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Ainako laughed. "You no what...I do want candy...not his though". She got up and ran to her room which wasn't that far away. Unlocking the door she went in and went to her bag under her bed pulling out probably a two pound bag of sour skittles. Locking her door and running back she sat on the bed once again. "Sour skittles are so much better then regular ones". She added before popping three in her mouth.

CJ laughed as Ainako ran to the dorm and got some of her own skittles. "No way! Normal skittles just......beat sours. Kinda like rock, paper scissors." She giggled. She then regretted the laughing, as her ribs still hurt a bit from the manic laughing fit with Tom. She then placed a green and a purple one in her mouth - the best combination in her eyes.

"Well, I hope they're not perves." Bill said, moving the corner of his mouth downwards. "That's just be scary. But most of the older fans have kids." He said, shrugging. "It's sorta odd, but okay." He added, scratching his back. There was a loud dinging noise. "Oh. next class!" Bill said,as he jumped from the bench. "I have piano. I have to go back to my dorm to get my piano books." He said, walking away towards his dorm. It only took him a few minutes to get to his dorm. As he was opening the door, he heard some talking inside. It sounded like his brother. "What the fick?" Bill said as he opened the door and saw Tom with two girls on his bed eating candy.

"No, normal skittles are even more great." Tom said popping a few more into his mouth. Bill entered the room, and Tom sprawled across the candy, trying to hide it. "Uh, Hi Bill. I was making your bed.. Uh, the one I slept in this morning." Tom said, glancing over at the still unmade bed.

Bill put his hands up in the hair, and his eyes went wide. "What are you eating?" He said angrily as he walked over to Tom and the three girls. Tom gulped, and opened his mouth to show about 5 skittles. Bill smacked him, and began the yelling. "Don't come in my room. ever, not even if the world is ending and my room is the only safe place."Bill said, making up odd scenarios where Tom would absolutely have to come into his room. Tom nodded and git up off the candy. he grabbed the two bags and put them back into the mirror. "Scheisse. Es tut mir leid, Bill!" Tom said, pleading. He honestly could say he disliked Bill when he was this angry. "Nein. Ich hasse dich." Bill said, sitting on the same bed as CJ and Ainako. Bill glanced at Ainako's candy which she was still eating. "You aren't eating my candy, you brought your own?" Bill asked - more likely stated. "And you ate my candy with my brother?" Bill said rolling his eyes at CJ.
He shooed them all out, and grabbed his piano book.

Tom ran back to his dorm, afraid of what to say to the other girls. He shut the door, hoping neither of them would knock and want to come in. He didn't want any socializing at this moment. "Scheisse, Scheisse!" Tom said to himself.

Ainako Almost choked on a skittle when bill walked in the room, it scared her. She coughed a few times and nodded her head. "Yea I didn't want to eat your candy..I mean it's yours". She popped a few more skittles in her mouth. "I told them not to but they didn't listen". She shrugged as she got up and left his room.

Synyster shrugged. "I guess that makes more since. 30 year old taking their kids; I see it all the time." He pushed himself off the wall. "Catch ya later then. I have guitar next." He went up to his dorm and grabbed his red and black stripped Schecter Synyster Gates Custom guitar, slipping the strap over his shoulder. He hoped his guitar class wasn't as lame as the vocals as he put a handful of guitar picks in his pocket. He walked down to the class room and sat down, making sure his guitar was properly tuned.

((sorry I cant post much, been really busy and I'm heading over to Vegas until thursday, so just drag Pete along where ever))

Pete said bye to the rest of them and headed to his dorm to grab his trumpet "erg, nerd class next" he said softly as he left his dorm. Concert band, home of the band nerds" he said as he entered the big band room, it wasnt like a normal room, it was absolutely huge, like half the whole cafeteria. Pete took a seat in the back of the class and the teacher started talking.

[That made me laugh: "Erg, nerd class next." LMAO]

Synyster glanced around at the other students. Is that one of those Jonas Brother kids? Wow... He shrugged, strumming his guitar blankly.

"Mr. Haner, I'm going to ask you one last time. What is standard tuning for a guitar?

He looked up at the teacher in confusion. "What? Oh, uhm, E A D G B E. No offense but isn't that kid stuff? I mean, I knew this shit, like, ten years ago."

The balding man sighed. "Yes but it is the first day. We review the first day, get to know each other, show what we know so far."

Synyster groaned. "Okay, can we please skip a head then? No, wait. I have a better idea." He stood up, holding his guitar. "We hold our guitar like this, not like this." He showed the right and wrong way, flipping the guitar so the strings were against his body. That caused some giggling from the rest of the class. "We strum the strings with a pick or our fingers. Standard tuning is E A D G B E," he said, striking each string as he said it. "These are frets. This is the neck, body, and head of the guitar." He pointed each part out. "I am Synyster Gates of Avenged Sevenfold. I've been playing guitar for a long time, ever since I picked a guitar up as a young child and tried to learn and play Jimmy Page's solos. I am eighteen years old, this is my first year at this school. I am a real smart ass -"

"Do you mind if I teach the class?!" The teacher demanded, looking rather frustrated. "Afterall, I am the student and you are the teacher! No, I mean! I am the teacher and you and student!!" He clenched his fists at his sides as his face turned red with anger and embarrassment.

Synyster smirked and sat back down as the other students laughed at the teacher's mistake. "Please make this quick, then. I think we all have better things to do than review things we knew as children."

"hello, and welcome to my class" said the teacher in Pete's concert band class, Mr. Prout. "its your first day in this class and maybe your first day at this school. I want to make this class as fun as possible, so we will be learning how to play different modern songs, so do we have any suggestions?" said Mr. Prout. there was a low buzz in the class "please be calm!" Mr. prout said loudly, but not yelling. he looked like a young guy with a fauxhawk and thin face, he didnt really look like a normal teacher eather, he wore a black fedora with a red stripe, black dress shirt with a white tie and dark jeans. "hey, you! in the back of the class, laying back, do you have an idea?" he said loudly in Pete's general direction "hellloooo? Mr. I dont really feel like being here?! you with us? you have a good song to play?" he continued. Pete looked up, Mr. Prout was looking at him. Pete just shrugged, got out his trumpet in record time, and started playing. when Pete started playing the class sort of went silent. he then finished.
"2am by Slightly Stoopid" Pete said simply.
"well, I guess we have a song to learn, never heard that one before though" Mr. Prout said.

CJ just sat there laughing the whole time Bill came in. She'd buy him some more skittles if he wanted - normal ones of course. She shrugged her shoulders when he rolled his eyes at her. "You know, you can't deny a girl the pleasure of sugary goodness." She grinned, before him shooed them out. The bell had rung for next lesson, and Tom had run off. She looked at Ainako for a moment before speaking. "I'm going to get my piano books. I'll see you later." she smiled, before running to the room, grabbing her books and heading down to the piano class - this was one class she was sure to enjoy. CJ picked up a bag of candy she had, and took it with her. She had remembered that Bill had piano, and she'd give it to him as a sorry.

Bill searched through some of his books for other classes, and found his piano book. He flipped through the pages quickly to see what he'd be learning. He groaned at the sight of some of it. He learned a bit of piano when he was young, but he forgot most of it. He put the book under his arm, and jogged out the door. Tom was just behind him, with a his chemistry books. He ran up to Bill. "Uh, sorry?" Tom said, smiling. he was past the "OHMYGOD HES MAD." aspect of the whole thing and thought it was kind of funny. Bill frowned playfully, and smirked at him. "Whatever. I'm locking my door from now on." Bill said, folding his arms with his piano book in one of them. "That won't help. I have your key." Tom said, laughing and sticking his tongie out. The bell rang again. They were both late. "Scheisse." Bill muttered jogging faster. Tom tried to jog, but his pants were falling every so often. They both made it into their classes. Tom sat alone in a desk by himself. Bill pulled up a seat near a piano, and set up his book.

CJ walked into the class, a little later than most people. She spotted Bill sitting near a piano, so she put on her best forgiving face, sat down near him and held up the bag of candy - a bag of those chewy maoam sticks. "Sorry." She pouted, offering him the candy. She felt bad, but it was just a few skittles. Beside's she wouldn't have the energy to fulfil the rest of the day without the sugar, after the whole laughing session with Tom.

Bill smirked. "It's okay. I'm sorry for being dramatic about it." Bill reached over and hugged CJ for a few seconds, then let go. "So, excited for piano?" Bill said gliding his fingers up and down the piano a few times. "I haven;t played for a really long time. The only song I half-remeber is a song that I learned in grade three. Tom and I both had a piano teacher for a few months, then we got sick of piano and went on to other things." Bill said, still smiling at CJ

CJ smiled a little when he hugged her, and she still wanted him to have the candy so she dumped it on top of his piano. "Piano's amazing." She grinned, playing a E flat alpeggio. It was the lesson she had been looking forward to, more than vocals. Her mum had made her take lessons when she was a kid, and she'd been playing ever since. "How could you get sick of piano?" She asked, slightly shocked. Although, she realised that many people didn't agree with her when it came to piano.

(Can I please join?)
name-Raichael Sabella
real celeb or not- not real
age- 18
gender- female
personality-She is a very kind but when someone makes her angry her temper flares. The words tiny, shrimp, and stump are taboo words so no one can say them around her. She is very protective of the people she cares about and will defend them. She is also hyper.
pic(no anime)-Purple hair(died her jair that color), wears purple contacts, black tank top, black pants
other- She is a famous singer and loves to sing country songs above anything else

I'm going on holiday tomorrow for a week, so could someone just drag CJ along

[Yes, anyone can join!]
Bill shrugged his shoulders. "Well, my parents forced me into it. They said if I was going to sing I needed an accompanyment." Bill pressed his index finger on his lip. "Accompanyment is a word, right?" He smiled, and continued. "That's when Tomi came in; he decided he wanted to get involved in music so he played guitar. Then I quit piano, and so did Tom." Bill took the candy off his piano, and shovelled a few into his mouth. "mm" he let out, smiling again.

Raichael was searching for Bill everywhere. She wanted to see if he would listen to her sing a song she was working on. She saw him talking to CJ.
"I'm sorry Bill. Did I interupt anything?" she asked nervously.

''Ah.'' CJ replied, when Bill explained the situation with his piano lessons and Tom. '' I think accompanyment is right?'' she laughed, before another voice broke into their conversation. She wondered if this new girl had piano now too. She seemed to want to talk to Bill, so CJ moved away a little from them, sneakily taking one of the maoams. She popped it in hes mouth and shot a grin towards Bill from behind the new girl.

Pete just sat back for the rest of class. at one point he almost fell asleep, most people were talking and Mr. Prout just walked around the room listening to people play famous songs, Pete also listened to some of them, mainly were lame songs but some were good, Pete especially liked it when someone started playing 'Date Rape' by sublime. he laughed, he tried learning the song before but never really got into it, even though he liked the song and band.

Synyster listened to the rest of the boring review. Then he sat through the introduction, the teacher skipping his for reasons Synyster could only laugh at. Everyone had finished but there was still time left before class was over. Please let us out early, please let us out early, please let us out early, Synyster begged in his head, crossing his fingers.

"Well, we have a few minutes left. Why don't we give each other a sample of our playing?" The teacher scanned over the suddenly excited faces of the class. "Ugh. Mr. Haner, wish to enlighten us again?"

Synyster smirked. "Yes please." After the teacher gestured him to the front of the room, Synyster jumped up and walked up. He prepared to strum then stopped. "Two things. First, does anyone have an amp I can borrow?" A student in the front row offered theirs, tossing the cord. Synyster plugged it in. "Now, get ready to have your mind blown and experience questioned." He immediately began strumming quickly, his fingers flying on the strings and up and down the neck faster than most his age could do even half as successfully. He stopped about five minutes later and bowed. Looking at the amazed and intimidated faces of his classmates, he walked back to his chair with a smirk and sat down.