False Fronts, Facades, And Masks Rp

Chiba Masato

Resident Enigma
Everyone has something to hide no one is no exception some things hidden are trivial others not. How we hide it all the same we hide behind our Facades, masks and put up false fronts to hide our secrets. As any other new school year people have transferred in new secrets made new bonds formed old ones broken. He looked on as people entered the gates meeting up with old friends making new ones. Even though he hated being all alone it was where he found himself most of the time. The major clicks and groups had already formed by the time he had transferred into the school leaving him an outcast.


The school was a medium size facility having a fairly good sized gym even a weight room, 4 tennis courts, a indoor and outdoor pool. It had any club and organization that one could think of then there were ones made everyday as well. It seemed that when walking down the halls it was possible to meet people who you have never seen before in the halls that or see people that one hadn't seen in months.


He stared at the class roster, he was with a different class then he was last year. So much for trying to make any friends this year and the ones that he had made would probably be lost over time. He did look forward to the possible prospect. He checked the room number and it was 3-F. He nodded and added the room number to his memories. He looked around only to find he was surrounded by unfamiliar faces. A bit put off he pushed his way out of the crowd and towards the staircase. He slowly trudged his way up the two floors and looked down the long hallway and sighed heavily his class was near the end of the hallway. He walked to the classroom and looked in the classrooms he passed looking trying to see anyone he knew.


Failing to find anyone he knew he walked into the room and looked at the seating plan finding he was next to the window, his favorite place in the room. He slowly walked over to the desk and looked at the uncomfortable looks most of the rest of the class held he smiled to himself, at least he wasn't the only one uncomfortable in the room. He sat his bag on the hook beside his desk and picked his chair up and sat down gingerly in it. He looked out the window at the view and nodded. It was a nice view he wouldn't mind keeping for the rest of the year. He looked back in the room and saw more people had filled in. Smiling at the few that had made eye contact with him he pulled his notebook out and his pencil as well and laid them on his desk leaning back against the chair staring out the window.
 
*He walked into the classroom, not being called in for work yet. He had his olive toned hair tied behind him so it didn't get in his way. He adjusted his eye-patch some and walked to the seat behind yours with a soft yawn. He had been out working since 3 a.m. He looked to the male in front of him and smiled patting his back with a loud smack due to the weight behind his hand.*


Yo Shin! It's been a while, whatcha been up to man?*He asked laughing lightly as he looked to him with a broad smile*How are your folks?*He looked up as people began staring to him, he knew he was obnoxious and loud but frankly he didn't care what others thought of him to be honest*
 
Naomi hurried into class, and went to room 3-F. She sat in the front seat, in front of a guy sitting next to the window. She took out her notebook, and started to write in it. She doodled, and worked on her story.
 
he turned around and looked at the boy for a minute searching his face until he recognized it. " Ah i think i remeber you know, and they are just fine last i checked on them. Next time don't hit so hard man. " He rubbed his back gingerly. " And i've been up to not a lot actually, living life from book to book as you know i usually do." he laughed slightly and looked back up at the other boy. "What have you been up to here lately, it seems like you've been working hard or working out Alex." He laughed a bit uncomfortably lowering his head to hide it though.


He looked up as the girl in front of him raced in and took her seat he couldn't help but look her over and nod to himself. He noticed her take out her notebook and bend over seemingly working hard on something. He tentatively tapped her shoulder, "Hello I'm Shin Lyon, pleased to meet you, and take good care of me this year please?" He smiled a bit shyly at her, she did look pretty if one had the right type of perspective.
 
Naomi glanced back, "Oh, hi." She said, "I'm Naomi, nice to meet you." She added. Then, looking confused, she said "What do you mean, take care of you? You seem like a big boy, you can take care of yourself." She tells him, laughing a bit at her lame joke. She turned back around, smiling to herself.
 
i might be big but that doesn't necessarily mean that i am strong, and it never hurt to have someone else looking out for you." He looks at her and smiles softly and looks back out the window wondering what to do next.
 
Naomi shrugs. She's not exactly strong enough for anyone, herself included. She continues on her story and then starts designing the cover.


(Pretend that it says Naomi Cain)


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Leslie trudges sleepily into room 3-F before the bell rings and takes a seat next to a boy sitting next to the window. She frowned, for she had wanted to be near a window but shrugged to herself and pulled out her favorite book. Deep, Dark and Dangerous. She opened it and started to read, getting deeply intrigued into her book.
 
Naomi puts her notebook down, and reads until the start of class. She is reading Angels and Demons by Dan Brown. "I wonder if the Illuminati actually are still around..." She thinks aloud, and mulls over the thought.
 
Chase walked, his usual scowl plastered on his face, headphones over his ears. The wind rustled his systematically messy hair, locks of blonde sticking out here and there. He walked through the gates, pulling his headphones down to dangle around his neck. He turned off his music as he opened his locker. There was a small uproar down the hall as a girl hurried away from a group of laughing boys. As the boys followed after her chase stuck his foot out, tripping one of them "oops" he siad, slamming his locker and walking away.


He trudged into class, taking a seat near the door. He left his headphones around his neck and pulled out a sheet of paper, scribbling some melancholy, yet poetic words. He was taking his time to put lyrics to a song he had recently written.
 
he looked around the room it seemed as if people were still filling in steadily and the teacher had not arrived yet either he looked at his notebook and pencil. He picked both up and looked in the notebook and began making his pencil dance across the paper his newly met and reunited friends disregarded as he focused on his drawing.
 
Cassia straightened out her outfit upon entering the school. Her mother had just dropped her off and mentioned that her clothes were slightly wrinkled and it made her look messy and sloppy. Wearing a pastel pink shirt with lace along the neckline, covered with a long black knit cardigan, topped off with a flowing black skirt could have been considered over dressing; with a family like the Kendrick's even owning a pair of denim jeans was almost like a sin. Making her way to her locker, Cassia's long blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders and down her back with loose waves and a limp curl here and there. It took but only one try to get her combination correct and she slowly opened the door, grabbing her necessary books, writing utensils and a spare notebook for class.


Soon she had arrived at the classroom she would be working in for the first period of the day. A touch of anxiety found its way into her head as she walked in, noticing the room full of classmates. The blonde couldn't help but assume that she would be judged or nagged or something negative would happen to her that day, that made her stomach turn and her head spin. Choosing a seat not too far from the front, Cassia set her things down and sat down, herself; she opened her notebook and pulled out a pen, writing down the date in the top right hand corner and resting the pen on the page.
 
Leslie looked around the room. Everybody seemed to be doodling in a notebook or reading. But nobody knew eachother. We're all just faces to eachother... She thought.
 
*Suddenly his cell goes off, quite loudly in fact. He pulls it out, flipping it open as he answers the call. He nods speaking to the man on the other end of the call.After a few minutes he hangs up and stands*Teach I got to go now. Boss just called me in.*He gripped his backpack and began walking to the door with a light sigh as he opens the door*
 
he stares around the room after a little bit noticing how everyone seems to be so uncomfortable not knowing what to do or not to do. The Teacher walked in and set his things down, not caring what would be said about him he suddenly stood up and walked to the front of the room and turned to the class. " I just moved here not to long ago, My name is Shin Lyon please take care of me and it is a pleasure to meet you all i hope we can all be good friends in the days to come." He walked back to his seat smiling at his own actions and sat down looking around to see the reactions that his class mates might have at his sudden introduction.
 
(It's ok, I do to sometimes.)


Naomi nods, setting her book aside. She doesn't quite want to introduce herself, so she smiles a bit at Shin to show that she paid attention. She shrinks back into her seat; hoping not to be called out or noticed. She pushes her fair hair into her face, hiding behind the curtain.
 
Leslie turned to Shin. "Hi. I'm Leslie. Leslie Brair." she pushed her headband up into her red hair and sat up straight, ready to tackle the day. Somehow.
 
he turns to the girl who had introduced herself and smiled warmly at her he watched her brush her hair and seemed to sputter he was weak for this type of thing but he regained his gusto and smiled even wider at her. " Nice to meet you as well Leslie, I hope we can become good friends in the future." ((i'll be leaving tuesday for Europe so i'll post but it won't be as often and will be random when i do.))
 
Leslie nodded at him and stared at him for a while, before shaking her head and turning back front. She hummed "Howl by Florence and The Machine" and after listening to herself realized maybe a little TOO LOUD. (( :( ok. ))
 
Naomi hums along to Leslie's singing under her breath, shutting her eyes, and tapping her foot to the beat of the song.
 
Leslie looked at a girl sitting near her, she kept humming and was surprised someone else knew the song. She smiled and tapped her pencil against her notebook to add to the beat.
 
I made it in saftely but i have a major case of jet lag, feels like i'm trying to fall through my chair...)) He had also looked back to the front not really paying any attention as it was just a review of something he had already done before.
 

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