a few miles over the limit.

 

[EllaaaEllaaaa]

After About 10 minutes the bus came, Mariah rolled her eyes as she walked up the few stairs unto the loud crowded bus Her brother Desmound comes running behind her clothes halfway on with a piece of toast in his mouth.


DESMOUND


"Really Riah? You couldn't wake me up. Jeez." He walked up the stairs behind his sister sitting in the back seat next to her annoyed.


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MARIAH


"Sorry bro, Should've woke up on time" Mariah gave an evil grin as she sat back putting her headphones in blasting her music

 

[irl000]

As Taylor was walking his way along the parking lot, ready to make his way into the school. The sound of a loud car speeding arrived in the school parking lot. Causing a few heads to turn, including himself. He knew who this girl was. ''Andra Jean.. something'' He whispered to himself, trying to remember her name. He remembered her when he was a senior, well, he still is a senior but last year. She was quite innocent from what he remembered, but he seen her a lot of parties this summer. 'Hey, going to be stuck here for another year. May aswell make some friends' He thought to himself.

He made his way over to the car, looking inside as it was parked in the school parking lot. He knocked on the window lightly. He stared in at the petite, blonde haired girl. A small grin appearing on his face, ''Hey, didn't anyone tell you it was illegal to speed?'' He said. The devious grin seeming to not wipe off his face no matter how many seconds went by.​

@Sugar Honey Iced Tea

 

[Aio]

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Christopher Elliot Banksy - mood: indifferent -

outfit - tags: Anyone
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Banksy turned the pages of his book, his eyes soaking up every word written down. He had been up since around six in the morning, already dressed and fed for the school day to begin. He thought to wake up Eva but knew she would only throw a pillow at his head if he did so. At around seven he heard the shuffling and clattering which signaled to him that Eva was now up and in a huge hurry like she always was. Banksy looked up from his book as he heard his door open, seeing the disheveled Eva appear in all her glory.


"Dipstick! Why didn't you wake me up?" She yelled at him though Banksy didn't take any offense.


Instead of responding her looked down at his book and turned the page hearing the groan of Eva as she walked away to finish getting ready. A small smirk on his lips as he suppressed a chuckle. He shut his book and stuffed it into his backpack, grabbing it on his way out deciding he would be nice and make Eva a quick breakfast. The only reason she was even at his house was because it was closer to the school than if she stayed with her father.


He cracked some eggs into the pan, watching as they sizzled before scrambling them deciding against making sunny side up eggs.
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Eva Kristina Korkunova - mood: tired -

outfit - tags: Carter (@irl000)
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Eva's alarm went off five times before she finally lifed her body up off of her bed to check her phone. When she looked at the time she groaned, dropping it on her bed as she went in a search of what she was going to wear. "Great way to start off the school year Eva." She mumbled, her words having a slight accent she was never really able to shake no matter how hard she tried. Deciding to give crap to Banksy about not waking her up in time before going back to getting ready. Finally ready she went downstairs to get something to eat that's when she saw Banksy attempting to cook.


"Look I made you some eggs." Banksy said as he slid the yellow mush on a plate before handing it to her. Eva chucled as she placed the plate of eggs on the table before she spoke. "Thanks but we're too late to eat and how many times do I have to tell you I don't like eggs? They freak me out."


Eva told him as she grabbed the keys to the car before they piled in. Rushing over to the school where they went their separate ways. Eva was more so a social butterfly than Banksy so normally she would go head first into the crowd and Banksy would veer off into the library before classes started. Most people in this school had no idea they were even related though they didn't really care to make it known.


She went to her locker but found some guy who obviously was attempting to mask his early morning workout. People like that she would never understand. She honestly didn't know why people woke up so early just to work out. Eva inwardly groaned seeing her locker was right next to his. "reat..Smelly socks for days now." She mummbled before going to her locker and opening it to stuff her lunch inside as well as her car keys and other miscellaneous items. She thought to say hello to her locker mate but he looked to be a bit busy looking into the crowd.
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[irl000]

As Carter watched the crowd of people, finally regaining his breath after a while. He glanced over for a second, watching as someone was at the locker beside him. He doesn't recognize her face that well. He went back to what he was doing before as he looked at the crowds. He heard mumbling from the girl beside her. He couldn't help but laugh to himself. ''I heard that'' He said, stilling keeping his eye contact to the crowd. ''And if you must know, I actually am in charge of the washing in my house which when I do so, I wash my own clothes. ''He continued. He finally brought his eye contact to her which caused him to grin a little, ''So quite frankly, they'll be no 'smelly socks for days' '' He said, as he quoted her, he put on a high pitch female voice which sounded more like Marge Simpson than herself.

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@Aio

 

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Jean lifted a light brown eyebrow at the teen poking the glass of her black Harley, her head tilted to the side as he did so. Jean knew who he was. Taylor. She had seen him at a few of the parties she had attended, even shared a drink once but she was sure he got too drunk to remember then. She barely remembered it herself, but she did remember it being a fun night. She stared for a few more seconds, bright blue eyes squinting ever so slightly that gave her a mischievous look, a grin spreading upon her lips. She slowly got off her bike, making a show of it in a rather flirtatious way to show of her leather clad, thin legs. When she thought a guy was cute- which Taylor obviously was, Jean was seen acting the way she was now. Laughing a bit, she put a hand on her hip, cocked to the side. "Didn't anybody tell you to mind your own business?" She mentally scolded herself. She was obviously being sarcastic, but what if it scared him away? She wanted him and she always gets what she wants.




@irl000


OOC NOTE


She was riding a bike, like a motorcycle and you said car, so I'mma just go with it..?

 

[EllaaaEllaaaa]

The Bus arrived at the school Mariah and Desmound are the last pair to get off the bus


Since Mariah and Desmound were always together they trailed off in Different Directions, Desmound being the more quiet one went up to the library to "read some intellectual books" but all that really meant was he was going to sit in the back and take a nap.


MARIAH


Mariah headed up stairs to her new locker seeing that no one was really around this part of the lockers she took out her phone and continued to listen to her music drinking the rest of her juice. Waiting for whoever she was sharing a locker with to show up because that how she generally made her friends.

 

[Aio]

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Eva Kristina Korkunova - mood: tired -

outfit - tags: Carter (@irl000)
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Eva looked over to the man as he chuckled rolling her eyes slightly. Though when he started speaking she went ridged as she was about to place one of her books down, though she quickly relaxed when he started talking about washing clothes. "Your mother must be so proud." She said , placing the book down before closing her locker. Looking over at him when what she assumed was an attempt in mocking her. She didn't really care to talk to though she didn't know seeing most weren't used to her accent though seeing she just transferred here due to her mother's request she didn't know anyone except Banksy and he wasn't exactly the social butterfly of the family. "I'm fine as long as I won't need a gas mask." She said as she looked him over. He wasn't bad to look at she must admit, one of those good all American guys she assumed.

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[irl000]

[i literally just noticed that like seconds after I posted it. I was too lazy to change it though. This is why I like you because you just go with it xD @Sugar Honey Iced Tea ]

Taylor arched his brow, chuckling to himself at her feisty come back. Her attitude wasn't something he digged. But sure, he was here to make new friends. ''Jeez Louise, someone has an attitude problem'' He said, laughing it off. He looked down at the motorcyle, observing it as he nodded his head in approval. He liked it. Was his style. ''Was just looking out for fellow students incase there was a crash..''He said. He kept his eyes on the bike, walking away from her as he made his way around it to observe it more.''Don't care much what would happen to you, but for your bike..'' He began, ''That's a whole new story. Can't let something this beautiful go to waste'' He said, looking back up at her again. Taylor never really used words like 'beautiful' or 'pretty' for girls, he tend to refer to them as temperatures but for bikes and jeeps it was a whole new story. He treated them better than he did most girls.

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[irl000]

''She better be proud, she doesn't give me much option to whether or not I can do it'' He said. He wasn't quite sure who she was but she hasn't annoyed him so far so she is okay. He watched as she began getting her books for class. He should be doing the same but he wasn't quite sure what he even had for class. ''You won't have that problem at all. Trust me'' He reassured her. ''But I can't tell you the same about the other guys around here'' Carter told her. Soccer season was the worst, or any sporting season was terrible. You wouldn't even need to be in the gym to smell the boys coming. Luckily, Carter discovered deodorant quicker than others.

@Aio​

 

[Tsiwentiio]

Tyren woke up a few minutes after his brother came and knocked on his door, he slowly rolled out of bed, he wasn't in the mood to rush and get ready and figured either he just wouldn't go to school or just walk there. He got dresses getting a plain black t shirt and jeans and his favorite sneakers. He grabbed and apple and picked up his book bag. He made his way to school, thankfully on the way there one of the guys on his team picked him up and brought him to school. Once he arrived at school, he was in no mood to try and find his brother so he just went to his locker and put some things in it and then went to class​

 

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Jean's smirk faltered slightly at the comment, but she managed to hide it well. Of course she would ruin this one chance at an attractive guy. Perhaps there would be some hot transfer boys or something this year, though. She shrugged her shoulders just a tad as she turned around to grab her black purse from the department beneath the seat. "Well school isn't exactly something that makes me happy."She tossed her purse over her shoulder before turning around again, watching him as he inspected her bike. She ran a hand through her unbrushed hair as she watched him, nodding ever so slightly. "You like it, hmm? I got it this summer. Perhaps you could take it for a ride some day."


@irl0000

 

[irl000]

As Taylor walked around in his steps, he stopped and stood infont of her. From the corner of his eye, he could see his brothers car being parked and him making his way into school. 'I'll kill him when I see him later' He thought to himself. ''School is a happy place.''He said, ''Why else do you think I am back for another year to give it ago?'' He said. It wasn't something he was proud of but he has learned to laugh about it. He couldn't help but grin at her offer, his familiar devious grin appearin grin was returning again. ''Darling, if you want some more Taylor time, you just have to ask..''He said. Taylor was cocky. He always has been. Whether or not he has anything to be cocky about was a different question.

As Scout was leaning against the wall of the school, she watched as Tyren was making his way in. He didn't look so pleased. ''Someone is looking a little grumpy today'' She said, chuckling softly. She knew Tyren from some of her classes. She slowly followed behind him, seeing as she had nothing better to be doing. ''You're back at school, you should be happy. This is like the greatest day of the year. ''She said sarcastically, forcing a large smile across her face as she struggled to even say those words.

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@Sugar Honey Iced Tea @Tsiwentiio

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[Aio]

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Eva Kristina Korkunova - mood: tired -

outfit - tags: Carter (@irl000)
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"I'll take my chances." Eva chuckled before she gestured to his locker. "So what...Are some star athlete who dates the head cheerleader?" It was a joke of course though she was also a bit serious. She needed to figure this school out as soon as possible so she wasn't stuck eating in the library like Banksy. She knew why her mother wanted her to go her rather than the school closest to where her father lived but at her old school everyone was of some Russian descent most were immigrants while being here she felt like she was an outsider looking in. Though she loved Banksy to death she didn't feel like spend the entire school day with him just go home and see even more of him.

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''Star athlete, yes. Dating head cheerleader, no. ''He told her, ''Not all the cheerleaders in this school are bitchy blondes that you see in movies. Some actually just enjoy gymnastics and stuff. ''He said, ''But if you tell one of those girls that cheerleading isn't a sport then they'll become a bitch. I've made that mistake myself'' He said, recalling over a year ago when himself and three other cheerleaders had a debate over it. He still stands by his opinion. He was actually quite curious why she was here. He never seen her face before. ''Not being cocky, but I basically know or know of the majority of the school but I haven't seen your face before. Were you always here or?'' He asked her with curiosity. Carter liked to know these things. He always felt like he had some what controlling if he knew what his surroundings were.

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@Aio

 

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Jean laughed sarcastically, but her laugh was contradicted with the smile on her face. So he was bumped back a year, eh? 'Right. School. So much fun." She rolled her eyes at his next comment, bumping him with her hip as she walked past him, towards the school entrance. "Notice the keyword you. Not we."


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Taylor was glad that she didn't go more into the topic. What was he meant to tell her on their first day meeting, 'Eh, was too stupid so got held back a year' which was usually the reason why most people got held back but he didn't want to admit it.''You mean to tell me you'd let some guy you don't know go off with this beauty?'' He said, arching his brow as he looked down at the bike. ''Gosh, maybe you are as stupid as you look'' He said. It wasn't Taylor if he didn't insult once in a conversation. Of course, that wasn't the case. She was quite pretty. But he could tell that she knew that already.


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Jean laughed once more, winking at Taylor once he finished what he was saying. "I can see why you got held back. You're missing more keywords. Notice I said maybe which, in my book, means highly unlikely." She glanced at the digital watch on her wrist and pointed towards the entrance of the school. "Either walk with me, or let me go. I don't want to be anymore late."unlikely.




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[Tsiwentiio]

Tyren turned quickly as he heard a familiar voice behind him "Well I guess having my brother ditch me at the house would put a damper on anyone's day" He said with a little sarcasm in his voice. "Although I like school it doesn't seem to special, well at least not yet" He said with a smile. Tyren always did extremely well in school, he was sure to be in the top 10 of his class, his brother on the other hand "Have you seen my dingle nut of a brother" He asked her, he was a little childish when it came to his brother, calling each other names seemed to be something he never grew out of​

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[emotionalroadshow]

As the twins approached school, they waved to eachother and parted ways, both aware that they were a bit late, but didn't care.


Mariott walked over to her locker and saw that people were standing around, waiting for class to start. (I hope class hasn't started already whoops)


She twisted in the combo and put a couple things in, like her lunch and makeup pouch. She had a light bag, not a ton of unnecessary supplies. After she slammed her locker shut she walked out to the front of the school. There was a wall, and she easily climbed up it and sat on top, leaning her back against a slightly higher wall. Daniel had told her to please make a friend, but Mariott had no interest in starting a conversation. If someone wanted to talk with her, they'd have to make the first move.


Instead, she looked down on everyone, watching them walk around and talk. Uninterested in eavesdropping, she pulled out a book and started reading.


Daniel didn't drop anything off in his locker. He purposely forgot his lunch at home today so he could go to the fast food place down the street and get something better than a cold sandwich with one piece of ham and cheese.


As he walked slowly down the hall, however, he listened closely in on the conversations people were hearing. He recognised some people's voices and faces but he, having such a broad knowledge of who's who and what's what, forgot most of their names.


He made his way to a little corner hallway where nobody was really standing, and there was a water fountain there. He refilled his plastic bottle, having drank most of what was in it on the walk to school.


He then slouched down on the ground and pretended to be looking at something interesting on his phone but was really listening in on everyone's conversations.