Mayston High

Jaime

"Jaime Padden!" Jaime scanned the crowd, noticing Mr. Henfengalf rushing to him. He grumbled.

"Hello, Mr. Henfengalf." He said, standing up. Mr. Henfengalf put his hand on Jaime's arm, smiling.

"What are you doing all the way up here? Why don't you come sit in the front row with all of the sports boys?" Jaime shrugged, following Mr. Henfengalf down to the front of the auditorium, taking a seat right beside Cameron, and some odd girl hanging backwards off her chair.

"Hey bud!" Cameron said, extending his hand to Jaime. Jaime shook it and sat down. "This is my sister, Caydence. Caydence, this is our awesome running back, Jaime Padden."

"So you're Jaime Padden? The whole school knows about you!" Caydence said, grinning. Jaime blushed and looked away.

Isabella:

Isbella took a deep breath before getting out of her car. Being the new girl was not fun. Grabbing her books, she got out adn headed for th auditorium, ignoring the questioning stared of teh kids around her. This was not going to be a good day. she thought as she entered the auditorium, almost runnig smack into one of teh hottest guys she had ever seen. Her books crashed to the floor. Bending to pick them up, she mumbled a barely heard sorry before bumpign heads with the same guy. That stood up slowly, him holding her binder.

"Sorry." she mumbled.

"It's okay. You new here?" he asked, giving her a puzzled expression.

"Um..yeah." she replied, colour spreading in her cheeks.

He smiled, flashing brilliant white teeth. "What grade are you in?"

"I'm a senior."

"Really? Me too. Well maybe I'll see you around?" he asked, handing her books back to her before walkign off.

She shook her head before entering the gym. Definintely not a good day.



Here's a pic of her car:

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Name(first, middle and last): Elizabeth Dunne- aka Liz and Lizzie
Age(if student only thirteen through eighteen): 16
Gender: Female
Appearence: http://media.photobucket.com/image/skat ... 3.jpg?o=53
Grade(seventh through twelfth/ if teacher put what grade they teach): 11th
Class Schedule(what they have for 1st period and so on/ if teacher put what they have for planning period and so on):

1- Alegbra

2- Biology

3- Chorus

4- Math

5- Art

6- Free period

7- Advanced English

Personality: Is very outgoing. Very sweet and nice. Can be very shy sometimes. Loves to go out and party. Is friends with every clique, but has the most friends in the skater clique. Is very easy to fall for. Loves alternitive music, skateboarding, reading, writing, and singing.

Other(if they‘re up for love or not/ if teacher put if they are married and who they are married to): Up for love.

Caydence~ 16 ~ 11th ~ Art Freak/Emo/Softball Captain/New Football Manager & Cameron ~ 12th ~ Football~

"Is he shy or something?" Caydence mumbled questioningly, looking up at her brother as she stayed upside down. Cameron snorted in laughter and most of the team looked at her as if she had two heads. "What?! Stop looking at me!" She yelled kidishly, stressing the word 'me'. Cameron slapped her on the stomach making her flip off the chair and onto the ground with a yelp of surprise. She yanked down the bottom of her black hoodie that read, 'Team Jacob!' in big white letters and 'because Edward sucks, literally,' below it in smaller, red letters, which had ridden up passed her belly button when she fell. Cameron was laughing his butt off along with most of the football team. Caydence glared and gripped his shoulders, slamming him into the back of his chair multiple times as he continued to laugh.

Once Caydence was done with her rage rampage she huffed and sat back down, arms wrapped around her knees and eyes glaring at the stage. Cameron looked upside down, only to come face to face with Colt, another one of the football players. "Yo dude, you see the sign on the door?" Cameron asked, still looking upside down.

"The one about the jerseys?" Colt asked and Cameron nodded, er, well tried to.

"Yeah... Just come during seventh period. If you don't have free period then then just come at the end of the day. My darling sister is the new manager," Cam smirked.

"Only by force!" Caydence shouted, glaring at her older brother. Cameron chuckled and winked at the girl next to Colt before sitting up.

Liam Lauder - 7th - Art Freak/Soon To Be FootBall Player


I walked behind my mom through the auditorium isles, when she stopped at the row of seats most of the football players were at she started talking to them. Not listening I started thinking about today, my first day of high school.

"Hey, Liam!" shouted one of the football players, I didn't know whow he knew my name because I'd never seen hi before. "Come sit with us, bud!" Mom gave me a smile and scooted me into the row where I sat beside the football player who called my name.

"Aw! Miss Lauder, your son is so cute!" went the voice of a girl who seemed oddly physcotic to me, but kind of pretty all the same.

"So Liam, are you going to play football this year? Hear your a pretty fast runner" said once more the football player. I shrugged....

~Elise~

I watched in horror as Mr. Henfengalf opened the condom.
"I need a volunteer to hold this banana as I put on the condom," he said. He started scanning the crowd and there was a stir among the boys. He looked at me. At me!
"Ah. Yes, you young lady. Please come up," Mr. Henfengalf said. I motioned toward myself and he nodded. EWW! I made my way through the different grade groups and many were laughing. I found myself smiling.
"Here ma'am." Mr. Henfengalf said this and handed me the banana. I pulled back my right jacket sleeve and grabbed the banana. I looked at the crowd and smiled the biggest smile I could. A wave of laughs came across the room. Mr. Henfengalf looked at me like he was stuggling. Oh God. Please no. Apparently my prayer didn't work.
"Here honey. Open this for me please." Mr. Henfengalf handed me the condom packet. He stole the banana from my fingers and I read the instuctions. I don't know why. I guess I thought it would help with opening the packet. Well, I thought Sunshine was the most disgusting thing that I have read. I was wrong. Have you ever read the back of a condom packet? Not pleasant. I finally got it open but it slipped out and fell off the stage onto this guy sitting in the front row. Then, we started playing condom football. There were many guys yelling go long and throwing it across the room. I went staight to the microphone and said,"Is this thing on?....Okay, guys please. My condom. Can I have it back now? I kinda need it." This set off fireworks. This is going to be a good dayI thought.

Notice-I am sorry about my past writing in this storybook. It was horrible but I was in a hurry.

Jaime

Jaime moved over one seat so Liam could sit beside Cameron.

"So Liam, are you going to play football this year? Hear you're a pretty fast runner!" Cameron nudged the boys shoulder. Jaime hook his head and smiled.

"Don't do it kid, these guys are crazy." He said in a mocking tone, jumping out of his seat as one of the other players reached for his hat. "All in good conscience, though." Jaime looked at Caydence, who was staring at him, her head propped on her knees. "So you're the new football manager?" Caydence nodded. Odd...

"Silence, students, silence. The assembly is about to begin." Jaime nodded in Colt's direction and took his seat.

Oh great. Jaime thought to himself, watching as Mr. Henfengalf handed the girl an unopened condom. Laughter broke out through the crowd as she read the back, cautiously before open it and dropping it, right on Jaime's leg. Picking it up, he was about to toss is back to her, but Cameron snatched it out of his hands.

"Jaime, go long!" He yelled, obviously wanting to make a big best quarter-back to best running-back impression. Jumping up and rolling his eyes, Jaime sprinted across the auditorium floor, covering the whole thing just seconds before the condom landed back in his hands. Mr. Henfengal stomped up to him and removed the condom from his person, glaring daggers at him. Before Jaime found his seat, he noticed a girl slip into the auditorium. Jaime began to run back to his seat, purposefully tripping over his own bag just to draw attention away from her. He knew how it felt to be late.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our football team."

Pippa:

Pippa watched as everyone threw the banana around. She just sat with her knees pulled up to her chest watching as her brother laughed with all the others. She wiggled her toes in her chacos and chewed the inside of her cheek. This was so far really boring. She would rather be outside staring at the sky, listening to music, or anything else but sitting in the bleachers as people through the condom covered banana. She thought back to the guy that had winked at her and rolled her eyes at the memory, he probably winked at every girl. Especially if he was like all the other football players she had met through her brother.

"QUIET!" The old guy up front yelled. She almost laughed at how his eyes about bugged from his face. Colt sat down and she leaned against his shoulder closing her eyes to sleep.

"Wake up, Pip." Colt hissed laughing. She frowned and sat up pulling her legs to her chest and listening.

Is it to late?? If not can someone put me in?? My bio is already there.

nope it isn't to late

Okay, good. Thanks. Can someone put me in???

Liam - 7th - Art Freak/Soon To Be FootBall Player

The entire auditorium was clapping as Mr. Name-I-Can't-Pronounce gave the football team a round of appluase at what they were throwing, in a way it was hilarious, but in another way iot wasn't funny st all, immature would be a good deffinition for it.

"I was thinking about playing football, Dad wanted me to you know" I said and sat back in my seat, watching the girl with the banana and trying to ignore the rest of the football team.

~Liza~

Mr Henfengalf started speaking again. I yawned and looked across to the football players. There was a young boy staring at me. Well, not young. I think he was a grade above me. Ooh, what was his name....Mack? No. Aaron? No. Henry?
"Hi. I'm Henry."
Yes! That is his name! Wait......Oh my gosh!
"Hi. Liza." I said biting my lip. "OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG" was the only thing running through my mind. He was super cute and he was talking to a loser like me! EEK! I watched as Mrs. Mack came upon the stage and started saying stuff. I wasn't listening. Elise stumbled off the stage still al ittle freaked out. I giggled. My eyes fixed upon Mrs. Mack again.
"Is Mrs. Mack your mom?" I said interupting whatever Henry was saying. He was so cute!
"Yah. Yah she is."
"Oh." I looked down at my shoes. I sighed as she announced the seventh graders. Well it's official. School has started.

[Farst Cresting - Senior - Art Freak]

Yawn. Laughter was echoing down the halls and with each step it grew louder. I pushed my way through the double doors, glancing at the window on one and noticing for the first time that my hair was the messiest bed-head it's been in since last week. It almost made me laugh, but enough people were doing that already.

Some old guy in the front was holding a banana. I turned my head away and swivled around on my heels, but a teacher was standing right behind me, ready to turn me back. "Fine," I mumbled, taking long strides down the walkways between seats to try to find one.

Finally, not finding even one, I took a seat on an armrest near a girl that seemed unfamiliar. I heard a few shouts of "Hey!" and "S'up Farst!" as I was walking, but she didn't say anything but a faint, "Um..."

"Sorry, no seats." I explained, raising my feet and setting them on the seat infront of us. "If it makes you feel any better, Farst." I stuck out my hand and we shook quickly.

"I'm, er, Caydence,"

I yawned again and tried to settle a little more into the armrest, which didn't work. "Cool, what grade're you in?"

Caydence~ 16 ~ 11th ~ Art Freak/Emo/Softball Captain/New Football Manager

"Eleventh, you?" Caydence asked, sliding onto the auditorium floor. "You can sit there, I've gotten so used to these floors I can sleep on them," she pushed the lock of hair that covered her scarred, blind eye out of her face, tucking it behind her ear as Farst slid into the seat gracefully.

"I'm in twelfth. So you do any electives or sports?" Farst eyed Caydence's eye but kindly looked away.

"Yeah, I'm addicted to art and drama. I'm the the football manager, softball captain, and I play volleyball and basketball. What do you do?" Caydence glanced over at her brother, then Jaime, before turning back to Farst.