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Post by donutkitty12 on Oct 11, 2017 21:56:15 GMT -5
(I'm so excited to start role-playing! I hope I can join!)
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Post by αυяσяα ησx on Oct 11, 2017 22:23:38 GMT -5
(Idk I mean musician is always fun but also I feel like you see that more than actor so idk....) "No, I haven't," Jordan said. "She hasn't reached out to me. Only Kyle has," she said, shaking her head. "I don't know. I mean, part of me knew I should've expected it with Kyle. He was always looking at and talking to other girls. I figured it wasn't a big deal. I didn't wanna be one of those overly obsessive girlfriends that stopped their boyfriends from talking to other girls..." she frowned a bit. "But Kailey.... She knew how good the relationship was for me. I was spending more time with Kyle and less time doing stupid stuff. Plus, she knew that I was a lot happier with him," she said with a frown. "I'm completely done with her. The problem with Kyle is that he keeps reaching out. He's apologizing. Tell me he misses me. He'd been drinking and made a mistake. I don't believe him and I don't want to believe him," she said. This was the hard part. "But he was good for me. He made me happy. It's a constant battle because I know he's not good for me," she frowned and face planted onto Kris' bed. "But he knows that and I think that's why he's trying to get back together," she mumbled, her voice muffled by the bed. There were plenty more things she could say - including tell Kris about the time that Kyle almost got her arrested - but she decided to pause on that for now. "Part of me blames myself. If I had gone to that party, it wouldn't have happened. But I knew there'd be a lot of alcohol there and mostly focused on drinking and I don't drink." Despite her personality, she didn't drink at all. Never had and never planned to. It surprised most people, but Jordan had made that promise to herself after her cousin was killed in a car accident. The driver that hit him had been drinking. (Also the cousin thing is part of Jordan from the short story she was originally made for. He can be related to Kris too if you want. If not, He can just be on the other side of the family. Basically his name is Ezra and he's Jordan's best friend and kind of the one that shaped her Into who she is) (Yeah, we can wait till you get home for Mick anD the friends? But idk Clay is just adorable. I can't pick a favorite type of character. They're all great.) {I'm here and I'm feeling better!! ^.^ I'll answer this and then do a starter for Mick + Conan and Clay (plus some random others that I didn't feel like making into characters) } "I'm not exactly happy that she hasn't tried contacting you, but at the same time I am," Kris said, frowning. It was conflicting because on one hand, contacting Jordan meant she did feel bad, or at least was trying to seem like it. On the other hand, Kris knew that her contacting her would just cause more pain to her. She didn't want Jordan any more hurt than she obviously already was. "Okay, Jordan," she sighed, "let's see what advice I could give." Kris wasn't the best with words--as shown by her kind of dwindling English grades--but she would do her best. "I, reluctantly, admit that Kyle might have been good for you in some ways." It was nice to see Jordan smiling and actually doing things, but she had known Kyle was trouble. And Jordan's admittedly stupid stunts were what made Jordan pretty great in the first place. "But I'm not sure if it was exactly a good relationship. I'm not going to assume anything about your relationship, but..." She frowned. "I wonder if it was one-sided." She didn't want to be insensitive by asking if he gave her emotional support and if they supported each other, nor did she want to ask if he was ever controlling. It would probably just make Jordan angry. "Also, don't ever blame yourself," she ordered, narrowing her eyes. "Cheating on someone is an active choice. It doesn't matter if they were drunk. There's no such thing as 'extenuating circumstances.' Cheating on someone is a choice that you make, and being drunk does not change a thing. He chose to cheat on you, and Kailey chose to go along with it. None of that was your fault, and you definitely should not be finding yourself in an unhealthy environment when you don't want to be there. You should not sacrifice being comfortable for being with a guy." |
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Post by . on Oct 11, 2017 22:40:57 GMT -5
(Glad to hear you're feeling better. I'll still probably be up for a while cause my classes don't start till like 10:30 tomorrow)
"I get what you mean," Jordan said. She lifted her head from the bed and then flipped onto her back. She's always been pretty restless and conversations like this didn't make it any better. As if to prove that point, she now sat up and leaned against the headboard. "I mean, she's been online. Instagram. Snapchat. Twitter. That stuff. She hasn't made more than one or two mentions of Kyle, but I pretty much unfriended and unfollowed her on most of the social media," she said with a shrug. "That's what I'm supposed to do, right? Kyle too. I took him off of pretty much everything except contacts. I did take the hearts away from his name."
"Your advice is always better than what I can come up and also you're a great person to just listen to stuff and tell me what I'm supposed to do. That's why we get along so well," she teased, looking over at Kris before grabbing he nearest pillow and covering her face. "But I really don't know if I want to go back to school. Kyle's been gone for some football stuff, but he's back now. I'm not sure how to face him in person."
"He was. He was great, at first," she said, kinda shrugging. "I mean, he never did anything to hurt me physically or emotionally," she said. She didn't want Kris to assume very bad things had been going on during the relationship. "It just kinda... after the beginning of the relationship, it just kinda fizzled. I mean, he seemed like a decent guy at first. He didn't even push me after I told him I don't drink." She had a few friends that had done that. She dropped them pretty quickly. She frowned. "I guess I just went into it with too high of expectations. I mean, Kyle was great. He was smart. Athletic. Funny. Cute. He treated me great. I guess we didn't have the same hopes for our relationship," she hated to admit she had been wrong. Jordan was glad that she wasn't much of a cryer. If she was, she'd probably be reduced to tears at this point. Major tears.
"I mean, I guess looking out for myself isn't a bad idea at this point, but I just find it so boring. You know me. I need someone around to work off of. That's where all my energy comes from," she said. Surprisingly, Jordan found herself pretty boring. It was only around others that she became who she was. She didn't want to go skydiving on her own. She wanted to go skydiving with someone. She didn't want to get a tattoo on her own. She wanted to get a tattoo with someone. Speaking of that, she snorted a bit. "Kyle was going to teach me to ride a motorcycle. I could've crossed that off my list. Guess that's a no, huh?" Though she was still down about the Kyle thing, she tried her best to make light of it. She just wasn't very successful.
"And I've told him I don't want to get together, but he keeps asking me just to meet up with him at the park back in East Grove. Can you come with me, Kris? I'm thinking it might be a good idea. Maybe that will be enough to show him I'm done with him, but I don't want to go alone," she said. It wasn't that she felt unsafe around Kyle, but she needed Kris there to keep her grounded and remind her how much Kyle deserved her. Hint: not at all.
(Also did I tell you about Jordan's list? I don't remember)
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Post by αυяσяα ησx on Oct 11, 2017 22:41:20 GMT -5
It was Clay, of course, that got the news first. Clay was popular and well-liked, so any gossip around the school usually got to him pretty quickly. He was the first to hear about everything, though all he ever really did was tell his closest friends about it.
"Guys!" he exclaimed excitedly, tripping over himself as he tried to run to his friends where they stood near the school's entrance. He laughed at the looks he garnered after almost slamming into Conan. "Guess what?"
"You're not going to apologize for that?" Conan said, looking bewildered. The others--Alya, Johanna, and Tara--just shook their heads and looked amused.
Clay, predictably, ignored him and continued on. "Apparently we have a new student!" he exclaimed, grinning excitedly like this was something new. It wasn't. Honestly, it felt like they had new students every other day.
"We get new students all the time," Conan said flatly. "This is not news. Why are you so excited?" Clay was typically excited about, well, everything though, so it wasn't really a surprise to see him like this. It was kind of nice, though Conan would never, ever admit it. After Elita had decided to just disappear, he had moped for days. Conan had wished he could be mad about her essentially isolating herself from them, but he unfortunately understood and was more worried than anything. He didn't want her to relapse, and they all wished they could just find her again.
"New friends!" Clay said energetically. "Come on, Conan. Be a bit more excited!" He gasped suddenly, as though he had an idea. This just filled Conan with dread. "We should be his welcoming committee! Well, if we can find him. I'm not actually sure who he is."
"I don't think Conan likes that idea very much," Alya snickered, nudging Clay with her elbow and nodding towards their friend. Conan looked very much like he was suffering.
"Conan," Clay whined, poking him in the ribs. Conan swatted his hand away, but Clay kept trying to poke him. The girls laughed as Conan tried running from him and Clay just tackled him in a headlock. They were somehow not making much of a scene, but that might have just been because it was Clay. No wonder people kept thinking the two were together.
{Tbh idek what this is but here, a starter}
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Post by . on Oct 11, 2017 22:51:00 GMT -5
(I love Clay so much can I claim him as mine forever and ever he's adorable.)
Mick parked his motorcycle by a few others and let his helmet swing from his fingertips as he made his way to the school. Despite his appearance, he was terrified. He didn't let it show though. The strong preyed on the weak. Chest puffed out, chin held high, Mick pushed upen the door to the school and looked down at the schedule on his phone.
Man, he really should've asked Elita to come meet up with him. He switched back to his texts, thinking about texting her. Nah, he didn't want to be clingy. He was actually still pretty surprised at how smooth he'd been with the whole flower thing. It was a last minute, spur of the moment kind of thing, but he was pretty sure it went over well.
Shrugging, Mick looked at his schedule and made his way to his locker. He opened it carefully, sure to get the numbers all correct before emptying his folders and notebooks into it. He set his helmet on the top shelf and closed the locker door before turning back towards the group of students walking through the hallways. Man, this place was a lot bigger than his old school.
Mick took a deep breath before he began to find himself an isolated corner. When he did, he pulled out the map the school had given him. He attempted to find his classes, but the map was messy and printed with smeared ink that made it nearly unreadable except for big things like the gym and library, but those were pretty easy to find on their own. Sighing, Mick crumpled up the map and tossed it into the recycling bin. Yeah, he recycled. Every time he had recyclables.
Mick puffed out his cheeks and wandered until he saw a small group of people with two guys that appeared to be wrestling. Mick approached nervously, running a hand through his hair. He cleared his threat when he approached the group before opening up the schedule on his phone. "Uh, hey, guys. I'm new around here. Name's Mick. I was wondering if you guys could help me find my classes?" Mick hoped he appeared more confident than he felt.
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Post by αυяσяα ησx on Oct 11, 2017 23:03:07 GMT -5
{I know there is a list that's kind of like a bucket list?? But I don't know the specifics other than Ezra gave it to her}
Kris rubbed her forehead and sighed again. "It shouldn't be a surprise when people don't push you after you say you don't drink," she muttered. She shook her head and listened with a heavy heart as Jordan kept talking. She really couldn't blame her for her high expectations. Kris was rather biased, so that's why she hadn't liked Kyle as soon as she found out his position in the school hierarchy, but he hadn't exactly been bad if she looked at him without bias.
"You should look after yourself, yes, but don't be afraid to ask for help," she said wisely. "It's always good to grow and heal on your own, but being with people and using them as a bit of a crutch doesn't hurt. I know you like being around people, anyway. I'm always here to offer my advice."
"You can always learn to ride a motorcycle on your own," she added. "You don't need him. Just look up like, 'motorcycle lessons' online and do that. It might cost money, but you can still do it." She knew it was something Jordan must have wanted to do. She didn't want her to abandon the idea just because of Kyle. A relationship shouldn't be the deciding factor of it, at the very least.
"If I go with you, I might just punch him," Kris said, then paused thoughtfully. "...And that is exactly why I should go." She grinned, only half-joking. She would be totally happy to punch Kyle. She knew how to throw a punch. "I think telling him, face to face, is the best way to make it firm. I'll be there to slap some sense in you if you start to waver." She had no doubt that Kyle would try to be manipulative. He would likely try to use charming words, but Kris was pretty sure her hatred for him would overpower that. "And hey! You can always transfer to Westbrook!"
{Jesus I can never write responses as long as yours blehhh}
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Oct 11, 2017 23:08:24 GMT -5
Lurks)
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Post by αυяσяα ησx on Oct 11, 2017 23:13:43 GMT -5
{Hehe, sorry, Clay's mine ^.^ }
Conan and Clay paused as they heard him, both looking up at him. Conan looked somewhat surprised, somewhat annoyed--but only at Clay--while Clay just looked gleeful all of a sudden. Clay let go of Conan and grinned widely as he marched up to him.
"Hello new student!" he said. "Sure, we'll be happy to help!"
"Who's 'we'?" Conan muttered.
"You're cute," Tara hummed. Johanna slapped her over the head.
"We're absolutely going to help!" Clay said, a bit more aggressively as he glanced meaningfully at Conan. He always made Conan do things with him, and Conan went along with it because he knew it was a futile effort. And not that they would say anything on fear of death, but the girls knew it was because he would do anything for any of them. He had just gotten more clingy after Elita, who he had been closest with. It was more cute than annoying.
Johanna and Alya grabbed Tara's arms before she could offer her assistance as well and inevitably try to flirt. It would probably not end well. "Well, we, unfortunately, have to go," Johanna said. "We'll see you boys later?" Conan nodded and the girls left with Tara pouting as she was dragged away.
"Well!" Clay said, entirely unsurprised. His grin hadn't even fallen. "We'll be happy to show you around! I'm Clay, and Pouty McGrumpy over here is Conan!" He threw an arm around Conan, who hissed and glared but didn't throw him off like he would have for anyone that wasn't the girls.
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Post by . on Oct 11, 2017 23:17:24 GMT -5
(That's pretty much it. Jordan was actually really shy as a child and Ezra gave her the list to get her out of her shell. After he died, she made it her personal goal to finish everything in the list)
"East Grove is filled with rich kids who's parents couldn't care less," she said. "It's a bit of a surprise when it comes to them." That wasn't totally true. A lot of them had a lot of money, but also plenty of people had loving parents. It was more of a 'my child can do no wrong' thing. Jordan's parents kept her enrolled at East Grove because the school had more money and was simply better. Better teachers. Better facilities. Better food. Jordan hadn't argued much, knowing her parents were doing it for her own good, but she'd always been out of place. Her parents had enough money, but not as much as the majority of the East Grove kids. Kyle's house was pretty massive and Jordan was going to miss it. Plus, the cook and butler were great people.
"Ugh why is everything so complicated? Why can't we just all chill and get tattoos or something together?" she groaned. That would be Jordan's ideal world. Everyone getting along and helping her with her list. "Plus, I'm not good at that whole healing and growing thing." She didn't have time for it. At least, that's how Jordan saw it. She was always moving onto the next thing. She didn't want to take time to rest and do all that other stuff hat was supposed to be good for her.
"Kyle's was free and easier. I don't want to sit through a whole class when he can easily tell me what to do and then I can just take his for a spin," she said, though what better way to show him that he wasn't needed anymore?
"Ugh, can't you just live my life for me and do all the hard stuff like telling Kyle to go get a life?" she asked, frowning up at the ceiling. "When should we go talk to him? I'm sure he'd have no problem skipping out on school to come meet us," she said. "Also, Kyle almost got me arrested, and I figured you should know that. Plus on our last date before-" she paused and corrected herself, "on our last date ever, he ditched me during dinner so I had to cover his meal too. I have no problem paying for food on a date, but just ditching? He was waiting at his car and claimed he just forgot his wallet and I didn't question it, but now I am."
(Thanks? I think? XD)
(Also I totally didn't base East Grove off of my high school's rival. Stuck up rich kids)
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Post by . on Oct 11, 2017 23:26:57 GMT -5
(As long as you don't hurt him you can have him. If you hurt him I'll have to take him away and protect him XD)
Mick looked between them all, wondering if he had disturbed the wrong kind of group. Then he heard one of the girls call him cute and he blushed. Man, he hated how easily he blushed. "Uh, thanks?" he asked, watching as she was dragged away by the other girls.
"Uh, nice to meet you guys," Mick said. He pulled up the schedule on his phone and handed it to Clay. He seemed a bit nicer than Conan. "Um, i have no idea where any of my classes are, so if you guys could show me, that'd be great. Or, uh, let me know if we have any classes together. I don't really know anyone yet," he said with a nervous laugh.
Then he had an idea. These guys might know Elita or where she spends her time at school. "Actually, I went out to get pizza with the girl yesterday. Do you guys know Elita or where she might be?" he asked. Part of him was disappointed that he didn't get her last name, but he also figured there weren't many Elitas in the school. It seemed like a unique name. More unique than Michael. That was part of the reason Mick liked Mick better than Michael or Mike or Mikey.
"I, uh, we went out to get pizza yesterday and I bought her some flowers. She seemed really cool, but I forgot to ask to see her schedule or if she wanted to meet up and show me around today," he said, shuffling his feet a bit. He was sure the boys must know who she is, but how close they were to her was the real question. Of course, he just assumed that she went to this school. It hadn't crossed his mind that she could be old enough to have graduated already or that she would've dropped out.
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Post by . on Oct 11, 2017 23:27:14 GMT -5
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Post by . on Oct 11, 2017 23:31:11 GMT -5
Wips
Carter Sullivan | Male | 18 | Ariat
Carter is a tall, slim boy with a little muscle on his body. His hair is light brown and cut short, but always styled carefully, as Carter takes great pride in his looks. His eyes are baby blue and his skin is soft and pale. Cared normally wears tee shirts and jeans, though he also has his old and worn leather jacket for cold weather and his lucky braided bracelet from his grandfather. Carter is a bit of a rebel, but not the bad type. He's always ready to stand up for himself or his friends, even if it means going against authority. He's been known to cause trouble, but nothing permanent or too expensive to fix. He's also a bit hot headed and stubborn, with a temper he's trying to learn to control. He lives with his older cousin.
Amelia's twin brother | Carter dropped out to fulfill his dream of being an actor
Amelia Sullivan | Female | 18/Senior | Ariat
Description, including personality, etc. Maybe a little bit about their past, too.
Carter's twin sister | Other
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Oct 11, 2017 23:41:31 GMT -5
Sup?)
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Post by . on Oct 11, 2017 23:43:12 GMT -5
(Nothing just working on forms. You?)
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Post by αυяσяα ησx on Oct 11, 2017 23:56:19 GMT -5
"That's why I don't know why you still go to that school," Kris said, shaking her head. They all seemed way too obnoxious for her to even want to go near. She wasn't even all that into Westbrook as a school--she just really didn't like East Grove kids. Maybe it was the Westbrook influence in her, but she maintained her bias. She was relatively well-off herself, but they all seemed too spoiled for her.
"Unfortunately, humans don't all share collective minds," she sighed. "There's always conflict and issues and it sucks. But nobody is exactly good at the 'healing' thing. It's a long process and from what I've read, it's extremely hard to even notice if it's working. But 'time heals all wounds' is the truth if you make the active effort to get better. Healing is always different. It's just a matter of being patient with yourself." Patience wasn't really something Jordan was good at, but Kris would be there to help. She honestly didn't know where she got her information--it must have been in some books or something--but it sounded right to her.
"Sooner we see him, the better, but only if you really want to," she said cautiously. If Jordan wasn't ready to face him with at least a facade of confidence, then she wouldn't push it. That might make her a bit of a pushover though.
"Wait, what?" Kris shook her head in slight shock. "That's.... no. That's not okay. First, he shouldn't be risking you like that. Second, that's a horrible move and I'm questioning that too. If he had forgotten his wallet, he would have told you rather than leave. I don't believe him for a second and he's absolutely horrible. You deserve so much better." Everyone who knew Kris knew her thoughts on illegal activity. It was okay as long as there was little risk or it wasn't all that big, but doing something to the point where Jordan almost got arrested was just not okay to her.
{Omg. I don't even know my school's rival tbh}
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Post by αυяσяα ησx on Oct 12, 2017 0:11:30 GMT -5
(As long as you don't hurt him you can have him. If you hurt him I'll have to take him away and protect him XD) Mick looked between them all, wondering if he had disturbed the wrong kind of group. Then he heard one of the girls call him cute and he blushed. Man, he hated how easily he blushed. "Uh, thanks?" he asked, watching as she was dragged away by the other girls. "Uh, nice to meet you guys," Mick said. He pulled up the schedule on his phone and handed it to Clay. He seemed a bit nicer than Conan. "Um, i have no idea where any of my classes are, so if you guys could show me, that'd be great. Or, uh, let me know if we have any classes together. I don't really know anyone yet," he said with a nervous laugh. Then he had an idea. These guys might know Elita or where she spends her time at school. "Actually, I went out to get pizza with the girl yesterday. Do you guys know Elita or where she might be?" he asked. Part of him was disappointed that he didn't get her last name, but he also figured there weren't many Elitas in the school. It seemed like a unique name. More unique than Michael. That was part of the reason Mick liked Mick better than Michael or Mike or Mikey. "I, uh, we went out to get pizza yesterday and I bought her some flowers. She seemed really cool, but I forgot to ask to see her schedule or if she wanted to meet up and show me around today," he said, shuffling his feet a bit. He was sure the boys must know who she is, but how close they were to her was the real question. Of course, he just assumed that she went to this school. It hadn't crossed his mind that she could be old enough to have graduated already or that she would've dropped out. {I think he's safe for now loll. I have no angst in mind for him XD } Clay looked at the schedule, humming somewhat. He knew where pretty much everything was in the school, so it wouldn't be hard to figure out. Conan stood to the side, looking disgruntled. He was trying to put his hair back in its neat style and straighten out his clothes after Clay had tackled him. They both froze as they heard Elita's name. Clay's face suddenly went blank, but he didn't look up from the phone. He was just shocked. Conan stared at Mick. They talked about Elita every so often, wishing to talk to her, but outside of their group, they never heard her name. They especially hadn't expected a stranger to know of her. "Elita?" Conan said, suddenly in front of Mick. He looked uncharacteristically aggressive. "Elita Ramos? Short, cute, long black hair and glasses? That Elita? Where is she? How do you know her? Is she okay? Did she look healthy? Did she look happy or was she tired? What's she doing? Why did you buy her flowers? Is she okay?" Conan had been Elita's best friend. They had known each other since elementary school. They had bonded over books. He would always worry about her, even after she had completely cut contact. "Conan." Clay looked up from the phone and put a hand on his friend's shoulder before he started yelling. Conan deflated and backed down, scowling. Clay smiled at Mick, but it was softer than his wide grin of before. It was probably fake. "Elita dropped out last year," he explained softly. "We haven't seen her since, but you said you went out with her? We haven't been able to contact her since she left. Could you tell us where she's been? And did she look..." He tried to find a word. "content? We've been worried." He wouldn't explain the situation. That was Elita's to share, not theirs, but he did want to know how she was. They hadn't been as close, but the whole group was already pretty close to one another. They would have to tell the girls. |
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Post by . on Oct 12, 2017 0:12:09 GMT -5
"My parents think it's good for me. I don't want to argue because I know they care," she said. She didn't like the people there for the most part, but she hadn't truly had any problems since all of this Kyle stuff had started. "Plus she did have school pride that just came along with playing softball. She wasn't even sure she'd be able to make the team if she transferred to Westbrook. Or if she'd be that good. She knew East Grove hired the best professional coaches around to make their teams looked good. It worked. She just hoped she had enough skill to make it at the other school if she ended up transferring some day.
"Now you're starting to sound like one of those books the people at the bookstore are alway trying to get my mom to buy," she said. There was nothing wrong with her mom, but the people at the bookstore seemed to like pushing those healing books on their customers. Jordan was sure the next time she showed up they'd be pushing those hooks on her. She didn't need them when she had Kris around to tell her what to do and what not to do. In fact, she was really the only person that Jordan allowed to tell her what to do. It was because she trusted Kris and knew she wouldn't hurt her.
"I don't want to, but I need to. If it was up to me, I'd never see his stupid face again," she said with a sigh. She thought about her phone downstairs, and how she had only recently changed her wallpaper to a picture of her and Kris, replacing the picture of her and Kyle. "Plus, you're there to back me up and if things go south, I'll pretend to be distracted and you can punch him."
"He stole a pair of expensive shoes and left them with me. I fought it and luckily the store had footage of Kyle taking them and leaving. His parents had enough money to keep it quiet so he didn't lose out on his scholarship or anything," she said. She had went to the store as soon as she found out the shoes were stolen. She wasn't a huge fan of doing illegal stuff unless it would help her with her list, though Ezra hadn't left her with much illegal stuff. "I think that's when I started to have my doubts about Kyle."
"Maybe I just need to find a new guy to get over Kyle. That's a thing, right?" She asked, though she didn't want to find someone just to use while she felt better. She didn't want to break anyone's heart.
(Our school had a massive rivalry and they're like super rich and my school wasn't so I'm kind of basing East Grove off of our rivals. Stuck up rich kids that used money to get where they weee in academics and athletics)
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Post by . on Oct 12, 2017 0:23:38 GMT -5
(Good. He deserves to be happy. I'm probably gonna go to bed for the night)
Mick stepped back when he saw their reactions to her name. Oh boy, had he messed up? That wouldn't be good. He wanted to make friends, not enemies.
Mick stepped back once again when he was assaulted by Conan's onslaught of questions. Had they had a thing?
"Uh, yeah, that's the one," he said, clearing his throat and trying to recall all the details of yesterday. "Well, it was my sister's birthday so I went to the flower shop to get stuff for her and my mom. Elita was talking to another guy, but it didn't seem like it was more than friendly chit chat, so I told her to pick out a third bouquet of her favorite flowers. Then I gave them to her. We chatted a bit and I got her number and went to bring the flowers to my sister. Then i went back to the shop and picked her up and we headed out and got pizza," he said with a shrug. "I mean, she seemed content to me. Nothing seemed odd, but I don't know her to know if there was anything uncharacteristic for her," he said, and then turned to listen to Clay. His eyes widened when he heard that she dropped out. Part of him wanted to text her, but he decided to at least wait until he got home from school.
"I mean, I can totally check up on her if you guys want. I'm not gonna go probing into her personal life, but I can keep an eye on her," he said, a bit confused by the whole situation. He'd have to go talk to Elita and figure everything out. "We had a good time and I was planning on asking her out again." He kinda shuffled his feet, feeling a bit more unsure of himself. It sounded as if these guys cared about Elita. What if they didn't want him around her? "But that's weird. Is there a reason she hadn't been contacting you? It seems like you guys are pretty close."
"And I don't know a ton. Like I said, it was just kind of a last minute thing. I have her the flowers and decided that I might as well take a chance with a clean slate. She was at that flower shop when I saw her. That's where I picked her up and dropped her off," he said.
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Post by donutkitty12 on Oct 12, 2017 5:25:57 GMT -5
(I hope I get accepted, I worked really hard making Amber and Rocky. I understand blaze might be busy though :3)
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Post by Winona on Oct 12, 2017 8:00:34 GMT -5
((Yes, you can join.))
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Post by Winona on Oct 12, 2017 8:03:01 GMT -5
Should we just assume Ash and Luke had a really fun weekend?) (( Hawkeyes258 Yes, let's assume that. XD Sorry. They had the best night. >.> I would like to rp them hanging out again, though, because I think they'd get along swimmingly.)) |
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Post by Winona on Oct 12, 2017 8:08:47 GMT -5
Winona Maeve stiffened a tad then pasted on a smile. "Who doesn't want to come 'cross the pond and see what the world deems the greatest country?" She cleared her throst snd briskly said, "Where to first, mate?" ((Sorry! >.< I totally, uh, missed this... and then it got swallowed by rping. XD Rosa)) "Greatest country?" Drake echoed and then with a laugh, he shrugged and moved on with the tour. If she thought this place was great, then so be it, but Drake personally liked the idea of possibly going to Ireland. Or anywhere, really, although he did love the city of Westbrook. Plus, it wasn't like he would probably go anywhere with his life, and Drake was alright with that. He would at least be better than his parents -- that was his goal, anyway. "Well, I figure I'll show you the Spanish classroom. I think they also offer German, and then maybe some things on the computer but not a lot of languages." Drake started explaining as he started to come up with the curriculum and allowed classes that Westbrook had that Blaze did not think of beforehand. "After that, we could swing by the gym, the auditorium, the lunch room... and then I can point you in the direction of the math rooms, and then the English rooms and the library, the music room, the art room..." Drake paused and looked at his wrist, although there was most definitely no watch there. "Oh no! We'll have to hurry if we want to get this tour done before first hour!" Although he greeted kids and showed new people around, the teachers would still be mad if he showed up late anywhere. "We'll have to run." He made the executive decision and grabbed Maeve's hand and took off, dragging her down the hallway while dodging people with a lot of "Excuse me!"s being issued. |
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Post by . on Oct 12, 2017 8:12:14 GMT -5
(Hey Blaze! I started on Carter and Amelia. *stil might change her name* did we want to do Jace/Sophia, Mia/Mason (PM), or Chase/Ash? If you're still up for it that is)
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Post by Winona on Oct 12, 2017 8:14:37 GMT -5
((I'm cool with whatever. Probably not Jace/Sophia unless it's lunchtime because Jace doesn't like to leave the music room. XD))
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Post by . on Oct 12, 2017 8:17:50 GMT -5
(Poor awkward Jace XD Wanna do Chase/Ash and Mia/Mason (PM) then?)
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Post by donutkitty12 on Oct 12, 2017 10:13:54 GMT -5
(Yay!i"m so glad i can be apart of this cool roleplay! I'm at school right now but I will rp when I get home. Also, my character forms are by the top of page 45.)
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Post by ᴀᴄʜʀᴏᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ on Oct 12, 2017 10:36:40 GMT -5
(I'm here, just lurking waiting for replies  ) |
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Post by donutkitty12 on Oct 12, 2017 16:30:16 GMT -5
( take my previous statement back, my character forms or actually at the BOTTOM of page 45. Sorry about that Blaze. Anyways I should probably just get onto role-playing! If anybody is here you can start, or if you want me to continue a previous plot I will also do that.)
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Post by ᴀᴄʜʀᴏᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ on Oct 12, 2017 17:10:53 GMT -5
( donutkitty12 If the people that I'm rping with don't come back then I'll rp with you ^.^) |
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