"Nothing much." She bit into her apple and grinned. Quickly, she finished most of her apple and bit into a chicken sandwich. "You like music a lot, don't you?"
She scratched at her nail polish.
"I like music, but I can't play any musical instrument. I have a guitar though, it was a gift from my father when I turned 14." She paused for a moment, looking down at her sandwich. "I wish I could play guitar." Nonchalantly, she leaned back and looked around, seemingly oblivious to anything else.
(( I keep forgetting English isn't her first language. Her birthday is February 4th, what day is it? ))
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Sam was somewhat surprised as Selene simply left the table, not even answering Cale's question or acknowledging him. But he couldn't really get annoyed, not without being a hypocrite - 'After all, I did the exact same thing to Shy before. Ah well, she seems the type to do that anyway - get lost in her thoughts somewhat, and just act.. well.. randomly. Shrugging, he turned to face Cale, but before he could speak another kid sat down with them, one who's name he didn't know. He seemed to recognize Cale, unsurprisingly, and quickly sat down at the table. Sam watched, amused, as the boy inhaled his food - clearly, he wasn't a huge fan of eating etiquette. Not that he cared - Sam felt that people should be allowed to act themselves, not have to restrict themselves to a social quota.
"What, me? Oh, y'know, all sorts. Music mostly - singing, piano, and I compose a bit, too. What about you? I think I saw you tinkering with some stuff on the bus yesterday - are you a mechanic or something?" ((Just to speed things, up, I'm gonna say [pause for answer] here rather than space this out over several posts.))
After listening to the boy's answer, Sam rose to his feet, having already finished his salad. "Well, sorry to go, but I've gotta head to the music rooms. I've got a performance in a couple of nights - gotta keep practicing, y'know? Anyways, seeya later fellas." On his way out of the cafeteria, V in hand, Sam meandered past the table where Yetto and Selene were sitting. "Hey, Yetto," he called out as he walked past, "If you still wanna talk about some composition for guitar, swing by the music rooms. I'll be there for the rest of lunch." Smiling, he walked to the door, staring up at the sky through a window.
"Nothing much." She bit into her apple and grinned. Quickly, she finished most of her apple and bit into a chicken sandwich. "You like music a lot, don't you?"
She scratched at her nail polish.
"I like music, but I can't play any musical instrument. I have a guitar though, it was a gift from my father when I turned 14." She paused for a moment, looking down at her sandwich. "I wish I could play guitar." Nonchalantly, she leaned back and looked around, seemingly oblivious to anything else.
(( I keep forgetting English isn't her first language. Her birthday is February 4th, what day is it? ))
((Same birthday as mine, eh? :tongue.gif:))
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((Azilla, we pretty much went through the morning, and everyone's chilling at lunch hour. Yetto got into a fight in the morning, Sam's buying/doing drugs from others, Shy is trying to figure out the school, and Cale's chilling with Shy and everyone. Selene and Chase have been pretty much going through the daily classes as well. Zeke... apparently he's sick... yeah, that seems like all that's happened))
As Yetto let the final note ring, he took another bite out of his sandwich, which he was halfway through. Looking at Selene he answered what she'd asked him; "Of course I love music! I mean, I'm not going to discard my studies for it, but sometimes I wish I could" Yetto laughed with a smirk. Testing out some new chords, Yetto prepared to play the intro for "Hotel California" when he caught Selene's muttering. "Well, maybe I could teach you how to play sometime" Yetto suggested "You could also ask Mr M, he helped me improve like crazy when I started taking his elective" He told Selene. As Yetto plucked a couple of strings, he looked up to see Sam walk over and inform him that he would be in the music rooms if he wanted to talk music, "Sure, I'll be there in a little while" Yetto told him before Same left. Yetto was interested in getting some new music to play. Slipping through a short jazz improvisation, Yetto set his guitar flat and picked up his sandwich and coke,hoping to talk music with Sam before lunch ended. As he ate, Yetto's phone buzzed,
Oh, a text from Aera Yetto noticed. Opening and reading the message he replied: Dayum... that sucks :/ Too bad you missed today, we'll chill tomorrow though, no question
Yetto sent the text and went back to his lunch, biting into his sandwich and sipping from his coke
((That's smart BuildSmash. Azilla never did say we couldn't be a teacher, however I don't know how much fun you will have as one. Can't post right now, but I will later. Soz))
(( Pedophilia much, BuildSmash? I don't think that's going to be much appreciated by others, and that would include me. ))
(( Aha, Azilla I didn't even know you had the same birthday. xD I have a bit of a thing with the numbers 2, 4 and 9, so I chose 2/4 to be her birthday. I'm not like, stalking you or anything, that's a really funny coincidence. ))
(( Lastly, I didn't mean to make Selene look so rude, I had sort of forgotten Cale's question and decided Selene would be too deaf to hear anyway. o-o ))
Selene didn't say anything, but subtly nodded in answer. Finishing her sandwich, she strolled out over to the door, looking around her, thinking distantly about something. She looked through the window, waiting for something.
Aera received a text back from him almost immediately afterwords. She smiled. Of course they would. They always hung out.
no question (:
Aera was not tired at all, though, and she didn't know what quite to do. She supposed she could check her Tumblr. Her friends were always spamming her dashboard, but she never really went on. She was looking forward to going to school tomorrow. She was always bored at home.
On the computer, Aera decided to get as much make-up homework as she could. It always irritated her when some homework wasn't on the school website. She spent the rest of the afternoon working.
Yetto glanced up as Selene left and shrugged. Looking at the time, he saw that a half-hour had already passed. Yetto slung the guitar over his shoulder and stood up, finishing his sandwich, he grabbed his coke and left the cafateria. As he left, he glanced at the other table with his other classmates and nodded a goodbye. Might as well meet up with Sam, maybe he'll have a piece I can play Yetto thought as he walked down the halls. On his way there, he glanced at the text he recieved from Aera and smiled Looks like the sooner tomorrow comes, the better
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((Yeah, Buildsmash buddy, you may want to read what's actually happening, and maybe, as crazy as it sounds, read the OP? I know it's awfully drastic, but that would probably help. Until then, I don't think much is gonna be happening for you. Also, I'm gonna edit out bumping into Shy, seeing as she seems to have been offline/not replying for a while. So I never bumped into her, cool beans?))
Sam reached the music rooms without bumping into anyone he knew (or any teachers, thankfully - he still wasn't particularly eager to tangle with the elitist fools), and made his way straight to the computers. He hadn't composed for guitar for years, and couldn't play particularly well - at least not well enough to create a truly interesting piece - and so knew that he'd have to rely on the composing software, bad as it sounded.
Unfortunately, inspiration did not seem eager to strike, and Sam sat there for about twenty minutes, staring into space and drumming his fingers on the desk, trying to think of any theme, any motif, that he could build around. Eventually, he gave up and walked over to one of the pianos, just playing around with some improv jazz. Who knew, maybe he'd think of something while playing. Either way, it was certainly more productive than just sitting at the computer.
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((He's soooooo cool though. With all the swagger, and the getting the girls who are about half his age. Man, I wish I was like him.
Oh wait, this isn't real. And despite being able to make anyone he wishes he could be, he makes a pervert teacher. I wish I had his imagination.))
As the bell rang, Sam sighed, his fingers running over the keys for another ten seconds, until finishing with some crashing jazz chords. He rose two his feet, strolling out of the small, soundproofed room and into the carpeted halls of the music department. At least he had English - it always got his brain working, and it was one of the few subjects he actually enjoyed.
The funniest thing happened as he was walking through the door into the school proper. A seemingly idiotic fly came zooming into his chest, bouncing off his chest with a muted thud. As it bounced back into the air, it went crashing into both walls before falling to the ground in a dazed stupor, its wings flapping ineffectually as it landed on its back. It was strange - as it lay there, spinning around in circles, Sam could swear he heard a tiny "Boo ya!" He shrugged, crushing the fly underfoot, leaving it smeared over the carpet, and began the walk to English.
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Selene strolled out to her locker and read the text on her phone from Aera. She slid it into her back, hoping to find a good time to reply. Balancing her books on her hip, she walked casually to English and sat at a small table near the back. She flipped open her phone and started to reply to Aera.
Aww man that sux hope yu -
Her phone died, and she stared in disbelief at it. She had time to kill now, so she opened her netbook and started working on it.
As Yetto neared the music rooms, he frowned with discontent when the bell rang. "Ahh damn" He muttered under his breath. Returning the guitar to it's rack, Yetto downed his coke and tossed it into the trash. Furthermore, he picked up his bag and made his way to English, returning to his usual seat near the windows and making small comics as class began.
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Kaylynn, late again but not as late as before, ran out of her mothers mini-van and her face was bright pink. She looked at the schedule that she was given when she joined the school and walked quickly to her next class and waited outside of it until the period ended because it was almost over. She looked behind her because she thought she heard a noise, and in doing so she fell over. A boy who looked like he was coming towards the English room. She hoped he didn't see her, and in her foolishness she did not acknowledge the fact that the bell rang.
((You basically gave none of our characters a chance to react when you stole my phone and punched Sam.
You've been posting 1-3 sentence posts.
You aren't RPing realistically.
If you failed to read the really small amount of rules before, I'd rather you not post until you do so.))
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I would tell you about how awesome I am down here, but I have a feeling you probably already know that. <- Please. ._.
Cale looked at the time, and as if on que, the bell rang. He looked up around at all the shuffling peoleeading out o the cafeteria. He noticed that he didn't see Shy at all. Maybe she couldn't find her way to the cafeteria, he thought. Cale left the cafeteria and headed to his locker. He was thinking about Shy on the way. He thought about how beautiful she was and wondered how she would sound if she could talk.
It was a strange topic, but interesting aswell. Would she be able to speak perfectly and sound angel like, or would she barely know how to form a sentence and hardly understandable. He thought, but knew she probably would never be able to talk. He could only dream.
He arrived at his locker, got all of his supplies for English, and headed to the class room. Again, he took a seat near the middle of the room, and he spotted Selene. He waved to her, and looked up to the front of the Class Room.
Cale Tren - Sophomore - Male - English Class (Forgot what period)
She scratched at her nail polish.
"I like music, but I can't play any musical instrument. I have a guitar though, it was a gift from my father when I turned 14." She paused for a moment, looking down at her sandwich. "I wish I could play guitar." Nonchalantly, she leaned back and looked around, seemingly oblivious to anything else.
(( I keep forgetting English isn't her first language. Her birthday is February 4th, what day is it? ))
Sam was somewhat surprised as Selene simply left the table, not even answering Cale's question or acknowledging him. But he couldn't really get annoyed, not without being a hypocrite - 'After all, I did the exact same thing to Shy before. Ah well, she seems the type to do that anyway - get lost in her thoughts somewhat, and just act.. well.. randomly. Shrugging, he turned to face Cale, but before he could speak another kid sat down with them, one who's name he didn't know. He seemed to recognize Cale, unsurprisingly, and quickly sat down at the table. Sam watched, amused, as the boy inhaled his food - clearly, he wasn't a huge fan of eating etiquette. Not that he cared - Sam felt that people should be allowed to act themselves, not have to restrict themselves to a social quota.
"What, me? Oh, y'know, all sorts. Music mostly - singing, piano, and I compose a bit, too. What about you? I think I saw you tinkering with some stuff on the bus yesterday - are you a mechanic or something?" ((Just to speed things, up, I'm gonna say [pause for answer] here rather than space this out over several posts.))
After listening to the boy's answer, Sam rose to his feet, having already finished his salad. "Well, sorry to go, but I've gotta head to the music rooms. I've got a performance in a couple of nights - gotta keep practicing, y'know? Anyways, seeya later fellas." On his way out of the cafeteria, V in hand, Sam meandered past the table where Yetto and Selene were sitting. "Hey, Yetto," he called out as he walked past, "If you still wanna talk about some composition for guitar, swing by the music rooms. I'll be there for the rest of lunch." Smiling, he walked to the door, staring up at the sky through a window.
((Same birthday as mine, eh? :tongue.gif:))
<- Please. ._.
((Azilla, we pretty much went through the morning, and everyone's chilling at lunch hour. Yetto got into a fight in the morning, Sam's buying/doing drugs from others, Shy is trying to figure out the school, and Cale's chilling with Shy and everyone. Selene and Chase have been pretty much going through the daily classes as well. Zeke... apparently he's sick... yeah, that seems like all that's happened))
As Yetto let the final note ring, he took another bite out of his sandwich, which he was halfway through. Looking at Selene he answered what she'd asked him; "Of course I love music! I mean, I'm not going to discard my studies for it, but sometimes I wish I could" Yetto laughed with a smirk. Testing out some new chords, Yetto prepared to play the intro for "Hotel California" when he caught Selene's muttering. "Well, maybe I could teach you how to play sometime" Yetto suggested "You could also ask Mr M, he helped me improve like crazy when I started taking his elective" He told Selene. As Yetto plucked a couple of strings, he looked up to see Sam walk over and inform him that he would be in the music rooms if he wanted to talk music, "Sure, I'll be there in a little while" Yetto told him before Same left. Yetto was interested in getting some new music to play. Slipping through a short jazz improvisation, Yetto set his guitar flat and picked up his sandwich and coke,hoping to talk music with Sam before lunch ended. As he ate, Yetto's phone buzzed,
Oh, a text from Aera Yetto noticed. Opening and reading the message he replied: Dayum... that sucks :/ Too bad you missed today, we'll chill tomorrow though, no question
Yetto sent the text and went back to his lunch, biting into his sandwich and sipping from his coke
(( Aha, Azilla I didn't even know you had the same birthday. xD I have a bit of a thing with the numbers 2, 4 and 9, so I chose 2/4 to be her birthday. I'm not like, stalking you or anything, that's a really funny coincidence. ))
(( Lastly, I didn't mean to make Selene look so rude, I had sort of forgotten Cale's question and decided Selene would be too deaf to hear anyway. o-o ))
Selene didn't say anything, but subtly nodded in answer. Finishing her sandwich, she strolled out over to the door, looking around her, thinking distantly about something. She looked through the window, waiting for something.
(( Don't know what to put. <3 ))
no question (:
Aera was not tired at all, though, and she didn't know what quite to do. She supposed she could check her Tumblr. Her friends were always spamming her dashboard, but she never really went on. She was looking forward to going to school tomorrow. She was always bored at home.
On the computer, Aera decided to get as much make-up homework as she could. It always irritated her when some homework wasn't on the school website. She spent the rest of the afternoon working.
<- Please. ._.
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Hey, I'm kinda lost a little help?
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((Could you please take a look at the rules?))
<- Please. ._.
((Edit:
Patrick teleports to Aera's house, steals her phone from on top of her desk, and teleports back to school to sneak into the staff room.
I'm not even going to bother counting how many rules that just broke.))
<- Please. ._.
Sam reached the music rooms without bumping into anyone he knew (or any teachers, thankfully - he still wasn't particularly eager to tangle with the elitist fools), and made his way straight to the computers. He hadn't composed for guitar for years, and couldn't play particularly well - at least not well enough to create a truly interesting piece - and so knew that he'd have to rely on the composing software, bad as it sounded.
Unfortunately, inspiration did not seem eager to strike, and Sam sat there for about twenty minutes, staring into space and drumming his fingers on the desk, trying to think of any theme, any motif, that he could build around. Eventually, he gave up and walked over to one of the pianos, just playing around with some improv jazz. Who knew, maybe he'd think of something while playing. Either way, it was certainly more productive than just sitting at the computer.
((Please stop spamming my RP with your rule-breaking posts. It's starting to get on my nerves.
On a lighter note, I now declare the bell to ring. Ding!))
<- Please. ._.
Oh wait, this isn't real. And despite being able to make anyone he wishes he could be, he makes a pervert teacher. I wish I had his imagination.))
As the bell rang, Sam sighed, his fingers running over the keys for another ten seconds, until finishing with some crashing jazz chords. He rose two his feet, strolling out of the small, soundproofed room and into the carpeted halls of the music department. At least he had English - it always got his brain working, and it was one of the few subjects he actually enjoyed.
The funniest thing happened as he was walking through the door into the school proper. A seemingly idiotic fly came zooming into his chest, bouncing off his chest with a muted thud. As it bounced back into the air, it went crashing into both walls before falling to the ground in a dazed stupor, its wings flapping ineffectually as it landed on its back. It was strange - as it lay there, spinning around in circles, Sam could swear he heard a tiny "Boo ya!" He shrugged, crushing the fly underfoot, leaving it smeared over the carpet, and began the walk to English.
Selene strolled out to her locker and read the text on her phone from Aera. She slid it into her back, hoping to find a good time to reply. Balancing her books on her hip, she walked casually to English and sat at a small table near the back. She flipped open her phone and started to reply to Aera.
Aww man that sux hope yu -
Her phone died, and she stared in disbelief at it. She had time to kill now, so she opened her netbook and started working on it.
Kaylynn, late again but not as late as before, ran out of her mothers mini-van and her face was bright pink. She looked at the schedule that she was given when she joined the school and walked quickly to her next class and waited outside of it until the period ended because it was almost over. She looked behind her because she thought she heard a noise, and in doing so she fell over. A boy who looked like he was coming towards the English room. She hoped he didn't see her, and in her foolishness she did not acknowledge the fact that the bell rang.
^
Please
((You basically gave none of our characters a chance to react when you stole my phone and punched Sam.
You've been posting 1-3 sentence posts.
You aren't RPing realistically.
If you failed to read the really small amount of rules before, I'd rather you not post until you do so.))
<- Please. ._.
It was a strange topic, but interesting aswell. Would she be able to speak perfectly and sound angel like, or would she barely know how to form a sentence and hardly understandable. He thought, but knew she probably would never be able to talk. He could only dream.
He arrived at his locker, got all of his supplies for English, and headed to the class room. Again, he took a seat near the middle of the room, and he spotted Selene. He waved to her, and looked up to the front of the Class Room.
Cale Tren - Sophomore - Male - English Class (Forgot what period)