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@godlyfantasy12 uh oh XD now I gotta RP as Erich looking through it during class, lol š
yesss, he shall know everything XD He’ll probably show Riker too…bc he’ll be surprised/even mad…š¬
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@godlyfantasy12 also, just thought of this, there would POSSIBLY be conflict between Edric/Aramis and Adolphus/Dietrich, since A&D left the bully group…š
@freedomwriter76 oh definitely. Probably in the form of them protecting someone and theyāre like āWell, well,ā ya know
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@godlyfantasy12 yea…š
and if you don’t mind, I’m gonna do Erich now XD
Erich
The teacher droned on and on about calculus.
This notebook just got worse…and worse. Good in some ways though.
This could be evidence.
“Riker, pssst, Riker…”
He nudged his friend in the side.
Riker glared at him. “What!?” he hissed.
(“Hi.” XD that’s for my Spongebob fans out there…š¤£ sorry y’all, i couldn’t resist XD)
“Look at this.”
He secretly handed over the notebook.
Riker read over a few pages. He handed it back to Erich. “Erich, what is this-!?”
“I don’t know…it’s Edric’s though, I know that. It has information about…everyone. Even you’re in here…it talks about your childhood…the fact that you repeated a year of highschool…failing grades…all of it. Wow, they know more about you than I do.”
“Erich, this notebook is…”
“All the creepy information Edric has about all the students because his mommy is the oh so special headmistress…after all, how else would he get all of this information?”
“Creepily spying on everyone?” Riker suggested.
Erich chuckled quietly. “Maybe.” His grin faded. “I think we need to take pictures of this or even copy all of this onto another notebook…or destroy it.”
“Then he’ll definitely know someone had it…and also, he’d just get all the information again.”
Erich nodded. “True. We need to keep this stuff though…”
“I don’t know, Erich…”
He offered his best friend a grin. “Come on, Riker, it’ll be alright.” He winked. “You’ll see.”
@freedomwriter76 HA HA HA Erich is going to get into a boatload of trouble, isn’t he?
@smiley @whalekeeper @esther-c @sarafini @godlyfantasy12 @whalekeeper (I don’t know who’s in what class so I’m tagging all of you and narrowing it down once someone replies)Hunter
He was awake before his roommates were.
That was fine. He was pretty stealthy…..hopefully enough so to get out of the room without waking them.
He pulled the schedule out of his backpack. What was his first class?
Algebra. Ugh.
He wasn’t terrible at algebra….but he wasn’t good at it either. He knew his siblings would probably feel the same way. (Tech was really the only one who thought math was interesting.)
At least they’d all be together.
(Do you want someone to come across him? He’s just wandering in the halls now, not at his class yet. I’m planning for him to meet his siblings there.)
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
Haha yup, Riya’s in the 15-16 group, but glad you got Nat and Bruce with Nyx and Luna. š If Steve isn’t going to meet up with November I’m up for Riya and him meeting! š And if not, I think Miley said she could sit with Falon…
I rolled the log over and underneath was a tiny little stick and I was like, "That log had a child
AAAAaaAaAAHH Y’ALL SPAMMED ME
MY EMAIL HAD A HUNDRED NOTIFICATIONS, NO JOKE
Ok, so I’m guessing we’re on the next day?
I might introduce Sebastian for part of the RP, until the dance is over. Just temporarily.
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Marcel
“Marc?”
Groaning, voice muffled under the thick covers, that-lump-which-was-Marcel rolled over. “Go away.”
“You look dead.” It was Calvin.
Marcel breathed into his pillow, warming up his nose and cheeks. “You’llĀ beĀ dead if you don’t leave me alone.”
“The others have all left for breakfast.”
“What’s for breakfast?”
“Pancakes and sausage, I bet. It’ll all be gone by the time you’re up.”
The lump considered.
Then kicked the blankets off, and stumbled into the bathroom, bubblegum hair matted, eyes groggy. “Let’s get going, then…”
@godlyfantasy12 specifically… November has a couple classmates… šCalvin
Calvin shivered, pulling out a fuzzy blue sweater from his pack, and tugging it on.
Which was hard to do while storming down the hallway on one’s way to algebra class.
Thorn is going to kill me.
He had stayed awake until after midnight, studying on his laptop. He felt as if the pale white glow was still dripping off his face, even now. Leaving grayish-purple traces under his eyes.
As he pushed open the classroom door, all eyes turned to him.
Thorn was there, too, at a desk near the back left corner. She shook her head, smiling begrudgingly. Her curls bounced, daintily arranged around a creamy white bow.
She mouthed,Ā where have you been?
The teacher grunted. “Remus, is it?”
Calvin closed his eyes apologetically – and almost stumbled backwards into the wall from a wave of exhaustion. “Yes, sir.”
“I believe you have extra-credit classes in history?”
“Yes, sir.”
“And Senior Philosophy elective after this?”
“I can’t give that one up, sir.”
The teacher glared down his crooked nose at his late student. “I am sure you will come on time tomorrow, then.”
“Indubitably, sir.” Calvin beamed, and gave a play salute, sending a soft blue fist into nearby student’s face.
The class collectively snorted into their textbooks.
The teacher pointed towards a two-seat desk. “You may sit next to Mr. Elrond, who similarly made the wise decision to play hooky. Both of you will have extra homework, which must be handed in at the end of this week.”
A ginger-head ducked, blushing furiously.
Calvin sat down at the desk, nudged the Elrond kid with his elbow, and whispered, “Don’t let them get to you.”
He grinned until the room seemed to glitter, to prove his point.
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@whalekeeper YAY CALVIN!
November
November gave the boy next to him a shy smile, head still ducked. He whispered, āTh-thanksā¦justā¦extra homework isnāt theā¦best newsā¦ā November frowned, staring at his textbook. He tugged anxiously at his scalp, squeezing his eyes shut.
āI can barely read this as it isā¦ā He sighed. āB-But itās fine.ā November shook his head. Looked at the teacher, making sure he was turned away. āM-my nameās Novemberā¦ā He whispered.
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Wanda looked around the dorm room, it was smaller than she had expected. She was only taking a few classes, which left her alone in her dorm. Falon appeared to have unpacked already. her stuff was put away like she was in the military, neat and orderly. Wanda was pretty neat but unpacking usually took a while, but since there was no one here she figured she could use her powers.
When she finished, she looked around and admired her work. Her phone went off, she looked at it, it was Vision.
“Did you hear about the school dance?” Vision asked on text.
“I saw flyers.”
“Would you be interested?”
“Ofc,” Wanda smiled.
Do me a favorā¦. Tell Cress I meant it
-Thorne@godlyfantasy12 Yup XD And Thorn’s there, too, if we need someone to bounce off of
Calvin
“Hi then, November,” Calvin whispered back. “I’m Cal.”
The young November Elrond had warm, anxious eyes, and fingers tangled in his own orange curls. Without a doubt, he was one of those awkward, sweet types. The kind you had to give a hug once in a while, unless you wanted them to melt away in shame.
“If you want, I’ll see if I can take the homework for you,” Calvin offered, brushing his blue-tinged hair back.
This prompted a thought. They looked like opposites. One, flame-colored, clumsy and shy; the other starling, confident, and practically oozing sleepiness.
This quite pleased Calvin.
“See here.” He glanced at Thorn, who was writing something in the margins of her book, then back at November. “My dad and this teacher have a bit of friendly animosity between them. He wouldn’t have assigned the homework to you if it hadn’t been for me. So just load on me, alright?”
He settled down in his seat, like a cat sunning on a windowsill, and wrapped his blanket-like sweater around himself. “Can I call you ‘Ember? Unless you already have a nickname.”
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@whalekeeper I luv ur writing and descriptions!
November
November stared in curious awe for a moment before clamping his jaw shut. He shook his head, āN-No, I donāt mind. Most just call me N. Iāve had some call meā¦erā¦ Nova, but itās been a while,ā he blushed a deep red at the nickname, remembering when he was younger and Lyn had given him the nickname.
āAndā¦Its fine, I-I wouldnāt give all my homework to you. Thatā¦that wouldnāt be right,ā November shook his head.
Maybe it was silly butā¦it justā¦didnāt seem like the right thing to do.
Besides, grudge or not, November had been late. He deserved the extra work. Heād justā¦have to see if Ara could help him a bit between classes. She usually did anyway.
Yeaā¦it would be fineā¦
Heād just have to try to be on time next time.
And not trip down the stairs.
He mentally facepalmed, remembering his disastrous fall trying to make it to class. His papers had flew everywhere, his textbook sliding under a chair. It had taken several minutes to get it out from the crevice it had gotten stuck in.
He sighed, returning to his notes. He looked at Calvin, catching him glancing back at a girl in the left corner.
āYour friend?ā He asked quietly, not wishing to get into more trouble.
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#ProtectSeb@godlyfantasy12 Lol thx I love writing descriptions <3 (Cal will probs call him Ember now, it just seems to fit in his head XD)
Calvin
As Ember talked, Cal caught Thorn imitating sleep, fake-snoring into her hands.
“Your friend?”
Cal blinked, and burrowed his chin under his collar. “Is it that obvious?”
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November
November gave a soft chuckle. āI-Itās alrightā¦ Iā¦I understand.ā His cheeks flushed pink, thinking of his own best friend. āI-Itās alright.ā
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He wouldn’t say he liked her in that way. At least, he wasn’t sure. Did the room brighten up like a lightbulb every time she stepped in? Yes. But Calvin did the same thing. They were colleagues of illumination.
Cal fluttered through his textbook half-heartedly. If only there was some way to replace the numbers with words. Then he could add and subtract them with complete clarity. “I wish I was in Philosophy… What are your electives?”
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