The Office

[Sydnee/Chris]

name: Sydnee, Chris
gender: female, male
picture: (later, later)

(this will be short) Sydnee walked into the office, followed by her twim brother Chris. They sat down in two chairs in front of the desk, waiting for the principal.
"Who's class do you wnat?" Chris asked Sydnee.
"Mr. Folkett"
Chris smiled. "I want Ms. Gradey or that old one"
Sydnee and Chirs were once again quiet, waiting for the principal. It was 7:30 in the morning, they were tolf to come early to see what class they would be in. (see, it's short)

[chantel]

name:chamtel
gender:female
picture:(later)

chantel walked into the office. Two other people alredy sat there. She didn't bother to greet them, after all, she was the daughter of the richest man in the town. He owned Boo Books. Personaly she thought it was a lame name but if it made her family rich she didn't care. She looked at the goth girl in distased.
She could at least wear a black mini skirt. then it wouldn't hurt the eyes so much. chentel thought. At least the boy beside her looks kind of cute.
She sat dowm in a plush red chair near the boy to wait for the princible.

[Mr. Feebles]

mr. Feebles rushed into the school. He carried all the school work he needed. He hurried into the office, and then plopped the work onto the the desk. He fell back into his chair, then put on some glasses.
"Chantel" He started. "Mr. Manchuck" He looked down the list. "Sydnee" He pulled his glasses up back onto his nose. "Mrs. Bently" He looked down the list once again. "Chris, Mr. Folkett." He looked down the list, then up at the students. "Welcome to Emerald. Is there a Roxy here?"
After no reply, he smiled. "You may go to your classrooms, children. They are just to the left, and up the stairs. Thank you" Mr. Feebles, smiled to the children, and once again grabbed his things. He got up, and then walked into his own office, and then sat down.
"Nice, studnets" He siad to him self. Mr Feebles, wasn't too good at welcoming students. It was the middle of the school year aldreay.

[Sydnee/Chris]

Sydnee watched Mr. Feebles scamper here and there. He sat down almost right when he got up. She tried to smile, but he never noticed her. Everytime he looked, she tried to smile, but he always quickly looked away. She stood up, and looked to the newcomer, Chantel. She looked at her in disgust, then to her brother.
Chris smiled to her, and stood up. They both walked into the hall, and ino the grade 11 hall. They then split up, Sydnee walked to Mrs. Bentleys class and Chris to Gradey. (I shall continue in the classrooms. it was folkett, but no one is rping him.)

[Alexz/Roxy]

name: Alexz, Roxy
gender: Female, female
picture: avie, sig

Roxy burst into the office, breathing hard, brown book bag swinging on her shoulder.

"Am I late?"

Her black hair swung slightly then straightened as she did. She wore A black tank top and normal blue jeans with an assortment of rist bands and bracelets. She had on light green etnies and through both ears were medium sized gold hoop earings.
She looked around with her blue eyes, looking none to interested. Roxy was never really one who tried to obey rules. She was always late and often talked in class, like the normal teen she was.

[Mr. Feebles]

Mr. Feebles looked out his door. He smiled to the girl, and then pulled out a paper. "Roxy, you are in Mrs. Gradeys class" He yelled to her without getting up. He smiled to her again,a nd then went back to working

[Alexz/Roxy]

"Right."

Roxy lifted her hand off the door and turned around. That was a real help...
Roxy turned and left the office, trying to keep the name in her head.

[Stephanie]

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[Jonah/Ian]

Name: Jonah Shlepp
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Picture: *points to siggy* Like it? I drew it.

The musty air of the sullen school rushed through his long black hair as Jonah walked silently through the polished halls. A low-slung navy bag hung from his hip, a bright mohogany pencilcase exposed in a tear. Wide, mocha eyes looked through the glass window seperating him from the office. He inhaled deeply, pushing open the heavy doors. He spun around as the other students passed him, going out as he came in. He sat down upon a comfy-looking leather chair, tucking his legs neetly beneath him in an indian-like sit. His thin wrists waved long, deft fingers which tapped on the chair's arm, black, curled markings peeking from beneath his sweater.

Looking around, he tugged down the arms of his long black sweater. He clutched the wrists down with such an intensity, it now seemed odd. He was a tall boy, around 6'1, but he was very skinny and had little to no muscle or body fat as it seemed. There was something beneath that sleeve he didn't want the teachers to see. He sat back, but snapped forewards intantly as he sat on his back. Leaping from the chair, he pulled out a booklet thick with document and handed them to the secretary.

"Here ya go miss." he said softly. His voice was niether high nor low, and he seemed neither cheerful nor sad. Grey boy. Looking around again, he pulled down the legs of his shiny, silver-metallic mesh pants. All he could do not was wait.

[Jonah/Ian]

Name: Ian
Gender: Male
Age: 17 (not related to Jonah)
Picture: In siggy. Eventually...

*Behind the first came another boy. This boy was taller, broader, and more muscular. In one hand he held a bright crimson knapsack, in the other, a football. Fresh from a varsity team practice, he was here to return some updated documents to the principal.

He wandered in, running a wide hand through his short, curly brown hair. His eyes were a startling and frankly creepy baby blue, like from horror movies. Placing the papers down on the desk, he sat down beside the first boy, a wary eye kept to him. He smirked, looking over Jonah's odd clothing choices. Skinny, pale... Jonah was not at all like him. Biting his lip, he looked to the football. He was clothed in a blue buffalo bills jersey, some random pair of blue jeans hanging off his waist. Clicking his tongue, the handsome boy awaited the return of the principal so he could go back to class.*

ooc- Oh god... horrible posts. Sorry, It's 11:00pm and Tizzy (Sydnee/Chris) has me on a time limit. *glares* Sorry tiz. *offers muffin*

[Sydnee/Chris]

(yur posts are fine, just if you read Sydnee's description Jonah sounds like Sydnee, almost exacly. The posts don't suck, just every timeyou post don't put the asteriks areound them *like this*. but keep Joah that way, try to mkae him different then Sydnee. SHe draws on her self too, she actually wears all black, she is skinny and pale or white, she sounds like jonah. oh well, one sec)

[Mr. Feebles]

Clearing his thraot, Mr. Feebles glanced back to see the two new boys. THe secratary stood up, handing him the papers. She started to lean over him, to whisper something. SHe then left his office, and smiled at the boys.

Mr. Feebles knew usually a goth would be placed in Mrs. Bently's class where most of the goths are. usually a jock or a yuoung popular man would be placed in Mrs. Gradey's class. He would switch them. He pulled his reading glasses on, still in his office.

"Ian, you are in Mrs. Bently's class. ANd Jonah, you are in Ms. Gradey's clas" He looked up at them and gave them a friendly grin. Then he leaned over towards his door, still sitting on is chair, then he closed his office door.

[Jonah/Ian]

OoC- There is more than one type of goth M'dear Tizzy.

*Ian frowned, opening his mouth to protest. Miss Bentley's class was for the goths and weirdos... He wanted to be with 'his people.' He frowned, stoping out of the officve with a glare backwards to Mr. Feebles. He smirked, saunterign down the hallway and out of sight.

Jonah however, had no idea who these people were. He was a new transfer, so he didn't protest to anything.

"Err... Thank you Mr... Mr..." He bit his lip and peered around to se the little chrome plate fastened to Mr. Feebles' desk. "Feebles." He said with a ghost of a smirk gracing his pink lips. Smiling to himself, he too picked up his bag and headed out the door, but in the opposite direction that Ian had dissapeared to. This would be an interesting term...*

[Sydnee/Chris]

( good good, I like yur siggie by the way, now post in the classes! *waits for you there* no new threads, remember. )