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Name: Hayden Benett
Age: 14 (in an older year)
Gender: Female
Appearance: (Temp pic)
Personality: The really evil popular cheerleader
Popular?: yes
History: Hayden always grew up spoilt, she thinks she can get away with anything and everything.
Extra: she hasd one of those annoying, high pitched voices.

Name: Emily
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Appearance: Long black hair but despite she dies it blonde. Grey eyes that stare at you. Perfect white teeth and roasy cheeks. Very tall for ehr age so she looks older then she actually is.
Personality: Very bossy and picks on a lot of people. It's your steriotype 'bratz doll' with the "Let's go shopping!" attitude. Complains way too much and is a bit of a boaster. Despite that she gets along famously with the teachers with her 'smile'. She has a love for animals and is spoilt rotten because she is an only child.
Popular?: Yes
History: Used to have jet black hair but dyes it blonde. Had loads of friends in primary school but drops them all in year 7.
Extra: Underneath she's a pure animal lover and will go on about her several animals a lot.

Name: Kyra
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Appearance: black hair and dark green eyes, shes a bit of a goth and always wears makeup. Her favorite colours are red and black she is from Japan but speaks fluent English
Personality: She seems pretty tough when you look at her but you have to know her to know her personality, shes a great freind but trys to fit into the crowd
Popular?: yes
History: nobody knows much about her history she doesnt talk about it much
Extra: She likes the dark and secretly she is allergic to sheep

Edit: Kyra's Image

Maybe Hannah you should put the difference between a 'popular' and an 'unpopular' on your first post. People might not want to be 'popular' then.


Basicly a 'popular' is considered a mean person that picks on everybody else and thinks they are better then anybody else.

An 'unpopular' is somebody who is nice and doesn't pick on anybody and are usually the victoms. Despite the name 'unpopular' they can actually have a lot of friends.

diamondflame wrote:
An 'unpopular' is somebody who is nice and doesn't pick on anybody and are usually the victoms. Despite the name 'unpopular' they can actually have a lot of friends.

OOC: personally i think that 'uncool' is a better word, it doesnt say they don't have friends.

BIC:
Hayden mumbled 'Hi' to the new year seven in her form as she walked out the door, and turned to talk some other girls.
"And so i was like, You didn't just say that did you?!" Hayden and her friends laughed and re-applied their make-up.

Name: Sarah
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Appearance: Long dark brown curly hair worn in two long plaits she is average suze and wears glasses (mainly only in lessons but often forgets to take them off.)
Personality: Shy, keeps herself to herself most of the time.
Popular?: unpopular no-one knows much about her.
History: Unknown only one from her school to transfer.
Extra: She is in year 9 but only just transfered to that secondary school

Kyra laughed with the other girls, she never quite understood thier jokes but played along. She valued them as freinds even though there was a vast number of other people almost begging to be her freind. Finally the loud school bell rang and she could break free from the group and go to class.

Emily stood outside peering at all the other blocks, trying to work out where her form was. "Ugh... What a dump!" She pulled a crumpled sheet of paper out of her blazer pocket and glanced at it. The map was carefully plotted yet it was still hard to work out where she should be. After several seconds of studying it closely, Erin flicked her hair out of her eyes and strode towards a grey building.

After climbing several stairs and strolling down a long corridor she found where she was suposed to be. She walked into the classroom and felt a few eyes on her as entered. She kept a cool face as she walked over to her form tutor. "I'm supposed to be here."
"Ah!" Said the tall man who was glancing at some fuzzy pictures. "You must be Emily!" He introduced her to the class and showed her where she should sit. She dropped her handbag on the desk and pulled back the chair.

A few minutes later the form tutor left the room muttering something about a lost girl. Emily snorted. Sounded like this girl was a right idiot!

Soon after he came back in with a girl who looked a little scared. She was introduced as Cherys and say down in the chair besides Emily. She glanced at her before looking away. Emily rose her eyebrows. It looked like form wasn't going to be any fun.

She rummaged through her bag and looked amongst all the makeup and books for her Spicy! Magazine. She opened it and began to read. By the time she had gone past the 'What's in?' page the bell was ringing for next lesson.

As Hayden way making her way to her first lesson, she bumped into a "Newbie" as she calls them. She recognised her from somewhere, it was Emily who was in her form.
"Hey." Hayden wanted to see if the newbie was anything like herself.
"What?" Emily snapped.
"I like you... Lets walk together!" Hayden linked arms with Emily and they began walking up to their next lesson together.

OOC: hope that was ok Tay.

Emily had already found a new friend. A girl in the older year had taken a liking to her when she snapped at her. She smiled at her ease at making friends. Her new friend Hayden was in the cheerleading team and walked with Emily to her next lesson. She rummaged around in her bag until she found her time table.
"Ugh! English!"
"It's all right. Your first day here is dead easy 'cause the teachers just introduce the subject and that." Hayden seemed to dislike english as well. They walked until they had to head off in seperate directions and Emily lined up outside her new classroom. It was in a messy mobile and didn't look very exciting. Inside there was an old grey woman with long lank hair.

"Something tells me enlgish is going to be fun..." Emily muttered sarcastically.

Kyra arrived at class-Art sometimes she wished that she was in the same year as her freinds . She was already wishing time away so that she could see them again. At her desk she found an envelope, no doubt another love letter from a boy. she sighed deeply and she pulled the envelope open to discover that it was another love letter, she hated turning down all these requests but her freinds were the most important thing she had and she didnt want a boy to get in the middle of them.

Kyra sat day dreaming as she wondered what the others were doing.

OOC: cough your charrie isn't in Yr7 so you wouldn't be in the same classes as Cherys, Erin, or Emily. You'd probably be in the same year as Hayden. She's in business right now.

BIC:
Hayden walked through the door of her business classroom with her tie practically at her waist, her skirt way too short for regulation.
"You're late Miss Bennet! and look at the state of your uniform! What's your excuse this time??" The teacher looked annoyed. Hayden had this teacher before, and used WAAAY too many excuses. She wracked her brain for a minute to find an appropriate excuse.
Saved someone from drowning, used it. Tripped over down the stairs, used. Been in medical, used. Helped a year 7. NOT USED!
"Sir, take a chill pill, i was helping this year 7 in my form to her class!" She sat down loike nothing had happened and rumaged through it to find her book. The book which was once green, was now peachy coloured. Her liquid foundation had burst in her bag. She couldn't tell the teacher, since you're not allowed make-up, but she couldn't hide it either. She got it out of her bag, hoping he wouldn't notice.
"HAYDEN! what is going on with your book?!" The teacher was furious.
"Well, you see..." Hayden paused.
"Erm, well. I was doing my homework and well... eh, My dog came and stood om my liquid foundation and it went everywhere! Poor skye was covered in makeup for weeks!" Hayden gave out a little sigh of relief.

Ok ive given in and decided on making a character

Name: Shandi Mays
Age:11
Gender:female
Appearance: shoulder lenght light brown hair with a new coloured streak on her fringe every week and deep green eyes
Personality: Chatty, shy and cluless
Popular?: no
History: home schooled until her farther passed away so her mother sent her to secondry school
Extra: Over accesorises and talks to herself as she says her heads so clouded he needs to think outloud

Start

School, a fountain of knowlage filled with uniformed students sometimes willing to learn...
and at the gates a flash of colour...
STRIKE that an EXPLOSION of colour.
Shandi was standing at the gates taking large breaths
''Ok shand... breath, mom explained that school isnt really a big deal ,so show some backbone''
she took a few strides into the school and the bell for form rang.
shandi, taking a few moments to figure out what the bell meant, took the map out of her pocket and started running to form...
and tripped
''Ok heels, bad idea''
she quickly got up and started limping along to form.
she burst through the door and a grinning man came up to her
''ah you must be mandi''
''Shandi, sorry my writing isnt that good''
the man showed her to her seat and she sat down with no one sitting next to her.
Some girls were giggling behind her
''OMG have you seen what shes wearing!''
''She looks like a clown!''
''A clown on a really bad day''
they broke into laughter again
''Not a great start to my first school year'' shandi said sighing
the girls laughing grew louder
''She talks to herself, now thats RICH!''
Shandi started sinking down her chair, her cheeks turning red
''oh great''

OOC: Added a temp. picture for Hayden, except she's alot happer.


BIC:
Hayden opened her rather... different book to find that all of her notes had been destroyed.
"Um, sir...." Hayden raised her book up.
"Hayden..." The teacher tutted and threw a piece of paper to her.
She grabbed the piece of paper and began writing notes, ok, so they had nothing to do with the work, but she looked like she was working.

Kyra was sat waiting for the bell to go when the Vice Principal strolled into the class. Everyone stood up. He came round scribbling on a piece of paper before walking to the front of the class and calling out a short list of names. "Katalee Beckett, Jenny Thompson and Kyra Mai please report to My office at break" The door slammed behind him. For the rest of the art lesson Kyra couldnt work properly she stared blankly at her piece of paper and waited, Now she would have to miss at least half of her break.

Soon the rest of the class were lined up with Emily. The old woman inside strode out to them.
"Quiet down class. Quiet down... QUIET!" The class froze and stopped their many conversations. The teacher smiled in content and introduced herself. "I am Mrs. White. I teach english and you will be my class."
"Noooo..." Muttered Emily sarcastically to the delight of the girls around her who giggled.
"Quiet!" snapped Mrs. White. "You will all choose a desk and will sit in silence. I won't have any gum chewing in my class young lady!" She pointed at a small girl with red hair who was chewing slightly. She hurridely swallowed the wad of gum in her mouth and the students filed into the classroom.

Emily chose her seat quickly as the class hurridely scurried around to find the best seats. Not near the front. Somewhere at the back near the window and a radiator for winter. She spotted it. A boy with a face full of repulsing freckles was already shoving his scruffy bag under the desk.
"Move. I was sat here." snapped Emily. The boy gave a look of horror before scooping up his stuff and moving towards the third row.

Emily smiled sweetly and dropped her handbag on the desk.

Fifteen minutes into the lesson half the children where already slumped across their desks like lazy animals. One boy with blonde hair was asleep and the girl with the red hair next to him was poking him with her ruler. Emily was drawing on her desk. She hoped history would be better.

OOC: ****ed off now, this is the 3rd time I've had to type this. My original message was friendly but now i'm just in a BAD MOOD. You don't need to read pink or green, just blue and red. Firstly CC stop spamming, add more structure to you're posts so thats their not spam, introducing 4 lines rule soon. Secondly please don't post without you're character being accepted next time. I'm taking away the older year thing, it's not working so i'm doing a timetalbe which we ALL follow no exceptions except special events, this means you must all act new to the school please. I'll just copy my writing so I don't lose it again... done. Please stick to the timetable, this way we can have rows in class . I've accepted all your characters so look below for a brief summary of them all please. GG delete on of your accounts or I will, you have till...umm when I next get annoyed . The pictures are fine if you don't want one of ruth's though, you don't need permission for them.

Cherys - Uncool, she's bright and bubble and clever even though she thinks she's not, but she's very sensitive.
Erin - Cool, used to be best friends with Cherys, she still wants to be. She' very mature and sophisticated, especially next to Cherys
Hayden - preppy cheerleader, you could add you joining the squad later, that would be good. She's spoilt rotten and has a horrible voice.
Emily - Could be 'Like, BFF's!' with Hayden (hint hint) she loves shopping, and is the perfect 'Brat' model, she also likes blonde's
Kyra - She's a bit of a goth but popular never the less, and tries to fit in with everyone else. A great friend.
Sarah - She's never been to school before, and her mother though 1st year of secondary would be the perfect time to start. She's very shy (due to not much social life maybe?) and keeps to herself.
Shandi (My fave!!!!) - A bit of a weirdo really, she talks outloud to herself is chatty but shy at the sime time. TOTALLY clueless but manages to be rather smart!

BIC: Chery's sat scribbling away at her paper. it was a 'getting to know you' sort of lesson so the teacher had told them to draw something that descibes themselves. Cherys was drawing a mermaid in deep blue ocean, she'd always loved the sea. It had gone wrong though, and the blue oil pastle had smudged on her shirt, and it looked messy. Then the bell rang.
"Okay, time's up!" shouted the teacher. Chery's looked proudly at her picture, then she realised on the whole it wasn't very good. She had the ideas...just not the skills. She looked around at others, comparing her, when she spotted an almost blank one, it was Kyra's, that gothic type one. Cherys thought she'd perhaps be thinking about why they wanted to see her at break. That took all of a few seconds, and she was on to looking at Erin's. It was a perfect masterpiece of a beautiful girl. erin was chatting away to her new friends, Hayden and Emma or something. Then Erin looked at Cherys, which made Cherys blush. She hadn't spoken to her since that last day of year 6, so perhaps Erin had forgotten her. As she walked out of the door she noticed a shy girl wearing a steak in her hair.
"Hi! Nice to meet you!" She chirped.

OOC: You're allowed to meet Erin btw, I'll use her next time, sorry about making her your friends, you don't have to like her but you're populars too, thats all. The girls I meet is BBG btw.

OOC:Fine u do it i dunno how delete the other 1. im usin fallen4him also plz dont control our characters because it was working i thought it was going well, they will meet at break it does work i dont wana be a yr 7 (crys)

BIC: Erin glanced around the room nervously and spotted her friedns art work it was great then she stared at the paper infront of her that had only a few small marks on. The teacher had already called "Time up" so she grabbed her black handbag and headed for the door.

She patiently waited outside The Vice principals office for her turn. she was last, she saw the other two girls exit one by one bright red with thier uniform spotless. Then from inside the office came an unwanted voice "Kyra Mai come in" he said. He wasnt very happy. "Take a seat" he commanded. Kyra sat picking at her black nail polish while her black hair cut into a neat bob hung around her face, the silence was awful and all she could do was wait for him to speak

OOC: Hannah can't we keep it how it is? I think it's going fine and I don't want to change my class from english to art because I just spent ages describing the english class! Can we start the new time table thing after we completed this day? That way we can start the timetable off fresh. Thanks for reading. Oh and can it be history now? I don't want to mess it up any more.

BIC
After fifty long minutes of painful droning voices the english lesson was over. She shoved her things into her bag and pulled out her time table. She had history next. She hoped some of her new friends were going to be in her class. She barged past a small group of girls as she left the classroom and peered around for Hayden. She was nowhere in site. Of course! She was at the other side of the school. Emily checked her map. It seemed to be a long walk by herself so she walked along with some of the other girls in her class.

They seemed to like her. They must think she was entertaining after all because they all laughed at her impression of Mrs. White addressing the class. She pouted with her pretty nouth and wriggled her bottom in a bizarre kind of walk and began to speak in a lofty shrieking old lady voice. A few of the girls agreed that she was very accurate. A few girls set off in different directions as they approached the blocks. But most of them walked with Emily towards the history block.
"I have geography." said a tall girl with short brown hair. She went into a classroom after waving and smiling. Emily saw a long line of kids she remembered from her history class. Maybe history will be good.

OOC: Hannah I strongly disagree now. Think about it. We should have older years and I did ask very nicely that we had history next before you even posted your timetable!

I trudged along the corridor my shoes making a horrible screeching sound. I pulled my bag along, it was really heavy.
I remembered this morning when i had said to my mum.
"None of the secondary school kids have bags like this. It's like a briefcase!"
"Children darling, and no it is not"
"Yeah your right briefcases aren't as heavy!"
I had rushed out to the car and slammed the door. What I didn't see is why i couldn't have just carried on being home schooled. My mum thought that it would be a good experience for me. The only reason I didn't go to a school in the first place was because mum didn't want me to get bullied but isn't secondary school the worst place to try to avoid that.
I wondered up another staircase then i faced the reality I was lost. I looked at my timetable again it was like a foreign language I just shoved i back into my pocket.
Then i realised i was standing right in front of it at last i had found it.
"BEEP! BEEP!"
I covered my ears at the harsh screeching sound. I pulled my glasses from on top of my head to my nose and stared at my watch in horror. Well this is a great first impression skipping your first lesson.