High School

Name- Fawn Duncain
Nickname- Fawn is short enough
Age- 17
Status (who you are in the role play so jock, emo, etc.)- Emo but I prefer the term Scene. (i don't like when people say that emos cut. they don't! don't judge me if you don't know me :P)
Crush- None
BF/GF- Single
Looks-


Personality- Fawn is a sweet girl. Don't judge her before you know her. She loves meeting new people and making new friends.
History (Optional)-
Other (Optional)-

Accepted :) Thanks!

Do I have to make a guy?

If you want.

I'll make one later :)

Fawn walked out of her horticulture classroom and slipped into the crowded hallway. She made her way down the hall slowly since she was blocked by a bunch of other teens moving at the speed of a turtle. She squeezed through a small opening in the crowd and got to her locker. She did her combination and the lock clicked open. She opened the door and put away her horticulture stuff. It was her lunch period next and she planned on spending it out on the quad under her favorite tree. She grabbed her lunch and slammed her locker closed, hitting it with the palm of her hand to make sure it closed all the way. She headed outside into the courtyard and made her way to the big oak in the middle of the garden. She sat down underneath it and nestled down between the big roots that stuck up out of the ground. It was comfortable here. The sun filtered down through the leaves, dancing across her face. She pulled an apple out of her lunch bag and took a bite, breaking the delicate red flesh with her teeth and releasing the juicy goodness that splashed over her tongue.

I walked over to where a girl with colorful hair stood. She was holding an apple, and looked like she was enjoying it. "That looks good," I murmured as I walked closer to her. She didn't look up; she stood there eating the apple. "That looks good," I said again, louder this time

Fawn hadn't heard the voice the first time but when she heard it a second time her head snapped up. She quickly looked over the person. (which character are you playing?) She smiled. "Oh hi. Yeah. It's good. Do you want one? I have an extra." She dug around in her bag till she produced another apple. She held it out, sort of as a peace gesture. "Would you like it?" She asked.

Derek shakes his head. He couldn't believe that she was cutting herself if it was true. "You cut yourself, right? Don't lie. I know that is what you're doing." He thought cutting was disgusting. He has done it many times with his life, but that was when he was feeling depressed. Now he was over feeling that way and he wasn't cutting himself anymore.

Lexie was still arguing with the teacher as Alexander came over to save the day. He was so sweet. "Thank you Alexander." She smiles, and looks up at him since he was taller than her.

Tristan's POV
"Yes." I whispered softly, suddenly ashamed. I hid my face, crying silently.

Alexander's POV
I smiled as Lexie's pretty face looked up at me. "You're welcome," I began and leaned in slowly.

*OOOHHH CLIFFHANGA*

Derek sighed. He knew it was true. "Knew it." He whispered to himself.

Lexie wanted to hold onto his hand for whatever reason, but she just couldn't do that in front of the teacher. "Let's go then."

Tristan's POV
"What? What is it?" I asked him, staring up at him, my face tear-stained.

Alexander's POV
"Okay." I said again, and smiled. Lexie was so beautiful.

Derek did not reply, and just looked down.

Lexie smiled and skipped over to the gym room.

Tristan's POV
I stood up and began to walk away. Why was I wasting my time with this guy?

Alexander's POV
I watched Lexie skip away, and I smiled brightly. This was the best day ever.

Derek put his head on the desk and took a nap.

Lexie turned around and smiled at Alexander.

KK sorry but can we continue this role play tomorrow? I'm all out of ideas but can we still do the Young Love one?

Yeah sure xD

Name- Zoe Sherro
Nickname- None currently
Age- 16
Status (who you are in the role play so jock, emo, etc.)- Regular
Crush- None
BF/GF- None
Looks-
Personality- She is a fun-loving, all around type a girl. She's someone who loves hanging out with friends, and going to hang out on the town with them. She can be really sweet or a huge jerk, just depending on how you treat her. She tries to get be nice to everyone she meets, but sometimes she's just not having a good day and will be a little rude. The ones who are always mean to her, even if she's kind to them, she forgets about them, if they don't like her that's their problem.
History (Optional)- Both of her parents died in a car accident, so she is living with her grandma
Other (Optional)-

Name- Zack King
Nickname- None currently
Age- 17
Status (who you are in the role play so jock, emo, etc.)- Emo
Crush- None
BF/GF- None
Looks-
Personality- He's fairly shy and distant, but very sweet
History (Optional)- His mother was abusive, but had finally left when he was 7 years old.
Other (Optional)-

Accepted :) My character now has a crush on Zack, and can she be best friends with Zoe?
(I won't do this a lot, just I liked their characters)

Of course she can be.

I walked out of my classroom, my hands full of books and my backack nearly falling off of my shoulder, Stupid thing. I though and rolled my shoulder so it was up more. Ahead of me I saw Tristen. I smiled and jogged up to her, "Hey!" I said to her, "Do you think you could hang out this weekend?" I asked her. I glanced down and noticed her wrist and hand. It took all I had not to sigh and say something, Don't say anything. You haven't been though what she has. I thought and looked back up at her and said to her in a low voice, "You know, if you ever need anyone to talk to, I'm always here."

The teacher handed back our graded test. Ninty-five outta a hundred. I thought and gave a small, quick smile. History may not be his best subject, but that honestly didn't matter. The bell rang and everyone stood up and seemingly the same time. Throwing one strap of my backpack on I walked out the door and headed slowly towards the lunchroom. Is it just me, or are the halls more croweded today. I though slipping though gaps invetween everyone. Once I got to the lunchroom I looked at the bored that usually told what the two choices are for lunch. They both sounded good, so I just chose a random one. When I got my food I head outside to a tree kinda close to the bus circle. After I sat down I started to eat.

Tristan's POV
"I know," I replied to Zoe. Eager to change the subject, I brightened. "Sure, we can hang out!" I told her, linking my arm through hers. "Now let's go get some lunch. I'm starved!" I laughed and we walked to the cafeteria. I got what I wanted to eat and soon we were looking for a place to sit.

Sorry, Supa Bacon Cat! Pretend I thanked you and took the apple and we exchanged emails or something :)

I laughed and walked the rest of the way with her to lunch. We both went into the same line, "Y'know, once I get my licence, we are going out to eat." I laughed and poked something I'm assuming is mashed potatos. I walked outside and saw Fawn leaning against a tree, "Wanna go sit with her?" I ask

I set my tray off to the side and took my pocket knife out. I flipped the blade baxk and forth for a while. I turned my hand over so my palm was facing up an tapped the cold blade against between my hand and my elbow. Each tap got got harder and soon the blade peirced my skin. My face scrunched up in pain and I let out a quiet grunt. Taking the blade out I looked at my blood dripping from it. I took out a dark, red-stained cloth and wiped my blood off the knife. I looked at my blood roll down my arm, then took my tray and placed it on my lap again.

Tristan's POV
I smiled. "Sure! Her hair is awesome." We walked over there and I tapped her on the shoulder, saying hello. I sat down and sniffed the so-called "healthy lunch" the school gave every day. "Ew. What is this, bread?" I murmured, picking up the floppy piece of wet...bread, I'm guessing. I laughed and pushed my tray away. "So, Zoe. What's been happening?"

Okay so is everyone making their emo characters cut themselves? Emos do not cut! That is offensive -___- I might need to drop out of this roleplay.

My emo doesn't cut himself...