In a school filled with all kinds of stereo-types,
There is one group who stands above the rest,
consisting of all different kinds of kids except for one;
popular.
We are the kids who have been hurt.
we are the ones who want to be whole
We are Broken.

So, pretty much you can be in any group, but the main characters are in Broken (you can call it what ever you want, i like the sound of broken ) if you want to, you can kill your character later and make a new one. or not. Do what ever

rules are:
no god-modding
this is a romantic rp, but try to keep it pg13.
cursing is allowed.


Character Skellie:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearence:
Personality:
Other:



Name: Rain Coven (also called Rai)
Age: 16
Gender: female
Appearence:
Personality: Happy, deep, sometimes quiet, hyper when she wants to be, modest
Other: Rain loves all of the arts and can do all of them quite well. She's not the best, but she loves to sing and will only do it if she trusts you.

ok so hope you join

Heh, sounds like fun, and I'm bored so here goes:

Name: Ben House (I know, the name's getting lame)
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Ben has short brown hair, dark brown eyes, and slightly tanned skin. He stands at a unusually tall 6'3"
Personality: Ben is really shy until you get to know him. The only way he really get his friends are through his favorite sport, tennis.
Other: He is in the middle of all the groups and cliques at school

Name: Desmond Drake
Age:16
Gender: male
Appearence: Is tall and skinny, has spikey black hair, and wears a white sweatshirt and jeans.
Personality: He is outgoing but never liked to make friends. Is kind, and caring, but will defend himself or someone who is being attacked, with violence.
Other: He is an expert at playing the piano, and he learned to fight so he could defend himself.

Desmond sat on a bench in the middle of the school. Everyone around him had left. No one liked to be with him because of fight that broke out in the school. Desmond had been attacked by a bully, and Desmond punched him in the face which caused the bully's skull to fracture. He died a few days later. Desmond was on trail for murder but the judge had ruled it as self-defence. When Desmond returned to school everyone was to scared to approach him, in fear that he would kill them.

Desmond took out his sheet music that he had been working on and played it in his mind.

Rain sat silently looking out the window. it was a normal sunny day. She glanced over at Desmond curiously. Everyone was afraid of him because He had killed a guy. But Rain really wasnt afraid of him. She looked down at his paper.

"Um.. the tune... it looks like it'd sound r-really... um... beautiful..." She stammered, smiling.

Desmond glanced up and saw a girl staring at him. He jolted and stuffed the paper back in his school bag. The only thing he was shy about was his music. He looked up again and waved. He had seen the girl around the school, but they never exchanged greetings. Desmond smiled and stood up from the bench. He walked towards the school building to go to class.

Name: Raevin Angel
Age: 15
Gender: female
Appearence:
Personality: She is shy and dosn't normaly talk to people. She somtines comes off as a bitch.
Other: She is an amasing artist and has a habit of drawing random people near her. And loves her ballet pointe classes

Looking around the school, it was his first day here, and he didn't want to be here. Sighing, he slung his backpack back over his shoulder, and walked to where his locker was supposed to be. Putting his stuff away, he headed over to his 1st period Chemistry class. Getting in the room, the teacher wasn't there, so he sat in the corner, and waited for class to start. Looking around, he could see some people stare, after all, it was almost half way through the year, and some new kid was coming along.

.

Desmond walked into the chemistry class. He sat down in front, and the kids around them moved slightly away. Desmond didn't pay any attention. He took out his chemistry books and waited for the teacher.

I walked into the building, my bunny purse on my back. I watched the people in the halls, talking, kissing, gossiping. I didn't understand these people. I walked into my chem class making eye contact with no one. I sat in the back corner and waited for the day to be over. As I looked around the class I noticed a boy that made everyone move just by walking near them. I started drawing him.

Looking over to the front where a boy with spiky hair was sitting, he noticed that everyone would move away from him. Trying to get a better look at him, he sat up, but he noticed nothing out of the ordinary, and sat back down again. This was going to be an interesting half year he thought as he took out his chemistry books, and leaned back in his chair.

Desmond noticed that two people he had never seen before were staring at him, and one was drawing a picture. Desmond looked over at the girl drawing the picture, and then the boy who had stood up to look at him. He looked back at the front of the room and shook his head. He covered his face with his open book.

My face got red when the boy looked back at me and for a moment my hand stoped moving. When he looked forward again I started drawing. I was drawing his face from memory. A part of me wanted to ask why everyone moved, but that would requier comunication. I was debating on passing a note but... The teacher started talking about some crap I could care less about and near the middle of the class I finished my drawing. I wrote a note, folded it into a paper football and flicked it on to the boy's desk. I smiled to myself at the perfect landing.

'Why does your mere presence make them move?'

Content that no one was staring at him, Ben sighed and leaned back, the teacher walked in, and started teaching. After that, he fell asleep, and woke at the ring of the bell. Gladly getting up, he stretched his sore legs and arms, and headed to his locker to get ready to find his next, and probably his favorite, class, gym.

Desmond was startled as a piece of paper landed on his desk. He unfolded it and read the note. He put the note in his pocket and ripped out a piece of paper from his notebook. He wrote "I'd rather not say on paper, but if you want to know, you can ask me in person." He folded the paper and kept it in his hand.

The bell sounded and I grabed my books. That class was so boring. I started walking out the door to my next class, math. I loved that class almost as much as art class. I returned my bunny to my back as I walked.

Desmond got up from his desk and ran after the girl who was drawing. "Hey!" He said with a wave. "Here is my reply." Desmond dropped the note in her hand and continued down the hallway. He had a differant class so he hurried down the hallway.

I read the note and then went to my next class. I sat through math and thought about the note. I didn't really want to talk to him in person but I was really noisey. I decided that if I saw him after school I would ask.

Name: Jerry Seinfeld
Age: thirty somethin
Gender: Male
Appearence:
Personality: He's a very weird guy, makes a lot of jokes even if they arent funny
Other: Talks funny

OOC: JK!!! Lol. Here's the real one.

Name: Josh Sutton
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: (one on the left.)
Personality: He's a happy person. Or thats how his appearance seems to show. He tends to help a lot of people and gained the nickname Dr. Phil, but at the same time he can't solve his own problems. He makes a lot of jokes, in his darkest of times. He believes laughter is the quickest way to get out of sadness. He's smart, pretty loud, and enjoys talking.
Other: Likes writing stories. Reads a lot of romantic books. They seem to fascinate him.