Sol Boarding School for the Troubled Teens

OH MY GOD THIS IS MY SHIT! LMAO is there any room for me?

I'm back.

Toxic Miracle wrote:OH MY GOD THIS IS MY SHIT! LMAO is there any room for me?

You probably could join. We haven't really started yet.

Yay! haha I apologize for my spastic reaction, I promise I'm not a creeper lol

It's totally okay! I have random reactions like that a lot!

Ambrosia - I bump into a guy with a scarf tightly around his neck. (Luca) "Sorry," I mutter.

Luca: "Hey, watch where you're going." It was bad enough that I was here, and I didn't need to pick a fight right away. I regained my composure, and shrugged the incident off.

Name: Sparrow Young
Age: 17
'Problem': Has a problem with authority, frequent fist fights
Look:
Personality: Smartass is her default Cocky, little bit bitchy even, but surprisingly sesitive when it comes to certain things.
Other: Lily tattoo on her right side

(You want her to talk with Luca?)

Ambrosia - I raise my eyebrows at him, "Aren't you nice?" I say sarcastically. He's hot a voice chimes in. Rude to, maybe you should kill him pipes another. I try and ignore them.

Luca: "What, I'm already having a bad day. . .I don't need anything else to stress me out right now." I wanted to say that in Italian, but I wasn't in Italy anymore. . .no matter how much I wanted to be.

Ambrosia - "Then maybe you should learn to be nicer," I suggest with a roll of my eyes, "this isn't easy for me either, who would like to be here?" You do the voice smirked.

Luca: "Wait, I'm sorry. We got off to the wrong start. I'm Luca Lombardi." I replied, my Italian accent becoming apparent when I pronounced my own name.

Ambrosia - I look him up and down before smiling, "Ambrosia Hale." I tell him.

Luca: "Nice to meet you." I smiled, even though I felt like absolute crap right now. I was still freezing cold from the abomination they call snow. "So, why are you here?"

Ambrosia - I wink, "I'll never tell."

Luca: "Why not?" I asked.

Sparrow: I stepped out into the cold air. "Mother fucker, its cold." I grumbled as I trudged out down the walk way.

Ambrosia - Yes, why not tell him about us one of the voices whimper and I try and hide my flinch. "Because I don't like being accused of being crazy." I say honestly.

Luca: "I wouldn't call you crazy. . .we're all here for some reason. How do you know that I'm not crazy?" I asked, trying to ease the tension.

Ambrosia - I laugh, "I don't." I sigh and decide to tell him, "I hear voices, so of course my mom sends me hear as she cries to all of her so-called friends about my 'problems'" I say bitterly.

Luca: "That's pretty harsh. I don't believe you are crazy, just different."

Sparrow: I glared at the school. "I dont like you." I told it. I leaned down and picked up a small rock. I rolled it around in my palm for a moment before chucking it with all my might at the building. I didnt hit any windows unfortunately.
"Damn it." I got another one.

Ambrosia - I bite my lip. "Well, what got you to this hell hole?"

Luca: "Merda. I knew you would ask that." I ran my hand through my dark hair. "I used to kill people back when I lived in Italy."