Maybrook Prep

Derek: I raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "I got a D+, you?" If she was that desperate to talk about something else - so be it.

Nasim: "Damn." That was all I said. His bad grade made me depressed. "Aren't you supposed to be in class? Preferably to get a good grade?" I asked him, running a hand through my hair and flipping it onto my shoulder.

((I g2g i'll be on tomorrow!))

Derek: "I have Bs in my classes. Except for science. But no, I'd rather be out here with you." I smiled.

Nasim: "Well thank you." That was good, because I honestly didn't want him to go. Right now, if I were left alone it would suck. i didn't care who I was with, as long as it was someone.

((good thing Derek can't hear her thoughts - that make him feel like crap, lol))

Derek: "Yeah, so, uh...cheerleading? How's that going?" I tried to keep the subjects changing, so she wouldn't have time to think about the Michael thing.

Nasim: "Actually, I love it. Because Ashley broke her ankle, so she's off the squad for at least three months and the other girls are much nicer than her." Ha! SHe broke her ankle! She deserved it! The little bi*ch...

((Ahh they werent meant to offend!))

((no they weren't offensive. Derek just has a huge ego xD))

Derek: I nodded. "Like Chloe? She's nice but clueless. And Emery can be nice. Yeah, you probably get along with a lot of them."

Nasim: I laughed quietly. "We're preparing for a pep rally this Friday, actually."

Derek: "Pep rally? Those are always...fun." I grinned. More like, they're always fun because a bunch of short-skirted girls dance and do stunts for us.

Nasim: I smirked. "And what's fun about them, Derek?" Though I already had an idea...

Derek: I chuckled. "You don't wanna know. Let's just say those uniforms show a lot of skin." I flinched a little, thinking she might punch me for that comment.

((pirates))

((ooh ok!))

Nasim: I looked at him and rolled my eyes. My idea was spot on. "Of course. Perv..." I laughed a bit so he would know I was joking. i didn't even care that much. It's not like he's the only guy thinking like that.

Derek: I shrugged. "It's true. Most guys at this school think that way..." Even Michael, I had now learned. And I thought he was a 'clean' guy.

((Are we going to use Michael/Ashley, or is their storyline just sort of background music, if that makes sense?))

((I"ll use michael later, definitely..))

Nasim: "Obviously." I switched my position so I was sitting cross-legged, and my elbows were resting on my knees, mostly because I was out of things to say.

((hehe. switch charries now?))

suure you pick though.

((bleh. I have some charries I brought in along the way before. Like, I have Jack and Tara if we want some fresh(ish) material))

sure

((Okay and who are you going to use?))

Umm.......... hang on I had new charrie I brought in to another C.C and I was going to bring her in to this one ((halo was just kind of a space-filler... XD))

((ok lol))

Name: Vanessa James
Age: 17
Looks: Jet black hair in long, loose curls, tan, curvy. Italian, doesn't speak English very well but understands it well enough.
Personality: Flirty, but a bit defensive, sarcastic.
Secret: Her brother's in jail for dealing marijuana....

((oh my. AWESOME.))

Vanessa: How the hell am I supposed to remember where all these classes area? This was BS. I can't remember all that! "Questo sta per uccidermi ..." I muttered, staring at the different teacher names and room numbers.

((OMG Jack is Italian, though he doesn't speak it fluently. I shall use him))

Jack: I noticed a girl looking confusedly at her schedule. "Need some help?" I didn't recognize her, and she was speaking some other language though I hadn't caught it. Hopefully I could understand her if she asked me a question.