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Nicholas:

The ladder was a bit short, but Nicholas found he could jump onto it. Taking a deep breath, Nicholas let go of the ledge, quickly catching the ladder. The ladder swayed a few times, making Nicholas feel like he was going to be sick, but he leaned the opposite way of where it was falling towards and pressed himself against the wall. Okay. The ladder was set and not moving. He climbed down easily, then jumped off of the ladder. He let out a sigh of relief and scratched the back of his head. 

"I, uh... ... ... Thanks," Nicholas thanked the girl. She did deserve it. After all, she'd just basically saved his life. Now, he thought, kind of annoyed at himself, I'll have to treat her to something. As a thanks. "So, do you like ice cream?" he asked, beginning to turn away. 

Corvina:

She grinned, turning back to Mia. "Well, thank you!" she said with a smile. "Hmm... ... I'll try holding one, then, next time I go to a zoo." She let out a warm smile. 

Nicholas:

"Nicholas. Nicholas Farriell." He looked at her hand, but didn't bother to shake it. He began to walk off, waving his hand in a motion that told Honey to follow him. Nicholas walked silently, entering inside of the school. Every now and then he would glance at Honey. She looked like a nice person. Nice, but most likely annoying. Nicholas rolled his eyes as he continued to the school's cafeteria, where you'd get food and buy additional snacks as an option. Annoying people. One last thing he needed on earth. 

Nicholas stood outside of the cafeteria's doors, leaning against the wall. He looked at Honey. "Wait here," he mumbled, then pulled something small out of his pocket. It almost looked like a pill. He ripped a tab off of the pill, then rolled it into the cafeteria. It sparked for a few minutes, then exploded into clouds of smoke. He darted into the grey mess. 

When he came back out, he had two bars of ice cream in his hand. He began to dash from the scene before anybody could see him, waving at Honey to follow him before leaving her. "Vanilla or strawberry?" he asked as they ran through the hallways, until he finally led her outside. He sat down on a bench, leaving room for Honey. 

Sorry for the short post, can't think of anything.

(( It's fine. It'd better than nothing. ^-^ ))

Corvina:

She smiled at Mia, then looked up as the teacher walked into the room. The assignment was to do a realistic portrait of a man the teacher had brought into the classroom, in any medium they wanted. Alright, it didn't seem too hard. On her pad of paper, Corvina began to sketch out the guide lines of the man's face. She noticed how he had a long face, with very pronounced cheekbones. She added small lines that would help her with the shading. Once she got the actual shape of the man's head correct, she began to draw out his hair. It was short, almost a buzz-cut. That wasn't too hard, but that meant she'd have to spend a lot of time on the ears. Corvina was silent as she went to work, her HB pencil flying with light strokes. 

Nicholas:

He handed her the vanilla bar, then opened up the package of the strawberry bar. He gave it a small lick. "Hm? Oh. I was getting ice cream." He shrugged one shoulder, putting the cold dessert his his mouth, but quickly yanking it out due to how its coldness was too much for his sensitive teeth. "I don't have any money on me right now. So I couldn't pay for the ice cream." He waved his free hand. "Stealing was one of my only options. At least, it was the option that would have been easiest for me." He shrugged one shoulder, then put the ice cream back in his mouth. 

OOC: I see we have some new members  Well, welcome. everyone!! :3

Jasper

She bent down to tie her shoes, then leveled back up. She put all the bows and arrows away before turning to her brother. 

"Well, bro, thanks for bringing your guy friend here to meet me, but I gotta go to my horseback riding class now. Byeash!" She looked back at them one more time before walking quickly towards the barn area.

Bacardi

"Huh. Who knew she was so un-shy around people she liked?" He said, more to himself than anything. He looked sideways at Mihael before realizing he needed a smoke.

"I should probably go buy more cigarettes..." He scuffed his shoes against the ground and slowly started walking towards the store across the street, where he bought his cigarettes (legally, thank you!).

Mia: *Began to draw the man, first working on the structure of his face. She soon decided it was okay, and began working in his short hair.*

NEW PERSON ALERT

Name: Damien Hollow

Nickname: D-Man

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Grade: 11

CRUSH/Bf/Gf: Well.....maybe a little....

Dorm Room #: 3

Personality: She is very very smart, could-skip-a-grade smart, but just chooses to keep that part of her hidden. So, she is a straight-B student. She LOVES her skateboard. Never ever dares to go anywhere without it. She's the ultimate skater punk girl, and is often mistaken for butch, or lesbian. But really, she is straight as a pole. She's extremely laid-back. She's basically one of the guys. She hates stupid people.

History: Mom and dad both dead. She jumped from foster home to foster home. She was busted for arson and being in a gang at age 14. Even though her gang actually lit the fire and then left her behind on accident, they didn't bother bailing her out. So, she was sent here for her freshman year, but burn marks on her arm as proof from the fire. She's probably been here the longest.

Pets: Her skateboard, Lucie. Oh, you mean actual animals? She has two very tame pet mice that she is always setting loose in the classroom. Oh, and a rabbit named Skitters.

Talents(?): She's really smart....? She can pick about any lock in the school, I suppose. And she boards.

Looks: 

Other: I'll make another guy a little later

Ivy:

Ivy looked over at Corvina, and blinked. No one had ever really commented in that sort of way about her artwork like that before. She muttered a small thank you, before shifting, and looking at the man the teacher had brough in. After a couple of seconds, she decided that she would just do a carcol sketch, and shade it in as she went along.

Mihael:

He waved goodbye to Jasper, and followed behind Bacardi. He didn't hate the two, they actually seemed pretty tolerable. Sure, Bacardi was a little bit.. Ah... How you say... Totally weird, and the girl seemed like she wanted to beat people up most of the time, but, it wasn't that big of a deal.

"If you don't mind, I'm coming with. I need a pack anyway. Been too broke to buy after for a few weeks now~" He sighed.

(Might not be on here very often tonight! So sorry!)

oh then what dorm numbers are open im looking through the pages but im totally lost...

Neytiri at July 20, 2012 at 2:23 PM

Honey nodded taking the ice cream bar out of it's wrapper. "Quite clever, if I do say so myself," she said with a smile, taking a lick of the ice cream. So cold it was! But so good. She then took another lick. "Thank you for getting me this," she said looking over at him. (Gah, sorry. -_-)

Nicholas:

He didn't smile back. Instead, he simply shrugged one shoulder and continued to eat his ice cream bar. He looked at the sky as he licked the dessert, until he looked back at Honey with questioning eyes. She was too nice to be in this place- This place that was supposed to be for people who'd gotten themselves in a little bit of trouble with the law. So... ... Why was Honey there? 

"Say," he said, starting to bring up the question. Normally he wouldn't ask anybody about their business because he hated conversations, but this time, he was honestly curious. "What got you into this school?" 

Angel-of-Shadows at July 20, 2012 at 4:01 PM

Ivy:

Ivy looked over at Corvina, and blinked. No one had ever really commented in that sort of way about her artwork like that before. She muttered a small thank you, before shifting, and looking at the man the teacher had brough in. After a couple of seconds, she decided that she would just do a carcol sketch, and shade it in as she went along.

Mihael:

He waved goodbye to Jasper, and followed behind Bacardi. He didn't hate the two, they actually seemed pretty tolerable. Sure, Bacardi was a little bit.. Ah... How you say... Totally weird, and the girl seemed like she wanted to beat people up most of the time, but, it wasn't that big of a deal.

"If you don't mind, I'm coming with. I need a pack anyway. Been too broke to buy after for a few weeks now~" He sighed.

(Might not be on here very often tonight! So sorry!)

Corvina:

She smiled at the girl. "Hah, you're not used to that kind of flattery, are you?" Corvina read people like books. With a smile on her face, Corvina went back to the drawing and began to do the little details. The shape of the man's noise, eyes, mouth... Once she got the basics done, she started to add in more details. Now she was down to simple lineart. 

Honey had tried to forget about all that. But she answered him anyway. "Wrong place, wrong time," she sighed, "and hanging out with the wrong crowd," Truly that's how it was. She, personally didn't do anything wrong. But the cops thought otherwise. "...What about you?" she asked taking another lick of her ice cream. 

Nicholas:

Oh. That made a lot of sense. "I'm, uh, sorry...?" He hesitated a bit before telling her. Was she... Really trustworthy? He let out a sigh. He was going to regret telling Honey. "It's a long story... ... But I'll tell you anyway." 

Nicholas ran a hand through  his hair. "Mmr... ... My parents were mugged. Mugged and murdered right in front of me. ... I was eight when that happened." He looked at his ice cream and watched as a drop fell onto the ground. "So I went into hiding after that. I didn't want to go to an orphanage. My parents both had no siblings, and all of my grandparents were dead. I lived by stealing from others and making little bombs like that smoke screen you saw earlier. I finally got caught in the middle of a huge burglary when I was around... ... Thirteen, maybe? The police found out I'd been one of the criminals they've been dying to catch, nicknamed the 'Shadow' by media. So I was sent to a few special orphanages for people in trouble with the law. Nobody wanted me, so I was just sent here."

He licked his ice cream before it all completely melted away, then wrapped the stick up in the wrapper to throw out. Why am I telling her this...? Nicholas thought to himself, kind of annoyed. 

Bacardi

"Fine by me." He smiled a quirky smile. "Let's just hope that Mr. I-Hate-People-Who-Smoke won't run into us." He chuckled and walked along, whistling. "So, if you don't mind me asking, why are you here? You seem pretty decent. I mean, it's obvious why I'm here, and Jasper just followed me. But you...I can't figure you out." He shrugged.

Damien

She opened the doors to this stupid school and checked her watch. It was Lunchtime for Track B and 4th hour for everyone else. She sighed and tripped lightly down the stairs to the Art building. Time to let loose some hell.

"Okay, Shredder, Momo, you know what to do." She whispered to the two mice inside the plastic cup she held. She glided into the Art room with a brief "Sorry i'm late." and sat down. At the exact moment she sat down, she let loose her mice.

Jasper

Jasper, you are a stupid, lifeless human being with no sense of directional lust. Keep your mind off of Mihael and your hands to yourself.

She grimaced and walked to the barn and tacked up Ranger, the Thoroughbred that was one of the stable nags-one that anyone could ride. She mounted and let Ranger bolt to the track, where they immediately started the invisible race. 

Ivy:

She grins sheepishly, and shrugs a little bit, working on the basic structure of the man first, before getting to all the details,
"I don't personally think I'm the best artist on the earth, so, getting a compliment like that one was a bit of a shock to me." The periods changed, and Ivy was about to leave, when door slammed open, and another girl skidded into the room. Ivy wasn't paying much attention to him... Until she let loose the mice. Her eyes widened. Seriously?!

Mihael:

"Would you believe me if I said if I was a serial killer?" he questioned, a small smirk on his face, "No? Probably not... I was charged with arson, and I wasn't cooperating at 'normal' school, so, they sent me here." He's not ashamed of his story or his past, and he doesn't clam up about it like most of the kids do here.

"Let me guess for you... Drug dealer? That, or, you stabbed someone..."

Bacardi

"Not a big surprise, actually." He smiled and chuckled softly. "Well, yeah. Big-time drug charge. Cocaine addicts. I've never stabbed anyone, but I would if they were messing with Jasper, or anyone else I know and love. Parents hesitantly included." He smirked and shrugged. 

"Well, I guess this makes us interesting people." He paid for the cigs and strolled out. "Thank god I'm eighteen, no more stealing cigarettes."

Damien

She sat back in her chair and tried to abort her laugh, so it came out a combination hack-snort. Momo was crawling all over the subsitute teacher, and Shredder was who-knows where. Time to take Momo back so she wouldn't get in too much trouble. But she'd let Shredder do his thing.

"Um, ma'am? You have a thing, right there." She pointed to her shoulder. She giggled as the teacher screamed and threw the mouse across the room.

Damien dove to catch poor Momo before she hit the ground. "I'll take this animal outside where it belongs." Play innocent. She really just went outside, put her in her pocket, and came back in.