Six students are forced to perfrom in a play together. The play? Alice in Wonderland. None of the students planned on being there, all there because of their school records. Though through this play they will all be brought together, or will they? The story takes place when each student arrives at the play, and what happens when they leave.

You know what they say, keep your friends close, your enemies closer.

You can have your friends in this story, having them be your friends in the play. Do whatever, it doesn't bother me!

Character Skeleton
Character Name;
Clique in School;
Personality;
Appearance (Picture plz);
Play Character;

Character Skeleton
Character Name; Dulcie Evans
Clique in School; The "IT" Crowd, School "slut"
Personality; She's quite outgoing, loves her parties and all. Though no one knows it, is quite a bookworm, she absolutely loves to read and write, though most of the time she is out with her friends.
Appearance (Picture plz);

Play Character; The White Rabbit

Character Name; Paige Roux
Clique in School; Nerds
Personality; Paige's the type of girl who believes that failure is a sign of weakness. She will do things over and over again until it is absolutely perfect, however impossible the task might be. Focused solely on her piano and school work, she is rather distant and rarely comes out of her room for anything besides school and the human needs. Her only motive is to play better/get better grades and satisfy her demanding business man/woman parents.
Appearance (Picture plz); Paige
Play Character; Queen of Hearts

Character Name; Storm Williams
Clique in School; Goth/Emo/Outcast
Personality; She is a Wiccan and belives in spirits and karma. She practically hates the world (actually, she does think the human race has failed and the whole world is disgusting.) She is anti-war, vegitarian, and she is an environmentalist. She gets pissed off really easily. She could care less what her parents want, or what anyone thinks of her. She loathes preps and goody-two-shoes.
Appearance (Picture plz);clicky
Play Character; Cheshire Cat

Dulcie arrived early, noticing the scripts were on the stage, she thought it strange that the teacher would allow the students to practice on their own, "Mine as well get practicing." She picked up her script, reading over her roll.

Storm sat in a dark corner with her script, watching the others arrive. She didn't bother practicing. She wasn't planning on performing. They had only stuck her here because she needed an extra credit ot be able to pass. And she didn't think beating up that guy helped her situation much either. Storm looked down at the script. Cheshire Cat, it said. So, she was Cheshire Cat, huh? How pleasantly insane. She hugged her knees clsoer to her chest.

Character Name; Dawson Parker
Clique in School; Rockers
Personality; Dawson is usually pretty introverted unless around his friends in which case he's more relaxed and outgoing. Academically he isn't very fond of working, the only class he shows any interest in being band. Sometimes people say he was born with a drumstick in each hand since he always seems to find time to work on composing drum music. With everything else he procrastinates very much so a lot of his work looks rushed and unfinished.
Appearance (Picture plz); [Dawson]
Play Character; The Caterpillar

Entering the auditorium, Paige had her eyes glued onto the script, reading the words over and over again. It wasn’t that she wanted to be in this play, but if she joined, adding the extra credit earned she would have most definitely be valedictorian by the time she graduated. Her brows knitted together as she concentrated on her lines, taking a seat and murmuring them over and over again under her breath.

The Queen of Hearts was so far from her personality… But she knew she had to put on a spectacular performance, she just had to. Everyone would be watching.

Storm snorted when a bookish girl came in with her nose buried in her script. An over-achiever for sure. She made like she was reading her own script, but peered over the top at those who actually were. Every now and then, Storm would catch a word or two on her page, but she figured she'd just wing it.

Dawson entered the room, looking rather unenthusiastic as he gripped the script in his left hand and walked over to the stage, taking a seat on there before tossing the script beside him. No need to start right away, the only reason he did this was because his math teacher wanted him to manage a C minus. He took two out a pair of drumsticks, tapping them against his lap.

Storm closed her eyes, tapping her foot to the beat the drummer tapped out. He, like her, seemed to have no regard for the stupid parts they had to play.

Dawson continued to drum along his lap, licking his lips to try and remember the tabs for one particular song. I'm a soul man...I'm a soul man... Despite how old the song was and how long ago he had learned to play it he still remembered. Seventh grade band in fact. He sighed, deciding to switch gears and go for something a bit more modern. "Low" by Flo Rida. Too bad he didn't have a cymbal or a snare or a drum. That would have been more fun.

The drummer had switched his beat, throwing Storm off. She didn't like that. too many beats mess things up and sound bad. She quit tapping and folded her arms over her knees, furrowing her brow. She closed her eyes and waited until this was over.

Character Name; Drake Lovenot

Clique in School; Popular

Personality; Drake is strong, funny, and outgoing. He is usually going to raves and/or parties and makes out with all the hot girls there. He has probably made out with most of the girls in the school but he really is into nerdy girls and goth girls for some odd reason. To keep a good reputation he has to be with pretty girls though but will he ever be able to have his one wish?

Appearance (Picture plz);http://cdn2.tokyopop.com/e1/ugc/1/9/...407/avatar.jpg

Play Character; Mad Hatter

Gently pushing up her reading glasses before the fell off her face, Paige was suddenly annoyed and slightly distracted by the boy that had started to drum. In an attempt to block out the noise, she flipped through the script again, not only memorizing her own lines, but the lines of the other characters. Where in the world was the teacher? Taking a moment to glance around the still relatively empty auditorium, the blonde girl then returned her gaze to the script.

Storm noted the nerdy girl's glasses falling off her face and snorted slightly when she pushed them back up. So nerdy of her. She rolled her eyes and stood up, brushing the dirt off her black pants. No one wanted dirty pants, but then, did she really care?

Drake walked in with a happy grin on his face. As much as he hated plays and he was only doing this for a dare he thought this would be good for his reputation. He sat down in one of the empty chairs by a nerdy girl and some goth emo girl. On his far right he noticed a kid making on off beat. Then he started looking through his script to find the Mad Hatter's lines. He couldn't help but notice the nerdy girl though. She was extremely pretty in his eyes. He wanted so snap out of his attraction to nerdy girls but he couldn't. He looked back one more time to catch a glimpse of her face. He wondered where the teacher was but it didn't matter to him. Drake soon got bored and walked up on stage. He sat down in the middle of the stage and started reading his lines. Drake loved being the center of atention so he hoped that the other people would notice him.

Storm scoffed at Drake. Everyone knew his name. He was the popular guy in school. She walked past him to the door, but then remembered that she had no way of going anywhere until her brother came to pick her up. She huffed a little. She hated to do this but...She flipped opne her phone and called Caleb. He promised he would pick her up if she ever needed a ride and he wasn't doing anything else. "Hey," she began, without a hello, he would know it was her. "Are you free?" Caleb, it turns out, was not free. His mother was being a real jerk and took his car keys away. She turned around and stomped back to her corner. How was she ever going to survive this?

Drake also was a little attracted to the emo girl too but that's another secret he can't admit. Drake wanted to have a serious relationship but he didn't know who he wanted it with. Drake wanted to get relationship stuff out of his head and practice on the play but with 2 beautiful girls in the auditorium he couldn't. Now he really wanted to go home and practice his lines. Drake walked to the doors to go home but the acting teacher came in. Drake wasn't expecting a teacher in here but whatever.

When the teacher entered, Storm's jaw dropped. He looked so young. He must have been 23. But Storm couldn't let anyone know that she thought he was cute. That was gross. He was her teacher. She closed her mouth and tried to listen to his instructions, but her mind was back on wanting to go home. She only caught bits and pieces of what he said. "...play is going to be fabulous!" Storm's eyes widened. Okay, that was not something he should have done. Sure, most acting teachers were gay, but there was no need to practiaclly broadcast teh fact.

Storm pretended to have her face buried in her script, just waiting for the class to be over.

Drake thought it was easier to talk to a hot emo than a hot nerd so he went for the emo girl first. Drake gave her a wink and sat down on the seat right beside her.

Lifting her head to focus on the teacher once he entered, she closed her copy of the script and took off her glasses, placing them back into their case. “Now any questions before we begin?” he asked them, and there was a subtle murmur, but no real action taking place. Brushing a lock of hair out of her face, Paige stood up, clutching tight onto her script as the teacher instructed them to all get on stage. She swallowed hard, walking briskly to the stairs that lead up the stage.

Storm narrowed her eyes at Drake when he sat down next to her. If it was one thing she despised, that would be the populars. And mormons, but that was beside the point. She only hated most mormons. In fact, she had a mormon friend. But she didn't think he counted. He wanted to quit being a mormon anyway. "What do you want?" she hissed. She began picking at the chipped black paint on her nails and smeared a little black eyeliner when she wiped her eye.

Dawson looked up from his playing to see someone else had come in. Drake, a popular guy from his knowledge or at least popular with everyone that he dated. How sad he couldn't even find one girl to settle down with. His eyes wandered to the blond girl with the glasses, chuckling to himself. Did she really care that much about the ply or was she just in it for the extra credit like everyone else? He stopped his playing, wrinkling his nose when the teacher came in. He sighed, shoving his drumsticks into his pocket as he rotated his body to actually be on the stage.

Drake looked over to Storm and smiled his white toothy smile. He knew girls like her hated guys like him but he went on anyways. "Hey my names Drake. Well everyone knows that" He laughed to himself. "Anyways," He went on. "What's yours?" He thought that this would be the one but if not he would have to move on like he usually did after he made out with a girl. He didn't make out with Storm but Drake is sure hoping he can.