The Seven [Inactive]

Jax grinned and turned to them. Nah man, actually if I recall it was you? I'm intentionally being quiet so I don't get into something that you can't finish. I'm being nice man, accept it. He said and stopped smiling he shook his head. But my summer was fine, how about yours? Non stop partying? Smoking the shit out of your lungs? He said. Jax had smoked but only about a pack every two weeks. It was stupid because then you got asthma and Jax couldn't ruin his football reputation over dumb smoking.
 
Asmodel Kade

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"Since Freshman year," Asmodel responded with a shrug, brushing some loose strands of hair to the side and out of his eyes. He kept it cut short, yes, but it was long enough and fine enough that it often escaped and tried to hinder his vision. Even with the attempted fix the copper locks spilled back over his fingers, splaying across his forehead in a slightly tostled wave. Still, they stayed above his eye line this time so he let them remain. "So three years. I think I've seen you in a class or two, so I'm guessing you've been going here a while and our paths never really crossed? I'm sure we had our 101's together and just never noticed."


(@Laney )
 
Vince tilted his head at Jax and raised an eyebrow. Was he really egging him on? 'Idiot' he thought again for the second time that morning. He smirked at the boy. "Something I can't finish? I think everyone here knows I could kick your a*s from here to France without even trying. You really wanna push me pretty boy?" Vince knew he was taking it to far but he didn't care. Jax had to learn his lesson.
 
Jax shook his head. Don't get competitive. I won't continue this if you're gonna give empty threats. I wasn't even talking to you either. He laughed and rolled his eyes. Typical dumbass... Jax had larger muscles and the height advantage brought him happiness. If they were to fight this kid would be pudding. Of course Jax didn't want a fight either so he turned his face. He couldn't help but side glance to the two boys. Ugh here is comes. Jealousy....He wanted friends, but of course where the hell were the people to back him up?
 
Marcus watched as Vince had responded to Jax, and he immediately knew that something could go down, but then again he knew Vince wasn't stupid enough to get himself into a position which he couldn't get himself out of. "Jax I recommend you just hush your mouth for now before you get another, and explain to your coach, why you got you tail handed to you." Marcus's loyalty was with Vince since day one of sophomore year. However a part of Marcus's heart was pulled, he used to back up Jax before he had met with Vince. But times have changed, and Vince was a better balance to his own personality.
 
Jax shook his head. Man, it's the first day and you already gotta gang up on me. He said truthfully. Why was Marcus being this way to him? He was better than that. I wasn't trying to start anything, to either of you. He said almost defensively. Vince was probably a better person than this too, but Jax hadn't seen the better side of him. He wanted Marcus to play on his side. He wanted those guys to stop being dicks. He bit his tongue at so many things.
 
"Yeah, probably" Skyler replied, "I'm sure I've seen you around here" She tapped his mechanical pencil and glanced at him flick his hair and she sort of did the same. After that she didn't know what to say, she panicked less but she was searching for something to say, but nothing came to her mind. She really hated awkward silences
 
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(Oh my god this rp is moving really fast. >.<)


Aster smiled at the fact that no one bothered to talk to her, or even look. She just sat there and flicked her pencil against her paper, smirking as everyone went on about their own conversations. She wondered when class would actually start and the teacher would walk in and say, 'Everyone shut the f*ck up!' Or.. maybe teachers here didn't do that, what a shame. Aster loved it when someone out of nowhere told everyone to shut up, it normally cause a fight between teacher and student. Aster smirked and looked out the window in her slothy ways, seeing her reflection compared to everyone elses and laughing softly at herself. "All of you care what others think of you, what a shame." SHe chuckled to herself, speaking quietly.
 
Marcus's eyes looked at both Jax, and then back at Vince. " Both of you try, not to kill each other. I'll be right back." He stood up, and patted Jax on his shoulder. As he did Marcus remembered freshmen year when Marcus played linebacker, he used to party, and train with Jax. When Marcus had begun to become more adjusted to high school, he slowly lost contact with Jax. Marcus quickly pushed those thoughts aside, and would speak up on Aster, and would give a small grin, and would quickly poke her sides. After he had poked her sides he would playfully mess with her hair, then hugged her. " You miss me Aster? " He looked at her with a grin on his face.
 
(Someone needs to play a teacher.. I call not it)


Vince scowled. "Whatever, man." And although that statement may have seemed like an acceptance of Jax, it was just his way of putting it aside to deal with later. He shook his head and faced forward, mumbling obscenities under his breath. Jax had gotten on his very last nerve already, and Vince could only hope he didn't have any other classes with him.
 
(Not it. xD )


Aster jumped a bit and clenched her jaws, turning to Marcus. "What the hell you f*ck head?" She said, laughing slightly. "You know I didn't miss anyone, if I had a choice, I'd be sitting at home in my bed all day." ASter said, flicking her hair away from her face. Everyone knew Aster didn't really socialize with many people, though she talked to a few, and Marcus just so happened to be one of them. "Miss me?" She asked, chuckling slightly.
 
Jax sighed. What was wrong with this guy, Vince? He'd swore he had never laid eyes on this guy and yet he acted like they had fought over a girlfriend last year or something to make him hate Jax so much. He shrugged it off but honestly he wanted to understand. Where'd the attitude come from man? I came to class and sat down. All of the sudden there is something wrong. Jax couldn't climb out of the feelings that he was feeling inside of him. It was this constant feeling of anger and then he wanted to calm himself down. He started off with no friends and he guessed that he would end with none either..
 
" Of course I missed you Aster, you know if I could actually drag you out of your room . I'd bring you with me to California." He'd crotched down to her left, and looked over his shoulder at Jax, and Vince. After he looked at the two, he turned his attention back to her. "We really need to do something about Jax. Ever since I quit football this year he has been a loner. Not to mention him, and Vince aren't the best of friends." He brushed his red hair out of his eyes, and gave a small smile at her. "Anddddd que Mr. Dugan in 5..4…3..2….1"


As Marcus did the count down, at one the teacher by the name of Dugan walked through the door. He was a man with a stature of 6'4, and was a former college football offensive coordinator for university of Utah. His dark blue eyes looked over the crowd of kids, and then turned to close the door. " So this is the group of f*ck ups I get this year, huh." He picked up a clipboard, and scanned down the names. As his eyes scanned the list of names he made faces at each name. His vision then came to look at the kids whom he was supposed to teach. " So all you know this is Advanced Placement Biology. All of you morons better check your schedules, and make sure this is your right class. This isn't a slacker class…" His voice boomed through out the class room, and his eyes quickly went to Aster, and Marcus. Whom he had taught last year in Advanced Earth Science, and he was very surprised at the both of them. How lazy, and sloth like both of them can be yet how brilliant they were. " This class isn't for the weak of heart."
 
Aster rolled her eyes. "Go talk to him. I don't know. How do people even work?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. She shook her head and adjsuted her shirt, looking down at it and frowning a bit. It was dirty, that was no surprise, but it smelled of perfume, meaning someone else in her family wore it. Mom.. She thought to herself, groaning and facepalming. Oh well, it'll come out sooner or later..


Aster's attention was drawn to the sound of the teacher, Mr. Dugan, talking. She smirked as he plainly swore in front of the whole entire class, wondering what the goodie-two-shoes were thinking. "I think the group of f*ck ups is what you call your class, Mr. Dugan. Now I recommend watching your f*cking mouth before someone goes to the office." Aster smirked, looking down at her schedule and chuckling. It was amazing how she got into this class, even though she was lazy and slothy.
 
[[D= I didn't see posts until just now, my bad.]]


Aeryk did not sleep in on his first day of school...unfortunately. He would have much prefered to still be wrapped in his blue plaid comforter, drooling as he dreamed of glamourous first encounters of public school. Needless to say, none of these visions involved Alaska...or snow...or his mother fawning over him like was an infant for over 45 minutes.


"Oh honey, are you sure?" she choked, clearly once more on the verge of tears. "You could always just wait another year or until college." Aeryk rolled his eyes, doing his best to avoid her sobbing grasp as he zipped up his parka and donned a stocking. Slinging his backpack over one shoulder he trooped into the tundra, bracing himself against the wind. It took every ounce of his self will to keep stepping forward instead of retreating back to bed. Eventually he made it to his recently acquired winter-ready Cherokee.


Letting the engine warm up a bit he glanced at the time and wore under his breath (the loudest he had probably ever sworn and even alone in his vehicle he instantly regretted it). He was late. Hurridly he tried gunning himself in reverse, only to have the vehicle barely move. Driving here would take some getting used to. Gradually, he made his way away from home, ignoring his phone as it buzzed with his mother's cries for him to stop trying to grow up. Slipping and slidding later, he managed to crawl into the high school parking lot. In an attmempt to run into the building, he found himself on his rear end, the victim of a hidden patch of ice. Grimacing, he kept moving, trying to brush the snow off as he went. The hallway cooridor was nearly empty as he followed the signs to retrieve his schedule.


"Um...hello. My name is Aeryk Walters," he said too softly. The secretary prompted him to speak up. "Aeryk Walters!" he now said too loud. His cheeks flushed as he was handed a confusing chart and was pointed down the hall. Smiling he nodded and followed until a door number matched one on his paper. Taking a deep breath, he enteredt he room, still dressed like he was braving the Antartic and froze instantly. No one else was still wearing a coat...he must have gone wrong somewhere. Looking around he couldnt' find a coat rack. Helplessly he stood still, blocking the door way.


[[in the room with the rest of the juniors now!]]
 
Vince didn't want to be so hostile towards Jax, but honestly, he couldn't help it . As he opened his mouth to explain the teacher boomed into the room and Vince groaned. Mr. Dugan preached on until Vince could not stand it any longer. "Oh shut up already." He said quietly. He laughed when the girl swore back at the teacher. Dang.. Why couldn't he remember her name?
 
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Dugan stared at Aster, and bellowed out a deep laugh. " Well lets just put it this way Aster, I don't give a f*ck. Now the rest of you, I recommend you all man up." He looked over at Aeryk, and narrow his eyes at the kid. " You sure your supposed to be in this class, whats your name?" Dugan turned his back, and looked at the clipboard, and saw his name. " Ah yea Mr. Crybaby. Now everyone get out your texts books, which you should have bought last week, and turn to chapter three. I want you to have the chapter questions 1-65 done in…" He looked at the clock, and then deliberated for a moment. " How about twenty-five minutes. Now if you excuse me I need to speak with the guidance councilor on how I stuck baby sitting such idiots." Dugan opened the door, and walked up closing the door behind him.


Marcus was still crouched by Aster, and would laugh at her remark, as he shook his head. "This will defiantly be interesting once again." When Dugan had called him, and Aster out in front of his other nine classmates, he simply flipped Dugan the bird, and looked back at Aster. Deep down Marcus was as they say "In love" with Aster. He had known her since day one, and they clicked ever since. To him it was entertaining to watch how laid back she was with most situations. He had tried to ask her out a two times during freshmen, and sophomore year, but she always just kinda moved past his questions. When Dugan had left the room he stood up, and pulled out a key from his pocket, and unlocked a cabinet by his desk, and pulled out his teacher textbook with the answers. After a few moments of finding the pages, he made his way back to a desk by Aster. he had gotten the master key to Dugan's desk, and other storage cabinets by simply using Dugan's greed. He had paid Dugan a sizable amount of cash to just give him the key.
 
Aster chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, glad to see Mr. Dugan is still an asshole." She rolled her eyes and leaned over her desk grabbing someone elses textbook that they must've left there for some reason. People always left thing in classrooms to go do other things, Aster would have a laugh when that student returned and flipped out about their missing book. "Really?" Aster looked down at the book. "This is the same stuff we learned last year.." She muttered, grabbing the teacher textbook from Marcus. "Yeah, the same exact stuff." She rolled her eyes again. "Oh well, nice to know I'll pass, then."
 
Aeryk's pupils tripled in size as he heard one of the dirtiest words come out of who he could only assume was to be their instructor. He surely couldn't imagine his mother ever saying that. He hurried to move out of the dirty mouth's way and looked around the move. In an effort to not be the sticking out so miserably, he moved through the desks, trying not to hit anyone as he slid into an open seat (with much difficulty due to the bulky coat). He drug out his textbook, as the 'teacher' had instructed him to, a notebook and began working on the problems they were assigned, flinching any time he overheard anyone swearing. Maybe public school wasn't going to be as glamorous as he had hoped...
 
" Are you the least bit surprised? Its Dugan we are talking about he is the laziest teacher known to man. He makes you look like an Olympic athlete. " Marcus laughed at the remark, and then at the new kid. " So how quick do you think that new kid is gonna get is a*s chewed out by Dugan? I give him a day at the least, thats if he doesn't get in Dugan's way today." His eyes drifted over to Jax, and then to Vince, and finally back to Aster.
 
"I give it five minutes. For all we know, the new kid will get up and leave because the teacher is 'impure' or something ridiculous like that." Aster shrugged and turned to Marcus. "What are we going to do to piss off Mr. Dugan this year?" She asked, biting her lip a bit and smirking. "Oooh, I have an idea." Aster got up slowly, walking over to his desk and sitting down at it, going on his computer and emailing all of the teahcers form his account with something very profane. She smirked and sent the email, then downloaded a fake-virus on his computer that gave him alot of..awkward..pop-ups. Will Aster get a detention? Yeah. Will she care? Nope.
 
Marcus shook his head, and smirked. " That is a bad idea Aster.. Your gonna get your ass chewed out, like last year. " Marcus glanced over at the new kid(Aeryk), and would stand up making his way over to the kid. When he grew close ,he tip toed up to his ear,and whispered into it. " Bend over and say uncle."
 
"If Mr. Dugan even touches me, I'll scream rape, so I think I'm okay." Aster sneered and walked over to new kid, smirking and sitting in the desk in front of him. "The f*ck they put you in here for?" She asked, chuckling. Maybe this year will be her social year, and she'll go around f*cking with people. Aster shrugged and stood up. "Welcome to hell!" She chimed, walking out of the classroom to wander the hallways. If there was no teacher, there were no rules, right?
 
"First day," Zechariah grumbled while shuffling along the icy sidewalk. Had there been any snacks in the house, the brunet would've stayed indoors, munching some chips while sitting in front of a cozy fire, warm and content and school be d-mned. But no, his Aunt had to take the late shift at work last night and couldn't make it to the grocers. Which left the stupid job known as 'shopping' to him. Even if it wasn't all that bad (and he only slipped twice the whole way), it was too much of a hassle to continuously buy food all the time.


Now, after his trip to the market, he decided to head to school after all. He was now chilled to the bone, and his stomach was growling. Plus, the school was much closer to the store than his house, so it wouldn't hurt to hang around for around for a while: warm up, eat, nap, eat some more.


The appealing idea prompted a faster pace - not a very wise decision, for a sudden misstep on the ice-laden path caused him to loss his what little balance he possessed. The grocery bag in his arms flew out of his grasp (the chips will be crushed!) as his body hit the oh-so-cold ground.


"Ugh..." Zech groaned, staying as still as a plank in order to assess any damage that may have ensued. Other than a throbbing knee and a bit of soreness, everything seemed fine. "Stupid ice," he said while carefully standing up, "I hate you." As if the comment could affect the cursed frost.


After a bit of wobbling (like a penguin, he noticed), Zechariah retrieved his plastic bag of goodies before continuing his shuffling advancement, unaware of the mud smudged all over his person.
 
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