Jilly Newford
Fresh Meat
The twenty first century is so droll.
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Post by Jilly Newford on Jan 31, 2004 6:15:18 GMT -5
Jillian looked thoughtful for a moment, contemplating that the narcissistic young man she had just seen was who she was supposed to look up too at the school, it took a moment for the rest of Penny's words to sink in. She looked Penny right in the eye, and tried to hide the twitch of anger. "So, you're, an... actress" she spat the word out as if it was sullying her mouth, "are you?" She sighed in disappointment, to think, the only person in the school who had look even mildly interesting was one of those. She primed her platinum curls and rested her hands on her hips, a pose she knew very well made her small waist look smaller and accentuated the flare of her yellow fifties dress. She looked away, and, much to her relief noticed that the boy, what was his name... Hiroshi? Was returning. Turning fully away from Penny she smiled and waved. "Hey there, I had to give away all your smokes, their lack of mind altering qualities offended me."
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Kelketh
Student
I'm not a whore, I'm a slut ^_^;;
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Post by Kelketh on Jan 31, 2004 6:48:12 GMT -5
Kelketh nodded, folding up his timetable and smiling just a little. "Guess what I found on the way to school..." He started, the smile turning into a grin. "A liquour store." He paused, rummaging around in his pockets for something. Pulling out a tiny bottle, he waved it under Winter's nose. "Absinthe." He glanced back over to Hiroshi and the others. "Remind me to say thank you to them later. Now, where shall we go?" *cough hack* Skiving! It's your first day O.O; Oh...shut up, holier than thou. We might as well skive the whole day off }=D
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Post by Penny Lacroix on Jan 31, 2004 9:33:00 GMT -5
This Jillian person was starting to get on Penny's nerves. "Yes," Penny told her with a narrow glare. "I am. I wouldn't think someone like yourself, so out of the modern trends, would find that offensive. But there's one in every crowd, eh."
Hiroshi's return brought another burn from Jilly and an idea to Penny. "Hiroshi-sempai!" she purred abruptly. "I have all this angry energy that the smokes just aren't helping cure. I was wondering if you could, eh -- teach me to blow smoke rings?" She pursed her mouth (in)appropriately to punctuate the question.
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Jilly Newford
Fresh Meat
The twenty first century is so droll.
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Post by Jilly Newford on Feb 1, 2004 3:52:36 GMT -5
So the actress had picked up on her sudden hostility. Jillian was shocked, as most people didn' t notice it. But then that was actors for you, totally unpredictable. Well, she thought, at least she seems to do theater, that isn't so bad. She tried to stifle a laugh as the girl began to crack on to Hiroshi. Smoke rings? Please, she could see the look on that girl's face whenever she took a drag, this was a non smoker. Not to be out classed by this girl she grabbed the last remaining smoke, pulled her silver lighter out of her pocket, lit the cig and blew four small neat rings. It was much more impressive when she did it from her pipe, but she didn't have a pipe, or anything worthy of being put in one,, so that would have to do. She handed the slightly burned down cigarette to Penny, flashed a grin and walked away. Making enemies probably wasn't the best way to start at a new school, but she didn’t really care. After all, it wasn't as if any of the other schools she had been to had contained anyone of interest. She turned, giving one last glance at the group, and wandered off to find the music department.
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Post by Hiroshi-sempai on Feb 1, 2004 18:54:18 GMT -5
Hiroshi blinked between Penny and Jillian a few times, as Jillian seemed to make some kind of female point and then walk off.
"Ladies, what's--uhh..." It wasn't often Hiroshi didn't really have anything to say, but when women started doing that thing at each other, he often found himself going a little quiet.
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Post by Penny Lacroix on Feb 3, 2004 10:23:37 GMT -5
Penny stared furiously at the retreating Jillian. "Why, that -- that -- that was really good," Penny admitted. She held the half-gone ciggy to her lips and tried a smoke ring of her own, but suceeded only in choking herself.
"Fuck her," she wheezed in frustration. "Eh, maybe I should just go to class today. I think auditions for a new play are coming up. It would not behoove me to miss that."
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Winter
Fresh Meat
Rawr?
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Post by Winter on Feb 3, 2004 21:03:31 GMT -5
"Absinthe? Isn't that stuff illegal or something? Not that I give a shit ..." Winter trails off, shrugging. He glances about the corridor, looking for a suitable place in which to bunk. "Uh ..."
He yawns for a third time that morning, and rubs his temple.
Ungh .. Fuck.
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Kelketh
Student
I'm not a whore, I'm a slut ^_^;;
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Post by Kelketh on Feb 4, 2004 14:07:46 GMT -5
"Illegal!" Kelketh squeaked, eyes going all round. He looked around nervously, almost expecting the police to come and take him away. "Toilet?" He asked, still twitching. Noticing Winter's temple rubbing, he wrapped an arm around him. "Aww, babe, you should rest."
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Post by Bre-chan on Feb 9, 2004 7:18:51 GMT -5
It was so EARLY in the morning. "Life was too complicated in the morning." Why the HELL was everyone working on forming a mass orgy so EARLY!? There is a time and place for sex and drugs and all that "rock and roll" related shit. But NOT at school.
Kiyoshi cleared his throat, composing himself. "Okay. It's the first day back and it's early. I can let you off... a little. However. Your friends," he pointed a finger slowly to the ones with the cigarettes. "They better put those out right now OR I *can* get someone with more power to put them out themselves," he explained, studiously.
A tiny little twig of a boy with glasses poked his head out from behind Kiyoshi and muttered, "The principal, dude! The big Captain of the Cliche High ship!"
Kiyoshi slamed an elbow directly into his head. "So, cigarettes go out, you stop trying to fuck everyone in sight, and we'll just leave it as that!" he beamed in a rather happy-happy tone.
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Jilly Newford
Fresh Meat
The twenty first century is so droll.
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Post by Jilly Newford on Feb 10, 2004 23:50:22 GMT -5
Jillian gave up her quest to find the music room and turned around to go back to the group, and ask for directions. She smiled when they came into sight, it seemed they were being told off for smoking. She shrugged her bare shoulders and made her way back towards the steps. Deciding that wallflowerism, while it wouldn't make her any friends, wouldn't make her any enemies either. She sat praying for a night in shining armor, or flares and a Led Zeppelin tee, whatever, to come and save her. And began to mentally count down the days until she could return to London, and her indie kingdom.
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Winter
Fresh Meat
Rawr?
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Post by Winter on Feb 11, 2004 14:15:20 GMT -5
"No, I tell you what I should do," he pulls back a little to draw himself up to his full and not-particularly-intimidating height, waving a finger at Kelketh. "I should not drink on school nights. Yes. That what I should do. Not do. Fuck."
Winter rolls his eyes, sticks his tongue out in a ve'y childish manner and wanders off down the corridor, dragging Kelketh by the hand. Then stops. "Actually, I have no idea where to go. You find a place. Go-go. Shoo," he shoves Kelketh in front, wraps his arms around his waist and buries his face into Kelketh's back.
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Kelketh
Student
I'm not a whore, I'm a slut ^_^;;
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Post by Kelketh on Feb 11, 2004 15:48:17 GMT -5
"But...I don't know my way around. We'll get lost." Kelketh muttered, walking through crowds of people who were staring. He found the toilets, and sat on a wash surface, swinging his legs. "Good enough for you babe?"
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Post by Hiroshi-sempai on Feb 11, 2004 18:40:17 GMT -5
"Are you blind!?" Hiroshi sputtered at Kiyoshi. "Did you not just witness my heroism just now?! I'd get those glasses checked if I was you, pretty boy!"
Hiroshi glared at the school president a little as he kept babbling on. Then everyone's favourite slut struck a pose, complete with sparkles and flower petals in the wind.
"The principal? The principal loves me, you know that," he said, yanking a convenient flower off a nearby bush to use it for better poses. "He thinks I'm a poor, destitute boy who's doing his best to fit back into society."
Oh crap, there was a thorn on that flower. Hiroshi winced, the sparkles disappeared, and he started trying to remove the sadistic plant from his hand.
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Post by Rudy Sega on Feb 16, 2004 6:16:03 GMT -5
It sounded exciting, but like most things in life, all it came down to was stress and paperwork. Hirudo brushed her hair behind an ear, resettled her satchel's strap over her shoulder and wondered where the lockers were. Entrance hall? Those must be the main doors, past the grassy area.
Grass and trees. Real trees, at that. A step up from that place in Birmingham, where the obligatory nod at a playing field hadn't actually been green. She had been glad her mother's placement there was only for a couple of months.
Hirudo observed the fellow-students who were already here, waving or smiling at a few and trying to get a rough sense of hierarchy. Two older boys seemed to be getting mobbed, for whatever reasons. (Top dog? Tuckshop owner? Bookie? Good lay? Just popular? Who knew? Insufficient data.)
She figured she'd watch and listen for a while, then pick somebody to nag to show her the ropes. Yes. Because it wasn't that she was nervous. Not a bit of it. That would be... illogical.
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Echo Oha
Fresh Meat
Have I mentioned SHUT UP?!
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Post by Echo Oha on Feb 17, 2004 5:29:18 GMT -5
Bored... Echo hauls herself down the steps, her boots making a soft 'clomp' sound on the concrete paving, her eyes once again floating across the crowd and mentally dismissing almost everyone. There were a few people she might consider conversing with, but they all seemed to be busy with their own little...well, whatever it was people did, which seemed to involve either being pissed off, horny or smoking. Mm, smoking... "That's it, I am so out of here..." She mutters under her breathe, dragging herself tiredly towards the school gates.
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