RPG Emotions [M-SL]

[Ezekiel]

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?Monsters exist, you know. They exist in the heart, soul and mind of every person on this Earth. Some are contained; locked away by those who are strong enough to resist them, resist the emotions of Lust, hate, anger, envy, and even Love. It?s come to be, with all this hate and pain in the world, that Love is the cure, the emotion to defeat those monsters. But no. Love turns brothers against each other, can turn a friendship into hatred. Love is formed from Lust, it must be. All relationships have the sole foundation of Lust and want; they sometimes turn into Love and need, a profound need for one person.

But consider this; what if the one true love in your life came to you, telling you so plainly that they had feelings for another. This person is the one! They are yours no one else?s, but now you feel insecure...replaced. Are you not good enough? Not all that your partner wants and needs? Now, how do you feel towards the person who has stolen part of your love away? You hate them. You hate them with every fibre of your being because they are the cause of your hurt and pain. The cause of your doubt and the cause of your distrust for the one person who you thought you could turn to.

Suspicion is a horrid thing; it takes your heart into its cold hand and tightens its fist until you are drained of all your love, void of happiness and joy. That place is somewhere no one wants to be. It is dark and it is lonely, I know because I?ve been there. Take this to heart, Love is the worst thing to feel and it will hurt you more than any injury ever could. The world would be a much better place without it.?

[B]An awkward silence graced the room as the scrape of a metal chair against tiles sounded followed by a girl taking her seat, her essay resting in front of her, grasped tightly in her right hand as she wiped away tears with the other. Her teacher stood, silent for a moment before smiling warmly, gesturing for applause. A small smile flitted across the girls face, but it lasted for only a moment. She looked across the room to another girl, one who clearly hadn?t been listening to what she had read. A sigh passed her bitten lips but her thoughts were interrupted by a tap on her desk followed by her English teacher?s warm voice, ?Miss Nesbitt, that was excellent, an ?A? grade for you.? ?Miss Nesbitt, formally known as Imogen, raised her head and nodded in thanks, sniffing softly as the last of her tears dried on her flushed cheeks.
She liked writing usually but when she got the highest grade in the class for something based on her own experiences she wasn?t so happy. Not when it brought back so many bad memories.

Another sigh and Imogen asked to be excused. The scrape of her chair sounded around the murmuring room again as she got up and left, taking in the fresh air outside. Imogen traced two fingertips from her lips down to rest above her heart, another tear slowly working it?s way down her cheek. She hated him now and she hated her, too. It dawned on the teen that falling in Love had essentially caused her to loose herself, but she has gained something else as a compensation?it seemed. Not a power, no, she didn?t believe in magic. A gift would definitely describe it better. She now saw people for what they really were, a gift to see their auras and emotions.

Sometimes it wasn?t pleasant but at times this ?gift? came in handy. It was at this moment in time that Imogen decided to check her aura. Looking into the classroom she saw the blond and closed her eyes, focussing on the other girls soul, her essence. As Imogen had expected all she saw was a murky yellow colour, the colour of boredom. She sighed, disappointed that she didn?t find anything of interest but as usual she shrugged it off, messing with other peoples lives what not what she wanted and she would not let herself turn into the monster trying to break free.[/B]
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[B]I'm accepting everyone even though you haven't finsished your sign ups. Please do try to get them done ASAP. I understand that lots of people are short of time, heck, I haven't even done my own bio but we all know the basic idea of each other, eh?

Heh heh, so, without further a do, I bring you [I]Emotions[/I]...

We begin with a Saturday afternoon, just general milling around, talking, whatever. Imagine the school to be like an old English castle, so go wild with the descriptions of the grounds and school itself. There is an old abandoned Church that some people hang out in occasionally.

No chapter system this time, we're going old school.[/B][/SIZE]

[KKC]

[size=1][color=darkorange]A cool autumn breeze blew from the north, flowing through Aaron's rich red hair, but it didn't waver due to the stiffness of his hair glue that he used everyday. He pulled the collar of his jacket up closer around his neck and shivered slightly. He looked ahead to see a brick building with a bright yellow door. In the middle of the door was a black and white target, why it had a target on it, no one really knew, but when the building was locked up at nights some kids would play darts on it. Aaron shuffled over the the bottom step that led to the door and sat down waiting for the students from the class to come out.

He had told Imogen that he would wait for outside and then they could go to art class together. I t was one of the few classes they shared this year. He knew the teacher always liked to keep his clases a little long, so he pulled out his sketch book and a pen and looked around. A Squirrel was perched on the stone rail next to him, the little fellow cocked his head and started to chatter as if asking Aaron why he was sitting in the cold all by himself. The squirrel's at the school were very strange, actually, all the animals were. The school had been built over a hundred years ago, so the animals were used to the humans and treated them like their own kind.

"I'm waiting for a friend." Aaron smiled as he started to sketch the outline of the little animal. "Don't you have any friends waiting for you?" He felt silly talking to the squirrel, but no one was around and he had nothing better to do. As if understanding him, the brown little mamal leaped from the rail and darted of across the grounds.

Aaron turned around when he heard the door behind him swing open. A young boy jumped over the three steps and gleefully praised the sky that he was free. He obviously didn't like writing or English class. Aaron put his sketch book away and waited until Imogen walked outside. Her eyes were slightly red. She saw Aaron and managed a tiny smile. Or he thought it was. It was like the Monalisa, you couldn't tell if she was smiling or frowning. [/size][/color]

[Sakura]

[color=black][b]OOC: [/b]I was wondering, do we have school uniforms here?[/color]
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[color=navy]Sakura sat through her English Lit. class attentively, she liked English but was feeling restless because she had her Sport class next and was looking forward to it. Her gaze constantly slid to [color=navy]look[/color] out the window at the lush lawns of the school. She sighed and continued to hastily make notes on their new assignment. Any hints they could get from the teacher were precious and she didn't repeat anything that she's said and hardly gives help during the classtimes when they're working on it. The teacher continued to dictate things that they had to make sure was in the essay then stopped and looked at the clock. She noticed it was time for her next class and dismissed them, saying she'd finish the rest tomorrow.[/color]
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[color=#000080]Sakura slid her books into her bag and sprinted out of the classroom toward the particular part of the school that was used for Sport classes and the other outdoor classes. She inhaled deeply and looked up at the clear blue sky. There were a few wispy clouds floating around lazily and two birds that flapped past. It was a beautiful day for being outdoors, but then Sakura thought that everyday was a good day to be outdoors.[/color]
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[color=#000080]Sakura felt overly active so decided to waste some energy by doing a few backflips and cartwheels. She ran the rest of the way and went into the change rooms situated there. Changing into a simple t-shirt and shorts she exited again, not removing the goggles that usually sat on her head. Her goggles were her favourite items that she wore and she had them everywhere except sleeping.[/color]
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[color=#000080]She bounced up to the Sport teacher happily. He just smiled at the enthusiasm that he usually saw in her.[/color]
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[color=#000080][b]"So, what are we doing today?" [/b]she asked.[/color]
[b][color=#000080]"I was thinking Soccer for today, what do you think?"[/color][/b]
[color=#000080][b]"Alright!"[/b] she cheered happily, she loved all sports and were good at all of them, but Soccer was the sport she learned first when she was young, so it had a special place in her heart amongst all the others.[/color]

[Lilt]

[b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]OOC: I've decided that Charity doesn't need to learn German, so I replaced it with sports.[/color][/size][/font][/b]

[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Charity read ahead in the textbook, making note of some of the more interesting stories. She looked up at the clock as the teacher informed the class of their essay. English Lit. was almost over. Which was good for some students, and bad for others. Charity herself, enjoyed English Lit. She didn't consider it a boring class at all. (Except when they were reading some of the more modern works.) It was sports that she wasn't too excited about.[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Charity wasn't overweight or anything like that. She just was never a very athletic person. Although she was trying to be one now. It was just a little harder than it would've been now that her depth perception wasn't what it used to be.[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Before the teacher could finish, class was over. Charity put her books in her booksack, and stood up to leave the classroom. She let several people go out first, before she left the room herself. Charity made her way to the locker, to put up her booksack, and grab the duffel bag that had her change of clothes in it. On the way to the Sports area, a black-haired girl zoomed past her. Charity laughed softly. There was no doubt that that was Sakura.[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]After Charity changed into the normal Sports outfit, and walked outside. It was a beautiful, cloudless day, and there was an aroma of wet grass in the air. After the sports teacher decided on soccer to be the game that they were going to play today, it was time to make the teams. It ended up with Sakura and Charity being on the same team. (Which made Charity glad, since Sakura was one of the best soccer players at the school.) Charity followed behind her friend, who kicked the ball to her. Charity brought her leg back to kick the ball, but she missed. Sakura came over, and told her that everyone misses once in a while. She ran off to get back in the game, and Charity followed her. But what Sakura didn't know, was that it wasn't because she had missed that made Charity so upset. It was why she had missed. Charity couldn't really see the ball. She had her depth perception under control now, but it seemed that her good eye was going out now. Charity wondered what the girls would think of her wearing glasses? Or would she not be able to wear glasses, and have to wear a monocle instead? Charity shook her head of these thoughts, and decided to focus on the game.[/color][/size][/font]

[Anne]

[SIZE=1]Holly gave a yawn and a strech. This english class was so oring and she had no use for listening to other people essay. Now her essay was the only one that mattered. Her eyes had kept darting to the clock as she lend her face on her hand. This class always seemed to take way to long in her opinion. Hooly's other hand was busly drawling hearts and flowers around the border of her paper. Finally the teacher let them leave.

Heading out of the class she took a deep breath. That class was very boring and all it ever did was make her tired and not want to be there. Holly was a bit excited for her next class. She ahd chemistry and she never minded going to that class. The teacher taught her how to make her own lip gloss. This Holly found useful and helpful. Why spend so much on it when she could just make her own. Beside she felt it was retro to do it herself.

The large oak door was open to the chemistry room. Most students where already present, this included Holly lab partner. Holly lab partbner was April, one of her so callld friends. " Hey Holly." The girl smiled up at her idol.

"Did you rember to bring my book?" She asked the girl as she sat down on the stool. The needed to put cushions down on these thing. They made her butt go numb by the end of class.

"Of course I did. I would never forget." She handed the book to Holly, like a dog giving a paperto its master."You look nice today, well actually you always look nice."

"Why thank you deary." The teacher stood up from his desjk and began to speak.
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[Guest Sean]

[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1]A yawn passed through Zach?s lips, showing off his white teeth to a nearly empty classroom. He had Double AH Biology. Not that he didn?t enjoy Biology, he was just tired this morning, he waited for the second Biology class to enter and he lay there nearly asleep. A knock came from the door, looking up from his arms he seen hiss other classmates. The teacher beckoned them in.

[b]?Today we?re working on?the small intestine.?[/b]

A murmur went through the class, and a few people collapsed on there desk, the small intestine was a disgusting topic.

The teacher wrote on the black board, and the class went on. Zach was falling asleep with every passing minute, he?s already done this with a different class so he didn?t have to take notes. And soon he drifted into a deep sleep. This sleep lasted the whole of the period, even though the teacher noticed he didn?t bother seeing as he was already around 4 periods in front of this class. He woke up just as the bell rang, and he made his way up towards the English rooms, the spiralling stairways giving him a sore head.

His golden hair blowing around as air hit it through the open windows, his blue eyes looking serious and the odd one or two girls swooning. He didn?t like the attention he got, but he got it anyway, ignoring the swooning girls he walked into his English, nobody was there yet again. He put on his MP3 Player and switched it to a Massive Attack song, Man Next Door.

[I]I've got to get away from here
This is not a place for me to stay
I've got to take my family
And find a quiet place[/I]

He watched as his classmates dwindled in at a slow pace, and his song changed to Dissolved Girl, the teacher just appeared as it came on. He switched his MP3 Player off and got ready for the lesson, no longer tired after his hour or so sleep.

He looked around and saw several of the girls looking at him, all sighing as he caught there eye sight. He heard whispers around the room, and finally a piece of paper landed on his desk. The teacher picked it up, Zach scowled as his teacher opened the note. She looked from his to a girl up the back of the class.

[b]?Mr Long, your good class mate Miss Whyte wishes to ask you on a date?[/b]

Zach smiled and grabbed the note from her hands. She then went on to say.

[b]?Your personal life is what it has to stay, personal. No passing notes in class next time?[/b]

Zach turned it around to see [I]Meet me behind the church at midnight tonight. XxX Katie.[/I][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Ezekiel]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=SeaGreen]Imogen sighed, glad that Saturday was only a half-day of school. She smiled slightly at Aaron and the gesture was returned along with a one armed hug as her best friend closed his bag over. [B]"Art class next?"[/B] her voice came out slightly croakier than usual and Aaron raised an eyebrow but chose not to mention anything about it.
[B]"Yeah, that's right,"[/B] he replied, [B]"How was English?"[/B]

Imogen shrugged and changed the subject to something else, ignoring Aaron opening his mouth to ask her the usual question of [I]'What's wrong.'[/I] The pair continued walking across the lush green lawns of St. John's taking in the fresh air that only the English country could provide. There was only a small village that had the total of maybe one car in it so the vegetation was most beautiful all year round.

Each year there was a fayre held in the school ground, it was only a month away and the scaffolding for the tent was already lying strewn across the front garden. Imogen looked at it and scowled, since it was a boarding school everyone was obliged to attend the event. This year was her year?s turn to organize the dance, which meant music, drinks and the theme. She hated the dance, she was always the last to get asked, if ever and she knew that Aaron only asked out of the goodness of his own heart.

Her glasses slipped down her nose and she caught them just in time, turning to see Aaron's gaze fixed firmly on her eyes. [B]"What's wrong, you?re crying..."[/B]

Imogen gasped softly and wiped her eyes quickly, [B]"It's nothing, please don't worry."[/B] Imogen saw someone she knew, but wasn't friends with and decided to use him as a scapegoat. [B]"Hey, Donovan! Done your English homework?"[/B][/COLOR]
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[B]Post one more lesson then it'll be the end of the school day, Saturdays will only have two lessons, Sunday and Wednesdays are free days. Feel free to make suggestions for the dance theme in the underground, when it gets closer to the time I'll ask for you to write a description of your outfit in there. Also, start thinking about who you're going to ask as a date ^_~[/B][/SIZE]

[Anyu WhiteWolf]

Raven looked up from brushing her horse. She heard the suttle yells and yips from the students out in the fieldplaying soccer, or some other stupid sport. Raven continued to comb the bits of durt and hay from the horses' mane and tail. Azure gave a little whinny stamped her foot to try to rid te flies from her meg, only to have them all fly back in a second or two.

Raven's next class was AP Fine Arts. The teacher was understanding and knew Raven took extra special care of Azure, and could be late from time to time. Raven was always givin a lesson plan for the next day in case she missed too much, but Raven preffered to be on time. For one she didn't like ever being late for something so important, she wanted to make sure she understood everything that needed to be done. Second, because of her recent outbursts at some richer, more girlish students and tendancey to sit and be alone, she was always starred at, that was especially true when she was the only one comming in late.

Raven once scared the students and even the teacher when comming in from the fields soaking wet. It had been raining all day and Raven was late from the stable as she usually was. She was running to the inside when she tripped on a falled log or rock and fell into the door. The door swung open, Raven standing there in the middle hunched over and making a hurt, groaning sound, and the whole room gasped.

Raven threw the brush she was using into the bucket and carried it into the washroom. She set it down and washed Azure's bit, which had been in the other hand. She hung the newly washed bit on the rack with the others. She took a step back to admire the lovely work of the other bits. They all were stipped with golden fabric and highly expensive jewls and things to make them pretty. Azure's on the other hand, was a dark green and a silver bit. some strings were loose and sometimes broke, and Raven had to fix them, numerous times. She touched the bit slightly then turned back to the stalls.

Raven took from her pocket the carrot she had bought durring lunch hour. She removed the plastic wrap and broke it into small peices and fed it to Azure. Raven gave Azure a swift pat on the neck and a rub of her nose and said goodbye in German, her favorite language "Tchuss" She said.

[KKC]

[size=1][color=red]Aaron watched Imogen talk about homework with the other boy. She asked simple questions like when it was do or what parts of it she didn't understand. He had a feeling she was just making small talk, she was always up to date with English homework, it was her favorite class after all.

When the boy walked off she came back to Aaron and they made their way towards the arts building. It was one of the largest sense everything that had to do with the arts was in the building. Drama, art, music, dance, everything was held in the building. Aaron looked at her face, she still seemed bumbed out. He stuffed his hand into his large pocket and fiddled with his cell phone, he had put Imogen's cell number on speed dial one. He felt for the button and then pressed it down. In a few moments the high pitched ring from Imogen's cell phone went off. She jumped slightly at the sound and quickly pulled it out of her purse and answered it without seeing who was calling.

"Hello?" She said into the phone.

"Hey, how are you?" Aaron said next to her, his phone up to his ear. He gave her a smug smile and she pushed him playfully.

"You nerd." She teased with a laugh.

Aaron's deep laugh seemed to echo through out the campus as he through his head back into the sky. He ran off towards the arts building with arms thrown out. He spun around and fell into a pile of leaves that had been raked up. The pile broke his fall and layed there looking up at the sky. Imogen soon blocked his view and she shook her head at him with a smile.

"Sometimes I wonder about you..." She sighed and put out a hand to help him up. He took it and heaved, pulling her into the pile with the oldest trick in the book. He grabed a pile and tossed it into her hair and face.

"Aaron, quit messing around, we're going to be late to class." Imogen scolded, she still smiled though.

"Awww..." He whined like a two year old. "You no fun." He jumped up out of the leaves and she followed. As they entered the art building she pulled the last bits of leaves out of her hair, "Maybe we can hang out or something with the others after class." he whispered as they walked into the art class room.

The room was big, but was very messy too, paint stains splattered the floors, walls, and tables. There were many desks and in the middle of the room was a set of assorted things consisting of a bottle, base ball, small horse figuring, and a small heart shaped locket. A large lamp shined on the objects.

The teacher started out the lesson explaining how they would be working on their shading skills with color that day. [/size][/color]

[Sakura]

[color=navy]Sakura had been excited the whole time they were setting up, and when the teacher told them to warm up, she sprinted off to run a few laps which always helped her release pent up energy from sitting in a classroom. When they'd finished warming up, they had to stretch their muscles, mainly their leg muscles unless playing Goal Keeper.[/color]
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[color=#000080]She put a hand over her eyes as she looked up at the sky, the sun was blaring brightly and they would be sweaty after the class.[/color]
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[color=#000080]The coach asked for two captains, Sakura volunteered, as did a boy called Jack in their class. They were allowed to pick, and Sakura went first, she decided to take in Charity first. They went back and forth picking people, in the end it turned out as boys against girls, the female team were hyped because they enjoyed showing them that they were better.[/color]
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[color=#000080]The boys got the first kick since the girls picked first. It seemed that Jack was playing center, along with Sakura so he kicked it backward to one of his team members and Sakura rushed forward. The boy barely had time to kick before Sakura was on him, she stole the ball and kicked it to Charity who was waiting there. She took her foot back and went to kick it but missed. Sakura ran over and told her that it was alright. She smiled happily and took the ball before one of their opponents re-possessed it. Jack ran alongside her and slid, stealing the ball successfully. He took the ball and dribbled it toward the other end of the field. Sakura shouted for someone to steal the ball from him as she ran to catch up to him and several of them tried, but he weaved around them. Sakura picked up serious speed and did a slide, passing it to one of the team mates. The girl ran forward with the ball, she saw another player waiting and kicked it over. Then that girl set it up and Sakura ran past, kicking the ball into the goals. They cheered and continued, as she had predicted, the game got sweaty and tiring very fast from the heat and when the class was over, everyone fell onto the field in exhaustion. The game had ended up 3 to 2 in the girls' favour.[/color]
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[color=#000080][b]"That was a good game all of you. I guess that's the end of school for today, and take a shower will you." [/b]the Coach laughed.[/color]
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[color=#000080]The group laughed lightly because sometimes when they had the class between two others, they didn't have time to take a shower and they smelt pretty bad. Sakura got to her feet and kicked the ball that was next to her to the Coach. He stopped it and picked it up to put it away.[/color]
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[color=#000080][b]"Nice play Sakura. Got in a few good tackles there."[/b] he commented.[/color]
[color=navy][b]"Yeah, thanks Coach."[/b] she sighed, slowly walking toward the change rooms.[/color]
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[color=#000080]The others groaned and followed, the guys going into their change rooms. Sakura stretched herself out and her joints in her shoulders, neck and legs popped. She decided not to shower there and started to make her way back to her own dorm, groaning at the added weight of her bag to her tired and sweaty body.[/color]

[Revelation]

[size=1][color=#696969][B]OOC:[/B] I may not be able to get on as much as I would like since my computer is down. I am on my brother's computer at the moment.
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Listening to Green Day, Adrian's hand was in a fury as he began to sketch out a picture. He was quite artistic, as well as he was intelligent. He was possibly one of the most potential students in St. John to ever graduate, but then again St. John was known for its bright students.

Adrian looked up as a teacher cleared his throat. Sighing, Adrian looked past the teacher and at the board, only to see the words "Quid Pro Quo". The teacher crossed his arms and Adrian pulled down an ear as he waited for the teacher.

[B]"Mr. Hardt, can you explain to us what the latin term "Quid Pro Quo" means?"

"I believe I can, Mr. Phillips. "Quid Pro Quo" is the latin term meaning "What for what?" It is legal term widely used in transactions of valued items or favours, in return for giving something of value. It is also meant as an equal exchange, a substitution. It can also mean "a favour for a favour". Does that answer your question, Mr. Phillips?"

"Partially. Well done, Mr. Hardt. Please take off your headset and listen in."[/B]

Shrugging, Adrian continued to keep his headphones on as he listened to "Boulevard of Broken Dreams", a song he favoured. He looked down at his paper and noticed someone tapping his shoulder. He turned around to find a boy handing him a piece of paper that smelt of a fruity aroma. He wasn't the sort who liked getting letters and such, he liked confrontations. Adrian liked girls who could walk up to him and just say something, not have someone else do it or write something.

Opening the letter, Adrian read [i]I'm wondering if you wanted to go with me as my date to the dance. Meet me at the church at midnight. I'll talk to you there. Love, Katarina. Kissed and Hugs to you, Adrian.[/i]

The bell had rung and once Adrian stepped outside of the classroom, he saw Zach. Still walking with a smirk on his face, the two went on to the find Donovan.[/size][/color]

[Guest Sean]

[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1]Zach yawned as he walked along with Adrian. Donovan was a sneaky person, you never knew where you would find him, but still they hunted. Talking about the odd random of stuff, varying from languages to art to the English assignment they got. But they continued to walk around the castle grounds of St. John?s.

They gave up after a good long hunt, in many classrooms, on the fields, even in the utility room, but they decided to leave it and relax in the lounge area. A modern area full of computers, TV with many channels, couches, sofa?s and the best thing. A pool table.
[B]
?Hm, wanna game??[/B] Zach asked Adrian.

Adrian put on a fake snore and laughed.

[B]?Too tired, want some music on? Wait, you got any CD?s on you??[/B] he asked.
[B]
?Haha, yeah. I have?GreenDay, KoRn, Jack Off Jill and Massive Attack, pick?[/B]

[B]?Just some GreenDay if you please?[/B]
[B]
?No problem?[/B] Zach said popping the CD out of his CD player, he kept a CD player in his bag, and a smal wallet that kept 5 CD?s in it. He also had his MP3 player, but that was only for class use. Zach walked over to the massive speaker system, and put in the ?American Idiot? CD. Zach motioned to number 4, and Adrian nodded his head.

The tunes of GreenDay filled the room, and seconds later, Donovan entered the room, just as the chorus started.

[B]?Why it?s none-other than the mystery man, Dono!?[/B] Zach proclaimed, a massive grin plastered on his face. Donovan shook his head and laughed.

[B]?You never call me that again, and I?ll never tell anyone about your --?[/B]

Zach looked around. [B]?Ehm?deal?[/B] And his big grin appeared again.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Anne]

[SIZE=1]"So we mix the two chemcials to form are solution..." Holly's eye shut closed as she drowned the teacher out. Tday lesson was so boring unlike usually. She knew Aril was doing the expirements and taking down notes. SHe would just get them from her later. Her eyes popped back open to make sure the teacher didn't catch her.

"Holly do you want to help any." April turned holding out the beaker.

"No deary you look like you are having so much fun. I wouldn't want to take that away from you." She gae the girl a smile and she went back into her work.

"Alright hand up your findings and than class is dismissed." Holly grabbed the paper from April's hand and walked up to the desk. She placed the paper down and headed out of the class. April was behind her in a few seconds with books in her hand.

"You did a good job today, April." The girl smiled widly and gave a small skip.

They head out on to the ground sand headed towards the dorms. She streched and smiled the fresh air. It was always so cramped in the classroom. Pushing a run away strand of her blond hair back behind her ear.

"ummm excuse me Holly." A voice of a brown hair young man.

"Hey there sug'. How can I help you." Holly said in a sweet tone.

"Err..umm. Nevrmind." The boy blushed and walked off.

"Talk to you later sug'." She gave a wink and laughed.

She open the door to her room and laid down on her bed. She grabbed the magizen and began reading a couple of articles. Some on beauty tips and another on the latest fashion.[/SIZE]

[JJ]

[Color=DarkBlue][Size=1]Caleb stared at the blank computer screen. It was the break in between classes and Caleb wanted to write a letter to someone. He had no idea who, seeing as how everyone in his life left him, but he figured if he stared at the computer screen long enough, something or someone would come up. As he began to get deeper into thought, the door suddenly opened, and in came his first class of the day. He shuffled some papers and tried to look busy. He didn?t seem to faze Sakura who just sat down and pulled out her notebook.

The rest of the class filed in, and Caleb stood up. ?So, who finished reading ?To Kill A Mockingbird? over the past week?? he said, pulling out his copy. He watched as only a few hands went up. He chuckled to himself and opened his book. ?Well, then let?s get on it. How about you, Holly, read first.?

Caleb sat down at his desk, and listened to the girl drone on. Hopefully, he could think for a second over what he wanted to write about.

[I] Dear?..,

How are you? Everything here?s been?.[/I]

?Mr. Bruner, can I stop?? Holly said, putting her hand up.

?Yes, you, Sakura, read on.? He said, sighing. He hated when kids did this. As she continued, he wrote.

[I]the same old, same old. We haven?t chatted in so long, that I thought I?d just drop you a nice note to tell you I?m still alive and kickin.[/I]

?The End!? Sakura said, almost as if in joy.

?Well, then that brings me to your next assignment. I would like a short, one page report on two of the most important conflicts Scout has in the book. They could be any two that you want. I want, the problem, the climax, and the solution. Nothing too big, just something to get your minds ready for the test sometime next week.? Caleb said, sitting back down. ?Class is dismissed.?

The students quickly combined the piles of books and papers and stuffed them into their bags, running out of the classroom. Caleb chuckled to himself and sat back down at the computer. [I]I hope everything is going well for you too, and I hope you decide to write back. Yours, Caleb.[/I]

That would do, that would do just fine. Caleb stood again at the head of the class and began again with the same lesson.[/color][/size]

[Onix]

[COLOR=SlateGray][SIZE=1]"Hey, Donovan! Done your English homework?"

Donovan felt a muscle twitch near his eye. He turned slowly, silver bangs shimmering in the sunlight. His eyes flashed cold fire as he saw Imogen run up to him. Her face was a little red. Either she had been running a lot longer than he thought, or...

[I]She was crying...[/I]

Donvoan felt something tighten around his heart. He hated seeing women cry.

"What do you want, Nesbitt?" Donovan snarled.

"I...I just asked if you'd done your English homework..." she said, looking down.

[I]Aw fuck, more crying.[/I]

"Sorry...I've been stressed lately. Hard project, you know? I suck at essays."

"Oh, right," she said, smiling weakly.

[I]Glad that crisis was averted.[/I]

"So, you did it then?"

"Yeah..."

"Thats...good..."

"Anything else you wanted?" Donovan asked, raising an eyebrow. This was probably the longest conversation with someone he'd had in weeks...one that didn't involve a fellony, at least.

"Um...not really."

"Then I'll just be going, then," he said, beginning to turn.

"Uh, can I..."

"Can you...?" Donovan said, turning back. She was beginning to try his patience.

"Could I walk with you to class? We're both going the same way anyway..."

Donovan sighed, secretly crossed himself, and turned away.

"Fine. Just don't crowd me."[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Sakura]

[size=2][color=navy]Sakura stumbled into her dorm and dropped her weighted bag on the floor, she yawned and gathered some clean clothes and went into the bathroom. She took a nice, cool, refreshing shower to wash away the sweat and the smell from her sports class. Sakura changed her clothes and decided to try to start her latest essay from English Lit. She sat at her desk and pulled out the work and notes she'd made in class, the essay was based around 'To Kill a Mockingbird'. She sighed and went over her notes quickly, trying to think of a good introduction and thesis statement. She wasn't very good at essays, but she seemed to get good grades for them anyway. After about half an hour, she'd gotten her introduction and was about to start her first main paragraph but she didn't feel like it.[/color][/size]

[size=2][color=#000080]She stretched and grabbed her palm computer from the table beside her. Sakura picked up her earphones too and plugged them into the port, turning on a music file. She put them in her ears and slipped the computer into her pocket. She didn't know where to go, but just wanted to be outside for a bit. She left the dorms and wandered around the large green lawns, just looking at the scenery, she wished she was back home in Japan where she could see the beautiful trees that gave her her name. After walking for twenty minutes, she decided to retreat to the lounge area.[/color][/size]
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[size=2][color=#000080]As soon as she entered the door she pulled the earphones out of her ears because GreenDay was pumping from the speakers loudly. She looked around and saw Zach, Adrian and Donovan. They were talking to each other but Sakura couldn't hear over the music, she just shrugged and went over to sit on a couch and relax. She then remembered that they were having a dance this year and she started to think about who she should go with, either a guy as a date, or with one of her regular friends, just as friends.[/color][/size]

[Guest Sean]

[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1][b]"Sorry guys, I'm gonna change the music. You know I've listened to GreenDay so much that I'm getting sick of them."[/b] Zach burst out laughing when he saw the face of Adrian a mixed look of shock and sickness.

[b]Oh, hey Sakura, you got anything you want on?[/b] Zach shouted over to Sakura.

She replied with a small smile. [b]"Oh, anything is fine. Put what you want on"[/b]

[b]"Oh ok."[/b]

Zach popped out KoRn, Greatest Hits Vol. 1 from his wallet and slipped GreenDay back into it's own. [b]"Hm, Track...3, Y'all Wanna Single"[/b] Zach laughed. [i]Hopefully no teachers come in during this[/i] he though to himself.

That's when it started blaring out, he turned it down a fraction.
-[i]Y'll Wanna Single Say Fuck That[/i]. Zach burst out laughing when Donovan shook his head, Donovan buried himself deep into the couch. Sakura just shook her head, and Adrian was singing along.

Zach walked over to Sakura and sat down with a smile.

[b]"To Kill A Mockingbird is a good book, the essay was something else. I could send you mine, I had my friends it's good to have a guideline."[/b]

[b]"Nah it's cool. I think I know where I'm going with it."[/b]

[b]"Great! Better than myself anyway, I got stuck after maybe one or two lines."[/b]

She laughed and then smiled. Zach looked up into the sky airly. And then asked.

[b]"Well, ehm, I was wondering...would you like to...ehm...gotothedancewithme"[/b]

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Yes that's right. I'm asking already ~_^[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Sakura]

[color=Navy]Sakura shook her head as the new music blared out, slightly softer than before. She was scrolling through her notes on her palm computer, typing ideas for her main body for the essay. She sighed and looked up at the ceiling, why did they have so many essays, they'd just finished one a while ago and they just got another. She looked up as Donovan buried himself in one of the other couches and she raised an eyebrow as she heard Adrian start singing along with the song. She heard Zach's laughter and smiled at the boys' antics. Sakura felt the couch shift and looked over to the side to see Zach sitting beside her.

[b]"To Kill A Mockingbird is a good book, the essay was something else. I could send you mine, I had my friends it's good to have a guideline." [/b]he offered, smiling.

[b]"Nah it's cool. I think I know where I'm going with it." [/b]she replied, looking at her notes briefly.

[b]"Great! Better than myself anyway, I got stuck after maybe one or two lines."[/b] he laughed.

Sakura laughed too and smiled. She watched him as he looked up at the ceiling.

[b]"Well, ehm, I was wondering...would you like to...ehm...gotothedancewithme" [/b]he asked quickly.

Sakura knew he was nervous and smiled softly.

[b]"Sure Zach, I'd love to."[/b] she replied.
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[Lilt]

[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]After sports, Charity followed the other girls into the locker room. She waved at Sakura as they passed each other, and she waved back. She knew that sometimes, Sakura didn't feel like showering with everyone else. Charity could understand how she felt, but she didn't really mind it too much herself.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Charity undressed, and set her sport clothes in one of the empty lockers. She walked into the crowded showers, and tried to find an empty stall. A girl with blond hair looked at her.[/color][/size][/font]
[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid][b]"Hey, you can use this one. I'm finished now."[/b][/color][/size][/font]
[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Charity thanked the girl, and took her shower. After she got out and was drying off, she looked at a clock to check the time.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid][i]She was late for class.[/i][/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Charity threw down the towel, and rushed to get dressed. However, they weren't in the locker. She then realized she was looking in the wrong locker, and when she found the right one, she dressed and ran to class. She was almost positive that it was English Lit.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]After class, (she had missed most of it.) Charity decided to go to the lounge. She heard voices and music coming from inside. She peeked her head in to see who was in there, and heard Sakura and Zach talking about the English Lit. assignment. Since she had missed most of it, she was about to join in their conversation, when she heard Zach asking Sakura to the dance.[/color][/size][/font]
[size=2][font=Verdana][color=darkorchid][b]"Sure, Zach. I'd love to."[/b] Sakura answered him.[/color][/font][/size]
[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Zach and Sakura were smiling, but Charity's mouth hung open. She felt something tugging at her heart. Like she had lost an oppurtunity that she should've taken along time ago. But the weird thing was, the feeling wasn't about Zach. It was about her friend, Sakura. Blushing a little, Charity was going to go sit under a tree somewhere to think, when Sakura noticed her.[/color][/size][/font]
[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid][b]"Oh, hey Charity. Come sit down and talk with us."[/b][/color][/size][/font]
[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Reluctantly, Charity sat down with her two friends.[/color][/size][/font]

[Anne]

[SIZE=1]Holly laid down the magizne back ont eh nightstand. She tired of readding it and looked at the school work that needed done. She hated to put anything off for too long. Holly decided to go and getthat essay doenn for Englidh. She would nned to go and use the computer t hough. She liked everything to be typed and neat. Grabbing her copy of To Kill a Mockingbird and her Ipod she headed out her door.

As she neared thelounge sherolled her eyes at thenoise that ws coming from it. Glad that she braught her Ipod she could drown them out. Entering through the dorways she could see some of her classmates there. Ignoring them she sat down at one of the computers.

She brought up Word and opened the book. She place earphones in her ears and turned it on. She sat back in her seat and stared at the screen. Within a few seconds she began to type.

[INDENT][I]In the novel To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee, the story unfolds through the eyes of a six-year-old girl named Scout. The story takes place in the small southern town of Maycomb, Alabama during the early 1900s where prejudice was at its peak.[/I][/INDENT]

That sound like a good way to start off to her. Above hermsuic she could hear bits and pieces of what everyone was talking about. Most where talking about the essay she was doing now, but other where talking about the upcoming dance. Holly would have to find herself a date soon. She shookt he thought of, she would get on that right after this.[/size]

[Anyu WhiteWolf]

OOC: This will have to be a short one, my computer could die at any minute!

IC: Raven layed on the roof of the stables. Fine arts had gone by quickly as well as a few other classes. Almost no one had looked her way when she netered the room late, they must have all been getting used to it.

Raven turned to lay on her side. She saw a bunch of kids gathered around the dorm houses and schoolhouses too. More than likely, all getting ready for the dance comming up. All the giggling girls and blushing boys would go around the school and pick out thier best match.

Raven turned on her back again. She had no one to go with, and quite frankly, wasn't surprized. Who'd want to go to the dance with "the Wolf" of the school anyway? Of corse, like every other dance, RAven would go anyway, just to watch these stupid gigling idiots run around like they think they've fallen in love, and watch as days later, thier relationships would end. This always happened. People switched partners like old german folk dancers. It disgusted Raven. She jumped from the roof onto a bail of hay and slid into the barn by a hay shaft. She took a ladder down from the second level where the hay is usually stored. Raven patted Azure on the neck as she reached her stall. Azure whinnied happily as her friend approached.

[Sakura]

[b]OOC: [/b]Trying to bring this up again, somehow.

[color=navy]Sakura talked with Zach and Charity for a while before deciding to go for another quick walk before returning to her room to continue her essay. She said goodbye to everyone in the room and left, leaving the room that continued to blare out loud music. [/color]
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[color=navy]Sakura walked over to the school stables and walked along the stalls, hearing the calling cries of the horses as they showed their restlessness. She made her way over to a very familiar stable and entered, reaching out her hand, touching the mark on the forehead of her school horse. The horse was a strawberry roan with a white mark that looked like a star, because of that, he was named Hoshi. She stroked his head and just sighed. Sakura opened a compartment in the stable wall and pulled out a carrot, feeding it to him slowly. She usually put a snack in there just in case she was just visiting and had a treat for him. She stayed for a while longer before leaving, complaining to her horse about the essay they had to do.[/color]
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[color=#000080]She walked back to her dorm and sat back at her table, pulling out her palm computer to look at the notes she'd typed up while sitting in the lounge. She yawned and picked up her pen, twirling it idley as she thought about how she would word things. She frowned and put the pen down onto the paper and writing, she scribbled the sentences messily as it was just a draft and she had to get it down before she forgot everything she was thinking.[/color]
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[color=black][b]OOC: [/b]A short post to hopefully get this alive again.[/color]