forum Eastwood Preparatory Academy (Closed but stalkers can stalk)

Started November 30, 2018 by @Moxie group

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(Sure!)
Abbie's stomach grumbled, and she pouted slightly before heading towards the school campus' cafe, hoping to get something of decency to eat. When Abbie entered, she was in awe. She was in public schools her whole life, being new to the Eastwood Academy area. To see anything gourmet served at a school was an impossibility, and here Abbie was, staring at it right in the face.

Oliver dropped off all of his stuff in his room and fixed his hair quickly. Then he walked out of the Dorms and over to the Cafe. He walked in and stood in line looking down at his phone.

Cherry stepped off of her cycle, taking off her helmet and shaking out her hair for a bit till satisfied that it was okay. "Suitable." She murmured to herself, walking to where her dorms were. She would drop off her bags and get her lab coat. Then she would head to the cafe to get some tea, then she would finally go to the labs.

Frank, Jayde's driver, had dropped her off at the front entrance of the school as always while he walked to the back to take her bags. She had about ten, mostly because she couldn't decide on what to bring and what not to bring. He took them to her room before she headed down to the campus cafe. She didn't want to go to her room just yet but wanted to see the students that would be attending the school this year. When she opened the door she saw some familiar faces and some new ones, all moving around the busy place.

Jaeva sighed as she hopped off her bicycle and hid it in a bush. She knew that nobody here would steal it, they're all rich and arriving in limos, but old habits die hard. She drew a neatly folded piece of paper from her side bag, and unfolded to see a map of the academy grounds. She figured she'd start by heading to her dorms. Maybe she'd be lucky, she thought, and end up not having a roommate.
"Ha." She murmured to herself, running a hand through her hair. With this shitload of rich kids, there would be no single rooms left.

(Sorry ive been busy, i will get mine up tomorrow)

(It’s okay. Do you know what gender your character will be and what grade they’ll be in? If not, it’s okay)

(Sorry ive been busy, i will get mine up tomorrow)

(It’s okay. Do you know what gender your character will be and what grade they’ll be in? If not, it’s okay)

(i'm can do either gender but I prefer a female and they will be in 11th)

Name: Harper C Jones
Age: 16
Grade: 10
Gender: female
Sexuality: straight
Personality: sarcastic, can be serious when needed to be. tends to push people away.
Appearance: long brown hair, amber eyes, glasses, light tan, small muscular build, not fat but not skinny, scar on her bottom lip
Typical Outfit (when they aren't wearing their uniform): graphic tees that can be cut into crop tops and jean shorts, converse or vans
Why they're here (why their parents are rich, or what kind of super smarts they have): Parents are rich
Favorite subject: English
Background: mom died when she was ten, dad has raised her so far.
Other (optional):
Theme Song/Song that describes them (optional):
Shipping?: (yes/no) yes

Name: Lotus Blossom (Lot)
Age: 17
Grade: Junior
Gender: Agender (They/Them)
Sexuality: Pansexual
Personality: Enjoys to stick to the more invisible side of life, aggressive tendency when pushed, is used to being discriminated against, however won't be pushed over and stand their ground in whatever arguments. (They even have premade presentation on their laptop explaining why other person is being hurtful/wrong and why their explanations/expectations are wrong.)
Appearance: Straight short light brown hair, pale leaf green eyes, a very light tan skin, skinny and a bit twig like, they can still throw a hard punch, small breats and sometimes wears a binder, and stands at 5'6".
Typical Outfit (when they aren't wearing their uniform): Normally a light colored tank top or shirt, a denim jacket, loose jeans, messenger bag with computer and mouse, and gray combat boots.
Why they're here (why their parents are rich, or what kind of super smarts they have): Extremely gifted at anything dealing with computers, including, but not specifically, video games, programming, power points, and building them.
Favorite subject: Programming
Background: Younger sister that's gifted at music, but opted not to come here picking an arts school instead. Both their parents work on the poorer side of management, but still has some money. At the school on a full-ride scholarship.
Other (optional): A high functioning autistic. They stick with a strict schedule and doesn't adjust well to change or the unexpected. Also has subpar communication and social skills.
Theme Song/Song that describes them (optional): Wildcard-KSHMR
Shipping?: Yes

(Alright here is the current room assignments. They may or may not change)

Asherwood, Cherry; Marks, Jayde; Paisley Carter, Aubrey
Blossom, Lotus; Maxford, Ivy; Smith, Jaeva
Jones, Harper; Parker, Abigail
Camber, Oliver; Rancierr, Soter

ok

Ivy found the roommate list and located her room. She didn't recognize the names of either of the people she would be rooming with. 'Hm. Newbies,' she thought to herself as she walked across the campus to the residence hall. She had to size up her room and her roommates and start planning her Start of the Year party. She had to stake her claim early and make sure her parties were known.

Lotus readjusted their bag with their right hand while their left was entrenched deeply into their jacket pocket messing around with a fidget square. They walked up to the board with the list of roommates spotting their name and walked away a little worried. They only recognized one name, and it wasn't a good one. This wasn't their first year in the school, and they still had another to go. They had been lucky enough to stay mainly under the radar, but not this year. Nope they were stuck with Ms. Popular.

Harper spotted a girl looking the board with the rooming assignments. "Hey, I'm Harper. You are?"

Oliver got his coffee then went back to the dorms. He looked at the paper found his room number and his roommate then walked looking for the room. It took awhile but he found it. He walked in noticing his driver had put his stuff in the corner of the room already. He sat in a random chair then just drank his coffee.