Killian High School RPG

****Acctually they were written to a young male lover, at least some. Back in those days it wasn't uncommon for a man to have a male lover.*****


Caralina----

I like some of them. But I'm dead serious when I saw that htey were written to a male lover. Not all, but some of them were. It actually wasn't very uncommon for them to have one back in those days. SHe passed it back and pretended to scribble a few notes on her pad when the teacher looked back.

**not according to my English teacher. =p**

Ryan:

He tried not to laugh.

"Do you find something amusing, Mr. Ryan?" the English teacher ask.

"Only the way that everyone in a Midsummer Night's Dream seem to fall in love with the wrong person. Shakespeare had a sense of humor." I smiled.

She beamed. "Why he certainly did." and continued talking about something else. I didn't care.

I started writing a note. "Awh, but you can't deny that some of his works were romantic? 'If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: my lips two blushing pilgrims ready stand to smooth that rough touch with a gentle kiss.'" I smiled and passed it to her.

***Well, twas my teacher of three years and going that said it and she usually has her facts straight. Tis something to think about though. ***

Caralina---

Caralina smiled and little and waited until the teacher's attention was else where, she wasn't as smooth at getting otu of things as Ryan seemed to be.

No I can't deny it, but half of it I don't even understand. Like the one you quoted makes aboslutly NO sense to me. *blush* But some of them I like. Couldn't quote them to you, but some are good. It's just half the words I never understand. She slipped it back to him and looked back up to the front.

Ryan:

I smiled. "Romeo was flirting with Juliet. He was saying that he wanted to kiss her. Tecnically, it's not a sonnet, but it's still sweet." I grinned. "Besides, I envy for him he got to kiss a gorgeous girl. something I would love to try. And, red is an attractive color on you."

I passed it back to her, smiling. She was wonderful. It was too much fun flirting with her.

**Is it too late to join?**

Caralina---


Caralina felt her cheeks start to burn. She bit her lower lip and thought about how to reply.

Romeo and Juliet is a sad story. Love shouldn't end in death like that, it's just wrong. She thought, how could she do something to come back on the flirting. She had nothing so she just passed it back.

Ryan:

I smiled.

"True, but they couldn't live without each other. It is poetic. If you truly love someone, death would be a better alternative than life without them. Wouldn't you agree?" I smiled. "Besides, who could actually libe without you?" I slipped it back to her.

Liz~

Liz watched the two pass the little note back and forth out of the corner of her eye. In mid-pass she dropped her text book on the ground, making the teeth jump and turn quickly. Her eyes skimmed the room, falling on the two note passers. "Miss Caralina, Mister Ryan, would you like to share that little notw?" She smiled sickeningly and walked towards them. Liz snickered and picked up her book. That's what they get for making me miss my detention time. In all truth, she loved detention, it was the only time her and her friends had together, and the teacher there always fell asleep, not making any of them do punishment work. She smiled and kept doodling.

Ryan:

I glared at Liz, but then put on my innocent face and without notice switched out the notes. "Of course, Ma'am." I stated, shocked. I handed her a complete detailed note of everything you could every need to know about Shakespeare. She practically beamed as I slipped the real one I had been writing into my backpack.

"Why were you passing this note?" she asked.

"Miss Carolina was behind and couldn't understand what you were saying. Instead of interupting you, I thought it best to just let her borrow mine." I smiled innocently. she beamed.

"I should've known. Please continue. In fact, if you need to move closer so as not to disturb the class, but to still help Miss Carolina, then you can." She continued lecturing.

I scooted my chair back closer to Carolina and gave her the note I had written on, now completely unnoticed by the teacher. She blushed as I leaned closer.

Liz~

Liz gritted her teeth. Goody-two-shoes. She thought and shot Ryan a glare. "Liz," the teacher growled, "what are you looking at?"

"I'm trying to decide who has more wrinkles...you or Moira Bailis," Liz smiled sweetly at the teacher, who began to fume.

"That's two days of detention," she shouted.

"Let's see, how many wrinkles do you get a day compared to Moira Bailis?" Liz cocked her head to the side, also cocking an eyebrow.

"A week!" The teacher screamed, her face turning red.

"I agree completely." Liz smiled mockingly, opening her library book and beginning to read.

Drake played this music loundly until even the sounds of traffic out side seemed far away.
What am i doing with my life he thought as he watched his hand slip across the paper filling it with words...

Caralina---

Caralina wanted to look at the girl. Was she insane? She decided that the note needed a new subject.

Why does that girl seem to want to get into detention, she was trying her best to get the teacher mad. And how on earth do you have this teacher wrapped so well around your finger that she believes EVERYTHING you say?

She passed it back hoping he wouldn't notice she had completely and utterly ignored what the note had said.

Ryan:

I chuckled under my breath. she had intentionally changed the note.

"Idk why she wants to be in trouble. It doesn't make sense to me, especially since her father is the principle. Lol. I have a lot of tbe teachers wrapped around my finger. They love how brilliant and hard I work in their classes. In truth, I just have a photographic memory. I remember a lot of things in the text books and books. It makes it easier to fake that I'm smart. Because I do so well, they can't even imagine me doing something bad. It comes in handy when people try to get me in trouble." I smiled. "Plus, the principle wouldn't want to do anything to his best award winning student. Then his creditials for the school would not be as good." I grinned and passed it back to her, scooting my chair even closer, my nose smelling the scent coming off her hair.

Liz~

Liz watched the teacher as she quickly called her father. The teacher smiled at the class and continued writing on the board. Liz set the headphones back into her ears and continued to doodle...totally forgetting what her father had said about next time she got in trouble.

Caralina---

Caralina was in the middle of reading the note when she felt his chair move closer. What was he trying to do? She forgot it and chewed on the inside of her lip thinking.

I'm glad my dad isn't a principle, that would stink to high heaven. . I wish I had a photographic memory, life would be a lot easier. You better know what she is talking about because I've not caught much of it and I'll fail the next test. . She slipped it back and stiffled a yawn with her hand.