Roleplay--details inside.

[adorkable923]

I have decided to make this roleplay more than a neighborhood, or a school, or whatever. It starts in the school day, just a normal school day, but instead of one long forever-going school day, they go home and get to do thing that WE would actually do. So theres everything another city would have-neighborhoods, movies, malls, school, etc.

Skill level: Free for all, but try to be semi-literate.

/Begin\

Carmen walked down the hallway of the highschool that trapped her in for 7 hours 5 days a week. Her hazel eyes subtly looked around. Looking for any face she could start a conversation with, anything to keep her from her next class, chemistry. She flipped part of her brunette hair over her shoulder. Carmen wore tight blue jean pants and a shirt that said "My Carma ran over my Dogma" Not only did she love the quote, but since her name was Carmen she could also go by "carma". Carmen was part Puerto Rican, Brittish, Irish and Canadian. The puerto rican in her gave her curves and a nice tan, but the irish and english made her not necesarily, dark. The Irish in her also gave her brunette hair a little bit of red. At seventeen she was a junior at James Garfield High. She walked up to her locker. She hadn't seen anyone to stall-talk with, yet. She thought about why she even considered taking chemistry, let alone AP chem. as her delicate fingers twisted her combonation lock.

[aarzu]

(I think I'll start as a guy here.)

Jake rolled his eyes as he headed off to AP Chemistry. He was one of those guys that was smart, but didn't really work hard for it. He didn't skip doing his homework, no, he did that, and always got the answers right...but he didn't waste his weeknights studying long hours for a test. Even if it did count for 50% of his final grade. Jake might skim his notes over, but being present in class taught him enough to not need to study.

His feet carried him into the room and Jake quickly chose a seat in the back, propping his legs up on the desk as he waited for the other students to file in.

[adorkable923]

As Carmen grabbed her book out of her locker, and checked in the mirror she realized that everyone one else was either hurrying to class already, or making out by their locker. She gave out a tiny sigh and shut her locker. Reluctant thoughts continued to fill her head as she headed toward AP chemistry. She could, for once, be a rebel and skip? No, she couldn't break her record now. She stepped into AP Chemistry and headed for her seat, avoiding looking at any of the chemical compounds on the board.

[colorangel104]

(ehh i'm a really bad writer but i'll give it a shot)

Mei watched her classmates walk in one by one through her thick rimmed glasses. Like usual, she was the first one there. After the third person walked in, she turned her head to the board. On it were all the chemical compounds. This reminded her of the summer afternoon she memorized them all with her dad. That hot sticky day she spent inside doing random things like clean the house, practice piano and violin for at least 4 hours. Then she got lessons from her father. She continued to ponder about the summers she had with her dad and the lessons he taught her. She thought about how high his expectations were and all the pressure he put on her by making her get good grades. To her and her father, good grades were 100s and above.

[adorkable923]

Carmen reconized a few faces. There was Jake who she had coincidently not sat too far away from, she had always thought he was great eye candy. Then there was Mei, who was actually looking at the chemical compounds on the board. It made Carmen somewhat curious at what she could find so interesting to look at them for, she looked at the board but soon got bored of it and looked through her new blank notebook. A blank notebook always seemed new, good and fresh to Carmen.

[colorangel104]

After studying the compounds for a while, Mei began to get dizzy. The little letters were getting hard to concentrate on. After a while, they looked like cartoon characters from a Disney movie. Maybe Snow White and the seven dwarves. She took off her glasses and tried to get rid of the annoying head ache she was getting. Father had told her not to overwork herself but it was hard. She loved doing all the extra work. Like volunteer at a soup kitchen for a few hours on her weekend, help tutor kids, and the only thing she got paid for to do was play piano at this furniture store for two hours straight.

She eyed the room carefully and saw Jake who seemed like he had an easy life. Sometimes she wished she could be just like him and be carefree about his grades though he gets good ones too.

[adorkable923]

Carmen was a bit surprised how the teacher was late to class not in class and yet there was no social interaction. Carmen didn't like to approach people, but when someone approached her and made her feel comfortable she could be a vivavicious, outgoing, social butterfly. And a bit of a flirt.

[short n lost]

(I'm not really good at this so don't say anything if I suck)

Kasey walked into the classroom with her books in her hand. She looked around, there weren't many people around. She just stood there at the doorway not knowing what to do. She had just moved here a couple days ago and hadn't made any friends yet.

[adorkable923]

Carmen noticed a girl standing in the doorway. She looked a little uncomfortable, she must be new, Carmen thought.

"You can come in" She said openly, her more outgoing side taking over, "the teacher will be here soon. Sometimes they deserve the tardy slips more than the students, thought."

[imported_over_dramatized]

Kicking her foot at the door, it slammed open, and a tall girl walked in. Her feet were covered with black chunky boots. She wore much-too-big black t-shirt, covered by a black leather jacket, and some navy blue jeans. Her dirty blonde hair had a black and white woolen cap that covered her ears. As she clomped past the lockers, you could see her blue eyes had a burning fire in them.

This was Zoya.

She went past some doors, then came to one that had the door open and a girl standing by it. New girl? Zoya thought to herself. But she didn't care if she was new or old. She pushed past the girl, not even saying Excuse me, and plopped down in a seat, putting her feet on the desk.

"Hey, where's the old hag?" she asked her surrounding classmates that were either studying or talking or just sitting there like morons.

Why didn't I just skip today? She thought rolling her eyes, and then remembered the fight she and her father had this morning about skipping. Glancing around, she noticed nobody had changed. They were still the unoriginal losers. And they always would be.

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Mm! Bad girl!