Young Writers Society

YEA!! So if you already are in the other you keep the same charactor, if you want that is .


So yea, do I need to put anything else, I'll probably edit in Siren's info though.


Siren Peterson
16
New; just moved from outta state
quiet, kinda shy
really beautiful; but doesn't think she is
Tan skin
hates girly stuff; but can out girl a cheerleader if needed
Wears-
-Tenashoes (sp)
-jeans
-t-shirt
Hair:
-Pony tail
-Brown with natural highlights
Eyes-
-Texas Sky Blue
-No glasses

Name: Max Remos
Gender: Male
Age: 18
History: Attended exchange student program to Japan not one year ago.
Personality: He's OK with talking to others although he's the kind of person who's at peace when he's alone. He is very smart, his grade point average back in Canada was 76%. Max is the kind of person who helps others by giving them advice. He may be scrawny, but his dad had been teaching him karate ever since he was a child. He is now a brown belt, which is one belt away from black. He only uses violence as a last resort, nothing else, but he won't stand by and let some punk punch him in the face when he can counter it. Max is the type of guy who doesn't care what others think of him. In popularity terms, he never "goes with the flow" unless he wants to.
Eyes: Brown
Skin: Caucasian
Nationality: Originally Canadian but moved here last month.
Popularity: Unsound
Relationship: Single. He's been in one or two relationships in the past, but nothing he'd actually call a commitment. He hasn't even had his first kiss yet. He is saving it for a very special girl...
Body: Skinny
Hair: Long and unkempt, dark brown.
Wearing:
-Red T-shirt
-Blue worn jeans
-Year old white running shoes
-Silver chain with a ring attached (His friends in Japan gave him the ring and he wears it all the time so he'll never forget about them.)

Name= Kevin Hall.
Age= Just turned 18.
Hair= Black.
Eyes= A dashing green.
Complexion= A smooth, medium tan.
Personality= Smart, witty, sweet and very fun.
History= His little sister drowned herself last year and ever since then he's become rather protective of all his female friends.
Other= Kevin has a great singing voice and wants to be an actor or join a band.

Siren

Siren slowly walked into the school her back pack slung over her shoulder. She looked around and bit her bottem lip. SHe hated moving, her older brother walked past her giving her a slap on the back as he did. He was never much help when it came to new schools. She found her locker and pulled it open. There was gum stuck to the roof and it was covered in dust.

"Yay, just perfect." She muttered to herself. She slipped a few of her books in it and then looked around. She still had a half hour until class started. Her brother always got there early. He wanted to talk to the football couch today. Every other day there was an excuse for it. She slowly moved towards the cafateria, there were alot of people there so she sunk down into a chair at an empty table. She looked around watching everyone. She could usually tell people personalitys by watching them. She like to watch people sense she was kinda shy. Her pocket vibrated and she hit the ignore button through her jeans. She didn't want her cell phone taken away. Her parents wouldn't pick it up until the end of the month.

Kevin

I headed into the school, walked into the drama studio, slung my bag down in a corner and checked my schedule.

"Drat," I murmured. "Looks like drama isn't first." With a grin at my own stupidity, I picked my bag back up and headed to the music classroom.

Ava Larson
Female
18
Bio-->Just moved into her own apartment in town.
Has lived alone for the past year after she lost her mother to cancer.
Never knew her father, though is still living.
Moved here to be near her grandparents.
Personality-->Very independent. Has a full-time job but will not start until she is settled into her apartment. Loves to go out at night, but rarely gets drunk. Beautiful, but seems unable to hold a long term relationship. Loves change; not too happy doing one thing for too long. Fun loving. Thrill seeker. Spontaneous.
Appearance-->long auburn curls
hazel eyes
slightly tan, about as much as a redhead can get
about 110lbs

Ava

Ava strolled into school about half an hour late, much like her in a way. Nothing was worth rushing, especially your first day of school in a new town. Her long auburn curls hung loosely on her shoulders, hiding the shoulders of a white tank top. Below the tank she wore a pair of jeans that had afew holes in them but she wore them anyway, they seemed to be in fashion nowadays anyway.

She had some thin flipflops on her feet that clacked slightly as she strolled into English class and picked a seat as if she hadn't been late at all. She placed her backpack on the ground beside her and her car keys and cell phone on the desk (on silent, of course) and placed her elbows on the desktop, looking intent on learning whatever it was the teacher was attempting to teach--if anything. It wasn't like Ava to be too concerned with the goings-on around her, but she enjoyed learning interesting things--as well as pretending to enjoy them.

Amber Tuchtone, a.k.a. Pippy
Female
17
Claustrophobic
Has anxiety attacks
Fun to be around when she isn't depressed.
Short Red hair with bleach-blond tips.
Green eyes
Pale skin with freckles
Semi-Popular, most people know her.
single
Average size; not skinny, not fat.
Wearing:
Ripped brown jeans that have been signed by all of her friends,
a white Jeffree Star baby doll shirt. And black and red Vans slip-ons.

She saw a girl sitting alone at one of the tables, and figured she would go socialize. It was early in the morning, but she was almost fully awake. She carried her tray over to the table and dropped her Slipknot book bag on the top of it, pushing it over to make room for her tray. The girl seemed a little startled, when Amber realized she had never seen her before.


"New, huh? Or are you just being gangsta?" She laughed and sat across from the girl, who looked a little shy. Putting her left elbow on the table, she leaned on it, setting her feet up in the seat next to her.


"Yeah...I just moved here." The girl said hesitantly, but realized Amber was trying to make friends.


"Sweet. What's your name?" She hadn't intended on actually eating the food, or going to first period English, but she got the tray anyway just to sit around the lunchroom, and hey, it had introduced her to a new kid, practically.


"Siren." She replied, realizing Amber had no intention on eating her food.


"Well, Siren, my name's Amber, but everyone calls me Pippy." She made a gesture to the red hair that fell just below her shoulders, and Siren nodded. "Long story...I got that nickname when I first moved here." Shoved her book bag over some more so that Siren could see her a little better.


"What do you take first period? I'm not going to first, but maybe I could show you how to get there."

“Geometry.” Siren groaned. She looked around, this was a big school.

“Aw, poor you.” Pippy laughed smiling,

“Yea, poor me, I would rather English over it any day.” She moaned.

“Come on , I’ll take you there.” Pippy said standing up. Siren followed her watching everyone that was around her. Taking in as many things as she could so she could remember where she was going.


*sorry tis short*

"So...Find anything interesting around here?" She said to Siren, trying to start a conversation. They turned onto a long hallway lined with tall lockers.


"Not yet."She replied.


"Well, you won't find much to do around here. Not a big place, not much to do. We just got a new theater in town, though." This time they went up a small flight of stairs, onto the second floor. The school wasn't that big, so they added the second floor of this building to put in extra classes. She led her down the hall to the third door on the right, stopping and leaning against the wall.


"Here it is. Good old Geometry." Amber rolled her eyes as she said 'Geometry', and smiled to Siren.

"Want me to meet you here after class, and walk with you to second period?" She awaited Siren's reply, and glanced at her watch, signaling her not to be late.

"Yea, sure." She hurried into class and quickly took the last seat open, next to her worst nightmare, a cheerleader.

"Someoen is sitting here." The cheerleader snapped.

"I didn't see anyone." She said looking forward.

"Yea, cause they had to leave for a minute."

"Thats their problem." She replied,

"Listen up, B****, get out of the seat, I'm not gonna sit next to you." The cheerleader hissed.

"Get over it." Siren replied, she shut her mouth hoping she didnt have to talk any more.

She watched Siren go into the classroom, and ground her teeth together. She hated that preppy freakin cheerleader the poor girl had to sit next to. She would do anything to shove that girls pretty little face into a brick wall. Amber then couldn't help but overhear the conversation. This set her off.


Amber flung the classroom door open and crossed the room over to the cheerleader, shoving desks out her way and dropping her book bag. The girl was still standing, eye level to Amber.


"Alright you sk*nky little wh*re, watch your mouth, before I rip you a new one. You respect her," She pointed to Siren, "and I won't have to come back and tear out your fake little eyelashes, got it?" The cheerleader flipped her hair to the side, and got brave.


"Yeah right, fat *ss! You wouldn't touch me." Preppy girl replied. Before she could blink, Amber had her shoved against the back wall of the classroom, with her forearm to the girl's neck.People shouted 'FIGHT!' and the teacher squealed for her to get off the girl. Little Miss Prep was coughing, Amber had her lifted about a foot off the ground.


"Try me." She said, and dropped her to the ground.

Siren

Siren stared in disbelief, no one had ever done that before. She watched Amber yell in the girls face. She walked up behind her and tapped her on the shoulder.

"You might want to leave her be." SHe wispered. Amber stared at her.

"Why?" She demanded,

"So you don't get expelled and I have no one to talk to." Siren said looking around. She glared at the prep who was slowly pulling herself off the floor. The teacher was standing next to the door.

She nodded to Siren, anger was still emitting from her face. She turned, leaving the girl kneeling in the floor to catch her breath, and headed to the door. Amber stopped in front of the teacher and glared at her.


"Yeah, I'm leaving. Come on Siren." Her voice was hard and demanding. She grabbed her book bag and walked out, Siren was confused, but followed her. Siren waved to the teacher and told her she would 'cool' Amber off.


They took off down the hallway, silent for a few moments. When they reached the stairs, Siren looked at her said, "Thanks...but why did you do that for me?" She tried not to sound like she didn't appreciate it, because she did, and didn't want to offend Amber.


"I hate that stupid prep. She pushes my buttons constantly, and when she did that..." Amber sighed, blowing off some steam, "Well, lets just say it really got to me." She led them outside to the recess area to chill off.