Typical Teens 3

Abbey~~

"I'm Abbey!" I smiled wide, "And that grouch is my brother Max- Don't worry he doesn't bite."

Max bit the air and Sam turned back to me, trying to ignore the fact that Max might have just scared him.

"Promise?" He made eye contact with me and I smiled wider.

"Mhmm! So where you know, is everyone?" I pointed out the empty seats.

"Oh just no where," Sam sighed.

Max~

Max stared at the back of the head of the boy then his eyes wandered to what sounded like a sound. His sister hadn't taken notice of the girl who sat really close to him. The girls eyes were averted, focused on her tuna sandwich.

" Did you know that tuna swim at a steady rate of nine miles per hour for an indefinite period of time - and they never stop moving. Tests indicate that a 15 year old tuna travels one million miles in its lifetime." Max blurted out.

"What?"

"Just thought you would like to know," A smirk spread across his lips, his sister and this new "Sam" were slackjawed.

Eris

Eris watched as Apollo left and glanced around the lunch room. There was a group of new kids a little ways from her and Linsey. One had his iPod plugged into his ears, making her remember she'd left hers at home. Damn, art class was going to be hectic. No way she'd be able to focus without the thing.

She looked back at Linsey who was fixing the bow in her hair. The chick never had the same hair for more than two weeks, if that. "We've got some newbies." Eris nodded in the direction of the group. "Looks like three Softies and a Senior."

Linsey turned and looked. "four new students at the start of the year. That's a new record."

A sudden burst from a table behind them startled Eris. She turned and saw a girl with a pack of colored pencils blushing as she looked down at her sketchbook. She was a Junior, Eris figured.

"I think this year's going to be interesting." Linsey said. Eris looked at her and nodded.

Haha, okay. Random, and a lot of "hi's" being thrown in here, but yeah.

Erika

I looked around and spotted Megan, a girl who was in my English class. There were some other kids too like this guy named Sam, who I had a few class's with. Oh, and Max and Abbey. They were nice. I looked around unable to find the rest of my friends, so I shrugged and decided to go sit with them.
Nerve wrecking? The slightest.
"Hi." Megan said looking up at me smiling. I was relieved to see she was welcoming.
I sat down next to her.
"Hey!" Abbey said loudly.
"Hey." I looked at her giving her a small smile.
"Hi." I said to Max and Sam.
"Hey." They both replied.

Jolie

Ahhh! Another weekday. When is Saturday again? Sometimes it feels like the week goes by way too slow.

I looked around my surroudings and peered at the yellow and red colors that were plastered all over. At least our school colors are nice. Everything else about this place, though...

Heading off to my first period class, I suddenly bumped into a boy.

"I'm so, so sorry," I said to him.

"It's okay, he said," picking up his fallen utensils from the linoleum floor.

[This could be anyone's male character, so if you'd like to take over with this part, I'd be very happy]

Didn't realize there was another Max when I made my character, so I'm changing his name to Evan. Also, my characters have pictures in their profiles now.

Edit: Guess I was working on mine when you posted JD, think I made it work though.

Jacob

The cafeteria was filled with the stomach sicken stench of grade F everything. Why bother serving food that would give them food poisoning? Better yet, how was it not looked at yet? I didn't mind much though, I never ate the gruel for my own meals. I only came to the cafeteria to see if I couldn't find any freshman or new kids to poison before they heard of me. New kids weren't in high demand apparently, because we had a surplus sitting at one table.

I put a friendly smile on my face as I approached, and slipped the welcome comity badge on. "Hey!" I said in the most perky, annoying voice I could manage. "So, I've been assigned to you three for orientation week, and it isn't just a darn ko-winky dink that you three all found each other." God I hated myself right then.

"Did a rainbow throw you up, or are you just an escapey from the local asylum?" chimed in one of them.

"Max, be nice," the only girl said. "Hi, I'm Abbey, this is my brother Max."

"And I'm Sam," greeted the last of the trio.

"I'm Jacob Miller, call me Jake though," I said. "And that was just a joke, not a pixie in training, I do it whenever I greet the newbies, freaks them a bit."

That's when I saw Erika come over, a bottle of water in her hand. Should have seen the extra backpack and waited. She saw me a gave me a glare. Caught already.

Mo

Walking towards the to see what Senna was up to, I ran into a girl. "I't ok," I muttered after she apologized. I bent to pick up my present for Senna: Five brand new (stolen) black sharpies. She helped grab a few, handing them to me with a smile. "What's with all the sharpies?" She asked, adjusting her backpack strap. "For my sister," I said, nodding towards the cafeteria doors. "Oh," The girl said, her smile never faltering. "What's her name?" "Senna," I said, holding out a hand. "And I'm Mo." "Jolie," She replied, shaking my hand. I shrugged awkwardly, tilting my head towards the door. "Well, I should probably go get these to her." She nodded quickly. "Yea, right. well, I'll see you around," She said, turning around and walking off. I sighed, tugging at my hair. "Here it goes," I sighed, pushing through to grey doors. Facing the lunchroom crowd would never stop being terrifying.

Jolie

All throughout my history class, I thought of the guy I encountered only moments ago. He seemed interesting. Well, to simply put it, I'm definitely not opposed to talking with him more. And the definition of his muscles showing through his shirt didn't quite hurt my eyes either.

>>lol Kiki<<


Senna

I stabbed at the rubber on my plate, finally giving up and taking out my dark blue sharpie. I started doing a series of complicated spirals on the table top, turning on my iPod as well. Something on my Monday playlist started blasting through the headphones and I smiled grimly. Nothing like hardcore music to make a Monday. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned, sliping my headphones down around my neck. I could still hear the music. "Hey," said Mo, holding out some sharpies. I gasped, snatching them from his hands. "Thank you!" I said, hugging him before sitting back down. I looked at my white hightops, recently bleached. "How should I do them this week?" I asked him, images of black spider-lines and gold paint coming into my head. "I dunno," he mutterd, sitting down next to me. "Lines? Like, Edward Gorey stuff." I nodded in agreement, noticing the far away look in his eyes. Sometimes he got that look, and sometimes it scared me. he never told me what he was thinking, and I suspected it had to do with New York. I sighed, hugging him again before the bell rang, forcing us to leave in oppposite directions.

Jolie

Off to the next class. Hopefully, this one will be more intruiging than whatever we were learning in my last class, I cannot even recall it.

Through the large crowd of students, my eyes closed in on a single one. He was the one that I've only said a couple of words to, but still remained to be the only boy in the school I looked twice at.

He grinned at me as we neared closer, making my heart rate increase. I couldn't just let this opportunity slip away from my graps like water through my fingers.

"Hello again. Mo, isn't it?" I asked, completely lying. I knew exactly his name what his name was.

"Yep," he replied, smiling.

"Is that short for something, or...?"

"Yeah, actually," he said "Malcom."

Smiling back, I said "Well, that's a nice name. Why not go by that?"

"It's not really my style," he replied in a jokingly manner.

**Lydia**

Slay pulled me through the hallway by my arm, mumbling that we were going to be late. We passed two people flirting in the hallway, the only part of their conversation I could catch was 'Malcom'. We sped past a senior with her Ipod shoved into her ears, her earrings dangled back and forth. They were really pretty, I'd have to remember to get some like those.

I was drug into math class and pushed into the seat furthest to the back, Slay claimed the one beside me. I pulled out my drawing pad and drew a picture of a person in one of the front rows while Slay mumbled the words to one of his favorite songs, Holding on by Sksk.

Ms. Karing went on and on about linear equations. That was 10th grade work so I didn't bother to pay attention. This was going to be a long class period.

Mo

"It's not really my style," I said, laughing. I liked this girl. She was nice. She smiled at me again, and I found myself smiling back. "So, what've you got next? Art? Calculus? Physical education?" She laughed, shaking her head. "Art, actually." I smiled. Man, this was my day. "Oh really?" I asked, slipping my arm through hers. "Well, so do I." I started walking with her towards Mrs.Dermain's art room, my heart fluttering painfully as I felt my bare arm brush against hers.

Jolie

I never thought heading off to Art class could ever be so joyous.

I listened to him speak some more and I noticed something. "Your accent is different. Are you from up North?" I asked him.

"Yeah, actually," he replied.

"What made you move down here?"

He hesitated to reply...

Mo

Jolie asked me why I moved, and I didn't want to answer...Although, technically I had moved from Oregon. I smiled, feeling slightly bitter about not telling her the whole truth. "I actually moved from Oregon. Senna's family...My family," I corrected myself, feeling embarrassed. First I had called Senna my sister to avoid confusion, and now I was saying we had different families. Really, they were my only family. "My family decided to start over, basically. They were sick of their jobs and sick of the people they knew. So...we moved!" I say, shrugging slightly. We made it to the Art room just as the bell rang. I smiled as I sat down next to Jolie, wondering how I had never noticed her before. She had a great smile...

Abbey~~

The boy in front of them was nonchalant, his smile was anyway.

"I was never greeted by any committee," Sam mouthed, "I've been here a week!"

"Okay do we get free t-shirts?" Max offered into the conversation.

"I can't get over the fact that- when the heck did we get a greeting commitee?"

Max~

"I don't need another t-shirt," I answered myself, Sam was mumbling something as I got up and wandered off.

"Where is he going?" The rainbow boy asked.

"Oh he's a grump don't mind him," Abbey chirped behind me. I headed down the hall following the numbers with my eyes I was already late but who cared about the new kid? I filtered in and took the last seat in the front row.

It was a math class.

"Care to introduce yourself?" The math teacher asked.

"Not really," I answered sarcastically with a grin.

*sorry nothing but im busy with the family trying to eat me!!!! i will conquer!*

ok, so I dont know whats going on. Some people are stil in the caffeteria, some are in second period... whats happening?