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Edrich
Aramis growled, shoving the young man into a nearby locker. “Too bad, punk. You must be new around here. We run this school. At least…we used to,” his fists clenched, anger burning in his eyes.
Edrich placed a hand on his brother’s shoulder, squeezing it. Hard.
His eyes bore into this other boy, seeing something in his eyes that he’d seen many times before…
The same thing he’d seen in Adolphus and Deitrich.
Before the two had decided to abandon them and become wimps, letting their emotions cloud their judgement.
The fools.
Edrich’s own fist tightened.
Not to worry though…they’d soon regain their lost control of the school…they just needed to rebuild their ranks…
And maybe this young man could help.
“Aramis…relax.” Edrich said. “I’m Edrich. Edrich Fallon. This is my brother, Aramis.”
“Fallon, huh? Headmistress’ sons? I’ve heard about you two,” the young man crossed his arms, raising a brow. “Heard you guys are something else. Or at least you used to be…”
“Yes…recently things have spiraled out of our control, with the arrival of some unwieldy new students, and the loss of our own members.” Edrich took his hand off his brother and cracked his knuckles, trying to keep his anger in check.
But in truth, it was bubbling inside of him.
“Sounds like a real problem,” the other boy said.
“It is,” Aramis said, glaring.
“Which is why we could use some…new talent,” Edrich gave a small smile, eyes meeting the young man’s. “What’s your name?”
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebEv
“So how physical are you?” Falon asked. “Because I’m trying to decide if I want you on my team in P.E.” She grinned.
Ev smirked. “You’ll want me on your team,” he said with a wink. “Just be warned, I’m very competitive. And I’m stubborn. If I want to win, I’ll win… hopefully.” He flashed her a half smile.
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Derek
“Which is why we could use some…new talent,” one of the brothers—Edrich—said with a small smile. He met Derek’s eyes. “What’s your name?”
He smirked. “The name’s Derek. And I’ll be happy to… help you out.” He raised an eyebrow, a knowing look on his face.
After all, there was no better way to start off the school year than at the top.
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Falon
Ev smirked. “You’ll want me on your team,” he said with a wink. “Just be warned, I’m very competitive. And I’m stubborn. If I want to win, I’ll win… hopefully.” He flashed me a half smile.
“I find it hard to believe you’re more competitive than me, but I suppose another competitive person on my team would help.” I gave a clever smile,
there was a lot on my mind but I liked talking to Ev, and I was excited to go to the dance with him.
“So… Do you play any sports?”
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-Thorne
@whalekeeper @freedomwriter76 @euodia-vision I’m tagging y’all because y’all are gonna like this one 😜also…Whaley….
im thinking ur character that Corvina is rooming with played a little game of truth or dare one night in their dorm….HEH… (you’ll understand after you read this)
Arthur
Arthur pushed his tongue into his cheek.
Gah…back to the electives again. What was with this chick?
“Art huh? Interesting. Well then, I suppose we will be parting ways,” He dipped his head, and then took a bite of his granola bar. Evelyn shook her head, chuckling. “Suppose I’ll see you again later!” He waved, walking away and then turning down the hall.
He glanced behind him, suddenly feeling a bit…paranoid.
What was wrong with him?!
So what if he was taking Botany? And Drama? It wasn’t anyone else’s business!!
He pulled out his jacket collar, pursing his lips and trying his hardest to regain the air of confidence he always masked himself with.
No…it wasn’t a mask. He…he was that confident! Really! He just…didn’t want to be teased…that’s all…he had an image to uphold! After all, what kind of “bad boy” likes flowers? Or theater?
His shoulders deflated slightly, fingers still on his collar.
“You alright there?”
Arthur let out a yelp, embarrassed by how high pitched it was. He spun around, face red, hands held out in…some sort of ninja pose.
Corvina stood in front of him, arms crossed and brow raised. He sucked in a breath.
“Cori! Don’t scare me like that!” He wiped his brow.
“First of all, don’t call me that. Second of all, from the looks of it, you didn’t need me to scare you. What’s going on?”
“Ah…ya know, the usual.”
“Which is?”
He shrugged and then turned on her with a large grin. “What have you been up to.”
She pushed his face away, “No rerouting. Did Kainda or one of Edrich’s boys find you?”
“No, and even if they did, I could have handled it.”
“Mmhm. Sure. Alright, so what’s going on.”
“Aww, are you worried about me?” He cooed, leaning close to her. She pushed him away again.
“Arthur…”
“What?”
Corvina sighed, rubbing her temples. She looked at him, a small smile twitching at her lips.
“It wouldn’t happen to be about your electives, would it?”
Arthur nearly choked on his own spit. He coughed, tried for a smile, failed miserably. “WhAaaT? I don’t know what you’re talking about.” His voice hitched, an obvious sign he was, 1, nervous, or 2, lying.
“Uh huh…”
How did she know?! Out of all the people he didn’t want to know…
“Arthur I’ve known you since grade school. Please.” A few seconds ticked by, consisting of Arthur’s face changing from confusion, to shock, to embarrassment, back to shock again. Corvina smiled, reminding Arthur of a conniving snake.
“If it makes you feel any better, I won’t tell anyone.” She said. Arthur blinked, still a bit confused.
“But I…I still don’t…”
Corvina sighed, eyes rolling to the ceiling. “Nevermind. Hey, are we still going to the dance together?”
Arthur could’ve choked again.
The dance?! She was willingly talking about the dance?! The one she’d basically told him she was only showing up to because she, quote, “Had to keep that witch in check”?
He nodded, feeling for a moment like he was walking into a trap. “Yes…?”
“Cool.” Corvina smiled. She leaned a bit closer, making Arthur take a step back, eyes widening. “You can grow me a nice, pretty corsage.” She batted her eyelashes a few times.
And then, she walked away.
“You know my favorites!” She called, leaving Arthur a blushing, jumbled mess.
What…what was THAT?!
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebEdrich
Edrich smiled. He put out a hand.
“Well, good to meet you Derek.” They shook. “Welcome to the team.”
Edrich pulled him close for a moment. He whispered, “One thing to note…Me and my brother? We run this operation…as long as you remember that, you’ll stay on top. Try to shoot too far though…? Well…our mother has ties you wouldn’t even imagine.” He gripped Derek’s hand tighter, “Ah…one more thing. There’s a girl in our crew. Kainda? She’s mine.”
Edrich released him. “I’m sure you understand. Can never be too careful. Especially with so many traitors out there.”
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb@freedomwriter76
I’m going to RP them leaving English
Skylar
“Class dismissed,” the teacher said as I let out a relieved sigh.
Loki let out a chuckle. “How come you love Math so much, but you hate English?”
“Because English gives out the most homework, and the teacher is the meanest,” I said picking up my books, I had accidentally left my backpack in my dorm room and had been carrying my books.
“Do you need help with that?” Loki asked, looking at the stack of books that covered my vision.
“No I got it, besides we’re going separate ways,” I gave a frown, I was needy of his attention, I just didn’t know anyone who was taking the same electives as me.
Do me a favor…. Tell Cress I meant it
-ThorneYep, Cairo would do that XD Also thank you!!
Marcel
“Th…thank y-y-you…”
Marcel shrugged, blowing a huge pink bubble. “No biggie.”
They entered the Art classroom.
The room consisted of several easels, set up in a large circle. Other than that, it was empty.
Where was everyone? Perhaps the two boys were early. Made sense, what with all the zooming around on a sunbeam.
Marcel threw his bag of markers and pens on the floor next to an easel, and lolled about.
This might be a cool class, but he wouldn’t count on it. Ninety-eight percent of the professional artists he had met disapproved of decorating doodles with onomatopoeias.
Which was lame.
“Everything is a mountain”
@freedomwriter76 @smiley @euodia-vision @esther-c anyone else coming to art class??
also I don’t think anyone is in botany XD
AND is anyone in Home Ec? That’s what November is in
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebAlso my charrie Cal is in Philosophy and Cultural Anthropology… I’ll just invent an extra crowd of students to go along with him, since no one else is in those classes XD
“Everything is a mountain”
Evelyn
after saying goodbye to Arthur I made my way to the art class. I hoped Arthur didn’t think o anything of me and him. He wasn’t my type, but I didn’t mind the tall, blond who gave his extra assignment. I think the teacher said his last name was Peirce. Maybe I would compliment him on it at lunch.
The art class was pretty empty besides two boys who sat at the easels. I took a seat in one of them and started to doodle on my notebook while I waited for class to start.
Do me a favor…. Tell Cress I meant it
-ThorneAmi and Lukas are in Art!
Derek
“I’m sure you understand,” Edrich said, releasing Derek from his tight grasp. “Can never be too careful. Especially with so many traitors out there.”
Derek nodded slowly. “I understand.” But he’d have to eventually find a gal. After all, he couldn’t be with the top and show up at the dance without a date. He glanced down at his watch. “I’ll see you guys around. Gotta head to class.”
With quick nods, they parted ways.
Derek walked down the hall, observing the students who passed by either alone or in their respective cliques. Then one girl caught his eye. Amidala. Except instead of walking by Everton, who she was normally with, she was with a different guy with dirty blond hair.
Well, without Everton around… maybe she’d go to the dance with him…
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Ami
“I have to head to art class now,” Ami said as she walked beside Clint down the hall. “You’re going to PE, right?”
He nodded. “I think a lot of students chose that as their elective.”
“Yeah. I’m not very athletic, so I stick with what I’m good at,” Ami said with a smile. Before Clint replied, Ami looked ahead and saw someone purposely walking towards her. She closed her eyes and groaned. “Oh no,” she muttered under her breath, slowing down her pace.
Clint raised an eyebrow and stopped walking beside her. “What is it?”
“More like who is it.” Ami motioned towards Derek. “Derek doesn’t like Ev and me for… reasons.”
Clint frowned. Derek came closer and stopped in front of Ami. She forced a smile. “Hello, Derek.”
He smiled. “Hey. So, there’s a dance coming up and I was wondering—”
“No,” Ami said firmly, surprised at her boldness. Derek even looked surprised. Her expression softened. “I uh…” She fumbled for the words to say. Nobody had asked her to the dance, so she didn’t really have an excuse for refusing his offer. Except for the fact that she didn’t like him. She looked towards Clint, hoping he’d help her out.
Ev
“So… Do you play any sports?” Falon asked.
“Well,” he ran a hand through his hair. “Not really. Where I came from we… well we never really played organized sports. Our school didn’t exactly have them. But I’ve played some casual sports with some friends before they uh… moved.” He didn’t want to explain the Orb and how people escaped it… or tried to escape it.
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Falon
“Well,” he ran a hand through his hair. “Not really. Where I came from we… well we never really played organized sports. Our school didn’t exactly have them. But I’ve played some casual sports with some friends before they uh… moved.”
“Yeah that’s how it is with me, but uh my… family will play softball,” I didn’t know what word to use for the Avengers, “I’m the best hitter on the team,” I gave a proud face, and then turned to see the gym. “I can’t wait to see your talents in action,” I said with a clever smile.
Do me a favor…. Tell Cress I meant it
-Thorne
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