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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 21, 2011 3:05:49 GMT -5
Blaze
"Are you sure asking her if she wants to go to school is a good idea?" I muttered to Harmony. "Even if she feels completely fine, she'd find a reason to skip school." I didn't even like school, but at least I got good grades...
Alyssa
After I'd finished my makeup and made sure the dress fit right, I was pretty pleased with myself. Josie may not be the best or ... good at all when it came to school, but she was definitely good at other things, like shopping. I paused for a moment when I heard someone downstairs. "Finn?" I asked, raising my eyebrows in surprise as I came down the steps.
Jake
I couldn't help but laugh as Dice seemed so... not herself. I honestly couldn't remember seeing her... nervous or whatever she was right now. "Good morning to you, too," I teased.
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Post by Callie on Jul 21, 2011 10:17:25 GMT -5
OOC: Harmony was outside when she asked Finn that and now she's headed to her house. xD Sorry about that.
Finn
I turned around when I head someone coming down the steps and my name. My eyes got slightly wider as I noticed how good she looked in that dress. Then I reminded myself to focus and I smiled charmingly at her. "Bonjour. Harmony wanted me to ask if you were coming to school," I said, running a hand through my hair. I knew I should probably take a shower, too, because I likely didn't look all that great right now, having just woken up.
Dice
"Um. Yeah. Morning," I mumbled, still looking around the room for my underwear. Dear God, where were they?! Part of me suspected they were somewhere under the covers, but Jake was also under the covers, just as clothing-free as I was. So I wasn't going to check there. Maybe I'd just wrap the blanket around me and head into the bathroom for a towel. Or a shower. Or a shower and then a towel. That seemed like a good plan.
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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 21, 2011 18:17:42 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry, I fell asleep three times while writing that. Alyssa "I think I'm being forced to," I remarked as Josie came downstairs, Tasha trailing behind. Apparently the two of them had used the "Dress Bag" to match with the "This dress makes me look great and not slutty at the same time" theme. Josie smirked as soon as she noticed Finn. "...You can use the shower upstairs if you want," I offered, hoping he might walk off to do so before Josie or Tasha could think about questioning him. I "So, Finn. Did you sleep well?" she asked with a wink. I shot Josie a look to shut up, a blush creeping up on my face. Jake "Looking for these?" I asked her, smirking as I picked up her pair of underwear, hanging off the corner of the nightstand next to me. I wasn't really sure I wanted to know how they'd gotten there. Name: Natasha Martinez Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Picture: Personality/Bio: [Later] Tattoos, Piercings, and Distinguishing Marks: Hibiscus flower tattoo on her back. Abilities: N/A Other: Tasha's Dress: Josie's Dress:
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Post by Callie on Jul 21, 2011 18:42:10 GMT -5
Finn
I stared at them blankly for a moment before nodding slowly. "Oui. The floor was not very comfortable, but it was bearable. I am... going to go take a shower," I murmured, deciding to take Alyssa up on her offer. I jogged up the stairs and into the bathroom, dropping my clothes to the floor before climbing into their shower.
Dice
I stared at the underwear he was holding in his hand, biting my lip. "Yep," I murmured, looking around the room again. I grabbed my bra when I found it peeking out from under the bed. Then I held a hand out to Jake, praying he wasn't up to any funny business. I would swear to God right now if he didn't give me my underwear back right now, there was going to be hell to pay.
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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 21, 2011 21:28:50 GMT -5
Alyssa Tasha's eyes went wide as he walked off, and I closed my eyes tightly, wishing he would have said something else, like that he slept fine or didn't know what they meant. But no, he had to be his adorably sexy self and not even notice what he'd just said. "He did you on the floor?!" she squealed. "Oh my God, I've never had sex with a French guy! I bet he's a really great french kisser!" "You guys," I muttered. This had to end soon or things were only going to get worse. "I didn't-" "Use birth control? Please tell me you're using birth control." " Tasha!" "You're right, you're smart enough to use that." Before I could scream at the two of them, Crystelle walked out, staring at us with a weird look, "Oh God, it's like cheerleading camp down here. Remind me to take the back door from now on. Where's Blaze?" Jake "Oh, but I want a kiss first," I told her with an innocent smile. I didn't actually mean it, considering I still had her underwear in reach. I just wanted to know if she'd actually kiss me or if we were going to pretend the whole thing never happened. Crystelle's outfit:
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Post by Callie on Jul 22, 2011 0:36:42 GMT -5
DiceCould we really pretend nothing had happened? We'd had sex. If we continued to be friends or acquaintances, or whatever the hell we were, there was no way that wasn't going to pop magically to the front of my mind. So, I dropped the blanket and kissed him passionately on the mouth for a few moments before grabbing my underwear off the nightstand. I rolled off the bed and pulled them on, as well as my bra after I'd picked it back up. HarmonyA while later, we were all heading into the school and going our separate ways to our first period classes. I had history first period today, which kind of sucked. OOC: Feel free to skip to second period.
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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 22, 2011 14:00:58 GMT -5
Jake
My mind seemed to freeze after she'd stopped kissing me, and I wasn't sure what to think. I hadn't actually been expecting her to kiss me just because I'd asked. The problem was that I liked it too much.
Alyssa
I stared blankly at the teacher as he went on and on about the way to solve the equation he'd written on the board. I'd given up on paying attention after the first ten minutes. This was never actually going to help me in life anyways.
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Post by Callie on Jul 22, 2011 14:58:08 GMT -5
Dice
I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Instead, I traipsed out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, opening the window above the sink. I needed to clear my head. Obviously I still wasn't awake, because suddenly, there was movement from somewhere behind me, and I whirled around to see Ki staring at me with wide eyes from the couch. Oh. Shit. I forgot about that.
Isaiah
I knocked on the door to the pre-calc classroom, and kept my head down a little bit when the teacher glared at me. "Miss Koontz sent me down to help and make sure everyone understands," I told him, handing him the permission slip. That's right. I didn't even have to sneak my way in here. I walked quietly to Lyssa's desk, taking the one next to her. I cracked open her book and pointed to the spot on the page where they were currently at. "Do you understand this part?" I asked her.
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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 22, 2011 15:13:20 GMT -5
Alyssa
I glanced up slightly as the classroom door opened. Maybe if I was lucky, it would be the Principal coming to get me in trouble about something. Isaiah? Why was he in my math class?! I stared at my notebook as he walked by, pretending I was paying too much attention to the lesson to notice, but he just had to sit right next to me and ask a question. What was I supposed to say? No, I feel like I'm looking at a different language.? Instead, I just nodded, then went back to staring at my textbook.
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Post by Callie on Jul 22, 2011 15:33:20 GMT -5
Kialish
It was kind of unnerving how difficult it was to keep my eyes on Dice's face. "... Dice, why aren't you dressed?" I didn't move from the couch while I spoke. "I just woke up. I forgot you were here and I always roam around nearly naked in the mornings." I stared blankly into her eyes while I tried to decide if she was being sarcastic or not. "Oh," I said finally.
Isaiah
"I think you're lying," I told her. "You said you weren't doing so well in pre-calc and I promised I'd help. Or maybe I didn't, but I am now. So... come at me, bro," I whispered to her, raising my eyebrows in a comical way. If she wouldn't accept my apology, it didn't matter. I'd figure out a way to make it up to her later. Right now, I was going to help her ace this class.
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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 22, 2011 16:18:29 GMT -5
Jake
After I'd gotten dressed, excluding my shirt, I wandered out of Dice's room to the kitchen. Kialish? Alright, I hadn't exactly been expecting this. "Fancy seeing you here," I remarked with a small smirk.
Alyssa
I frowned, letting my eyes meet his for a moment. He didn't look like he planned on leaving anytime soon... "Fine, I don't understand any of it. I understood the trigonometry part because we learned that last year, but I don't get how in hell I'm even supposed to solve a logarithmic function."
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Post by Callie on Jul 22, 2011 17:24:18 GMT -5
Dice
Still wide-eyed, Ki looked from Jake to me. "Uh... Dice?" "About that..." I started, unsure exactly what to say about this one. Oh, Ki, me and that guy you hate that raped your girlfriend and my best just had sex last night. No biggie! Oh yeah, that would go over well.
Isaiah
"Try this," I said, and tried to explain it to her, doing a few examples in the margins of her notebook.
OOC: I can't describe it since I hardly understand algebra. xD
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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 22, 2011 17:44:40 GMT -5
Jake "... You missed the sleepover?" I offered. This was incredibly awkward, though almost just as entertaining. I couldn't help finding it amusing, considering Kialish was almost never taken off guard by me. Alyssa I stared at the equations he'd written in my notebook, only understanding a little bit of what he was trying to explain. "I still don't get it how I get from the second number to the actual answer." OOC: You can skip to lunch, because I don't understand it either.
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Post by Callie on Jul 22, 2011 18:30:46 GMT -5
Kialish
I shot Jake a glare and stood up, looking at Dice. "What...?" She crossed her arms. "It's none of your concern, Ki." I shook my head in disbelief. Had she really just slept with the guy who had raped her best friend and then told me it was none of my concern? "Like hell it's not," I said, returning her "oh please" look. "If we're not married, it's not your business," she said indignantly, walking back down the hallway. "Where are you - " "I'm putting some clothes on!"
Isaiah
"Get it any better?" I asked her as the lunch bell rang and we got up from our seats. I wondered how Dempsey had gotten along in study hall; I'd left him in there alone, after all. "I am sorry," I added, glancing over to Lyssa.
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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 22, 2011 20:58:21 GMT -5
Jake
Don't leave me with him! I called after her, wondering if she'd even hear me or not. I'd never tried talking to her with my mind or brain or whatever. It was kind of weird. "Got anything to eat here?" I asked Kialish casually.
Alyssa
I nodded slightly, "Yeah, I think I understand at least some of it now. Thanks." I paused for a moment as I picked up my books. Why couldn't I be the good girlfriend and just say everything was fine and then we'd go to lunch together and hang out with our friends? "It's fine," I told him, forcing a small smile. Things didn't feel normal, though. I just felt awkward, like he was going to give me some lecture about needing to keep my shirt on if I stuck around any longer. "... I should go find Harmony," I mumbled, turning around with my books and heading out of the classroom.
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Post by Callie on Jul 22, 2011 21:59:28 GMT -5
Kialish
"In the fridge," I said with a scowl, following Dice back into her room. She threw a pillow at me when I stepped in, but she didn't actually stop me. "What are you doing?" she hissed, quickly pulling a shirt on. "I could ask you the same question. Do you know what this guy did, Dice?"
Isaiah
I stood there for another minute after she walked off, then shook my head at myself and headed off to lunch.
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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 22, 2011 22:09:53 GMT -5
Alyssa
I hadn't been able to find anyone I usually sat with, seeing that our usual table was empty, so I sat down with my tray, hoping everybody else would get here soon. It looked sort of weird being head cheerleader and eating alone.
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Post by Callie on Jul 22, 2011 22:48:00 GMT -5
Name: Noel Hart Age: 18 years old Gender: Male Race: Fallen Angel Picture: Personality/Bio: The kind of guy that prefers to keep to himself and draw, Noel definitely isn't the social type. He has some difficulties trusting people, and sometimes he even has difficulties just communicating. He's not really even that much of a complete dork; everyone just assumes he is because no one really talks to him. He is smart, though. Either way, mostly he just draws, sometimes he plays his bass guitar. If slightly aloof, once you get him talking and you're friends, he'll be a great friend to have. Noel doesn't stab people in the back. Ever. Noel used to go by the name Blaine Wuthers. Well, until he died. After that, he was a guardian angel for a while until his charge was ruthlessly murdered under his watch. Noel was doing a good job until Aimee was killed. According to him, that wasn't his fault. A guardian angel like Noel that had only been dead for a couple hundred years was no match for the Archangel Gabriel. In other words, Lucifer himself must have really wanted Aimee dead to send his best after her. But because Noel failed, God had to turn him into a Fallen Angel, forcing him to roam the streets of earth until it ended, forever eighteen. His cover story is that his parents died in a car crash when he was five and he's been hopping orphanages ever since. Not that anybody at his current school knows that... but that's mostly because in Santa Fe, the only time people pay attention to Noel is to make fun of him. And he's perfectly fine being alone. Tattoos, Piercings, and Distinguishing Marks: Two rings, side by side, in the outside part of his right eyebrow; nose piercing (as shown); tattoo that says "Fight For It" across his chest (as shown). Abilities: He can control darkness, use kinetic blast on someone's mind, or manipulate someone's mind so that they go insane. Other: He has a photographic memory. By default, as a Fallen Angel, he works for Satan. So that's what's up with the dark powers. HarmonyI skipped down the hallway, happy to finally be out of class. I grabbed a tray and some food, eventually finding Lyssa and plopping down next to her. "How goes it?" I asked her with a smile. I hadn't even talked to her this morning, and I wanted to know what was wrong, but I wasn't going to interrogate her. IsaiahAfter I'd gotten my tray and food, I saw Harmony and Alyssa sitting at the table I'd sat at Friday. Somehow I didn't think I was welcome, so I plopped down at a different table with just one kid at it. He glanced up at me, raised an eyebrow, then pointed behind him. Somewhere behind him. "The football players are over there," he said. I nodded slowly. "I know." "You're not sitting with them?" He looked faintly surprised as I shook my head.
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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 22, 2011 23:08:25 GMT -5
Alyssa
"It goes horrible," I muttered, staring at my food, letting what happened last night replay in my head so she could she. Why am I such an idiot? I asked her with a frown.
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Post by Callie on Jul 22, 2011 23:27:37 GMT -5
Harmony
I made a face. "You're not an idiot. He's just being a dick." He couldn't've politely asked her to put her shirt back on so he felt less awkward? Seemed a lot simpler to me. I looked over to the table where Isaiah was at and raised my eyebrows. He'd made a name for himself over the weekend, but hanging out with Noel brought your popularity to the end of the ladder. It simply wasn't cool to hang out with him. I didn't really understand why, as I'd never met the kid, but to each their own.
Isaiah
"So what's your name?" I asked the guy across from me. He didn't answer, only kept eating. Well, this lunch was going to be thrilling.
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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 23, 2011 1:54:05 GMT -5
Alyssa
I let out a frustrated sigh, "Maybe I am upset , but it doesn't mean he has to go ruin his entire social life just because we misunderstood each other!" I stood up as Blaze and Crystelle came over. "Where are you going?" Crystelle questioned, sitting down at the other end of the table. "I'll be right back," I mumbled, then walked off to Noel's table. "Isaiah? ... Do you want to come sit with us?"
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Post by Callie on Jul 23, 2011 11:45:51 GMT -5
Isaiah
I looked up at Lyssa in surprise, unsure of what to say. "I... You want me to?" I asked carefully.
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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 23, 2011 18:40:06 GMT -5
Alyssa
I smirked slightly, allowing myself to actually look him in the eyes momentarily. It was impossible to be upset with him while looking at him, though, so I ended up staring at the table. "Leone, if I didn't want you to sit with me, I wouldn't ask."
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Post by Callie on Jul 23, 2011 21:17:46 GMT -5
Isaiah
"Back to Leone, huh?" I asked, unable to keep the grin from spreading across my face. "But I can't leave my new friend." The kid scoffed. "I think I'll survive."
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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 23, 2011 21:42:26 GMT -5
Alyssa
I stayed silent for a moment, not sure what I was supposed to say to that. He seemed happy enough, but now he'd rather sit with the school creep? That didn't exactly make me feel any better. "Well... Have fun with that, then," I remarked, keeping a smirk slightly on my face by pure force.
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Post by Callie on Jul 23, 2011 22:51:22 GMT -5
Isaiah
I smiled at her a bit and stood up, bringing my tray with me. "I was kidding," I said simply, nodding my head towards the table. "Lead the way, princess." I wasn't dumb enough to think everything was okay between us, but I'd have to make it up to her later. I'd figure something out. I waved goodbye to the kid at the table, but he hardly acknowledged me. "What's his problem?" I muttered to Lyssa when we were a safe distance away from the table.
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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 23, 2011 23:36:12 GMT -5
Alyssa
I shrugged slightly as I sat back down at our table. "Nobody really knows, because most people know to stay away from him," I told him, smirking slightly in his direction.
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Post by Callie on Jul 24, 2011 11:05:20 GMT -5
Isaiah
"Well, I didn't feel like sitting with the rest of the football team, which was basically my only other choice. Excuse me for thinking you didn't like me and being antisocial because of it," I said with a grin. "Though I guess I'm really that antisocial," I muttered, glancing back at the other kid.
Dice
I crossed my arms. Christ, Ki was seriously reminding me of my dad right now. "Of course I know what he did, Ki. Do you think I'm stupid?" He surveyed me for a moment. "Then why did you fuck him?" "I was drunk. Let it go." "And you haven't kicked him out yet. You're defending him!" he exclaimed, following after me into the living room after I'd pulled some pants on. I grimaced. "Of course I'm defending him. You're acting like a maniac right now!"
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Post by Ashley (; on Jul 24, 2011 13:25:40 GMT -5
Alyssa
"I do like you," I told him with a laugh, wrapping my arms around him in a friendly hug. It felt weird to hug Isaiah like he was just a friend, but it was the only excuse I could think of that let me touch him without him getting upset at me again or something.
Jake
"I do have to agree," I remarked innocently, "You are acting like a maniac. Sometimes you have to move on and stop holding grudges all the time. She wasn't even your daughter."
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Post by Callie on Jul 24, 2011 13:39:45 GMT -5
Isaiah
I hugged her back for a moment, then kissed her on the top of the head, wondering if this meant we were okay, now. Either way, I still had to make it up to her, and damn it, I was going to come up with something good. "Look who's here," I remarked after a moment, pointing over her shoulder to the archway leading to the lunchroom; Jay was walking through. Nearly the entire lunchroom was silent as he made his way to our table, shaking his head. "Jeez, you'd almost think they're all virgins," he remarked with a scoff, sitting down next to Alyssa.
Kialish
I stopped my rant and turned my gaze to Jake. "What are you talking about? Dice, what is he talking about? I swear to God, if you so much as laid one finger on Lyssa..." I left the threat to dangle and took a step toward him. Dice quickly got between us and put her hands on my shoulders. "Sit," she hissed. "Down, boy." "Did you just hear him?! He's talking about L - " I started frantically, but she clapped a hand over my mouth and pushed me down onto the couch. Then the turned and pointed at Jake. "You too, buster. We're all going to talk this out, just like old friends. Got it?" I wanted to argue, but from the tone of her voice and the look in her eyes, I assumed it was probably a bad idea. So I drew my lips into a thin line and nodded.
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