Realistic or Modern High School for the Talented

[silverghost]

Some people think they have talent and they think they are the best of the best but no one can compare to the students in this special high school. Only the best of the best are allowed to enter in any talent they might have. These students clearly have something important inside of them and they are truly special. Welcome to our wonderful boarding school!

 

[silverghost]

Today was a very special year for everyone in the school. This was not the only boarding school for gifted students in the city but this year the school was selected for a very special event. People who want to see the gifted students show their talents are going to be in the school this year to see which students can be selected for a contract to become famous and start a career.


Of course, the principal decided to keep it a secret so the students have no worries if they are going to be picked or not but everyone knows this year would be special since they can all see the people who want to see the students in the hallways and even in some classrooms. Classes start in a few minutes, good luck and enjoy the year!

 

[sunshine and whiskey]

Taylor & Tyler Johnson | 17 | Creative Writing/Singing/Dancing

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They literally pleaded to their parents to not have them transfer to a different high school, but of course, they lost the good fight. It was close to being time for school and Taylor came down the stairs, wrapped in a blanket with a thermometer underneath his tongue and it was hanging out of his mouth. He moaned and groaned and went into the living area, where his parents currently resided. "Mom. Dad. I think I may have a fever." His parents both stared at each other then stood up and walked over towards him, removing the device from his mouth. "Oh my. It seems that you are sick. Sick enough to think that we're actually going to believe that you have a two hundred degree fever." His father spoke while throwing the thermometer aside.


With a sigh and huff, he got up and lowered his head, walking up the stairs, out of the corner of his eye, he saw his brother with the same get up as him. "Don't even think about it, bro. We're going." Tyler shook his head then headed back into his room and changed into casual clothing, after taking his routine shower and brushing his teeth. He walked out of his room and went down the stairs, with a smile. "Mother. Father. Hope you guys are fairing this morning." He said as his parents stared at each other then eyed him again. "You're going. And no buts!" His father's voice roared, just as Taylor came down the stairs.


After trying to beg their parents again, Taylor and Tyler left the house and hoped in their identical Mustang's, blue in color and headed off to the school. They pulled up into the parking lot and waited there for awhile before stepping out of their vehicles and heading to the office. They told the secretary behind the desk that they were the new transfer as she stared up at them both and smiled a little. "The principal is busy discipline another student at the moment. Take a seat and he'll be right with you." Taylor and Tyler nodded their heads while sitting down, Taylor pulled out his journal and started writing while Tyler pulled out his iPod and jammed to some music, singing softly along.


"Damn, what did this kid do?" Tyler whispered towards Taylor, who shrugged his shoulders and continued writing.

 

[EmilyPower]

Elizabeth woke up and groaned trying to ignore the horrible sound her alarm clock was making, in her old house waking up was a lot easier because of her little brother always trowing water or making loud noices to wake her up but now that she lived in the school dorms and her brother was living at home with her uncle it seemed an impossible task to wake up every morning since she was really lazy during the mornings. Elizabeth yawned and groaned as she got up and walked towards her bathroom were she took a quick shower and then dressed up in a black band t-shirt, black jeans and black boots. Elizabeth brushed her hair and theet and grabbed everything she needed and threw it inside her bag.


Elizabeth walked out of her room and started reading her script while walking towards her locker, the auditions for the school play were not starting anytime soon but Elizabeth wanted to be a part of it again since she loved acting but she was going to try to get the main villain role unlike last year she got the lead female part and she really hated her character since she was forced to act like a really sweet, innocent girl who looked dumber and dumber since she fell for every trick. Elizabeth reached her locker and threw her stuff in except for her guitar and books since she was going to need them later. Elizabeth closed her locker and started to walk around the school waiting for classes to start.

 

[Queen_Liyah]

Rebekah was tried of her Clock Ring at her every morning. Rebekah realized it was the first day of school. She was always happy at the first day of school. Rebekah Jumped out of her bed and she looked in her dorm closet and she said "What should I wear today." She said with a smile. Rebekah haven't seen her parents since Christmas. She mostly stays at her dorm and study all the time with her friend and stuff. She went to take a Nice Quick shower and she putted on a Black TankTop with Flowers her Blue Jeans. He nice Pink Earrings and her Pink Coat and shoes to match. And also we Black Purse where all her make up she thinks that she would need. She wanted to Join the Lead for her Modeling the Lead of the Little girl in her actor class the one of the People in the front for dance. And the lead of her singing Class. Rebekah is trying so hard This year because last year she was the villan in her acting class. Rebekah walked out her room with a little smile on her face walking to her locker that she Created herself. She opened it and she grabbed her books and she walked around waiting for her classes to start.

 

[Paravine]

Rye woke up to find herself 30 minutes early. She groaned knowing she couldn't get back to sleep if she tried and got dressed, doing her daily routine as any normal day.


The girl finished up and grabbed her phone and iPod before walking out the door and headed for school. It felt so normal. It felt lonesome as she walked. Why couldn't there be anything interesting going on?


Sighing, Rye felt for her iPod and plunged her earphones in, blasting music from Linkin Park. Might as well do something while walking a mile from school.


She got there on time seeing as the hands of the clock barely moved and got to her locker but noticed people were already there. Jocks. Her nose wrinkled in disgust as she saw two of them smothering each other with kisses. Quickly gathering her things, she pushed herself away from the obnoxious group and stalked outside where the winds blew on her cooly. Nothing better than to daydream now...

 

[Queen_Liyah]

Rebekah was mostly in the group of Perps in the school. She was Mostly the sidekick which supporting leader of the group Opinions. Rebekah was recalling her own person she didn't care how anybody look or if the are ugly or not everyone is different and you can never change that. Rebekah was studying her lines for the Place she wanted to be in for Acting,Dance,Chorus and Modeling. She went was all over the Hall ways trying to get everything write in every Class in her talent

 

[Rivaille]

Takeshi felt the light hit his eyes and felt the panic sweep over him. He glanced at his phone screen and grimaced, seeing what time it was. He had stayed up the entire night, not quite noticing that the sun had begun to rise. The buy sighed and ran his hand through his freshly dyed hair, rising from his seat in front of a large desk, three monitors running, a laptop placed in front of all of them. Takeshi placed a hand on the sleek silver computer and shut it, hearing a faint clicking noise as he turned to go get ready for his ‘big day’.


It was then, standing in front of his bathroom mirror as he lined his eyes in dark brown that he realized he had about half an hour before he had to be to the school. Placing the eyeliner down slowly, he stood there in front of the mirror and stared at himself, wondering where all of his time had gone.


‘Wow, you’re rushing on the first day, great goin, dipshit.’ He thought to himself as he rushed around the house, stuffing his laptop and notebook into a black messenger bag. Takeshi ran into the kitchen and saw that his roommate had already made breakfast. He felt touched, but was short on time to took the things he would be able to eat while walking and took off, throwing a quick ‘thank you’ over his shoulder, waving off the spluttering of the boy behind him. Grabbing the suitcase shaped object that contained his faithful keyboard, he sprinted out the door and down the sidewalk.


Takeshi glanced behind him as he saw the school, and turned just in time to collide with someone, his momentum enough to throw both of them to the ground. He twisted in the air to avoid crushing his laptop, although he landed painfully on his shoulder. Assuming it was one of the thick skulled jocks in is school, he allowed the feeling anger boil up as he got to his feet and turned around, ready to give whoever it was a piece of his mind. “Hey, watch where you’re going, asshole, I have places to be, you pr-” He cut himself off as he realized it was red haired girl, probably similar in age to himself (@AceXCrossix ). “Oh. Well.” Biting his lip, he stretched his hand out, silently offering to help her up.

 

[travelbypages]

"Hudson sweety! Time for school!" Hudsons mother called from the stairway.


"Coming!" Hudson called. It was her first day at the new school, she wasn't sure what people would think of her, because her family was very wealthy... and she was a cello player...


Hudson hsd spent an hour on her makeup and 30 minutes to decide on what she would wear. The new school kind of made her scared. She didn't wanna be made fun of like she was in her last school.


After checking herself out in the mirror one last time she rushed downstairs and her mom gushed "oh honey, you look so beautiful" like every morning, Hudson was greeted with a hug and a kiss to her cheek. "Here's your lunch and car keys, now get to school." She smiled amd gave Hudson a little push toward the door.


"God she treats me like a baby" Hudson said to herself quietly as she drove out of the driveway in her Volks Wagon Beetle.


When she pulled up to the school she let out a sigh and shook her head, looking at her cello in the passenger seat. A frown touching her lips "what will people think of me..." she though snd climbed out of her car, walking over to the other side ans grabbing her cello, and starting to walk toward the school


((I design most of the outfits btw on Polyvore!))


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[offbeat]

A young man named Adam walked on the cold asphalt, he knew that he was a little late but the thought didn't bother him. Instead he walked in his own pace while whistling a joyful melody in the same rythm as his slow steps. Despite the time of the day, in the morning rush, it was awfully silent on the streets. It was so silent that he could hear his own heartbeat. You would think that so many people would be running to work or just simply rushing around the streets. Almost a little too silent for his own taste. Adam simply plugged in his eaphones in order to blast some old Nirvana song as he continued his daily walk. Two miles a day sure was a lot if you were a tired teen who barely made it out of the bed.


Adam sighed heavily at the sight of the monday hell, School. There was no such thing as a specific reason for him to be there, only that he was forced to. But then again, he could ditch if he really desired to. Instead of doing anyhing he just shrugged the thought off and entered the building of doom. There was still a lot of people running around in the hallways to find their classrooms and their lockers. It sure was an amusing sight.


Adam headed towards his locker with his face now pressed in a book. Orwell's books always seemed to amaze him. Or well, every kind of literature amazed him, except when it came to school subjects. And since he was so into it, his mind was somewhere else. No one could snap him out of it right now, he was lost in his own world of the art of literature. He could barely walk in a straight line right now.

 

[Lebanon]

The iphone next to Emily started blasting pop music through a buzzy, overused speaker, and her eyes snapped open from sleep. She smiled; today was going to be a great day.


Singing along to One Direction's "What Makes You Beautiful", she hopped out of bed and peeled off her pajamas. The clothes she picked out the day before hung ready to wear on pink clothes hangers: a frilly pink dress, cut just above the knee and adorned with small white bows, and a white leather hand bag with a big silver buckle to match. She took the time to admire the dress before carefully putting it on, because her work should always be admired, especially by its designer. Almost forgetting, she grabbed a pair of white leather gloves, cutting just below the elbow, and slipped them on.


After eating a delectable breakfast prepared by her mother, (pancakes in the shape of a heart), she stepped outside to meet a cold, cloudy morning. She shivered, and felt her Mom approach her from behind.


"It's cold out today, here's a jacket," she said.


"I love you," replied Emily, as she accepted the white jacket and started walking towards her pink Mini Cooper.


"I love you too! Have a great day at school!"


The drive was faster than expected from the surprising lack of traffic and general emptiness, but she didn't notice since she was listening to pop songs on the radio. As she was driving, she noticed a lone figure walking towards the school with his face in a book, so fixated on it in fact it looked like he was going to eat it. "Weiiiiiirdooooo," she muttered under her breath.


Emily parked her car and entered the school. She entered a hallway full of the jocks, (who were great eye ball candy) and thought about how they would all be dying to date her someday. As she was passing by, she witnessed some Asian kid collide with a red-head, and a laptop fall tragically to the ground. She almost bursted out laughing, but covered her mouth with her hand and caught herself. Pretending she didn't notice anything, she continued walking with a skip in her step, letting the losers pick up after themselves.

 

[EmilyPower]

Elizabeth walked around the school with her headphones on listening to Guns & Roses and singing the song in her head until she saw a bunch of jocks and then turned around hoping they wouldn't see her since they really hated her, sadly, they did notice her and started walking towards her. One of the jocks started talking and Elizabeth rolled her eyes.


"You should go out and grow a pair, we can talk afterwards"


She walked past the jocks and continued walking trough the halls

 

[Paravine]

Rye groaned as someone bumped into her. She looks to see a guy around her age, lending a hand to help her up. She brushed it away and got up herself.


"Do you need anything?" She asked, venom in her voice. Guys. She hated them. Hopefully she wouldn't bump into another one later on. This dude was already bringing her mood down (@Rivaille )

 

[Mayfly]

@IITheTypistII Sabby raised an eyebrow at the glaring principal and crossed her legs together. Damn Mrs. Johnson, she just had to walk in when I was almost done with my masterpiece. Sabby had arrived early to school that day to do something she'd planned for since ages ago.


Paint a mustache onto the painting of the principal. Ha. And it would have worked too if Mrs. Johnson hadn't woken up from the nap. Now she was stuck for the... what was it? 27th? Yeah, it was 27th. The 27th lecture on why she should not "do such immoral things". Sabby really didn't understand why it was immoral though. I mean, it wasn't like a mustache would have affected the world that much. It might even have helped him look better. Besides, now he had half of a mustache. Like that was any better.


"Sabrina? Sabrina!" the principal called. Sabby looked at him and plastered a fake smile onto her face. "I understand, principal. Thank you, principal, hope you have a nice day~" she sing-songed as she got up slowly and walked to the door. Sabby opened the door politely, curtsied mockingly and slammed it behind her, rolling her eyes.

 

[logastellus]

Cain entered the high school on his skateboard while listening to his music. He looks at all the other students who will then become his classmates and sighs before continuing to ride through the halls on his board. He stops at his locker and hops off his board stashing it away until school is over. He puts some other things up as well before the bell rings for first period. As he finished putting and taking out whatever books he needed his sketch book and pens and pencils fall onto the floor. "Gee world thank you so much for this to happen" He said sarcastically and knelt down and started to pick up his supplies quickly putting them back inside his backpack.

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