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Congratulations children, you have managed to flunk out of every school in your state. If you wish to further your career then you are welcome here. welcome to nishinami school for troubled children.

"oh my god, first day already? what time is it? oh its only 6:00 am. time to get up." said Jeff, who then decided to put on a black suit with a red tie.
after that he made his way to his first class, which happened to be cooking. "great" though jeff.

Haru got up to her alarm ringing in her ears. "Ah! shut up!". She pressed the off button as she got up. She quickly jumped in the shower. After she got out she but on a white tank top with a half black half jacket over that. Her pants were a bit baggy and hung over her converses. Pulling her hair back into a ponytail she put her hat on grabbed her bag and was off. She sat down in the back of cooking class, she hated it above all things.

Temperance Vole's alarm clock sounded loudly, playing some of her favorite music. She'd programmed it to play a mix cd just so she'd actually get up. She didn't hit the snooze, rather she stepped out of bed and jammed with it to wake herself up. Her currently favorite heavy metal song, Bodies by Drowning Pool, was her wake up call today. Luckily she hadn't received a roommate yet.

As she screamed out lyrics with the band, she picked out her outfit. Today she decided to wear black jeans that hung loosely just below her hips, a rainbow studded belt, her custom made Converse that had black and white checkered laces, a light blue Fox t-shirt and a black hat bearing a white skull logo. She ran that along with under garments to the bathroom, starting the shower as the song changed to techno. Basshunter blasted through the speakers with Boten Anna, a song with Sweedish lyrics. At least she thought they were Sweedish.

After rocking out to two songs in the shower and getting dressed, she put on her hat and socks. She gathered up her books in her black, rugged backpack, and grabbed her skateboard after throwing on her Converse. Just another day in hell, she thought idley, heading to her first period class. To her dismay it was Cooking.

Upon arriving, she popped her skateboard up into her hand, and threw herself down into a seat in the back row against the wall. Temperance surveyed the room and found it less than intriguing, so she pulled some playing cards out of one of her many pockets. She shuffled them, drawing attention to herself unintentionally, and began dealing Solitaire, one of the only interesting, yet frustrating, single player card games.

Darius had already been up for an hour or so before his alarm had gone off, and was already in hes best clothes, he gathered his old dusty textbooks and put them in his bag . He put on his glasses and headed out for his first classes but he walked slowly because he saw no reason to be late to a...;he checked his list, a cooking class. "Oh well. Might as well try to entertain them." He put on a fake smile and then quickly retreated back to an expressionless face.

he sat in the back of the cooking class, listening and not listening at the same time as he started to write a short story involving random characters that he just made up when the instructor saw it and decided to keep it. "Shit." he mumbled to himself.

Jolene walked onto campus, she was late so she didn't have a room yet. As she walked, a bag slung over her shoulder, her boxes and suitcases safely in her truck, she sang softly to herself. No matter what trouble happened to her with her band, she would always love music. She was singing "Amaranth" By Nightwish, and she was getting plenty of looks.

In her old town she was sort of famous for her voice, the band had become a local hit, and if things hadn't happened, like her getting shot, she might have gotten a recording contract. But, she got shot, she got caught with the drugs, and sent to the school.

"Baptized with a perfect name, a doubting one by heart." She said as she came to a stop in front of her cooking class, she was late. Well, she wouldn't need to cook when she was famous. She slowly walked in and waved before finding a place.

Avalon Lee woke up to find her self on the floor, her blanket spread out unneatly. She must've fell off. Again.
"How in the world do these thing's manage to happen.." She muttered bitterly to herself, straightening up, and pulling open her messy closet, searching for what she would wear.
Instictively, she pulled out her tattered up jeans, and her sky blue chicago teeshirt; She pulled on her blood-red volcom hoodie over that, and swung the door open to her admit her in.

She opened up her schedule, frowning at 'cooking.' This should be interesting, she thought sarcastically, amusing herself only for a moment.

She walked through the doors of the cooking class, humming to her favorite tune, Starlight-By Muse. A person cant get enough music, can they?

She slumped down in her seat, and slung her bag over the chair, grimacing when she accidently hit it so hard her books cascaded out.

Darius looked at the people around him, they all seemed like something had gone wrong with them, or maybe he was just thinking that. A few people that he saw looked like decent people, he knew their names by attendance. He respected these people; Avalon Lee, Jolene, Temperance, Haru, and Jeff. he decided that maybe...maybe he could get by cooking class with them.

Avalon looked around for a friendly face. She saw a ton of them. Except, she had this thing with people..she just wasn't good at making friends. I mean, once she had a friend everything was awesome from there.
But making friend's. I dont think so.
Except..no. She should at least try.

Spotting the first person that came within her peripherial view, Avalon began to speak.
"Hey, what's up?" She croaked out awkwardly, looking at Darius, the one from the attendance list.

Vincent was organizing the things on his laptop when his alarm clock went off. With an annoyed sigh he made his way over to his alarm clock and quickly looked at the time before shutting it off. He quickly took a shower to refresh himself and dressed in his usual jeans, t-shirt and hoodie, "Too early for this ..." Vincent said as he yawned and folded up his laptop. He put on his headphones and plugged it into his laptop before he walked down to his first class. Cooking, oh joy ... Vincent finally made it to the class to find that there was already a good number of people there already. He decided to find a place near the middle of the class since the majority of it has decided to occupy the back. He sat down and opened his laptop and continued to organize his things.

Temperance had just won at Solataire when the teacher gave her a warning glance saying, "Put the cards up, or they're mine." Reluctant to listen, Temperance obeyed and surveyed the room. Quite a few people had arrived late and were sitting in the back along with her. One boy was sitting in the middle, laptop on desk, dragging things and copying and pasting them all over the place. Tempy sighed and shook her head, looking around. She now realized she recognized some of these people.

Vincet was the laptop guy, Avalon was talking to Darius, Haru, Jolene, and Jeff were all in her cooking class. At least she recognized them, not necessarily knew them. Role call had been the only part she'd paid attention to in actuallity. Temperance looked back at her desk and began doodling. She etched an Anarchy symbol in the middle, looking up only when it got silent.

Tempy decided to look around again and remembered Darius getting his paper taken up. It had tiny words written all over it, seemingly in nice pargaraphs, but the teacher snatched it away, putting it on her desk. The teacher was called out a minute later, to Temperance's relief, and said she would be out for at least five minutes. Temperance saw her chance.

Leaning out into the aisle, checking the little door window for any sign of the teacher, Temperance slowly rose and walked cautiously over to the desk. A pink sticky-note was attached to the paper with Darius' name written in the right hand corner. The note said - "Detention". She sighed and grabbed the paper, removing the sticky and crumbling it up. She'd made sure the teacher had made a double note of it, and walked back to her seat, feeling many eyes on her. She handed the paper over to Darius.

"Darius," she said lightly, "here's your paper back. Don't get it taken up again, though," she warned. Temperance smiled, her heart flying with the good deed she'd done, though it may not be right, and turned back around in her desk. The teacher arrived about a minute later, after Temperance had made sure Darius had hidden the paper.

Jeff got out of his seat and made his way to the teachers desk, and knocking out all recipients immediately behind the desk before they could see him(he used his quarter staff). After that he cleaned the blood of his staff on the teachers shirts. He said "anyone says anything i kill the snitch, is that an understandable medium? You are free to leave." and with that he snatched both the teachers keys, and left.

Not long after she'd sat down, yet before the teacher returned, the kid named Jeff got up. He hit the teachers, knocking them out of the way, with a staff. Temperance cocked her head, glad she was not in the way, and watched curiously. Even though he has a staff, I would have at least fought back.. she sighed. He spoke in a harsh, serious voice, whilst wiping blood from the staff on the teachers' shirts.

"Anyone says anything, I kill the snitch. Is that an understandable medium? You are free to leave."

Temperance's curiousity turned into disgust and confusion. What does he think he is, our master? she thought sarcastically. She watched, adjusting in her seat as needed, as he left with both of the teacher's keys. Okay then... Temperance thought and turned back around in her seat. She sighed and shook her head, still in disgust and confusion. She had feeling the other students felt similar to her as well.

Nonetheless, she got up, threw her skateboard down and skated out. She sped past Jeff in the hallway, not looking back, and headed to her dorm for a quick snack. She'd missed breakfast. In reality she was trying to avoid Jeff; she was a little scared of him and his 'Staff of Doom,' as she'd named it.

And to think, the school year's only begun!

OOC: i hit the teachers, not students. i don't hit people who a like.

OOC: Okay, i'll change it. - Post edited above

Darius was glad that he had been given his paper back, he smiled at Temperance and Avalon. "Thanks..." "oh, hi" He looked at Avalon and was suprised she had started to talk to him so early. He decided to catch up with Temperance and at least try to thank her.

Temperance was sitting in the hallway after deciding not to return to her dorm. A tempting snack machine with a soda maching right beside it had changed her mind for her. She now sat, backpack beside her, cards spread out on the top of her skateboard. She was playing Solitaire once again, though she was unsure if she would win this time. Come on Ace of Spades, where are you? You're the last card I need to start sorting. She sighed seeing no more possible moves. Temperance grabbed the cards and packed them away. Time for a new challenge. Rubik's cube! she thought excitedly. Within two minutes that, too, was solved. Running out of entertainment, she put on her headphones and jacked the volume up on her MP3, deciding to study and memorize her schedule.

Why must school be so boring? What has the world come to when one must resort to memorizing a dumb schedule?!

as jeff walked out of the room he heard some one swearing. jeff hates swearing more than he hates people. he decided to dedicate himself to knocking out all the annoyances in this school.

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OOC: Who is Ken?

Darius walked up to Temperance and she seemed to be playing solataire, "Thanks for getting my story back, stop by my room sometime the number is 237 and we'll hang out." he said as he walked away.

Gatsbi got up late. He didnt care about school, he only went to meet chicks and fuck around with teachers. Let's face it, in a school of delinquents everything was too easy. The minute he got in class he didnt shower, he punched the first person he saw, and just because it was the first day he got up on the desk and urinated straight on the teacher in front of the class.

"What gives you the right to think your better than me?"

He smirked as he finished up and spat on the teacher before he got down.

"Prick."