Welcome to Highschool.

Ashleigh- I let the paper fall preoccupied by my thoughts of Jaycyn. I walked down the hall to the class he was in and tapped on the window to get his attention. Then I moved sideways to avoid anyone else seeing me. I prayed Jaycyn would know it was me.

Jaycyn: I heard the small tap, and excused myself to go to the bathroom. "Sorry, babe. Got caught up with stuff."

Ashleigh- *Rolls eyes* "You're still coming to the party tonight right. I met this girl, Lucy or something, I think she's coming too.."

Um.. Hi people :3 Just a mod here.

So, the one liners NEED to stop. It's not improving anones skills and iff you continue to post one liners you'll have your posts removed.

Sorry, but the point of this site is to improve writing and one lining doesn't do that.

You have been warned.

Name: Aristides “Ari” Dacoutros
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Grade: Junior
Appearance: Short-ish dark brown hair, about 6’0”, dark green eyes, lightly tanned, defined, but wiry muscles. Her always wears a worn in leather jacket and some sort of dark, slightly baggy jeans. He likes long sleeve shirts, too, when he’s not wearing his coat and the sleeves will almost always be rolled up to his elbows. He’s got a dimple in his right cheek, but not on his left. He doesn’t like it when people point that out, though.
Personality: Quiet and calm, athletic- but doesn‘t play on any sports teams, friendly, thoughtful. He likes to play music, but he doesn’t like attention. He’s wanted to play in front of people, but he tends to get stage fright. He’s also into theatre, but he doesn’t want to fall under any stereotypes. He’s quite concerned about how the public views him and sometimes people think he’s conceited for that reason, but really, he’s just afraid.
Bio: Born in a small town in New England, Ari didn’t know what to expect when he transferred into Riverside high his freshman year. Soon, he made friends, though. His parents are immigrants from Greece. He goes by Ari, but his first name is really Aristides. His family is fairly influential around the town and surrounding towns, owning several businesses. They tend to employ the students, giving them opportunities.
Other: None, I think.


Name: Adelaide Ophelia Harrison
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Grade: Sophomore
Appearance: Long, ash blonde hair that has some streaks of color throughout it and slightly almond shaped, wide eyes that are nearly turquoise and fringed with dark lashes. She stands at 5’7” and is slightly curvy, but still fairly thin. She likes to wear vintage outfits, like floral dresses and high-waisted clothes, but she’s got the body for it, so she doesn’t feel uncomfortable. She also likes converse a lot and she has a slight obsession with sweaters/vests/cardigans. She always carries around a smallish, drawstring backpack that she keeps her camera in.
Personality: Impulsive and rash, she gets offended somewhat easily and takes a lot of things to heart. She doesn’t like it when people don’t back up their promises. She also forgives easily, depending on the person. If she likes a guy, she tends to get nervous around him, even if they’ve been friends for a long time. If she gets to know you, she’ll defend you with everything she has, but if she doesn’t, than she might just throw you under the bus. She cries easily, but not at sad things. She tends to have a lot of happy or surprised tears. She even cries when she’s excited.
Bio: Born in the town where Riverside High. She knows the town like the back of her hand, but she has nightmares of being confined there forever. She wants to go to college and major in Photography and minor in Musical Theory. She has a younger brother, in the elementary school that has down syndrome, so she’s sensitive about that kind of topic and the name calling that comes with it. Her mother and father are divorced and she switches houses every other week. They both live in town and her mother is pregnant.
Other: She has a tattoo of musical notes around her wrist. She also has her nose pierced and normally wears a ring in it, not a stud.

(These were my charries from earlier in the chat... I just didn't use them)

(avery, your girl or guy can run into max...he's gonna be in the weight room.)

Max walked down the halls and into the weight room. He already knew today was going to be a long day. A sigh escaped his lips as he started working out. Loneliness filled him as he was the only one in the weight room as of now. sure, he may not be super social, but he would like to have someone around at some times.

Adelaide pulled her hair up into a tight ponytail and slipped into her tanktop and shorts, walking into the weight room. She turned her music up a little and smiled quickly at the boy that was in there. She instantly went to the leg curl machine, laying on her stomach and lifting the weights with her legs. She had been in the rotuine for nearing a month now, though she had never really needed it. It was just something to burn lunch calories.

Max noticed someone else walk in and smiled over to her. What was her name? Ade...something. Ada maybe? For some reason he couldnt remember. But he knew he had at least two classes with her and saw her nearly every day. So he should know her name by now.

Ade pulled her headphones and leaned up on her elbows. She kept raising the weight up, though her mind was on conversation. She recognized the boy... She had some classes with him. "Hi," she said. "You're... You're Max, right?"

Oh carp. She was talking to Max and he still didn't know her name. He bit his lip and looked at her. "yeah. And you are...Ade?" He guessed, knowing that probably wasnt even close to her full first name.

Name: Bree
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Grade: Sophmore
Appearance: Dark brown hair, blonde highlights. Hazel eyes. She usually wears blue.
Personality: Kind, nothing real special. Just another face in the crowd. She is smart.
Bio: She grew up in a small neighborhood, and hardly ever sees her parents. If she did something bad, they probably would'nt care.
Other: N/A

"Adelaide," she corrected him, "but a lot of people call me Ade," she smiled. "You're in a few of my classes," she noted. He was in her math class and english. English... Did she have the homework. She racked her brain quickly and nodded to herself before returning her attention to Max.

"Yeah...Sorry about that. I have a really bad memory...Like i remember one in every ten people i meet. not that you aren't rememberable...I just....I'm gonna stop talking now." Max blushed lightly and tacked on a nervous laugh to the end of his statement. He went over to the dumbbells and started doing some arm exercises.

Ade chuckled and her eyes followed him as he moved."Nah it's fine. I don't really try to be remembered, so when it happens it's like a surprise," she said, trhowing him a smile. At first he seemed like he would have been good with girls, but after the rambling thing, she wasn't so sure. "I have a pretty good memory," she said.

Momo13 wrote:Ginger knew she should pull it together. But for some reason she couldnt. She wiped her tears again and took a calming breath. She should just think happy thoughts, think of something that would make her feel better right now. She got up and went over to jasons kitchen. She didnt say anything as she walked over to him and gave him a hug.

Jason felt Ginger before he heard her. He blamed the ballerina flats. She came up behind him and hugged him around the waist, resting her head on his back. He stayed in his current position, relishing in the fact that Ginger was here with him. And that they were alone. For the first time in a long time they could be with just each other. He straightened with a sigh and spun around to hug Ginger back. He kiss her on top of her head and her hair smelled of flowers.

Max nodded to what she said, attempting to refrain from talking. He knew he would only cause himself to look like an idiot. What was wrong with him? He was usually so smooth around girls. Maybe it was because part of him knew his usual lines probably wouldnt work for this girl.

Ginger let her head rest against his shoulder and kept her arms around him. She wasnt crying anymore, but still felt the need to be held by him. to be held by her best friend and know that when she was with him, everything would be ok. At least, thats what she kept telling herself.

Ade chuckled and stopped with the leg excersizes, sitting up and then turning to face him. "You stopped talking," she said with a wide smile. "Why?" She liked two way conversations, not just being listened too, because she could talk for hours.

Max put down the weights and just looked over her a couple minutes. A sigh escaped his lips again. How could he answer that question without sounding like a total loser? He bit his lip and just looked at her. "I...uh....i'm not much of a talker." that was an obvious lie. He got kicked out of English once a weak, at least, for talking out of turn.

"Oh," Ade grinned. "So, when you think of a real excuse, maybe you could hit me up," she chuckled. "Nice talking to you, Max," she winked and praced out of the weight room, nearly giddy with her own actions. She had never been so... Bold. She got changed and walked back into the hallways of school, shoving her hands into her pockets. She didnt realize in all her boldness, that she had left her iPod down in the weight room.

Max sighed as she left and noticed her iPod sitting on the ground. He walked over and picked it up. He knew he should give it back as soon as possible, but he could wait a bit. Until he finally figure out what to say to her. He walked out of the room and went to get changed. he was soon dressed in his normal clothing again and wandered down the halls, her iPod with the headphones wrapped somewhat carfully around it, in his pocket.

Ade leaned against her locker, her hair finally out of the ponytail. It had streaks of pastel pink and some blue in it and hung straight as a pin to her waist. Her friends were surrounding her in a tight circle as they laughed about 'hot boys' and 'gossip' and other teenage girl things, but her head wasn't in it. All she could think about was her parents, how they still fought, how her mothers pregnancy was at risk because of all the stress.

Max pased Ade in the hall and gave her a small wave. He looked at the group of girls around her. He had either had a fling with most of them, or they, acording to rumors, had a crush on him. He wasnt too sure about the second part, and he couldnt remember the names of half the girls in that circle.

One of the girls in the circle pushed Ade out toward Max with a loud giggle. She stumbled into him before she could stop herself and then her cheeks heated slightly as she smiled. "Hey," she said. Behind her, she could hear whispers and cat call in the low voices of her friends. "Couldn't stay away, could you?" She teased.

"you are the one who ran into me, missy." max pointed out, a smirk on his face. He would just have to play it cool for now. He couldnt let her get to him with other people around. He couldnt turn into a babbling idiot right now. When they were alone? Sure, why not. When he was trying to tlak to her in public? Not so much, rambling was bad in public.

Ade raised an eyebrow. "Awh, no more babbling?" She asked, her lips pushing out into a mock pout. "But you were already there, stalking my group of friends, tright?" She asked, teasing him a little more. She swept her bangs out of her turquoise eyes and batted her eyelashes playfully. Some people were easier to talk to than others and he was proving to be easy to talk to.