High School! *no spaces left*

Connor Reed :

Conner swirled his pencil around on his desk, bored out of his mind as the math teacher droned on, and on, and on. He groaned, about to slam his head onto the desk, until the door swung open, Connor diverting his gaze to the girl, Rachel, and some guy from the year before. Connor was never good with names, so he didn't pay much attention to them, unless he was interested in the person.

"Ahh, Rachel, Thomas, you're late. Together?" The math teacher assumed, raising an eyebrow. Connor became filled with jealousy, glaring at Thomas, who looked at him, almost scared.

Realizing what he did, after Rachel gave him an odd look, Connor looked away, getting back to his homework. "Sorry," Rachel smiled softly, "We were in the office."

"Mmhmm, take your seats. Rachel, take the one next to Mr. Reed, and Thomas, you can have the one in front of Rachel." Connor, leaning back in his seat, diverting his gaze from Rachel, back his classwork.

Lily Watson:

"I do." a boy said "Great, come whiz me dahling." He gave me a look but I shook my head and said "I'm Lly. Lily Watson."

Can someone, anyone, bring Jack Black and Olivia Reynolds in? Not at the same time but I'd like them to be in plllleeeeaaaassssseeeeee.

Same with Lucas, people posted like crazy and I am lost. Hahah

I tried, but you didn't post any thing...so I'm stuck, alone in the office...I feel the same way though

Thomas Dunn:

I wrote down a small note and after tapped Rachel’s shoulder secretly. I handed out the small white note behind her chair which she cautiously took it from me without getting our math class teacher to notice it.

I saw her head slightly rotated towards me and whispered, “What’s this for?”

“um… it’s just a thank you note.” I bent near her back as I whispered.

“Mr.Dunn!” our math teacher called out my name so loud that most of the class’ attention went to me.

“Sorry, sir.” I hid down my face with embarrassment and I felt Connor's cold eyes on me.

I’ll bring in all the characters that haven’t a place. *Strikes heroic pose* Cause neither does my character…

Summer Green

I looked up with horror at the rope hanging from the roof. It swung slowly in the breeze; my heart skipped a beat as I glanced back to the top of the roof. That was supposedly the objective of the climb; touching the roof.
“Jay, Lucas, Olivia and Jack!” Mrs. Palmer screeched, “Summer isn’t the only one who has to climb the rope. Hurry up and get your butts over there, or else you’ll have to do push ups.”

I looked over my shoulder to see figure practically hurtling towards me, their faces wide with fatigue and dribbling with sweat from the work out we were all forced into. Jack--or who I thought was Jack—rolled his eyes making both Olivia and Jay giggled under their heavy pants. Lucas placed his hands on his knees panting even heavier.

“I gotta work out more,” he said through shallow gasps, a short smile crossing over his red face. I sniggered, “Excuse me! Summer I thought I told you to climb!” I looked over Jay’s head to see Mrs. Palmer writing quickly into her note pad. I sighed, “I really don’t want to do this…who wants to go first.” Lucas placed up his hands shaking his head.

“I ain’t even gonna try that thing,” he motioned at the rope with his head straightening his posture. I looked at the others hoping I would see one exceptive face-none.
“Sum-” Mrs. Palmer began before I threw myself onto the rope, clutching at it hardily. It began to swing in the breeze, I squealed girlishly.

Jack and Olivia grabbed at the rope stabilising it. Jay cupped her hands around her mouth, “Go Summer, climb girl!” Lucas laughed. “She hasn’t move a inch off the ground, why are you making a pretend microphone with your hands.” Jay elbowed him in the ribs, “I thought it would make her think she was high up!” She hissed.

“I heard that!” I called, reaching up I tried pulling my body up even faster. My hands were sweating and I hated heights. Why did the damn teachers make up do these gruelling challenges? “Go Summer,” Olivia called in unison with Jay. “No don’t go. Once you finish it is my turn!” Lucas called.

*i believe we are in second hour p.e.*

Jay:

P.E. is so much better than musical theater. After I went into to talk to the principal, they said i had no Saturday detention, just a warning. And tomorrow I will gave art unstead of musical theater.

So here I am, on p.e. with Jack (the cool silent, but funny one), Lucas (the red faced one), Olivia (the one who I think likes Jack), and Summer (who I like as a good friend for now).

The stupid Mrs. Palmer was making us work our asses off. We now have to climb this wierd rope. I never had to do this before back in the states.

Anyways it was Summers run in climbing the rope. Even though she was an inch or two of the ground, I yelled by cupping my hands, "Go Summer!" Lucas asked me why I was doing that, and I elbowed him as hard as I could in the stomach and whispered forcefully "she just needs some cheering on." Then Summer yelled "I heard that!" Dang it. Olivia and I kept cheering her on. She was halfway up when Mrs. Palmer yelled to her. "You need to hurry up or you need to drop! We got other people who needs to do it to!" She gave us a apointed look. I didn't even look at her, I just rolled my eyes. "Stupid teacher." I muttered in a low voice.

I know I already posted that he was in the Math class, but I'm revising all of that. He went with Lily and we're going to Art. The Math post doesn't matter anymore.

Theo Walker

I followed Lily to art. The teacher was round and short. And a guy- guy Art teachers are always the worst. "Welcome to Art," he said, surveying us. "The fact that you're here shows that you must have prowess in several subjects, but none of them matter once you delve into the fine art... of Art."

Haha. Good one.

LUCAS

Ouch! That Jay chick can elbow hard, would't be a surprise if I had a bruise. "I heard that!" yelled Summer from up on the rope.

"Well, ignore it then. Just keep climbing." I yelled back.

She sighed, "Nope, I'm done." and slid down the rope. "At least I made it half way," she added, "that's got to count for something."

"Robson! Your turn, get your butt up there!" screamed Mr. Palmer.

I grinned, "I believe that is my cue." Man I really need to get back into shape.

Liam

"Whoa! We're half way there!" I sang at the top of my voice, gaining a few stares. "Whoa, living on a prayer! Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear! Whoa, living on a prayer!"

As I continued to sing, I sat down at the lunch table where the other guys in my dorm were sitting. There were a few other people there as well. Each one of them gave me a funny look as I sat down. Unlike them, I was glad to be back in school. Life back home was crap, after all.

"Connor, can I have some of your drink?" I asked. "I left my wallet in my room so I can't buy a drink, and I can't be arsed to get my wallet."

"Sure," Connor laughed, passing me his half drunk bottle of diet coke. "I swear, you are the only person who actually enjoys being back in school."

I shrugged as I poured the cool diet coke down my throat. I hadn't had a drink all day but it felt like I hadn't had one for a week. When I handed Connor his now empty bottle of coke back, he glared at me. The boy called Lucas, I think, stared at me strangely.

Winking at him, I turned to look at the people I didn't recognise. They'd probably been in the school since I had, I just hadn't noticed them before. There were some pretty hot ones as well, they should have been fun to mess around with.

"So, anyone have any food they wouldn't mind sharing...?" I smiled, my eyes scanning everyone on the table.

Rachel

I take a look at my own overflowing plate of food, then hand him a muffin and my Pepsi. I didn't drink soda anyway.

"Thanks." He says with a smile.

"Oh, your welcome, I don't even drink soda."

"You don't drink soda?"

"No, I don't really like it." I say, and take a bite out of my apple.

A teacher walks up to me, "Rachel, nice to meet you. I am Mrs. Hobbison, the choir director. Her is our practice schedule, we meet every day after school, and occasionally during school. Don't be late, or you will lose your spot in our choir. And you know what that would mean, of course." she says. I nod, and she walks away.

"What did she mean by that last part?" Conner asks.

"I'm here on scholarship," I say, not at all ashamed, "And I have to be in the choir as part of my tuition."

LUCAS

Oh wow, this school was most definitely not like Canadian schools. At least at none that I went to. There you would never find all the types of people sitting at this table sitting together. Everyone and eveything seemed to have it's own place, it's own clique. You were to stick to the Status Quo and sit with your own kind. In my case, I would be slumming it with the juvies. But hey, don't get me wrong, I would rather sit here than with those zeroes any day. Despite anything my parents said about me, I really didn't try to end up with the bad crowd. One mistake on my record and people automatically catagorized me with them. At least no one in this school knew about everything that happened with my schools back in Canada. At least, I though no one did.

Anyone mind bringing poor lost alone Theo in? Just kidding but still... I'm kind of lost.

*hmm. Well it's lunchtime, so make him bump into someone in the cafeteria. If you wait, I'll bring him in.*

*A notice to all - One place left! It doesn't need to be taken but atm one dorm will have an NPC.*