Welcome to Hich School!



Here, you will learn a lot about yourself and others as well as get a great education.

The rules are simple:
-no godmodding
-keep it pg16
-romance is encouraged
-no fighting
-no one liners
-pm me the profiles titled "prison"
-have fun!
(if these rules cannot be followed then you will be expelled)

there are three main groups in the school: The jocks, the preps and the outcast.

Just fill out the form below and send it to the Dean of Students and you'll be on your way to a brighter future!

Profile Skeleton:

My name is :: (name)
I am :: (age)
This makes me a :: (freshman, sophmore, junior, senior)
My title is :: (jock, prep, outcast)
My hobbies are :: (hobbies)
Take a good look :: (real picture)

Accepted Students:

My name is :: Jackson
I am :: 18
This makes me a :: Senior
My title is :: Outcast
My hobbies are :: singing, scarring others, trying to hide my secret
Take a good look ::

Originally Posted by Soturo Ayami

My name is :: Shaza Tu
I am :: 19
This makes me a :: senior
My title is :: Jock
My hobbies are :: basket ball, dancing/music, cooking, keeping busy, video games, playing guitar
Take a good look ::Shaza

Originally Posted by DarkAngel562415

My name is :: Selena McKnight
I am :: 16
This makes me a :: Junior
My title is :: Outcast
My hobbies are :: Reading, Drawing, and playing her guitar
Take a good look ::

Reserved for.... fun stuff!!! XD

(can I join)

Where do we start?

((anywhere i suppose... :3
morning, right before school))

Jackson woke up to the sound of his stereo turning on. He got out of bed, yawned and stretched and walked over to his shower. The boy got in and took a 5 minute shower and got out, drying off. He combed his hair and put jell in it. he then went for his contacts and makeup.
After getting dressed, he walked down stairs and grabbed an apple. Jack said his goodbyes to his parents and walked out to his black kawasaki ninja. mounting it, he put his apple in his backpack and his helmet on. He drove off to school at the speed of light.

Selena got up around 5:30 by the sound of her alarm. She got up and went to go take a 10 minute shower and started to blowdry her hair. She did her make-up for about 15 minutes, got dressed, grabbed a quick breakfast, her keys and went out to her mustang. She got her lincese eariler so she was able to drive to school. Getting into her car and changed it to her favorite radio station before driving off.

Upon getting to school, Jack parked his bike and got off, making sure to lock the front wheel so that it can't be stollen. He took his helmet off and walked up on the sidewalk to go into school. He was greatful that it was his senior year and the last year he will ever have to see this misserable place.

Selena pulls up into the student drive way and parks her car. Setting the alarm she grabs her things and starts to walk to the front of the school. She didnt really feel like taking her sun glasses off so she kept them on until her first period.

It was six o clock when the alarm went off but Shaza was already up with her guitar. She hadn't slept more then four hours last night having stayed up to watch the moon. It wasn't any different today then it had been the day before. She strummed the last bit of music from her strings then put the instrument down.

She sighed at the wall reaching over to shut the annoying appliance off. There wasn't much to do mornings except maybe eat. Thinking of food made her hungry and she got up and stretched before heading down stairs to get something to eat. The family was out of town this week, it was nice to have the house to herself. She grabbed an apple and milk from the fridge on the way to the counter, setting the milk down so she could grab a bowl and some cereal. A normal day it seemed.

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Since her parents weren't home she figured it was alright to take dads motor bike for once. It was a little bike, red with silver trim and dust and dirt speckled over it. For all its dirt and grime it was an excellent ride. Shaking her head she took the keys out of the drawer and grabbed a helmet and jacket. She threw her leg over the bike, her backpack hitting her heavily in the back. Shaza revved the engine and was gone out of the garage.

All right it was time for hell...

Jackson got to his locker and opened it. The same locker he's had for three years now so the combinations was a breeze to him. The teen set his helmet inside on the top and then put his bag in side for a brief moment while he made sure he had things that he would need. It was the first day of school so there were no books to worry about yet.
He put his backpack over his right shoulder, closed his locker and walked to the commons. He sat down at a table by himself waiting for the place to fill in with other students.

Pulling into the parking lot Shaza skidded to a stop. She was going to fast to be pulling a stunt like that. Deftly she took her helmet off and looked over the bike. It seemed in good shape still. She sighed with relief and got off the bike and locking it to a post.

School looked just as boring as it had the last year and he year before that and the year before that. Sometimes she missed the days in middle school when she enjoyed learning and coming to this hell hole. Now she was just here out of necessity. If it weren't for the fact it was her last year and she had a math and basket ball scholarship waiting for her at the end of the graduation stage she'd have bolted. Or at least stayed home.

Shaking her head she goes through the halls ignoring her locker. She almost never used it anyway preferring her gym locker to the ones in the halls. It was just a bit too open for her. The school commons was her destination as she'd get to relax before the day started.

She wasn't expecting any one to be here this early but they were. It was someone she'd seen before in her graduating class maybe. He stood out for sure. He was one of those individualists. She shook her head taking a seat at a table. 'Remember you're an individual, just like everyone else' She thought throwing her bag on the table.

Jackson looked over at Shaza as she made a seen of sitting down. he stared at her for a minute or at least it seemed to be a minute and then looked back down at his bookbag. He pulled a notebook out and began writting in it. His hand movements were quick and carefree as he scribbled some things out and wrote again; his foot tapping to nothing but in a rythm noticable enough for any musician to hear.

Shaza pulled a basket ball out of her bag. It was early so she might as well get some ball handling in while she had time. Though it was funny seeing her bag try to bounce away. She had only the ball and a few notebooks to start this year because she was being lazy and reusing the ones she had from last year.

She tossed the ball back and forth between her hands then moved to rolling it over her arm and tossing it in the air. Anything she could do to get the ball to move and not hit the ground or table she did. She could hear the slight beat that was being made a little ways away from her so she decided she might as well do the same. Every half beat she would drop the bag let it bounce then grab it again and wait for another chance to step in.

Music was definitely a center in this school. This place was boring but as long as it had a music program it didn't suck as bad as it could.
As it was she was just ignoring the other kids and enjoying the beat even started tapping her foot while handling the ball. This was actually good practice for her trying to keep control of the ball and stay on beat at the same time.

Selena walks to her locker and puts her backpack in it. She took out her binder and grabbed a pen and a pencil before closing it, locking it, and walking off to the commons. She noticed that it was almost full and went over to a guy who was sitting by himself. "Is it ok if I seat here?" She says brushing her bangs out of her eyes.

Jackson looked up from his notebook at the girl. His red contacts piercing into her eyes. "I don't care," he said, then looked back down at the paper he was scribbling on. his foot had stopped tapping and he looked over at Shaza to see if she was still going.

Yeah Shaza was still tapping away at the beat. She found she enjoyed doing things like this. The next she practiced she'd have her head phones in and see if she could follow how fast or slow the beat would go. When the beat ended she switched to a different one only now she added clapping to it. Something else to work with her concentration every few beats she would clap or slap her hand against her knee.

She knew people were looking but it didn't matter as long as she didn't get in trouble for it she'd continue. It was after a while that she began to hum as well. It was one of her favorite songs. Wrong Way by Creed. She figured she'd stick with the drum beat. A smirk was set on her face as she kept beat and she was bobbing her head to it.

Of course someone was going to get annoyed at some point. About around the end of the song someone actually bumped into the table and startled her and she caught the ball so it wouldn't bounce away. She glared up at them faking like she was going to throw the ball at them. And it would hurt too Shaza was pretty strong. They backed off. She glanced over at the boy from earlier. He was looking at her as well and there was another person sitting at the table with him.

She just nodded at him before shoving the ball back into her bag.

Jackson smiled at her and looked back to his papers. He knew what song she was listening to, it was obvious.
Finishing a line, Jackson closed the notebook and put it in his bag. "I'm Jackson," he said to the girl at the table with him. He was looking at her quietly.

Selena looks up at Jackson "Im Selena" She says putting her backpack down beside her "I've noticed that you keep staring at the girl with the ball"

"Just looked," he stated. He took a deep breath and cracked his neck. "So what grade you in?" Jackson didn't really like making small talk, he'd prefer to talk about something more interesting like music. But since he didn't know her, he started with the basics.

Shaza just stared into the room. There were people here, but no one she really wanted to talk to. That one kid seemed interesting enough but he was currently occupied. She was never one to over step boundaries. Maybe they new each other, maybe they didn't. She wasn't listening in on their conversation so that was a moot point, not her business.

None of the girls from the basket ball team were here, probably in the gym right now for practice. Shaza knew she should be there at the moment but she found that she didn't want to go to practice this morning. It was irritating to listen to their coach and she felt secure enough in her position to miss a few practices before the season started. It wasn't like she couldn't practice on her own.

Sighing she glanced over to the only really interesting thing in the room. He studied the two while they talked. She wasn't one to judge on looks alone for the most part. First impressions are always misleading.

"Im a Junior, you?" Selena asked pulling out her mp3 player and putting one of the headphones into her ear. She could tell that he was kinda uncomfactable so she was going to try her hardest to make him comfactable.

"Senior," he responded. Jack watched as she took out her mp3 player and a headphone in. He took a deep breath again, silent yawn. He took out the apple he placed in his bag earlier and started to eat it.

Selena looks up at him "So what kind of music do you listen to Jackson?"