open RP school type
 

okay so this is an open RP... and this will be my second ever time of doing this, so if I suck I'm sorry D:
but anyone can post in this! :D if you have a next bit to write please do write down what you have ^^'

so to begin itttttt...

He walked into school, hand wrapped tightly on his shoulder bag, consisting of books he'd need for that day to make it through his classes smoothly. He looked toward the ground as he walked, his mind smothered with a thousand different thoughts. He stopped. He couldn't walk any further as something, someone was blocking his route.


(This is set in middleschool? Like the finishig of it)

She stomped in through the doors of the school, combat boots thudding against the ground. She glanced around the hall, spotting a familiar sight. She rolled her eyes and walked over, two boys were standing right next to each other. One had his muscular arms crossed over his chest, almost glaring down at the other boy. "Leave off Marcus," she said, glowering at the school's resident bully.

He turned as he heard someone actually defend him. The death grip he had on his bag loosened - he wasn't as tense anymore.
"Hi there" he spoke nervously at the girl who - not being sexist - had to stop Marcus from his emotional blackmail of sorts.

"Don't thank me yet," She replied sharply, before turning her attention back to Marcus. She poked her finger into his chest, "What did I tell you about messing with the new kids? You mess with them, you mess with me." She grinned wickedly, and crossed her arms over her chest, "And that's something you definitely don't want."

(What grade is it?)

He looked at the girl and her courage to stand up to him. Well... it does seem like she knows him... and it does seem like she's a lot more dominant than this Marcus guy. He felt kind of ashamed when he heard 'new kids' he hated being the new kid. He was almost scared of her by the time she'd finished speaking to 'Marcus' ...more like douchebag he thought.

(errrrrrr.... how ever you want to make it? i dont like making discions D: what would you like? we'll do that.)

((Almost out of middle school might be a good idea.))

For several seconds, she and Marcus just stared at each other, until Marcus left with a grumble. She finally turned to look at the guy she had 'saved'. "Just ignore Marcus, he can be a bit of an a-" she cut off when she saw a teacher walk by, "donkey."

(alrighhtt awesome. AND LOL YOUR POST XD)

He started to laugh a little, before he realised that she was serious, he contained his humor after that, but couldn't help but smile for a little bit longer.
"Well I just want to say thank you. I hate being new..." he muttered the last part under his breath, almost in a world of his own, before his head shot up again.
"I didn't even introduce myself... I'm Daniel" he smiled at her, trying to show that he was friendly, he was nice, that secretly he always wanted her to be on his side, if this situation were to occur again.

He watched as she looked around herself
What was she checking for?
She sounded almost as if she had no interest in speaking to him, which didn't surprise him in the slightest.
"Nice to meet you, Miranda, and erm, I think I'm okay... don't worry about it" he tried to smile at her meaningfully. He was actually okay with his classes. He looked at the small map of the large school and didn't understand how to get there, at all. He'd said he was fine already, he couldn't go against it now.
Stupid, stupid, stupid he thought to himself as he realised how unlogical he really was.

He looked up at her from his too-small-to-see map. She was new once too... waiti of course she was.
He mentally slapped himself before replying. "Where are the music rooms? I mean, can read this i know where, just... How do I get there?" he asked nervously, offering Miranda the minature map.

Miranda glanced at the map, rolled her eyes, and handed it back. "First off, which music room, chorus or band? They're practically across the school from each other," she started to explain to him, when the bell started to ring for school to start. With a groan, she shook her head, "We'll have to go to the main office, see if they have a pass for me, so I can be your 'personal tour guide!' "

((I'm going to have to get off soon, so I'm afraid this is my last post of the night. I'll be back in the morning!))

Helen ran to school as quickly as possible hopping not to be late, since she did get late quite a few times already, as she walked in she saw two people looking at maps and stuff.

He looked at her with surprise. He was from England and didn't know that there were two different types of music areas, which supposidly did different things.
Whichever one has my music lesson.. He thought to himself.
He had no idea as to where he had to go, so he nodded and agreed to her idea of being his personal tour guide, Heaven knows he needed it The slight excitement that she gained from when saying that she would, made him smile to one side, only trying to stop himself as he wasn't sure how she'd react to it, if she'd fine offence to it.

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(ohhh.. i gtg now too, got money things to sort out soooonn... peace x)

She saw some other weird people, bashing their locker doors. And saw the school bully running away from something "Pretty weird." she said in a really soft voice.

Aysel walked into the high school, her tattered black Converse hitting the ground softly. She glanced over to her twin brother, Mason, and gave him a nervous look. She was very friendly and outgoing, but new settings made her uneasy until she got used to them. She giggled to herself as a large figure ran off from a smaller one. "Aren't you nervous?" She asked her brother, an eyebrow raised.
"No. Stop being nervous, you're gonna do fine," Mason said and smiled at her. He and his sister had moved from Germany to here over the summer, and it was a bit rougher on Aysel. He patted her shoulder reassuringly as they continued walking down the hall. He watched what looked the school bully running away from someone, and he snickered.

He watched as there seemed to be a lot more people filling the corridors as he walked to try and recieve a personal tour of the school, hoping it'd help in some sort of way.
Where did all these people come from?

Miranda looked nervously at all the people filling into the school, she did not do well in crowds. "Come on, I'll take you to your first class," she offered to Daniel, eager to get out of the flow of students.

Daniel was slightly surprised with the sudden urge to leave,
"Oh! Um okay!" He scurried behind her, trying to move quickly
I wonder what's up with her...
"My first class is music... and the reason I didn't answer which music thingy I wanted to go to was for the reason that in England, we don't have that," he tried to respond, but was e
becoming out of breath fast.

Miranda nodded, stopping just to the side of the principal's office. "May I see your schedule, it should say Music A/B, depending on which one it is," she told him. She watched the open door of the principal's room cautiously, she didn't want the grouchy old lady to come out here and see her. 'She'll probably think I'm ditching again,' she thought with a sigh.

He searches through his grey shoulder bag to find his timetable. Once found, he hands the schedule to her, looking as if she didn't really want to be here.
Well so much for making new friends on the first day... He thought to himself.
"Oh, here's my schedule"

((XD I fell really sorry for this guy, but I can't help but laugh at him!))

Miranda gently grabbed the schedule, scanning it with her light brown eyes. Said eyes widened, as she realized something. "No freaking way, you share like four of my classes!" she told him, raising her gaze to look him in the eye.

( HE'S MEANT TO BE NERDY AND THINGS XD shutup xDDDD)

"Oh I do? That's awesome" He smiled sweetly back at her.
loads of classes with a girl who hates me nd doesnt even NOW me? he thought slightly distressed.
"What classes do we share? Music preferably?" He said, murmuring thwe last part to himself more than to Miranda.

((What music class will they take? I've been in Chorus, so I could probably help describe the lessons.))

"Music, math, p.e., and science," Miranda told him, marking them off on her hands. She frowned, and blew a stray hair out of her face, 'Classes with the new kid, see, this is what I get for trying to be nice!' She cracked her knuckles, before remembering where she was, 'Crap...'

((Principal time?))