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Name: Amerie Knowles
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Looks: [x]
Personality: Amerie is the best of both worlds, she is quiet and clever, trying hard in school to get good grades, but out of the classroom she is a regular little part animal. She loves to have fun and her playful nature allows that. She enjoys reading and writing, anything from short stories to spending hours writing in her diary. She has a quick temper but to combat that she is always very kind and consoling to those around her.
Bio: Her father died when she was seven so since then it was just her and her mother alone in the city. When Amerie turned elleven her mother came into some money from her grandfather and decided to give her only child the life she could only dream of, so she sent her away to one of the most exclusive boarding schools in the country. Only seeing her mother at the holidays has had a negative effect on Amerie who now prefers to isolate herslef from her previous life and has been known to lie about family circumstances.
Other: Went to dance classes since she was six

Name: Mikaela Johnson.
Age: 16.
Gender: Female.
Looks: Aoi 01 by ~Regelschmerz on deviantART
Personality: Quiet and anti social. Mikaela doesn't try very hard in school, as she doesn't need any qualifications for what she wants to do. She wants to either become a musician, or tattoo and body pierce.
Bio: Her parents are fairly wealthy, so they sent Mikaela to boarding school to make her more lady-like. She has two brothers and two sisters, who are both veery successful business men/women.

It was my first day back after the summer holidays. My mum dropped me off at the front gates. Term started tomorrow. I sighed when I saw the familliar manor school, glad to be home. Those past six weeks at my mum's house had been torture, pure torture.

"Well Ami, that's us. I will see you for christmas?" she said and hugged me, pulling me close to her, the gear stick jabbing me in the ribs.

"Well. I don't know. I will see what the terms entertainment is, I may want to stay for christmas," I reasoned and pulled away, opening the car door and scampering out. I walked round the back and opened the trunk, collecting my rucksack, my school messenger bag and my suitcase. Most of my posesions were still in my dorm room. I would be getting a new room-mate though, my last one Cecelia left school last term.

"I hardly ever see you now Amerie," my mum said wistfully. I had no patience for her.

"Yeah? Whos fault is that?" I said and flounced off through the school gates, leaving her behind.

As we were nearing the school, my mother turned to face me.
"Now Mikaela, we're expecting your grades to improve this year."
I sighed and stared down at my battered white etnies. My jeans were faded at the bottom, I'd need to get new ones while I was here. I noticed a shopping centre not far from here...

I walked into the main foyer of the school and tapped my nails on the desk.

"Hey, Midge. Room Key please, " I said in a bored voice. Midge was really called Marjory Dawkins, and she was the school receptionist, she started here the same year I did and was lovely. She had curly ginger hair and big green eyes, she was a little on the chubby side and had a five year old son, nearly six, called Mackenzie. I met him a few times, he is just like his mum but his pale skin is covered in freckles. He is a cutey though.

"One tic Amerie," she said distractedly. She was reading a leger.

"Look Midge, my hands are breaking here. Key please."

"You know the number, it's on the hook, get it yourself, I'm busy."

"Well," I muttered and grabbed the key for room 29 and wlaked off to the elevators.

I got out of the car and looked up at the school. It looked nice...My parents got out and opened the boot of the car, taking my cases out.
"You go ahead and see your room. We'll get your things."My dad said, putting one of my cases down on the ground.
I nodded and walked up the steps and into the building. I stopped at the office. The woman looked up at me.
"Name?" She asked.
"Mikaela Johnson."I replied,"I transferred here."
The woman nodded,"I see, well, here's your room key..."She handed me the key and a map,"You're room 29."
I nodded and walked away to my room...

I got out on the second floor and walked along to my room, smiling as I entered the last room on the right. It was clean and fresh, my old desktop computer was still there as was most of my clothes and books. I dumped my rucksack and messenger bag onto the bed on the left which was mine, and wheeled my case over underneath the window.

Finally I was home.

I kicked off my trainers and stored them in the bottom of my wardrobe. I looked at my case and decided to start unpacking. My mum cleaned all my clothes for me so all that needed was putting away.

I stored away my pumps and high heels next to my trainers and bundled up my pants and bras and put them in a drawer. I then put my socks in the one under that and my pyjamas under that. I then set about hanging up my shirts, skirts, dresses and jeans. Hard to beleive most of my stuff was still here. I then wheeled my case into the alcove at the side of my wardrobe and unpacked my ruchsack, stuffing my diary under my pillow.

I walked along the corridor and eventually arrived at my room. I could hear my parents not too far behind. I opened the door and saw a girl unpacking her stuff. I smiled,"Uh...Hello."

I looked up to see a gril standing before me. I smiled at her. I put down my bag and stepped over to her, extending my hand warmly.

"Hiya, I'm Amerie, though everyone calls me Ami. I guess your my new room mate?" I said happily

I smiled nervously and shook her hand,"I-I'm Mikaela. Yeah...I am."