Realistic or Modern Rockwell Academy

[AngieG]

Margo finished her breakfast and popped in a breath mint before she decided to go exploring. There were stables here, and she was going to find them! She debated going back to her dorm to change into her horse gear, but she convinced herself it was just for a quick peek, and off she went. Now if I were stables, where would I be... She thought, walking right past a school map, looking forward to the challenge instead. She walked along and saw a good deal of people piling out of cars, fancier cars than she would ever drive. In particular she noticed a black escalade and raised her eyebrows, admiring or jealous she couldn't tell, probably both.


"Don't even, sweet heart. The Harper boys are so out of your league." Celina said, standing so near Margo that she jumped and turned around.


"I'm sorry?" Margo said, turning to look back at the car. There had been a rather good looking boy stepping out, and now that she saw him yes, she agreed, she didn't stand a chance with anyone so perfectly... perfect.


"Cole Harper, total dream boat, one of the few boys here to escape my charms, thus far anyway. You're new." Celina said, stating facts more than asking.


"Yes, I'm a senior this year." Margo told her and Celina turned. She seemed like a girl who was not easily surprised, yet this little statement seemed to at least catch her attention.


"Transferring when you're a senior? Weird. I'm Celina Fray. Local celebrity here, though you'll learn that soon enough. What are you here for?" Celina asked, more for her own interests than actually caring.


"Well, I want to be a teacher really, but I really enjoy theater. I think theater in the classroom is an excellent..."


"Theater? Hah, good luck. I've had every lead since I started here." Celina snickered. "Cole, honey! Over here!" She yelled, waving Cole over with a flirty grin. Margo looked at this girl like she had ten heads and furrowed her brow. She could tell she was Long Island, the accent was atrocious. And Long Island girls were certainly infamous for their.... ways...

 

[Ryia]

Kenzie was a bit surprised that the Headmaster already had new assignments for her, especially because she wasn't even a part of the campus aid committee, but it's not like she minded. She actually enjoyed showing new students around, just because it allowed her to get to know them. She gave Mr. Thomas a smile and a nod.


"I wouldn't mind at all. I'd be glad to."


With that, the Headmaster nodded, seeming content. Mackenzie turned to the boy, Locke, as it would seem, and nodded in the direction of the door, motioning for him to follow her. She pulled open the Headmaster's door and took a step out, then looked to see if Locke was following her.

 

[Plight]

Locke -was- indeed following Mackenzie outside the headmaster room. He was thankful: having a guide had never done him more harm than good. Should he try to befriend her? He didn't enter the school wishing for prom king or anything. Playing basketball with the school's prestigious athletes would honestly be enough to tide him over. It wasn't also like he just wanted to know the gal in case he needed something-it would be rude and his mother would probably look at him in disdain.


Hell, why was he troubling himself so much over this? Antagonizing people is never good.


"Um, thanks for accepting to guide me around. I know you already know I'm Locke. It's Locke Anderson in full. I'm here on a basketball scholarship, what's your tale?"

 

[Ryia]

She kept the subtle smile on her face as she slowed her pace, letting him catch up and walk to her side.


"I'm Mackenzie, as Mr. Thomas let on. Mackenzie Jesmine, actually, but you can just call me Kenzie." She paused for a moment. "Actually, I'd prefer it. The only people who call me Mackenzie are like, the staff here and my mom." She laughed to herself quietly. "I'd rather you not try to take after my mother."


She continued to lead him away from the Administrative and Educational buildings and towards the dorms. It wasn't a long walk, but it was long enough to get some conversation in and get to know Locke. She continued her conversation quickly.


"Anyway, I'm here because my old public school just left a lot to be desired. Never thought they did a great job, and Rockwell definitely picks it up."


It was an honest explanation, and exactly the reason she was here. Kenzie never felt the need to lie to anyone, especially about something so trivial.

 

[Plight]

"Alright then, Kenzie. You're free to call me whatever". As the two walked towards his dorm, he looked upon her face. She was smiling, which was more than could be said for him. It's not that he didn't laugh, but maybe he was too...stuck up? He liked his neutral face, at least. Knowing she had also transferred schools put him a little at easy, and he nodded as Kenzie told him about it.


"That's good. One should always be the best they're able to. At least that's how I was raised. I'm not going to lie though...I left so many people back home. I sure hope it's gonna be worth it." Bad Locke! You can't afford to get even MORE homesick than you already are! You'll be back home by vacation, and show them all what you've learned! Hell, maybe they'll knock his ass (and all of Rockwell's) on the ground. His lips curved very slightly - his version of a grin.


"I sure had a good team back home, you know? Play any sports? I don't discriminate, I'd love to shoot some hoops right about now".

 

[Ryia]

Kenzie nodded, letting a slightly more solemn look come onto her face as he mentioned those he left behind. She had felt the same way at first, but now that it had been a few years she was perfectly at home.


"Yeah, I know what that feels like. Don't think about it too much, though, focus on what you gained when you came here. Trust me, the people here are great, and there's a ton of fun to be had around the campus, especially with the other students."


That was her first hint about the parties that went on around the campus when the faculty wasn't looking, but it was far too subtle for her to think that Locke would even pick up on it. If he misses home, though, she felt that a night at a party like that would do him some good. She wanted to get to know him a bit better first, though.


"Anyway, no, I'm not really that athletic. I'm a music kind of girl myself."

 

[AngieG]

"Is that Kenzie I see?" Celina called, cupping her perfectly ruby red lips with her hand and beckoning her over. "And who is your little arm candy?" She cooed with a despicable grin. Celina was likable... in her own way. At least she tried, and while she could be overbearing and overwhelming, she was always a fun time.


Margo smiled, relieved to see a familiar face around all these new people being summoned over. Well, she did want to meet people. She just wasn't expecting this many at once.


"Kenzie this is Mary," Celina said.


"Margo." Margo corrected, none to gently. "And I've already met Kenzie." She grinned, trying to be nice to Celina, smirking at how much she reminded her of her sister.


"Of course you have. Kenzie knows everyone." She laughed, tossing her hair.

 

[Plight]

"Yeah, it's all about staying in the bright side. Hopefully I'll get along with the team here, too."


It was nice, talking to someone loke Kenzie. He felt that she had her feet on the ground, and could push through with a positive mindset. That said, he actually chuckled at her last comment.


"Unless you're physically impaired there's no such thing as non-athletic. If you ever feel like a cultural exchange I'm interested in the music you listen to." It was as if he was back at his old place, he didn't feel like a stranger for a bit. He managed a smile as he uttered the last words, but then they were...interrupted by two girls.


...Eye candy? Locke even raised an eyebrow. Well, he wasn't one to turn down compliments...but it came off as a bit brusque to him. He waited to see if Kenzie would do the introductions, since it seemed like the ball was on her court.


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[Ryia]

She looked over after hearing her name called, but immediately she knew who it was just by the voice. When she turned towards the direction of the voice, she wasn't surprised by the face that greeted her; at least, one of them. As she expected, Celina's face greeted them.


"Celina, good morning!" She offered her a smile and a wave, Celina being one of her friends. "I see you've met Margo." Obviously. She gave a subtle smile to Margo, then looked back to Celina. "This is Locke, another new student."


She gestured towards the boy next to her. She could tell he was a bit confused, if that was even the right word, but she knew he would get to know her eventually. Maybe.


"Locke, that's Celina. She's one of my friends, and a student here as well."

 

[AngieG]

"Hello." Celina smirked, leaning in and kissing both his cheeks. Margo raised an eyebrow and stifled a smile, looking at Kenzie then having to look away before she chuckled. "So," Celina said, turning back to Kenzie. "Back to school party?" She sing-songed, bumping Kenzie with her hip.


"Party?" Margo said, looking up. "I brought wine to school, and sangria. Unless you guys are going to rat me out, then everything in my fridge is as the labels on them state." She said, nodding affirmatively. Celina looked at her for a beat before laughing and smacking Margo on the arm. Margo jumped back, then smiled nervously.


"Locke, would you join us for a back to school party?" Celina asked him, rubbing his arm lightly once.

 

[Ryia]

Kenzie laughed and bumped her back, grinning the same way as Celina was.


"A party sounds amazing, and Margo, none of us will rat you out, don't worry."


This was the more devious side of her, the one that liked to break the rules every now and then. She turned to Locke.


"We'll do all the planning and setup, but I trust that you'll show up, right Locke? It'd be a good way to get you to know people."

 

[Emem]

Cole heard someone call at him from a distance. He finished unloading his hockey bag before turning around, wondering who it was. He had a feeling it was Celina from the sing song voice, and he was right. He scratched his head and returned a wave.


"Not-so-secret admirers bud?" His dad grinned, if there was one thing Spencer Harper was bad at, it was maturity. He still walked around the Rockwell campus like he belonged here.


Cole saw Celine beckoning some other people over, two at least he didn't recognize. He decided to be friendly and walked over. "Thanks for leaving me to unload your stuff, Jerk." his sister called playfully, but it wasn't long before she had jogged and caught up with him, leaving their dad to do the heavy lifting.


When they reached the small group across the lawn Cole smiled at them "Hey guys, how's it going?"

 

[Plight]

"...Nice meeting you, Margo. You too, Celica. I have no plans to rat you out l, either".


Locke didn't flinch at the kisses, he had this european friend back home who used to kiss EVERYONE on cheeks. Although something told him Celica wasn't doing it out of some ancient tradition.


He -did- flinch, however, at the mention of a party. Alcohol? Who wants to wake up with a hangover? He bet that if he earned one buck for every shot he would miss the next day he could pay for the next party by himself.


Ah, but now Kenzie was inviting him too.........was this.........peer pressure? He felt claws at his throat, like the question was rethorical. As if his answer was a foregone conclusion. Even so, he wasn't a party person. Maybe he'd meet with the other athletes there? If he stook clear of drinks it should've been fine.


"I don't drink. But if that's fine I would like to go?"


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After being done with that, he noticed someone else approaching them. He didn't know which of them was it, but someone was being a social magnet today. Or was that just how this school was? It was a guy this time, however. And he caught his eye, his body was definitely trained in some sport of another. It made him twitch in anticipation that perhaps they were teammates. You really need to stop being this obsessive. He thought. But why? He lived for this, so obviously he'd think about basket in a lot of situations...


"Hey. Not much, just being given a tour around the school. I'm Locke, you are...?" Locke extended his hand towards the newcomer. It was one thing being dragged around by girls but meeting sportsmen was nothing new to him.

 

[AngieG]

"Julia!" Celina grinned, genuinely excited to see her. Julia had always been one of the girls who were non-threatening to her, in a good way. "Summer was good to you, Harpers." she purred. "Harpers, meet the fresh meat." Celina said with a wicked grin.


Margo shifted uncomfortably, then introduces herself for what felt like the millionth time that day. "I'm Margo." she said, not really sure if anyone was paying attention. Celina appeared to be the center of attention everywhere she went, and she took her comment about the plays this year as a bit of a challenge. "We were just talking about the benefits of a back to school party. So, like, what? Do you all sit around the campfire telling ghost stories? i brought my ukulele." Margo said jokingly, tugging on one of her curls absentmindedly. Her big green eyes scanned over the group, she felt a little inadequate, yet knew it was all in her head. She was just as good looking as this lot, it was the sense of belonging that was lacking. They did seem chill, and she was chill, so why couldn't they be friends?


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[TheOneAndOnly]

Trenton pulled into the school parking lot, parking his motorbike into one of the empty spaces. He took his helmet off, shaking his hair out, and looked up warily at the school. He remembered his father's last words to him- "Don't fuck this up, Trenton. I mean it." A hell of a goodbye that was. It wasn't like he wanted to leave his last high school- he was set to take the football team to finals along with his best friend Matt, but that all came crashing down when his last tattoo- an army pin-up girl with the words "STAND AT ATTENTION" written below in loopy script- and the discovery of his stash of pot finally drove his parents to their breaking point.


And now here he was.


He sighed and kicked back the stand on his bike, pulling the keys out of the ignition and stuffing them in his pocket. He slung his gym bag, full of his worldly possessions, over his shoulder and glanced at campus. There were several groups of people around chatting, becoming friends, mingling. He felt like a big outsider, and was unsure of where to go to find his room. He glanced around and saw a fairly big group of people, three girls and two guys. Biting his tongue, he walked up to them, clearing his throat.


"Uh, hey. Sorry to interrupt, but I'm looking for the guys dorms. Mind pointing it out to me?"

 

[AngieG]

Celina eyed Trenton like a piece of fresh meat and grinned. She had always had a thing for bad boys. "Well hello, they're right over there, but you're welcome to stay with me anytime." Celina said with a laugh, a shameless flirter. "You're new. I'd know if you weren't. Please, join. We were just picking these two other new kiddies over here too." She said, gesturing to Margo and Locke.


Margo smiled warmly. "Don't worry. She doesn't bite, at least, she hasn't this far. I'm Margo. I love your tats, I got one on my back when I was 17." Margo said, turning around, u tucking her shirt from her skirt, and pulling it up to reveal a rather detailed tree,vaguely similar to the tree of life, expanding across her back. It was all in black, bur detailed and beautiful, the branches appearing to be windblown. Underneath in quotes read the words "I love you as much..."


Celina gasped. "Jesus christ how old are you?" she asked.


Margo looked at her dead on and shrugged. "18. My birthday was last week."


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[TheOneAndOnly]

Trenton's eyes flicked from the girl who was eyeing him up the way a lion eyes up a gazelle, to the girl who was now flashing her tattoo at him. It was nice, a very detailed tree with a quote beneath it. It reminded him of his LOTR white tree tattoo, but his was in a less appropriate place.


"Uh, yeah, I guess you would know." He looked over at the girl with the tattoo. "Thanks. Two years of work in progress. That's nice ink you got there." Deciding he was going to say, he slung his bag down to the ground. "I'm Trent."

 

[AngieG]

"You know they say every tat has a story, you must have a lot of stories." Margo grinned and Celina had the urge to sidle her out of the way. Instead, she smiled politely at her, then looked back at Trent. "And I'm Celina. These gorgeous girls are Kenzie and Julia. Then there's Cole and Locke." Celina said, introducing each person correspondingly.


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[Ryia]

Kenzie waved to the new boy to the group, Trent. So many new people, it was amazing, especially for someone as social as herself.


"Hey Trent, nice to meet you!" Her friendly smile went to work again, always showing up around new people. Margo, Cole, Trent, everyone she had just met now, it was like a field day for her. "You know, we were just talking about getting a kind of party together. Would you all want to come?"


She addressed that to everyone that the invitation hadn't previously been extended to. She was already going through all of the notions in her head: where it would be, how to get the word around, when the staff wouldn't be able to find them. She was good at that kind of stuff, despite her outward seemingly innocent appearance.

 

[TheOneAndOnly]

"Nice to meet you all." Trenton couldn't help but smile back at the group, especially the girls. They were all quite cute, and he felt the first good feeling in awhile about his new school. He raised an eyebrow. A party? Now this was getting good. "Hm. And I thought private schools were full of goody two-shoes. Glad to hear it's the opposite. What kind of party are we talking about?"

 

[AngieG]

"Oh you know. Heroine, body shots of scorpion venom..." Celina droned, showing her first hint of a sense of humor. She smiled wide and shook her head. "Well Margo brought wine, what are you, fifty?" Celina asked her with a shove that may have been a little too hard.


"Naw, I'm just a classy broad." Margo retorted with a smirk. "Wine drunk is just the best drunk. But I also have some leafy greens, if that is more your style." Margo said with a grin. She didn't have enough for everyone, but whatever, sharing is caring.


Celina waggled her eyebrows. "Now we're talking. Maybe you'll be useful to me yet." Celina laughed, and Margo couldn't quite tell if she was kidding.


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[TheOneAndOnly]

Trenton chuckled at Celina. "Whatever poison suits you best." He turned back to Margo and addressed her. "Wine drunk is pretty damn good, no debating that. But if you want the best drunk of your life, I've got a bottle of scotch with me that'll knock you off your feet." At the mention of weed, he couldn't help but grin a little. He had brought his own personal stash of kush, hidden with him on the drive over, along with a few other special goodies. "I'm guessing this would be a bush bash?"

 

[Plight]

Locke frowned. Drunk teenagers. Some may find it a noble pursuit of their leisure time, but given the prestige of the school and the sacrifice that their enrollment entailed in the institution, Locke found getting ahead on his subjects a more proper activity for his night. Then again, he was used to studying at night - his afternoons were filled with practice.


"Given we get to pick our poison, I'm betting I won't be judged -TOO- harshly for bringing Gatorade? Hearing the scale of drunk you plan to achieve, you're going to be dehydrated as hell."

 

[Ryia]

Mackenzie laughed at Locke's statement, despite the fact that she agreed. She wasn't one to get wasted at parties, in fact she rarely drank at all. She didn't like to get drunk, especially around others, so she usually opted not to. She turned her head to face Locke, giving him a reassuring look.


"There are others who agree with you, so don't sweat it. Bring whatever, do whatever, these things are purely for us students to have a good time, so whatever you enjoy is cool with us."


Kenzie anticipated spending more time with Locke at this party than it originally seemed, as outwardly, he shared some of his own ideals. Maybe she could even introduce him to everyone. The thoughts ran through her head as the conversation around her carried on.

 

[TheOneAndOnly]

Trenton looked over at the boy who wasn't interested in drinking and gave him what he hoped was a nice smile. He'd hoped this wasn't the kind of guy who judged people solely on what sort of things they put inside their body. Then again, he thought a little grimly, that was the way his parents seemed to view him nowadays. However, what the cute brunette said caught his attention. She was certainly more open minded.


"She's right. Who says you need to be drunk to have a good time, right? Just save the gatorade for those who need it. It's always good to have that kind of stuff on hand, you never know who might get too crazy." He looked over at the guy again, and a thought came to his mind. "Hey, you play sports? I'm the same way with fluids before games. I was best friends with the waterboy on my team, he saved my ass several times."