Killian High School RPG

Caralina----


Caralina wanted to burst out into a huge grin, but she didn't change her facial expression.

That is fine, She put, Now for new conversation.

A kid walked into the class and over to the teacher. She nodded and he left.

"Miss Caralina, Mr. Ryans, you are needed in the office." She replied,

"What?" Caralina asked looking up.

"Because you need a scheadule change, and I don't know why they want to talk to him." She replied. Hurry up."

Ryan:

I grinned. "Come on, it wonzt be so bad."

We walked out and toward the office.

"Well, Ryan, it's good to see you in my office again. Do you think you could tutor my daughter? She seems to be having trouble following the rules...and I need someone to have a good influence on her. would you mind?"

I sighed. "I suppose not."

**could someone bring me in somehow?**

Liz~

Liz walked out of the empty classroom, rubbing her cheek and mumbling to herself. She tore some of the pages out of her notebook and tossed them into the editing room. Liz yawned as she walked stiffly into the detention room. School was almost over anyway. She sat down on a desk in the back and took out her English book, reading up on Shakespeare. Stupid man. Who does he think he is? My father of course, but all he looks at is all my detentions...never my grades.It's not like I'm dumb or anything...I just don't care for all this troublesome school work. She thought as she flipped the page, being engulfed into the world of literature.

Caralina----


Caralina stood in front of the desk as the lady typed on the computer.

"I had your new scheadule up a few minutes ago. It decided to shut off." She sighed, "We got a letter from your last school and liked what we saw, basicly. We put you in the same classes as one of our other better students. I can probably recite off your scheadule sense I have called him from his classes so many times."

I don't have time for this! Caralina screamed at the lady in her head. She nodded,

"Who is the student, maybe you can get the scheadule from him." She said, please be Ryan, please please be Ryan!

Ryan:

"Why Ryan something or another. everyone know's who he is. Awh, here's your schedule. enjoy."

I walked in and heard the last of their conversation. I grinned. "So, we have the same classes now?" I whispered in her ear.

Caralina----

She smiled, "Guess so."

"You two can go back to your classes now." The lady said not looking up. They turned and walked towards the door.

"If she hasn't noticed, schools out." Caralina smiled walking towards her locker.


****We needed otu anyways. ****

Ryan:

I laughed. I wanted to pull her close, but I contented myself with holding her hand as we walked to her locker.

"So...are you going to need my notes?" I asked her, casually.

Liz~

Liz quickly stuffed the book away as her friends began piling in. All of them. She smirked as they walked towards her. "So...what you do to get in?" Arin, a member of a punk band, asked her.

"Well, first Thomas caught me," they all rolled their eyes...the same cop brought them back every time also, "then Mr.Goody-two-shoes Ryan started talking about some play writing dude, distracting the teach from me. So I tried to get her to catch him and that new girl passing notes. That didn't work so I smarted off to her." They all began to laugh as a fat, persperating teacher walked in, soon falling alseep on his desk, making them laugh harder.

Caralina---

"If you managed to get any today. Yes." She smiled. She opened her locker throwing hte books she didn't need in them and pulling the ones she did need putting htem in a shoulder bag.

Ryan:

I grinned. "Of course I did. I always do." I dragged her to my locker and took out a lot of books, grabbing my notes and handing them to her.

Caralina---


Caralina frowned, "How did you manage to get theses." She looked them over. "And I'm not taking your notes. I'll copy them down into my notebook, but you need them too."



***Two things, I thought they were going to his place to read over the notes. And the other is we have to have some way to talk. Do you have msn or anything. Or go to the chat room. ***

**she never said she could! And, nope. but you can pm me.**

Ryan:

I laughed. "I'm good at taking notes. and, I don't need them. but, I don't know if you can read my sloppy handwriting." I smiled.

****She said she would have to talk to her brother. Ok,****


Caralina---

Caralina looked down at the notes again and bit her lip. SHe looked up at him and shook her head. "I read it earlier on the notes, but these seem more hurried." She sighed. Her phone beeped from her backpack and she pulled it out looking at the text.

Cara, find a ride home. I had to leave early She frowned, her brother always managed to pull something like that off.

Ryan:

I frowned. "Is something wrong?" she looked worried. I didn't like that. I didnzt like the expression on her face. I would do anything to wipe it off her face. "Something I can help with?" I asked.