Realistic or Modern Well kids this is high school....

[TheHufflepuffRabbit]

Jerry saw Nicholai look, disgusted, at him, and shrugged. "Haters gonna hate," he said, still incredibly loud. "No need to freak out about expressing feelings of accomplishment. Human nature," he added casually. What is that guy's problem? I know that there was a lot of drama because she is kind of a deadbeat mom, but really?! That doesn't give him the right to ruin her life! He gasped. He just noticed that he was giving Nicholai the death glare. Jerry chuckled nervously and began drawing a show poster for the next show, Seussical.


@lette

 

[AviouslyPTX]

Juliette rolled her eyes a bit and looked down, continuing to quietly draw until he suggested her get a tattoo. "I don't know about that. Seems painful," she said simply just as she heard Marietta. Turning around, Juliette stifled a jealous look as she nodded ever so slightly. As she stood up, she noticed the look Jerry was giving Nicholai and raised an eyebrow, quietly walking over to him. "I think you're just upset because it wasn't you that was screwing her," she whispered quietly before sitting up and walking outside, halfway expecting Marietta to follow.

 

[TheHufflepuffRabbit]

Jerry suppressed a laugh. "No thank you, not until age thirty," he said politely, acting casual once again. Urgh....popular kids...well, not popular on my turf...but everywhere else? Yeah. Guess I shouldn't mess with them without the razzle-dazzle. It would be nice if a few of them were kind of nice. He rolled his eyes and hummed out the sounds of everyone else using classic showtunes.

 

[TheHufflepuffRabbit]

Lucia didn't look up from her paper, waiting for the bell to ring.

 

[XxKaraxX]

Skyler was terribly bored in history, she was just casually listen to the song, "The Beach" by The Neighbourhood. Skyler would of been paying attention in class but to her this was all review, since at her old school in England they went over all of this.

 

[lette]

Nicholai watched at Juliette walked out the room waiting for MAr. He decided not to pay any attention to Jerry He looked at his picture, but returned his attention to the hallway where Juliette was. He bit his lip, He was pretty sure he was starting to gain feelings for her but he wasn't sure.He also wasn't sure about how she felt about him. He looked at his phone. This day was dragging on. He was ready to get home to Liam. He didn't want to see Lucia again and Alex was no where to be found.

 

[lette]

Brogan informed the office she would be leaving her car there for awhile. She then hoped into her moms car and headed to the hospital. The pain had slowed down a little, but was definitaly still there. Once there her mom ran her inside. They go her right back and checked her. The Dr informed her that it was just braxton hicks contractions and it would pass soon. They took a few ultrasound pictures to make sure the baby was okay. Since everything was good, they told her the baby dropped and she might end up going into labor a little early but she still had a few more weeks.

 

[FeatheredWings]

The nerves were getting to her. Curse her over-imagining brain. Take a deep breath. You'll be okay. You've been the new kid before, you can do this. Swallowing a deep breath of air, Yvaine calmed herself and put on a cheerful face. She hoped she'd make a lot of friends.


The assistant principal raised a brow at her. "Are you ready?" She asked the brunette and Yvaine nodded. "Ready!" Offering a gentle smile, the assistant principal opened the door to the class. "Here you are." She escorted the sixteen year old to the front and exchanged a couple of words with the teacher for a moment before asking the new student to introduce herself.


Yvaine, who had been figeting by herself, looking around the classroom with a shy smile, nodded and stepped up in the center of the classroom. In through your nose, out through your mouth. The brunette brushed some hair out of her eyes and gently tilted her head to the side. "Okay, well..." She grinned. "I'm Yvaine Elliot! I'm from Alabama, so I apologize if I have an accent." She shrugged. "But oh well. I'm sixteen and I'm a computer programmer. I hope we have a good year together!" The teacher smiled sweetly and the assistant principal gave her a gentle pat on the shoulder and left.


After this, the teacher told to sit next to a boy with green- or was that blue?- eyes. Of course, since Yvaine didn't know anyone, she complied and moved to the desk, setting her bag down. She glanced over at her desk-parter, taking in his brown hair and quiet demeanor. "Hi," she murmured a little bit after the teacher continued her lesson.

 

[Radios01]

Janick, with her head visibly in the clouds (and that's not just because she seems to be so much taller than everyone else) is facing her mathematics class. For some reason, she feels that she will be disappointed by her class going into the class, which is rather crowded. She is about to introduce herself, with the feeling her own brain must run at a power level that isn't nearly as high as she wanted to so that the students can actually understand what she has to say. After all, she was used to running her brain at maximum power until she either finishes the work or her brain fries. But she quickly realized that consciously keeping her brain from functioning as much as she wanted to can take just as much effort as actually using it at the power level she once craved. And, all of a sudden, a student from the back of the room would launch a paper plane, hitting her. Obviously she was infuriated, and in a fit of rage, she changed her lesson plan entirely.


"All right, whoever launched the paper plane, you will have to measure the dimensions of the paper plane you just launched in front of the class! And what is your name? And also draw the wings on the board, and see whether you can decompose the wings into simpler geometric shapes!"

 

[BloodThunder27]

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While Jessica was getting her whole new student thing situated at the Office, like picking up her schedule and getting an excused tardy (or in the case of some of her classes for earlier in the day, absence), her Cousin Chelsea, who was heavily pregnant, was just sitting in class, on her computer. She was currently taking a programming class. However, she was thinking about switching out into another class because programming was starting to give her a headache, but was still contemplating because this class was rather easy to her and she didn't want all the knowledge she was having to go to waste. When a new girl introduced herself, Chelsea was not all that amused. She seemed nice, but rather yappy. What does a pregnant girl have to do to get some peace and quiet? This class was supposed to be more relaxing. Oh well. Gently patting her belly, she just went back to work while listening to the teacher continue with the lesson. She then started holding her head because she was starting to have a headache. The only reason why she didn't really want to take any medication was because she was afraid for her baby's well-being. So no Ibuprofen. She let out a sigh before attempting to ignore it and getting back to work.


@FeatheredWings

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

The nerves were getting to her. Curse her over-imagining brain. Take a deep breath. You'll be okay. You've been the new kid before, you can do this. Swallowing a deep breath of air, Yvaine calmed herself and put on a cheerful face. She hoped she'd make a lot of friends.
The assistant principal raised a brow at her. "Are you ready?" She asked the brunette and Yvaine nodded. "Ready!" Offering a gentle smile, the assistant principal opened the door to the class. "Here you are." She escorted the sixteen year old to the front and exchanged a couple of words with the teacher for a moment before asking the new student to introduce herself.


Yvaine, who had been figeting by herself, looking around the classroom with a shy smile, nodded and stepped up in the center of the classroom. In through your nose, out through your mouth. The brunette brushed some hair out of her eyes and gently tilted her head to the side. "Okay, well..." She grinned. "I'm Yvaine Elliot! I'm from Alabama, so I apologize if I have an accent." She shrugged. "But oh well. I'm sixteen and I'm a computer programmer. I hope we have a good year together!" The teacher smiled sweetly and the assistant principal gave her a gentle pat on the shoulder and left.


After this, the teacher told to sit next to a boy with green- or was that blue?- eyes. Of course, since Yvaine didn't know anyone, she complied and moved to the desk, setting her bag down. She glanced over at her desk-parter, taking in his brown hair and quiet demeanor. "Hi," she murmured a little bit after the teacher continued her lesson.

Sticky looks at his new desk partner and offers a very small smile. "Hello." He mutters, continuing his work. The teacher starts talking about sinusoidal functions and Sticky sighs. They placed him in regular pre-calc, not honors, because they thought it would be too much work for him. They didn't realize that other than band, Sticky has nothing in his life. Sure, he might forget homework because he doesn't want to remember, but he doesn't need a slower class. It's no matter. He's learning, and that's all that matters. Well, sometimes he's learning. Other times he's re-learning. It's no matter. "So your name is Yvaine?"

 

[Papier Planes]

M

Mar smiled and followed Juliette outside before looking around and grabbing the girl by the hand and dragging her further down the hallway so she could be sure that nobody would hear their conversation. When she was sure that not another soul was around Mar looked at Julliette and began to speak.





"I know you like Nic. And don't try to deny it because the second you turned around you looked like you wanted to rip me to pieces, not only that but when you fled the scene in the cafeteria that only further confirmed my theory. But to further clarify what wasn't very clear earlier, Nic is one of my only best friends, he's also my neighbour and to top everything off I love him. But, it is not the same love you feel for him. He's family and always will be."





Mar told Julitte plainly, giving her a minute before continuing on,





"And because Nic is not only my best friend but he's also fam. I hope you like him honestly and your not one of those people who like someone one minute only to hop onto the next hot guy they see, because if you both start to develop somehing special and you leave him heart broken then I will do a few things I hope I won't have to if you catch my drift."





Marietta said as her voice started to harden and become cold. Her blood began to broil thinking back to what Lucia did to Nic, but she pushed the thoughts off to the back of her head before holding her hand out to Juliette with a small smile,





"Other than that, I hope we can get along in the near future."

 

[AviouslyPTX]

Juliette silently followed Marietta down the hall to where she knew no one was. The moment she was accused of liking Nicholai, she opened her mouth to deny it but didn't have the chance. Closing her mouth, she listened quietly as the girl continued. When she finally finished, Juliette stood dumbstruck as she hesitated for only a moment before pulling the girl into a hug without knowing why. "First of all, you're so pretty. I'm always going to be jealous of you. That's not going to change. But for his sake, I don't want to fight with you, but if you only believe one thing that comes out of my mouth, believe this. I'm not like her. I would never I intentionally hurt him the way she did. But in all honesty, I'm pretty sure he doesn't like me like that so I'm probably just wasting my time anyway," she said truthfully as she shrugged her shoulders.

 

[FeatheredWings]

Yvaine nodded, blushing. "Yeah..." She gave a small shrug and tiny smirk. "It's weird, I know." She bit her lip. "Do you understand what she's explaining? At my old school, we hadn't started this yet... And I'm not all that great at math..." Then her eyes widened. "Oh, I forgot to ask your name... I'm sorry. Care to tell?" she murmured, a look of embarrassment flashing over her features. Then, feeling eyes on her, she raised her index finger. "One second." The brunette turned slightly back to see a rather stoic girl staring at her. Blinking back with doe eyes, she raised a hand and gave a petite wave. Then she noticed the pain just barely etched in the girl's face. Turning around, she pulled out a sheet of note book paper, tore some of it off and wrote, "Are you okay? You look a little sick." Making sure to dot her eyes with little hearts, she passed it to the desk right behind her discretely by pushing it on her shoulder and brushing it off. Since the desks were packed, it would have a near perfect shot at landing where she wanted it to. She looked back at her desk partner. "Sorry... You were saying?"


@Shimakage Thunder

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Sticky's smile barely widens as he pulls out his notes. "Yeah, this is the unit circle." Sticky shows her the paper and his notes. "And this is a sine graph. Basically you use the equation to find key points and then connect the dots. See?" He's not very good at teaching. He's not very good at talking either. When she tells him hold on he gladly does, focusing on the board. "Wasn't saying anything. You can look through that packet."<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_11/PCNotesPerOne110415_pdf.74f180b90d55a699b100548cb59b3087" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="85410" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_11/PCNotesPerOne110415_pdf.74f180b90d55a699b100548cb59b3087" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>

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[FeatheredWings]

Yvaine's eyes widened as she accepted the material. "Oh, good Lord," she half prayed, half cursed, flipping through the pages. As the teacher continued the lesson, she looked carefully over the words and diagrams, attempting to gain a sense of understanding. Eventually, she got a small bit of it. Looking up at the board when she thought the teacher was talking about something she had just looked at. But boy, she had some holes to fill. She was glad her partner had been kind enough to help her out, though. It helped a lot more than her knowledge on the subject, but the anxiety of not having any friends. She turned to look at the brunette next to her, resting her cheek against her wrist. "You never did tell me your name," she whispered. "I may just have to resort to callin' you Greenie, like in The Maze Runner, cuz you have green eyes, and so far that's all I know 'bout you." A near silent giggle left her lips. "Well, that and you're awful shy." @Quiet Is Violent

 

[MidnightWolf]

Lilly walked to the art room as she was told to do. Kenneth however had history next. He new he was a little late so as he interrupted to class, he said, "S-Sorry for being late." Then he walked to a seat behind a girl he didn't know. He wasn't the type of guy that would know everyone, but he hadn't seen her specifically before. It was the only seat open anyway where Eles was he supposed to sit.





@XxKaraxX

 

[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

Jeremy felt the vibration of his phone but wasn't able to read it until the class was over. As the students piled out of the room, he read the message and suddenly a wave of worry hit him. Unsure of what the visit was about, various worst case scenario came across his mind even losing the baby which, despite expecting to feel relief, was terrified him. Part of him wanted to go to the hospital and check for himself but logic somehow was able to worm through and convinced him to wait.

 

[XxKaraxX]

As Skyler was taking notes while listening to music she heard a door open and looked up from what she was doing. Skyler saw a boy walk in and said "s-sorry for being late to the teacher." The stutter made Skyler smile a bit, I can relate to that, Skyler thought to herself. As the boy walked over to the seat behind her Skyler wondered if she should great herself, he does look like a nice, not intimidating person, and I need to make friends so... Before even completely making up her mind Skyler turned around and greeted her self, "Hi... I'm Skyler." Skyler waved timidly, hoping not to embarrass herself.


@MidnightWolf

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Yvaine's eyes widened as she accepted the material. "Oh, good Lord," she half prayed, half cursed, flipping through the pages. As the teacher continued the lesson, she looked carefully over the words and diagrams, attempting to gain a sense of understanding. Eventually, she got a small bit of it. Looking up at the board when she thought the teacher was talking about something she had just looked at. But boy, she had some holes to fill. She was glad her partner had been kind enough to help her out, though. It helped a lot more than her knowledge on the subject, but the anxiety of not having any friends. She turned to look at the brunette next to her, resting her cheek against her wrist. "You never did tell me your name," she whispered. "I may just have to resort to callin' you Greenie, like in The Maze Runner, cuz you have green eyes, and so far that's all I know 'bout you." A near silent giggle left her lips. "Well, that and you're awful shy." @Quiet Is Violent

Sticky laughs lowly and runs a hand through his hair. "They change color. Sometimes they're grey, sometimes they're blue, sometimes they are green. I mean, I don't really spend my time looking at my eyes. I mean, um. My name's Alexander, but I go by Sticky." His smile falls a little. Sticky. The name says a lot about him. Drummer, kleptomaniac, and usually having some form of open wound on him. Between being bullied by his family and bullied by kids at school, he usually has some bloody sticky spot on him. Off track. What was he doing? Conversing. "So you're from Alabama? What city?"


@FeatheredWings

 

[lette]

Brogan got her phone out and texted " everything is ok. But we need to talk!". She wasn't expecting to hear the baby may come early. She decided to go back to school and make some reason to talk to Jeremy. Hopefully he had a planning period soon. She stopped by the office and told them what was going on and that she had to get the rest of her math work. She passed the art room and gave lilly her number so she could text her. She then made her way to the math class standing at the door she announced "I umm have to get my school work, going to be out the rest of the day now". She looked around. That had to be believable.

 

[lette]

Ryker didn't mean to hit the teacher with the paper plane he was aiming for his friends head. He spoke up " no ma'am I don't think I will be able to do that". The class snickered. He was trying to be polite but he wasn't going up there to do something to make himself look like a fool.


@Radios01

 

[lette]

Nicholai watched the girls walk down the hall way. He was really confused but was glad they were talking. He put his sketch up and got out a sketch book and began doodling a butterfly that he thought Juliette would like as a tattoo.

 

[FeatheredWings]

Yvaine nodded, a little bit of hair falling in her eyes as her head tilted slightly down. "I understand." She chuckled. Then she grinned a little. "Sticky is an interesting nickname. Why do you go by it?" She tilted her head to the side. "Yeah, I lived in Montgomery." She grinned, blowing a tuft or two of chocolate out of her face. "Lots of fun stuff out there." Then she bit her lip, playfully glaring. "Most boys named Alexander go with Alex. Did you want to be unique?" Her voice was playful as she lightly brushed her knuckles against her shoulder in the manner of a half-arsed bro-punch. "But hey, I like it. It kind of reminds me of post-it notes and those are a lot of fun! You can color on them or decorate people's cars..." @Quiet Is Violent

 

[Papier Planes]

Mar automatically hugged Juliette back and her smile grew even more as she heard the girls genuine words, the things that upset the Italian girl most was to hear the girl doubt herself. She pulled back from the girl and poked Juliette's cheek lightly before saying,





"Juliette, I'm not prettier than you. There is not rating on ones beauty. Julie il tuo bel! Belle ragazze non devono dubitare di se stessi. So have more confidence in yourself ok."





Mar told Juliette switching over to her mothers native tongue for a moment before finishing off in English.





"But other than that I'm happy that you won't hurt my home boy and I'll hold you up to that promise! Now come on let's head back to class."