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Realistic or Modern Stone Highschool (Forever accepting)

When the bell rung Nymphadora slowly gathered her stuff. Just because she liked English doesnt mean she's gonna hurry. She walked across the school halfway there when she heard the bell ring for class. She smiled."Late again Mrs Nympha."She said to herself. She walked across the school finally making it to class. She opened the door and smiled."Well hell-"She said said interuppeted by seeing the siblings and her "Friend" Luca. She wasn't sure how she felt about him yet."O there everyone. The princess has made her arrival and she would love for people to bow to her preferably the almighty king of loserville."She said grinning. She walked over to her chair but guess what she was next to all the people she knew and a couple she didn't. One with some really cool looking bright hair. "She leaned over and for the first time she said "I love your hair."She said smiling. She wanted at least one friend even if she hated people.
 
Kimmey stepped into her fourth period


with a frustration ridden face. She took a seat in front of some girl with blonde hair, and was horizontal from Ethan Alles. She bit her lip as she thought of today's events so far. First, she had almost been sent home by the principle for wearing shorts above mid-thigh, then some new sophomores had tried grabbing her ass in the hallway on her way to 2nd, and last but not least, she had received a Saturday school for cussing a guy out in algebra. What a perfect first day. She thought to herself as she stared down at the syllabus a teacher had laid out on her desk. "Hey Alles. how about a ride home from school today?" she asked turning to look at Ethan, however the girl behind her looked at her with confusion. "I'm sorry, is your name Alles? I didn't think so, nosy ass bitch." Kimmey said as she turned back to Ethan. Ethan cleared his throat, "Uhm..actually Kimmey, her name is Alles, that's my sister.." he said looking down awkwardly. Kimmey sighed, she had officially hurt an innocent girl's feelings.
 
Daisy woke up late at the first day of school. She had moved out from her parent's house, and was living in an apartment that was a walking distance from Stone High school. Her Dad and her Dad's wife often visited her during the summer vacation, before school started. The thing is, Daisy knew that her Dad's wife wanted her out of the house. After all, she's an adopted Asian kid. Anyways, she felt shameful because it was her Dad calling her phone that woke her up. "Did you have your breakfast? You better not be late, kid. It's the first day of school! Don't feel so pressured about your grades --" Daisy was holding the phone while putting on her jeans. She didn't kind of hear what other stuff her dad was talking about, as she struggled on the floor and her bed, putting the damn skinny jeans on. Finally, she held the phone close and said, "Yes Dad. Love you, Dad. I'm already at school, so don't call me until dinner. Byeee" Her voice seemed exhausted and panicked. She put on her shoes, and gave a last look at the wall clock. It's probably the 3rd. "Crap." She dashed towards school.


It was a good thing Daisy was fast at running. She was already in the hall way, and so she had to pause and breathe. She wiped sweat from her forehead, and held her collar back and forth - like fanning her upper body. She walked towards the English class room, and when the door opened, she slipped in, hoping she was incognito.
 
Finally, class had ended. She stood and stuffed everything inside her bag and stretched. What a day it had been already, unfortunately. Well, at least English was next, something Stella generally looked forward to. It was generally a quiet class if nothing else, but what more could a reserved person ask for? She strolled in a bit earlier than she had to and pulled everything out ahead of time. After the bell rang, she noticed another student walking in late, but it was no surprise; if she recalled, this girl wasn't in a hurry much. Feeling a little awkward for looking at her, she quickly averted her gaze to the notepad she'd pulled out before the bell.
 
Arriving to school in the knick of time, Isadora ran to her locker and shoved her purse in there and traded it for her school bag. She quickly whipped out her schedule and saw that she had English fourth and it was now time to find her classroom. She remembered that after fourth period she would have to go meet Ethan at her locker and rolled her eyes at the thought. Quickly she weaved through students until she found the classroom she was looking for.


There were a few faces there that she had already seen around the hall and then she saw Ethan. Without any hesitation she took the spot in front of him and sat her stuff down on her desk. She looked up at the clock and saw thirty more seconds to get to class. A flow of students trickled in, trying to find a spot in the classroom. Isadora just let out a sigh, glad that she had made it back in time.
 
"Eliza, what are you doing?" Mrs. Tyler yelled at the sight of Eliza laying in bed, way later then she should have been. Eliza groaned and stretched. "Young lady, you have missed almost this entire day. What do you have to say for yourself?" Eliza put up her hands. "Sorry! It won't happen again!" She apologized. Mrs. Taylor closed the door. "Get moving. Your going to have to drive yourself."


Eliza froze for a second. Drive? Again? I'm already a nervous wreck when I don't have to hurry! She quickly changed out of her sleeping clothes and put on her usual outfit. She grabbed her phone and backpack, and headed into the kitchen. Mrs. Tyler put a sloppily made sandwich on a plate and handed it over to Eliza.


And without a goodbye, Eliza got into her car and turned it over. Now remember. No sudden braking, use the turn signal, and watch for any bad drivers. I've got this. She thought to herself as she backed out of the driveway.
 
Tess smiled as she saw Isadora walk in.


That was at least one person she knew. She tore a sheet out of her notebook and began to draw a picture. She couldn't draw worth shit, but there was nothing else to do.



 
Luckily for Wendy, she had a dentists' appointment in the morning, which practically meant that she won't get to go to school until after. As a result, she would end up missing her first and second period. Not being able to eat lunch was also a pretty suckish feeling. Oh well, she did pack a chocolate bar in her lunchbox for just in case, so she was not worried. She quietly stepped into her English class, coming not long after Isadora. That toothache was kinda bugging her, but she figured that it would eventually pass.
 
When Daisy stepped in the classroom, she saw a girl who seemed to have averted her gaze from her. There were quite a lot of empty chairs near the girl, so Daisy went right up the seat beside hers. She placed her bag, took a sit, fixed her crumpled shirt, and put out a notebook. After that, two more students got in the class. Daisy smiled. At least she wasn't the only one.
 
Stella let out a long sigh, her shoulders slumping with the loss of air. It took her a moment to notice the girl from before stepping to sit near her. She parted her lips to say something to her, but they hitched in her throat. She glanced back down at her sketch then back to the girl. "Um..." She ducked down slightly. "H-hello..." She sounded very small and reacted sheepishly.
 
When she entered the classroom, Wendy just quietly took her seat, got out her notebook and just sat down quietly. Oh well, not like Volleyball was starting for another week or so. Not that she was in a rush to play it or anything. She was curious to what was in store for class. But she never had any trouble in maintaining her grades, so she wasn't entirely worried. Oh well, Kendo practice after school today.
 
Daisy looked at the girl and grinned. "Hi, I'm Daisy Reuters." She closed her notebook and put out her right hand. She wasn't sure how people here greeted each other, but this was the way she was taught by her English Dad back home.
 
Luca had been slightly late to class, but perked up slightly when Nymphadora sat between him and a girl with awesome pink hair. Luca personally loved English, and knew the subject well, but he also knew he had to be a smart ass and pretend he knew nothing. He smiled at Nymphadora, and silently agreed on her comment about the other girl's hair.
 
Eliza pulled into her parking spot, and after grabbing her bag, shut the car off and got out. She walked through the halls, bypassing the main office altogether. She opened her locker, grabbed what she thought she needed, and entered her class. Why do we need to take a class for what we already know? She thought to herself as she entered the room.
 
Anna sat up with a jolt, and glanced at her alarm clock.


'No! I'm late!'


She groaned and jumped out of bed. She hurriedly pulled on a pair of black tights, and a light blue sweater. She slipped on a pair of black slip-ons and quickly brushed her hair. Anna ran down the stairs, yelling, "Bye, Momma! Love you! See you after school!"


She grabbed her backpack, a water bottle, and an apple, before running out side. She glanced around before running off in the direction of the school.
 
Holly sat outside of the school, on one of the benches, with a flask in her hand. The teachers were already in their classes teaching so Holly hadn't been worried when she arrived at the school late and decided to pull out her flask. After a few sips she put her flask away and slipped on her backpack before entering the school. It was one of her punk days, so she was wearing a sheer, see through black blouse with a sports bra under, jean shorts that were ripped, and her favourite heels, black Jeffery Campbell platforms. When she walked into English the teacher gave her a nasty look but Holly just shrugged and sat in her seat in the second last row.


Eli sat at the back of the classroom, his hood up and gaze averted to his books. He didn't bother to look up at the students who showed up late... he was used to it. Plus someone would try to talk to him if he showed he was paying attention. Eli didn't really care for normal grades so he would slip his earbuds in as the teacher was talking. No one seemed to notice with his head down.
 
Anna bit her lip before walking into the school. She glanced around and spotted a girl walking into a classroom. She followed but stayed outside of the classroom. She peeked inside nervously and waved at the teacher, hoping to get the teacher's attention.
 
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