Broken High School
Where the Bad Kids Go

Bad kids, misunderstood kids, too cool for school kids, Broken High school can fix even the worst kids. Send your kids here and we'll be sure to put them back together again! Our teachers are trained specifically to handle your kids. No matter what it takes, when your children come home they'll be the most best behaved kid in the neighborhood. There's even a child back guarantee! If you don't want them we'll take them back for free! Just kidding but no really, we'll have your kid under control by the time they get out of here.


You Can't Fucking Fix Me

Everyone that comes to school here has an edgy feel to them. Some of them might as well be on Americas Most Wanted and some are here on accident. One thing they all have in common is none of them want to be here. The teachers here suck! But some of the students found love here. When two self destructive students get together is it a recipe for disaster? Only time will tell.

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Rules
-Follow the rules!
-Keep it Pg-13.
-Pick a character from the character section.
-Do not kill other character! Fighting is permitted as long as you do not do so.
-Try to make your post pretty.
-You must submit at least one paragraph per post. Only use one liners if you absolutely must.
-Be literate!
-Romance is encouraged.
-Real pictures only! It doesn't have to be you.
-Try to pick a character you know you can do. Don't pick something and suck at it.
-Don't give cannabis bullshit. She will ban you from the role play.
-Send your profiles to me through pm with 'sunshine' as the header so I know you read the rules.

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x_Characters_x

Chicks

The Drama Queen- She's a preppy chick with an attitude. She's totally into herself. If there's a mirror in the room prepare to be there...for hours. Her get-in-your-face attitude doesn't win her brownie points with most people.

Ms. Suicidal- She's dark and dismal. She'd rather be alone and away from others. Most people get put off by her pessimistic attitude anyway. Maybe she just needs someone to lift her up.

The junkie- She hooked on everything! She drinks, she smokes, and everything in between. Her habits definitely take a toll on her attitude. She's unpredictable! Happy one minute to totally blank to raging mad. This chick has serious issues!

The book worm- She's sweet, she's adorable, and she here on accident. Rumors have been going around the school about how she ended up here but no one knows for sure. Only she knows but she doesn't talk much. That's probably because she doesn't hold much in common with everyone else.

The Shy One-She's cute, she's quiet and no one really knows her because she's so shy. The only thing people really know about her is that something terrible happened and her mother dumped her here.

The Nympho- She's basically a walking slut. She flirts with everything that breaths and wears the skankiest clothing ever. She better watch out because I have a feeling she's not going to have many friends around here.

Gossip girl- The minute she got here it was all talk. She has the latest scope on everyone. No one know how she found out the things she did but she did and now the world knows too.

The Scene chick- Nothing like a happy emo to lighten the mood. She wears bright colors and can rock anything. Her personality is just as bubbly as her clothing.

Ms. Abused- She dates the worst of the worst and loves it. Some people get stuck in bad situations. she places herself into them. One day it's a broken arm and the next it's a black eye but there's always an excuse. "I feel down the stairs. How clumsy of me."

The cheerleader- Rah! Rah! Ok! She's a pretty girl who has to be the center of every ones attention. She's thinks she's all that and a whole lot more. No one knows how she got here or if she's gonna fit in.

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Dudes


The Jock- He's handsome, he's charming, and he's an asshole! Who does this guy think he is?! He parades around the school like he's all high and mighty. Someone should put him in his place!

The Bad Boy- Girls always go for the bad boy. He's a total bad ass! Rumor has it he set a part of the school on fire! I heard his dad's this corporate big guy or something that get him out of trouble but what do I know? Well, all I know is he's pretty hard core.

The Stoner- Seriously, dude? He come to class stoned off your ass everyday! He's pretty chill. He doesn't say much but when he does it's always something insightful and...totally unrelated to the topic at hand.

The Photographer- He's....weird. All he ever does is walk around with that stupid camera and take pictures. He'll even snap a shot of you without asking! Rude! No one really knows him. Who knows? Maybe he's a pretty good guy.

The Emo- Skinny jeans and weird hair dos is what this kid is all about. Rumor has it he's here because he cuts himself and he's been to mental institutes but we could be wrong.Who knows anyway?

The pervert- He's an odd fellow. He'll fuck anything with a vagina. He spends his time making raunchy jokes and trying to hook up with girls way out of his league.[/center]

The Nice Guy- He just an overall great guy. Nice to everyone. He seems perfect. Too perfect. What is he hiding? Sometimes it seems like he's trying too hard to fit it. If he's such a great guy...why is he here?

The Abuser- He's an ass and he doesn't hide it. He needs to be in control one hundred percent of the time. Showing restraint is not something he's good at but it can be done.

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Character Profile Skeleton

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[B]My Friends Call Me[B] [character tag here]

[B]But I'm Just[B] [character name here]

[B]My Alter Ego Is[B] [menewsha name]

[B]I Blew Out This Many Candles[B] [age 14-19]

[B]I'm Into[B] [chicks or dudes(sexuality)]

[B]I Hate That Bitch/Asshole![B] [other character tag]

[B]I'm Crushin' On[B] [other character tag]

[B]No Way I'm Not Staying With Her/Him![B] [same sex character tag(dorm buddy)]

[B]I'm At This Level[B] [grade]

[B]Some Things about Me Are[B] [insert bio]

!Dorms!

Girls
1.The Junkie/ The Drama Queen
2.Ms. Suicidal/ The book Worm

Boys
1.The Stoner/ The photographer
2.

Profiles

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My Friends Call Me [The Junkie]

But I'm Just [Amy Murphy]

My Alter Ego Is [Cannabis Brownies]

I blew out this many candles [18]

I'm Into [chicks & dudes]

I Hate That Bitch/Asshole! [The Drama Queen]

I'm Crushin' On [The Stoner]

No Way I'm Not Staying With Her/Him! [The Drama Queen]

I'm this level! [12]

Some Things about Me Are [Everything's addicting even life but I can't get high off of that so I'll use everything else. One of my favorite hobbies are to get really fucked up and go swimming in the school pool. I'm not really good at school work and I'm usually to dazed to make friend but hey, it's whatever. ]




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Drama Queen My Friends Call Me:Kellz/babez

But I'm Just:Kelly deion Jakes

My Alter Ego Is: chocomokochoco

I Blew Out This Many Candles17

I'm Into: Dudes all for bad Ass's >.<

I Hate That Bitch/Asshole! uhmm don't know untill I meet their mug!

I'm Crushin' On Well if I did have one I would tell you...maybe but really I don't have one gorgous dude yet..I will alright! GOD!

No Way I'm Not Staying With Her/Him! the Junkie

I'm At This Level 12

Some Things about Me Are: I love Cheerleading just 'cause of the outfits duhh!Oh and my moods change sometimes you know..but seriously the reason that I act all..bitch is because my perants split up ages ago and that coursed me to do all sorts of things then shortly after my grand pops died so I acted more like a bitch I am sorry for my languege but WHY did you ask then!..anyway even though I'm like this on the outside doesn't mean on the inside I'm like that I tell you I'm not..I'm messed up but taking it out and basicly being the queen of the school is how I take all the feelings out..its not great is it...ooh and I have a little british silver tabby kitten..NOW go before you see me have a fit!

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My Friends Call Me [The Photographer]

But I'm Just [Daniel Carter]

My Alter Ego Is [Jake Chambers Jr.]

I Blew Out This Many Candles [16]

I'm Into [Chicks, most of the time]

I Hate That Bitch/Asshole! [The Stoner]

I'm Crushin' On [The Drama Queen]

No Way I'm Not Staying With Her/Him! [The Stoner]

I'm At This Level [11th]

Some Things about Me Are [Daniel rolls his eyes, looking at the application form labeled 'Student Section'. He steps up to the desk, a camera swinging back and forth around his neck? "Are you serious? Do I really need to fill out 'Some Things About Me Are' section to attend this school? I don't like to write. Can I just paste some pictures on here?" The secretary just stares at him, with a look on her face expressing that she has heard the protest of a million students when it came to filling out forms. "Tch. Well, maybe if I don't fill it out you can just expel me now and save us both the time of paperwork."

Her lack of response and disapproving stare is enough to make Daniel return to the seat. He simply writes... 'I don't feel I know myself well enough to answer this question' and leaves it at that. He sits, waiting for her to take his forms and assign him to a dorm room.]

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My Friends Call Me [Ms. Suicidal]

But I'm Just [Hayley Deveraux]

My Alter Ego Is [musikfreakx]

I Blew Out This Many Candles [17]

I'm Into [dudes]

I Hate That Bitch/Asshole! [The Drama Queen, The Jock]

I'm Crushin' On [The Bad Boy, kinda the Jock –shh-]

No Way I'm Not Staying With Her/Him! [The book worm)]

I'm At This Level [12]

Some Things about Me Are [I may seem dark and depressed, but really I’m not. Sometimes. My mom died of skin cancer when I was 14, and my dad started abusing the bottle, and me. I’ve been dealing with his emotional and physical abuse for 3 years, and I can’t get help. But, no one knows that besides me. I love to be a dare-devil and do insane things no one else would dare to. Call me what you want, I don’t give a damn. Go ahead, try to understand me. I doubt you will. Once you do, if you do, get to know me, I’ll be loyal until the end. Oh, I have a mildly short temper, so don’t get on my bad side. The secret it, I just need someone to help me see the light again.]


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My Friends Call Me [The Stoner]

But I'm Just [Mason Kade Black]

My Alter Ego Is [musikfreakx]

I Blew Out This Many Candles [18]

I'm Into [The chicks]

I Hate That Bitch/Asshole! [The Photographer]

I'm Crushin' On [Deciding between The Bookworm and The Junkie]

No Way I'm Not Staying With Her/Him! [The Photographer]

I'm At This Level [12]

Some Things about Me Are [I don’t have a lot to say, and I’d like to keep it that way. But I might as well tell you a little story. My father left my little sister, mother, and I when my little sis was born. I don’t forgive the jack*ss and I never will. The drugs keep me from thinking about the past. I’m pretty smart, though no one dares to guess it. I love music and art, and the drugs, but I just like to take things one at a time. No rushing life, man.]

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My Friends Call Me [Bookworm]

But I'm Just [Nellie Grace]

My Alter Ego Is [Xx I-RAWR xX]

I Blew Out This Many Candles [16]

I'm Into [Girls And Boys]

I Hate That Bitch/Asshole! [ I wouldn't quite say hate since that term used quite overused and personally I don't have enough energy to quite hate this person I do have to say I dislike The Junkie]

I'm Crushin' On [N/A]

No Way I'm Not Staying With Her/Him! [The Junkie]

I'm At This Level [11]

Some Things about Me Are [Research,Books,Stories,all things that I enjoy. Even when I'm not off reading,away from the other incompetent human beings you will always find me with something educational in my hands. With the lack of education and more people off doing some type of brain damaging activity I seclude myself from the others,it's much easier that way.

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My Friends Call Me [The Scene Chick]

But I'm Just [Alina MaryJay Staylon]

My Alter Ego Is [BloodyAnnebelle]

I Blew Out This Many Candles [17]

I'm Into [dudes]

I Hate That Bitch/Asshole! [The Abuser]

I'm Crushin' On [Can't say The Stoner or The Emo.]

No Way I'm Not Staying With Her/Him! [Ms. Abused]

I'm At This Level [11th]

Some Things about Me Are [I've lived a pretty damn good life as the way I see things. My family has always been gone and I've always been alone. Except sometimes when I'm with my brother. He's cool when he wants to be. My parents are too much into their jobs and personally I don't care. They try and buy my love. Does it work? Not really. So I often hang with my friends. I can pretty much do anything I want but I'm kind of a lazy ass. So get used to it. Love you! ((:]

[B]My Friends Call Me[B] [The Shy One]

But I'm Just [Nicole Brooks]

My Alter Ego Is [NeonHeights]

I Blew Out This Many Candles [17 1/2]

I'm Into [the one eyed monster baby]

I Hate That Bitch/Asshole! [The Cheerleader]

I'm Crushin' On [The Stoner]

No Way I'm Not Staying With Her/Him! [The Cheerleader]

I'm At This Level [12]

Some Things about Me Are [Okay. So here is the 411. My mom and my dad divorced when I was right around the age of 5. Something about cheating, totaling the car? I don't know. I can barely remember. Well anyway. Even though I'm a shy kid, I'm a big of an experimenter. I smoke cigarettes, I've smoked pot, I've tried acid. All of that. Well she found out and got SUPER pissed. And I mean pissed. She packed my clothes up gave me 200 dollars to start out and kicked me out.

I heard about this school from my grandparents. And it sounded okay actually. So I got on a bus and rode about 3 hours here. I just got here and the weather is amazing, the dorms look awesome, and the guys. I mean food look delicious. Haha.]

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My Friends Call Me [The Nice Guy]

But I'm Just [Sadriel An-Toan Tuyen]

My Alter Ego Is [Keondre Lorano]

I Blew Out This Many Candles [Eighteen]

I'm Into [Chicks]

I Hate That Bitch/Asshole! [I-I don't hate anyone . . . more like I'm scared of most of them.]

I'm Crushin' On [N-n-no one, really! I get too nervous around girls . . .]

No Way I'm Not Staying With Her/Him! [The Pervert. I wish he'd stop bringing random girls into our room, I can't sleep with all the noise.]

I'm At This Level [Twelfth. Does that mean I'm almost free of this place?]

Some Things about Me Are [H-huh? Oh, yes . . . This is all natural colouration for me. I have complete albinism in my hair and partial albinism in my eyes and skin. Uhm . . . what to say . . . Well, I was adopted. I can't really remember anything before wakling up in my parents' home. They were kind, average people: both of them worked, lived in a middle-class home in the suburbs. Nothing special, but still a great place to grow up. Kinda wondered who my real parents were, but eventually I just left it as is. I mean, there was nothing to dislike about my life with the parents I have now, so eventually I just figured, why bother wondering? I went to private school before I came here. Really, I don't know why I'm here in the first place. All I remember was that one night a burglar broke into the house, and I happened to catch him while coming out of the kitchen after grabbing a glass of hot milk. I saw metal, and red, and I remember being really scared . . . and the next thing I know I'm sitting outside my house with my hands covered in blood that wasn't mine and my mom bawling her eyes out in my dad's arms. And then I was sent here. I don't know why I'm here. Please, can't I just go back home . . . ?]


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My Friends Call Me [The Bad Boy]

But I'm Just [Nathaniel Kwang-Min Hae]

My Alter Ego Is [Keondre Lorano]

I Blew Out This Many Candles [Nineteen]

I'm Into [Chicks]

I Hate That Bitch/Asshole! [Everyone. So screw off.]

I'm Crushin' On [If I hate everyone, then that means I don't like anyone. Idiots.]

No Way I'm Not Staying With Her/Him! [The Abuser, and f--k he pisses the crap outta me.]

I'm At This Level [Twelfth. What? I'm not f--king stupid, y'know.]

Some Things about Me Are [Why the hell do you care? Che, I've been here how many damned years now and you still don't know? I guess you're just as retarded as those other losers you have in here. Well, if it'll make you idiots leave me alone . . . I grew up in the fancy schmancy high-class 'cuz of my old man. All up there with his big buck business and whatever. Like I care. I didn't want to grow up into daddy's job and get stuck in an office for the rest of my life. I wanted to go places, start a band. Almost did with my buddy Matt, but then he got done in by a drive-by shooting. So I hunted down the b-----ds and made sure they never got up again. Didn't kill anyone, got out of being sent to juvvie 'cuz of the old man's dough, but I had to get sent here instead. Don't regret doing it, 'cuz damn it felt good to beat the snot out of someone. Won't ever say it to his face; he did bail me out of juvvie more than once. Oh by the way, if you're hoping for an apology, ain't gonna get one. That time I set the cafeteria on fire was my masterpiece. And no, I ain't gonna f--king stop. Are we done here? I could think of five other ways I'd rather be spending my damn time than hang around you bunch of stiffnecks.]

[color=]I hope you don't mind me taking to character spots?[/color]

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Amy walked into the handicap bathroom stall and pulled out a little clear baggy from her bra. It contained a little blue pill, a razor, and a straw. She set the bag on top of a dollar bill and pulled out the razor and pill. She crushed the pill on the dollar and pulled the sides of the dollar together to pull the fine powder into a thin line. Amy then removed the straw from the bag and held it to her nose, snorting the thin line off of the bill and into her sinuses. Amy closed her eyes for a few seconds before opening them again and placing the straw and razor back into the bag and then into her bra. She walked out of the bathroom and too her locker. Amy leaned her head against the locker and looked off in a dazed state. This was her daily ritual.

Kelly got off her green and black shined motorbike after having a huge go at her Dad for making her go to this dump, she was not happy.

Sulking Kelly put her helmet into her Big shoulder bag from new look.Looking around to see if no one was around,Kelly dashed into the nearest toliet with a full stratched mirror looking at herself up and down 'Urg what a mess.' she thought, grimacing to herself looking through her big bag picking up her make-up bag and getting out her mascara, making her eyelashes look really black and really big, after doing that Kelly got out her eye liner making sure all of that was in order.

When Kelly was finally finished she yawned alittle bored now before blowing a kiss to her mirrored self she called her Dad not waiting for him to awnser "I hate you." she shouted down the phone pouting her lips then shutting her phone down making sure her Nike trainers were nice and fashionable, blowing a kiss at herself she went out of the bathroom ready to take her sulky start out on someone elce.

Seeing Junkie girl she grimaced 'Someone needs a make-over.' she thought going over to her "Hi." she said trying not to show that she was grimacing she stank of smoke and pills, she obvously looked high "Alittle dazed are we?" she teased grinning wildly, not believing herself SHE was trying to talk to Miss Junkie what was wrong with her today.

Amy stared, glossy eyed at the girl for a few seconds before answering. "Please...tell me you're not..." Amy pulled out a folded piece of paper from her pocket and unfolded it, stared at for way to long and finally looked up to answer the girl with clown make-up on. "Kelly Jakes." Amy's luck never seized to amaze her. She was always paired up with the worst person she could think of when it came to dorming. This was her fourth year at Broken High and surely her fourth and last year with a dorm buddy who sucks. Amy lazily opened her locker and pulled out a pack of Marlboro reds. She took out a cigarette and lit it right in the hallway. "Want one," She asked in a monotone voice, thrusting the box toward Kelly. Her cigarette drooped slightly on her lips like it was on the verge of falling but gravity defied itself and it stayed put.

Kelly raised an eyebrow "Yes Amy its K-e-l-l-y."she said treating Amy like a toddler trying to learn the word, 'How rude can one person get god I only said hi...then some otha things does it matter that much.'Kelly thought alittle frustrated.

Looking down alittle peeved,that she'd just got thrust some cigarretes she grimaced raising a 'who the f- do you think I am' eyebrow "No thanks." she said alittle decusted,of how a person could smoke the stuff secretly wanting to try but only showing decused on her face shoving back the cig's looking around for anyone elce to talk to other than the druggy Junkie girl scanning the halls 'Humph! no cute boys yet, I'm hoping some will show up I'm all for jokers and bad ass's.' she thought going into her dreamy boy state.

Gazing off into nothingness snapping back as she blinked remembering that she hadn't checked how she looked for at least 15 minuites.Kelly she gasped getting out her handy make-up mirror staring at herself checking her lip gloss and eyeliner again,making sure she looked gorgous for when the boys started to flow in.

((I'd love to reserve the spot for Ms. Suicidal if you don't mind. If you'd like I can also double up as a dude))

((Sure. Sorry I haven't been on choco. I've been really busy with work and school. I'm in the middle of writing a paper))

((Thats alright :) waitings good for me :lol: keep writing :D))

Amy stared at the girl with an irked expression on her face. 'What is this chicks deal?' Turning around Amy opened her locker and crushed another blue up and snorted it. she was going to need a lot more of those if she was going to dorm with this chick for an entire year. Amy took out another cigarette and lit it and began walking away from the girl. "Later, chick." She felt like going swimming while she was buzzed. Amy walked over to where the indoor pool at the end of the hall. Class wasn't in yet so no one was in there. Amy began to strip down to her underwear. She placed the still lit cigarette at the end of the pool and jumped in. After doing a lap she swam back to her cigarette and took another drag while floating in the water. The mixture of the cool water, her warm buzz and the cigarette felt so good.

Daniel didn't say anything when the girl enter the room. It was typical with this personality to just remain silent and be observant of his surroundings. He leaned back further into the pool side chair and continued to change the film in his camera. It took a moment or so for him to load it, and he was completely unaware that the female had taken most of her clothing off. He wondering if she even noticed he was there.

Daniel didn't give the idea much thought after realizing he didn't really care either way. It could be an interesting opportunity to take some pictures though. After she jumped into the pool, Derek took to his feet and snapped a few pictures of her form moving underwater, finding the way a girls body appeared to be weightless to be very alluring. It didn't take long for him to loose interest in that before he noticed the smoke at the edge of the pool. He zoomed his camera in and started to take photos of that. The smoke off the cigarette seemed to make shapes, and with the water in the background, it was perfect. Just as he was about to take his best photo.. she appeared, and picked up the cigarette.

Daniel dropped his camera, letting it hang from his neck and stood up.

"Thanks for ruining my shot."

Kelly was about to say something when Amy ran off "GOD I WAS GOING TO SAY SOMETHING NICE!"She shouted into the now empty hall,frowning now getting alittle frustrated jocking quietly the way that Amy went off. Forgeting there was a pool round the corner befor going around the corner she stoped "MIRROR."she half shouted excitedly basicly checking herself out "Sh-..crap make up re-do."Kelly said rummiging though her massive jeweled over shoulder fashion bag getting out her jamie make-up bag un zipping it excitedly like it was her first ever christmas present picking out her water proof maskara whch probally would do any good seeing as she already had her normal maskara.

After finishing her make-up re-do Kelly run around the corner slipping on a left over towel dodging the boy with the camra bearly stopping lightly she put up her arms in victory "Yes I didn't fall in!"she exclaimed turning around in circled, forgetting where she was and how dizzy she would get,Katie took a miss stepping and fall backwards into the pool.
Coming back up spluttering her eyes widened "MY EYES." she shouted looking at Amy "That was your fault you wanted me to slip didn't you."she exclaimed frustrated trying to get out of the pool but she couldn't.

Daniel took a few steps back from the pool after witness the girl almost fall in. Holding the camera up to his face, he waited, then snapped a picture as she fell in. He moved back towards her, feeling safe the water would not get on his camera and took a knee, snapping another picture of her wet face and ruined make up. Normally, we would not get so close to the water, fearing it might damage his camera.

"Anyone ever tell you, that you wear more makeup that is necessary?" He snapped another picture, not seem to realize, or maybe just not caring, that such a statement could upset her. He brought the camera back down and swung it around to his back, to keep to protected from the water. He offered a hand to Kelly. "Are you okay?" he asked, in a monotone voice that showed not hint of concern, or amusement. He sounded dulled, and completely uninterested.

Amy listened to the girls ridiculous claim about how she wanted her to fall in and rolled her eyes. "I walked away to get away from you. Not for you to follow me." The girls fall had wet and put out her cigarette. Making an annoyed, grunting sound Amy lifted herself out of the pool and glared at the boy. "Thanks for ruining my swim." Amy usually was too mellowed out to be annoyed by people but her high was wearing off. She walked over to her clothes and grabbed her pants, pulling out a baggie of coke and walking over to a dry seat and table to set up a line. Wiping her nose and sniffling after her line she stared blankly at the two. Kellys face reminded her of the witch in wizard of oz. She looked like she was melting away. The camera kid had a serious 'tude so she made a mental note to stay away from him for the mean time. Amy took out another smoke and lit it.

Kelly frowned at the camara boys comment getting ajatated "Well Mr camara boy thats so much for the comment Ass."she said taking his hand pulling herself up,getting up out of the pool walking past him "No I am not ok."she said harshly but more upset not looking at Amy or the camara freak with an attitude glaring at the floor as she picked up her bag "When you die Amy remember I'll laugh."Kelly said grudgly glaring at her, walking out of the swimming area past the changing rooms, down the hall then quickly into the changing rooms to change.

Opening the door to the girls toliets she locked the cubicles door quickly taking off her clothing and putting on her mini blue deneim skirt knee high black leggins dolly shoes (pink and black) her black tight top with her black jacket on looking alittle like Cher lloyd.After all of that Kelly unlocked the cubical door picking up her bag, stomping over to the mirror picking out a couple of tissues before putting her head up looking straight into the mirror screaming "Are you serious I look like a freakin' clown or that witch person from wizards of Oz."she exclaimed to the empty toliets, getting moraly upset as she dabbed her face clean. After she whipped her face clear free of mascara she got out her water proof mascara putting as little on at possible, her eyelashes still looked big, putting eyeliner, blusher and lipgloss on."Perfect!"Kelly said blowing a kiss to herself, then she remebered her hair "OH."she giggled getting out her designer hair dryer and plugging it into the wall starting it up.

Fifteen minuites later Kelly had re-done her hair putting her patterned bangs down then the rest in a high, high pony tail.She came out of the girls toilets looking like nothing ever happened not water disasters showing, leaning against her locker getting out her candy swirl lolly and her coca cola.

"When someone finally murders your ass, remember, I'll laugh too." Amy said as the girl stomped off. She took another hit of her cigarette before grabbing her things and walking to her room to change and get away from the two. Amy's dorm smelled of marijuana and cigarettes. She lit a couple of scented candles and lied down in her bed. The coke was running rapid in her veins and she was starting to feel jittery and restless. Her cheeks flushed red and she pulled the pillow over her face.

"No...no..no.." Nellie whispered under her breath. It seemed this so called 'library' Broken High offered was a piece of shit. All the books consisted of either how to be yourself books and stopping bad habits. Just thinking about it made Nellie laugh. Quickly giving up her search for a decent book Nellie exited the library with an angry expression. While stomping off down the halls Nellie could immediately smell the aroma of cigarette smoke. Quickly covering her nose and mouth she had a new set goal in mind. Get back to her dorm. Everything in the stupid high school made her want to puke. The sad part was the teachers weren’t even doing anything about it. Personally as of now she despised her Aunt who forced her into this school. At the sight of her dorm number Nellie took hold of the door-knob. Pulling the door open she slammed it behind her. At this point in time she didn't give a crap what others would think. Her first priority was to actually get a decent book to read. Plopping down on her bed which had the faint smell of alcohol and weed Nellie lifted her pillow,setting it beside her. Grabbing the book which titled 'Research and Evaluation in Education and Psychology',a tiny smile was brought upon Nellie's lips. Scooting back on the bed Nellie rested her head on the wall as she opened open the 527 paged book. "Finally,a decent book."She whispered.

Daniel sat quietly in the hallway, observing the variety of students walking by. Here and there he snapped a picture of a girl, a guy, a plant. Whatever was the most interesting view at the time. From the corner of his eye, he caught a teacher learning in oddly close to one of the female students. What appeared to be at first, a teacher simply offering the student directions to a class, turned out to be a possible pick up. He snapped a picture of the teacher slipping a piece of paper into the girls pocket in a discrete manner. The girl giggled at this, and the teacher headed down the hall towards Daniel.

Snap snap..

The teacher brought up a hand and knocked the camera out of Daniels. Luckily for him, it was still attached to the neck strap. "Get that camera out of my face! Are you trying to blind me?" The teacher stared at Daniel, but Daniel seemed unmoved, or unaware of the situation. After a brief standoff, the teacher walked away, leaving Daniel with his camera again. Headed from the library, he saw a girl who looked unusually distressed. He snapped a picture of her (Nellie) as she walked away from him, finding her hair to be oddly attractive.

With not particular reasoning or motivation, Daniel got up and pushed his way through the hallway, headed towards the dorms.

This role play went a lot smoother on gaia.

(I find the waiting between other people post to make me loose interest. Although, me not posting doesn't help much. =) Any ideas on how to fix that?)

((There are people joining who should be posting shortly.))

[[Kinda busy right now. I'll post here soon. :D]]

This site sucks.

{Sorry, I've been busy. ><;;}

Sadriel Tuyen;; The Nice Guy
theniceguyA sigh slipped past pink lips as a feminine-looking youth left the library. Really, there wasn't very much to read in this place beyond school material and self-help books, something that perturbed the Asian. He was here by mistake, honestly, and he shouldn't have to be stuck in this crazy place. He didn't belong here. It frightened him, and he wasn't a bad person in many senses of the word. He was a straight-A honour-roll student, had an impeccable attendance record, didn't get into fights, wasn't temperamental, didn't play pranks, harmful or otherwise. Another sigh. Maybe he should just go back to his dorm for the moment and do some homework there if his roommate wasn't in . . .

theniceguyMaking his way down the dreary halls, Sadriel played with a strand of his snowy locks. A part of him was praying that he'd suddenly wake up and it would all be just one long, scary nightmare. Another part of him was hoping that he'd be able to get to his room without incident. Incidents meant that things would happen, and usually when things happened here it wasn't good things. As he rounded a corner he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye and dragged himself back into reality just in time to collide with someone who was at their locker. With a yelp he made to jump back, but then realized the other person was a girl with food in her hands and quickly changed directions, grabbing hold of her to break her fall. It took him only a moment to recognize her. Multicoloured hair, hourglass figure, make-up done just right. The Drama Queen, she was called. He never knew her real name.

theniceguy"I-I'm sorry!" he apologized profusely, righting her and quickly putting distance between them as his gaze dropped to his slightly scuffed Converses and his face turned bright red. The youth was horrendous when it came to girls, especially ones as well-endowed as the young woman before him. "I wasn't paying attention . . ."