Young Writers Society

Sounds like fun.

Name: Kai (This is my trademark story name)
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Education: Going through an extra year of high school for more credits. When he's finished he's going to college for video game design.
Family: Mom (40), Dad (45), and sister (13).
Appearance: Shoulder length very dark brown hair, brown eyes, 6'2 tall, broad shoulders, wears black fingerless gloves during the colder seasons, usually wears a black T-shirt, blue jeans and vest.
Personality: Friendship and integrity are the two most important things to him. He never turns his back on someone if he knows he can help them. Has a kind of empathy; he's open and friendly, so when people start talking to him they feel he is someone they can confide with. Underneath his friendly exterior, though, he is smart in the ways of manipulation, especially with people he doesn't like. (Western zodiac sign: Virgo/Chinese zodiac sign: Snake)
History: Tylor has always been a very smart person. Even with his ADHD and dyslexia he never failed any of his classes. In fact, his grade average is around 85%. About a year ago he spent 10 months in Japan as an exchange student, in which time he learned how to speak Japanese. He used to go to karate with his father every week. Although he knows how to fight, he never resorts to violence unless absolutely necessary. Even though most girls think he's cute, he's never had a real girlfriend...

Pet: Venom (snake to match his chinese zodiac sign)

Audra

I laughed at Serra. She was too good at this. And to think I was sitting in the back row, drawing dragons through all of this...coincidence?

But, damn, Miss Walling had to outlaw fantasy creatures. Oh well...I guess I could just stick with mustangs or wolves.

I pulled out a piece of paper I'd already torn to make mini notes out of. Who could I write? I looked around, and my gaze settled on a tall, brown haired senior just beside me. He was a quiet guy, and I didn't really know him, so...what the heck? Why not make friends?

You bored? I'm Audra.

I passed it to him first chance I got.

Name: Din

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Education: High school senior

Family: Mom, dad and older brother

Appearance: Most likely taller than you (six and a half feet), though slouches slighty. Dark brown eyes and thick (though not particularly long) brown hair with a somewhat large head (physically >>) and prominent chin. Skinny with thin limbs, weighing in at about 190~ lbs. Typically wears green/gray/black sweaters with jeans.

Personality: He likes his sarcasm; good at getting to know people when given the opertunity, though not great at creating said opertunity. Fiercely liberal in most ways with a few exceptions such as drug use. Competative, passionate in some respects while apathetic in others, and quick to raise voice and/or become irate.

History: Moved twice early in life. Gone to public school all his life, which he has had a good expirience with and is quick to defend. And. Uh. Other stuff.

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[Din]

Well, well. It looks we have some jokers in this class.

Some jokers who have apparently never had shitty teacher before. Or they have, but they still want to give her a hard time. I'd have thought they would've exhuasted their teacher-bashing tongues by now, but apparently not. Some things never change, I guess.

But they had a point. An essay about animals was retarded.

I had been struggling on the brink of napping for a while, but animals were the last straw.

Screw it.

Using the somewhat tall senior kid with longish brown hair – the girl sitting next to him had just passed him a note – I slumped onto the desk and rested my head on my arms. I never got enough sleep, so this was simply catch-up. I could probably learn more dreaming anyway.

Even though I never remembered my dreams.

Essays were no problem for Kai. He had already finished writing out his rough outline when someone lightly poked him in the arm. The girl beside him was handing him a note. He quietly took the note and opened it.

You bored? I'm Audra.

He looked back to the girl and cocked an eyebrow. That earned him a smile. He wrote, A little. I'm Kai. on the back of the paper and handed it back to Audra when the teacher wasn't looking.

Audra

I smiled when he acknowledged me; a good sign, as always.

I quickly read the note he passed back to me. A little. I'm Kai.

Kai. For some reason, I had always loved that name! How ironic that this senior had the same name and appearance as one of my made-up characters...

Nice name. It sounds cool. So, what do you think of this essay? It's gonna be easy!

I hoped he would respond.

Name: Billy

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Education: Just finished sophomore year (I think...)

Family: Mum, Dad, younger brother and sister.

Appearance: Short, but thick, brown hair, brown eyes, roughly 6'3", thin and a bit lanky, weighing about 165 lbs. He generally wears blue denim shorts and a white t-shirt, with a brown jacket and jeans in winter.

Personality: Likes meeting new people, but isn't particularly good with crowds. He tends to be kind of arrogant, though it's really an attempt to screen his shyness, especially relating to girls. He is quite intelligent, but would get much better marks if he wasn't so lazy. He reads a lot, but also spends a lot of time playing basketball in the summer and rugby in the winter.

History: Billy is very smart, averaging high eighty's to low ninety's with minimal study (it's true) He recently spent a few weeks in France on a school trip, which improved his French speaking. He's gone to private school all his life, though claims he's not a massive snob.

Lupe

"Excuse me." my voice rose from the back. Everyone who had started to work on their homework glanced up.

"Aren't mythical creatures considered animals?"

Walling sighed, "No because they aren't real."

"But your an English teacher. You know in fantasy genres dragons and griffins and such are considered part of the animal kingdom."


"That may be true in books but not here."

I surveyed the room, "How many people here would have written about a mythical creature?"

Several of the hands went up.

"How many people think this assignment would benefit them if they could write about mythicals?"

The same people kept their hands raised. The rest seemed content with the assignment before them.

I smiled at Walling as she looked around the room, "Your point doesn't satisfy me. Write the original assignment."

The bell rang and a loud shuffling arose as everyone packed their bags. I sighed, I hated losing arguments. My mood quickly lightened as I remembered that there was good food for lunch. I loved fifth period lunch because the cafeteria was right down the hall from the English room was and it was eleven o'clock, a perfect eating time. I hauled my bag over my shoulder and picked up my agenda. Quickly I skirted past groups of people I didn't like and arrived in the middle of he growing lunch line.

I leaned against the wall, my ragged bag hanging from my shoulder. The old thing my have looked like it was gonna fall any second but it seemed to like me enough to last me a few hundred years. I smiled at the bag and looked up to count the dots on the ceiling.

I'll be gone for a few days, and I don't have time to put that in all my things so if you are in *them please tell anyone if they ask. Thanks. *

Audra sighed as the bell rang, she didn't get an answer from Kai. As she packed up her things Kai dropped the piece of paper they had been using on her desk. He smiled at her as he turned to grab his bag and walk out of the classroom.

The note read, Easy doesn't cover it. I'm half-way done. Meet me in the cafeteria, I'd like to talk to you in person.

Audra

I read through his reply again. What? He wanted to talk to me in person? How much better would this day get?

I took my time, as usual, walking down the hall, to my locker, and then back up it again. I had art next, and I could leave for lunch whenever I pleased. Of course, I had no need to hurry; my long legs and agility let me pass through the halls with ease and still have time to spare.

I waved at Mrs. Edwards, letting her know I was indeed present, before turning and dashing towards the cafeteria. If I got there quick enough, I could avoid all the maniacs that tended to shove and wrestle in the middle of the lines...always a pain in the ass!

Of course, I could always wait a few minutes, and let them go through ahead of me, leaving the peaceful students to get what they wanted without trouble...

That would work, too.

I saw Kai sitting alone at one of the tables off in the corner. Wasn't he lonely? Oh, well. He'd wanted to talk to me in person, and he would get that.

I smiled as I walked over and sat down in front of him.

Lupe

I emerged from the jungle they call the lunch line with chocolate milk, a cookie, and some macaroni and cheese. The good homemade kind not the out of the box kind. I surveyed the lunch room only to find out my usual place was taken up by a bunch of rhinoceroses, also called Cal and his friends. I sighed when I saw them etching profanity into the plastic tables with their pocketknives

The rest of the room was mostly full, or at least the freshman side of it was. The only spots open were a few tables on the senior side. Two people from my English class had occupied one table so I felt safe to go over and claim one for myself.

I took the table two down from my peers. They seemed engrossed in their conversation so I didn't interrupt. I wolfed down my food quickly and opened my bag. I searched for my MP3, only to find a hole at the bottom.

"Shit." I hissed. Frantically I looked around the table, then turned to my bag which was pitifully slumped on the chair next to me.

"Why?" I asked it, "I treat you right. I patch up your holes, keep you alive. Only to find you shitted out my MP3."

I heard someone clear their voice behind me. I looked up to see yet another kid from my English class. Small world. And in her hand, thank the good lord above us, was my MP3.

"You dropped this in the hall." she said. Her blonde hair and blue eyes suddenly made me think of a character in a book I was reading.

I smiled gratefully, "Thank you. You're..."

"In your English class?" She finished my sentence for me, "That's how I saw you drop it. You were walking through the halls too fast. My names Alice."

She smiled and handed my MP3 to me. I pocketed it, the next best things next to messenger bags were pockets. She sat down beside me, with out any food.

"Lupe." I answered, I noticed some metal in my voice for some apparent reason. She didn't notice it, apparently.

"Aren't you gonna eat something?"

She shook her head, "I'm not very hungry, if I am I usually eat some of this."

She pulled out a previously opened chocolate bar. She unwrapped it and took a bite out of it. I like her. I thought to myself.

Mr. Quinn's class, finally. We were working on genetics today, which was fine by me. After all, I never did get that stuff in middle school.

"Psst. Jorin."

I turned to see Chelsey, one of my friends, with a note in her hand. "Read that and pass it on."

With a shrug, I took the note. A few other students snickered, but I ignored them. Meeting after school. We've got to do something about Miss Walling.

I wrote back, Why? I'm ok with the work.

Mr. Quinn started the class, and I payed attention. Genetics was finally starting to make sense.

Gosh, I didn't expect this to be so successful! Thanks for joining everyone!

Ariel-

I sat down quietly at a deserted table shoved up against the wall, setting down my small lunch and sighing quietly. I sat down and pushed my food away from me, glancing around. I knew i wouldn't know anyone since i had just moved to this town. We were always forced to move once we got situated, it seemed.

I nibbled on a cold french fry as i hunched my shoulders, trying to appear as small and invisible as possible. I hated all lunch rooms but this one seemed especially bad, as it was my first time at this school and at a high school, too. I had just been bumped up a grade and went from being a Eight Grader to a freshman. So now i was the youngest in my class...or group...by a lot. Even in Middle School i had been the second youngest, so now it seemed like i was surrounded by a bunch of giants.

I wanted desperately to pull out my notebook and write or draw something, but i knew if i did i would draw unwanted attention to myself. So instead i sat, leaning against the wall, watching everyone else to get a feel of what High School Life would be like.

*I'm not actually a high schooler, nor was i bumped up, but i figured that if i posted as still being a middle schooler, i would be alone. So excuse me if i make any mistakes regarding classes or anything like that.*

*That's okay, we'll help you out!*

Oooh! This looks fun!

Name~ Bella

Age~ 15 on Valentine's Day

Gender~ Female

Education~ Freshman year of high school. Is in advanced math and writing.

Family~ Mom, Dad, younger brother (gag)

Appearance~ five foot seven. Chesnut-brown hair, with blond highlights that she's trying to grow out. Hair is shoulder length (gag), and she hates it. Also has these annoying attempts at bangs (gag again). Her eyes are brown, and fairly dark; they get darker when she's angry or upset. Cheeks are always a rosy pink, unless she feels ill, then they get pale. Is fairly skinny, with just a little bit of baby fat left. XD

Personality~ Likes meeting new people, and is almost always in a good mood. When she gets really mad at someone, she has the tendency to yell a lot, and occasionally hit people. Tries to maintain a tough image, as to not be pushed around. Dispises the kids who think they are better than everyone else, and is constantly plotting their downfall. Is almost too open to other people, but at the same time doesn't trust very well. Can be extremely girly, while still remaining somewhat tomboy-ish.

History~ has lived in the same house in teh same town since she was three.

Extra~ Wears jeans almost constantly, with her hoodies. Loves singing (was in honors choir). Is athletically challenged, and usually ends up trying to punch one of the jocks (males) during gym class because they feel the need to make fun of or yell at her.


***Can someone pull my character in to the storybook please? I'm horrible at entrances***