The all out status war

Sam~ Thespian

Sam listened to every word that came out of Scarlet's mouth and thought deeply. Agresta was mean and completely OCD about everything, but hey I guess it would come in handy. She sighed and continued to listen to Scarlet. Senior year was to bring hell where the thespians were broken into different groups. They were broken into what nation they wanted to work for, Sam of course wasn't choosing a nation but quite the opposite. She was going to work alone.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to dump this all on you." Scarlet said

"It's ok!" Sam Smiled,"I can see why you wanted to let it out!"

At that moment the quite chatting of the cafeteria was silenced completely. A prep, most likely a freshman, talked to a goth.

Interesting

Sam joined the populations of questioning stares, thats a prep, always picking battles for no reason.The goth was called to the office and the lunch crowd burst back into their gossip. Thespians are "claimed" by junior year or they join a side themselves. She of course didn't join a side, she of course thougt this whole stupid war was stupid, she of course hated the fact that-

Her thought process was interrupted when she ran into a pole of a person.

Emily

"Err..." She said as she looked at John but he just smiled, "Sure"

She began to play but when he played her guitar was obsolete, you could hear no sound coming from her so she gave up.

"Your really good" Emily said, slightly shy.

Andy

He stopped playing and laughed, "Maybe so, but I'm only good with instruments - I couldn't sing this to save my life!"

Emily smiled a little nervously, and Andy leaned back in his seat, running a hand through his hair as he looked from Emily to the goth girl, who still hadn't introduced herself. "Are either of you guys in a band?"

John had been encouraging Andy to join or start up a band for months, but it hadn't really appealed to him
up until now. All the kids who were in bands seemed to be fake, or so convinced they were fantastic that they wouldn't listen to even a little advice. Andy wanted to be in a band with real people who had real ability, and Emily seemed
to fit that description, even if she was too shy to play more than a couple of bars.

Carlie

"No, I haven't had the time to join with all of the confusion. There aren't many rocker goths. I'm a minority, although I just love to rock, if I could I would give up being a goth." She shrugged her shoulders. "Oh, by the way, I'm Carlie. And thanks for letting me join you, I thought for a second that since I'm a goth that you wouldn't want me near you."
This guy was really surprising her, he really had a talent with his guitar, and the girl couldn't take her eyes off of him. She suddenly felt as if she was interrupting something.She started to strum her guitar in a song that she had composed herself, singing the words softly. She finally felt in her element.
Carlie looked up and saw that both guys and the girl were staring at her. "What? Did I hit a bad note or something?"
"Or something would be a better description." John replied.

Mikael

I changed into my sports kit and wandered into the gym. I quickly walked over and claimed the punch bag before throwing everything i had into the damned thing. "Mr Eisenstein, good technique but you need to do some more upper-body work. All that technology rubbish is reducing your training time."
"Yes Mr Summers, Sir." I turned and headed over to the weights bench and spent the rest of the lesson working as hard as i could.

I wandered back, changed into my clothes and boots and stomped down to the cafeteria.

I think I'm going to have to drop out...sorry!

*sorry its short*

Emily

"That was amazing Carlie" She smiled, "And yeah I used to be in a band but that just fell apart, I was the singer/guitarist"

(Wait... Am I that pole of a person??)


Imelda-Thespian

Imelda continued to eat her lunch, the other Neutrals occasionally giving her a glance, but not engaging her in conversation. Being a Freshman was enough of a tool to be invisible, it seemed. Suddenly, the atmosphere of the entire cafeteria shifted. Imelda glanced over and saw that the delicate balance of the High School dining society had been upset by a Goth having strayed into Color territory. A very unique sighting indeed, from what she was told.

Curious, Imelda stood and approached the trashcan to throw away her tray, keeping an eye on the goings on at the Color tables. Just then, she ran into someone, the tray falling to the ground with a loud clattering sound, the half-eaten apple on it rolling away. Imelda didn't dare to look around, fearing that there would be biting stares. An expression of annoyance flickered across her face and she stooped up to pick up her tray.

Imelda straightened up and saw who it was that had knocked into her. It was Sam Ginger. She was supposedly the most successful thespian in the senior class and, against all odds, she hadn't even joined a side. It was practically unheard of to be an independent thespian past Junior year.

"I'm sorry, I just wasn't paying attention to where I was going..." Though Imelda carefully prevented any negative emotion to appear on her face, she hadn't managed to keep all of the nerves out of her voice. One more thing to master if she was ever going to perfect her alter egos.

Mackenzie (Skater Rocker)

As I headed into the cafeteria I caught sight of Mikael heading in the same direction. I slunk up beside him
"Duuude you're sweating like a pig! What you been doing, ten minutes exercise?" I laughed.
"Shut up. You can't talk; when was the last time you even stepped into the gym?" Mikael retorted.
"Hey! Freshman year wasn't that long ago."
Mikael just chuckled as we entered the cafeteria.

Sam ~ Thespian

"It's ok mate!" Sam shook her brown hair out of her eyes. Thespian by clothes and freshmen by voice apparently, but she was going to kick butt at being a thespian, Sam could already tell.

"What's your name stranger?" Sam smiled at her honestly and look back at Scarlet, "Do I just keep running into people or what?"

Scarlet nodded and an awkward silence came over the air between the three girls.

"I'm Imelda" The girl smiled cautiously expertly keeping emotion out of her voice,"Your Sam right?"

"Yep!" Sam smiled back and nudged Scarlet, "Tis Scarlet a fellow thespian"

"So..." Scarlet was interrupted by the shrill bell.

"Good bye fair people!" Sam sprinted to the rocker building for it was elective time for thespians. Most just took a sewing class to perfect skills but Sam had dropped the norm this year. She proudly walked into guitar class as the only Thespian.

Fun

Shuan:

BUZZ!
BUZZ! BUZZ!

"what..." he moaned opening his eyes. oh great I am late for school again.... he thought as he stood up. The got out of bed slowly and wandered out of his room and down the hall to get ready. After nearly an hour and a half he left his house and headed to school.

"Your late Mr. Decamelo," he heard a voice growl at him as he turned the corner to the school.
"I am sorry coach, It was a long night." he said sheepishly but still not really making any apologizes.
"It better have been a long night because you were working out," Coach Moore barked at him.
"It was sir," he lied, " I was lifting until 3:15" another lie
"Ha! we will see about that in practice after school, I will tell that damn drama teacher you were with me to get you out of class, but this is the last time you can be late this week. Do you hear me?" It wasn't a question and Shuan knew it.
"Yes, sir" Shuan said without protest.
"Oh, and we had better get you on a diet you are looking a little weak," the coach said walking away.
What does he know, shuan thought catching his reflection in a window as he walked down the hall way. toward the end he saw some drama kids talking, they look so happy.. well not happy but at least they are being who they really are he thought to himself.

Andy - Rocker

He set aside his guitar while Carlie played, obviously impressed. Firstly, because she was playing so well. Secondly, because he didn't recognise the song. And that was a rare thing.

"Nice work," he said, his tone obviously appreciative, "What song is that?"

"I haven't named it," she replied, looking a little embarrassed, "It's my own piece."

Andy grinned, "Well, we've got a singer-slash-guitarist and a songwriter-slash-guitarist, why don't us three start a band? I could find us a drummer, I'm sure."

"But we don't have a bassist," Emily pointed out, "And we shouldn't go having three guitarists."

John laughed, speaking up again, "You going to play guitar as well, Andy?"

He shrugged, "I guess I could go bass, but I'd really like to try keyboard as well."

John raised an eyebrow, "No guitar at all?"

"Well...maybe a little." he said, "But these two seem to have it pretty downpat." He looked at Carlie and Emily, smiling, "So, you guys in or what?"

*Emily*

She grinned, "Of course, Carlie?"

"Erm... let me think" Carlie said as we waited for her answer.

Emily felt excitement in her, a band that may actually work was something she dreamed of. She ran up to Andy and gave him a hug but backed away quickly feeling slightly embarrassed.

"Erm... sorry" Emily said blushing.

Carlie

Well, if I join this band it'll be like I'm not in the goths, and I would really like that. I think it's worth it. "Okay, I'm in." Carlie started to smile, she held out her hand for them to shake. "This'll be great, but what are we going to name the band? We have to have something original, or we wont make a mark in here."
The girl started to look at her weird, "Well, we're already original. We have two girls in the band. Most bands around here have either all guys or just one girl. Apparently we can't rock as hard as guys."
"Well, I believe that we are going to be awesome," The guy replied. He put is hand over Carlie's. "Let's do this."
The girl put her hand ontop of his, "I agree."
"Okay, then. We're official," Carlie said smiling.

Emily felt a surge of happiness.

"I think my friend Alex would be intrested to, He's quite good at drums" Emily said happily,

"That would be great" andy said, "get him in"

Emily pulled her phone out of her pocket and dialled in a number the others had never seen before. It began to ring.

"Hey Alex, I was wondering if youd be our drummer? I mean your great and well... i love you" she said hyped up.

She closed the phone and placed it in her pockets.

"Im sorry guys..." She began sounding upset, "but we've got a DRUMMER!!"