OOC: Aw man...that sucks. Did you figure out why it went back to the front page?

Chris laughed along with a couple others. "Oh now, you've heard nothing yet..." HE looked around to the others. Some were nodding, John and Hank were still laughing, Alex was talking to one of his friends. And Brian was talking to Rosa. She looked scared, Chris couldn't blame her. Brian took a little getting used to. But he was cool once you got to know him. Turning back to Sam, he ran his eyes over her face, still smiling. "Naw, we'll try to keep them to ourselves this time, eh?" Some of the guys laughed again. They knew exactly what he was thinking they would say. HE couldn't really blame them. Sam was hot. And not just "Cute" hot. No, she was HOT. And everyone here knew it. So, keeping their comments to themselves, the guys tarted eating again, speaking between bites. Chris turned back to Sam and smiled again. "So, you doing anything this weekend?"

OOC: Damn, that REALLY sucks.
I gotta go to school, so I'll post when I get home. 3:00ish.

She was already late, but how could she not be? Diana's parents absolutely dreaded the thought of her going to school- and deep down, Diana was a little afraid herself. But, thankfully, she had made a few visits to St. Eanes ahead of time, and learned that the people were quite friendly to her, and that it was somewhat easy to hide her disability from others. The only thing that gave Diana away to the fact that she was deaf, was when she tried to talk.

Diana had a strong and beautiful voice, and her smile only made it more of a delight to hear, but her words never formed quite properly. Most of the time, she had problems problems pronouncing 'ch','th', and 'sh' words. Other times, she had difficulty when she could only make low hums forgetting to part her lips for speaking. It happened to be these things that struck a great fear in Diana. It was hard- to not be able to hear anything at all. It was almost horrid, to live life like a silent movie.

Her smile was big, her lips faintly glossed. Her green eyes dazzled and her long autumn hair seemed to have a glossy sheen to it. It fell over a baby blue quarter-sleeve with black seams and a black collar with matching black cuffs past the elbows. Her pants were nice black dress pants, finished with a nice black rounded closed toe heel.

Diana was in time for breakfast. She had just had her mother take her bags up to her room. But things instantly hit her like a train. A train in frozen time.

Everyone bustled around, passing her and smiling; mouths moving frantically in conversation. But Diana heard nothing. There were so many lips moving, she could barely decipher what anyone was saying, and some of the more excited speakers left her completely dumbfounded as to what their lips parted for.

But she looked as though nothing phased her. Diana kept her smile bright as her long lean figure strolled towards the line, picked up an apple, and headed for a seat. Now to be outcast- she needed to find a place to sit. And she would prefer to be alone, although deep down she was ecstatic about friendship possibilities. Diana found herself a solitary seat down a couple from a few guys and girls joking and playing. The people there were beautiful people, magnificent smiles on their faces. Lips of many shapes and tones, dancing in the rhythm Diana would never be able to fully understand again.

She turned to her food, and bit into the apple, and chewed; silently.

Lottie sighed as she looked at the words on her page, then started to softly sing the words, but quietly so no one could hear her.
"Listening to the crouds bustle round
Not making a sound
Just watching the crowd

Listening to the birds sing and fly
As the day passes by..."
Lottie paused. She had not thought of that much lines since she just woke up, but she sighed as she closed her pad, then stood up and made her way to *Name placed here:forgot =S* room, then bent down and slid the pad under her door, the pad bieng full of lyrics she wrote. She then made her way to her locker.

As Lottie put in her combination she opened the door for the locker and took out her books, just shoving them into her bag, then took out an iPod nano,and put on "By Myself" by Linkin Park. She sighed then walked down the hall, then a popular pushed her down. They laughed and walked on as Lottie just lay on her side , her hair covering her face. She slowly pushed herself up, then bit her tonngue to stop her from screming, and carried on walking down the hall.

When Alex and Cass entered the dining hall, they saw a girl who they had never noticed before now, and quickly realised she must have only recently arrived. It was Alex who first made the motions to head over to her, an action that was much bolder than anything he would usually make. Cass noticed this uncharacteristic initiative and raised an eyebrow to her friend.

"What?" he said, shrugging as they sat down on ether side of the new girl. "She looks lonely... and no-one should be completely friendless in this place.."

Cass only shrugged at him in response. He had a point, after all.

"You made the wrong choice coming here, sweet cheeks. Kids are dropping like flies. What's your name, anyway?" she said to the girl, smirking. It was only then that she noticed how beautiful she was. With long, glossy hair the colour of freshly fallen leaves and bright green eyes, it was no wonder Alex had gravitated toward her.

Apparently she was pretty rude, though. The girl still hadn't said anything in response to Cass, who was getting more and more agitated. She repeated herself, louder this time, and cupped her hand by her mouth to amplify the sound. Maybe she was a little hard of hearing or something.

Tired of listening to Cass bawling her lungs out at the girl between them, Alex tapped her lightly on the shoulder.

"Hi." he said, smiling. "I'm Alex, and this is Cass. You're new here right?"

Diana had sat patiently, watching people go by and dwindling her nails over the red skin of the glossy apple; but she was not alone for long. Soon she noticed two people. A boy, and a girl. The boy sat on her left, and Diana's green eyes grew vibrant as they met his. He was handsome, and perhaps a possibility for a friend. But she knew in her mind already, that he, and perhaps anyone with good sense, would flee from a person with a disability such as hers. So she would keep that her dark secret for as long as she possibly could.

At first, she watched his eyes flick to someone else, and as Diana turned, she saw a girl, rolling her eyes in an annoyed manner. She was most likely talking to Diana, perhaps growling some insult or something else. This made Diana feel uncomfortable, like a tiny knife drawing over her back, and to be paralyzed and unknowing if you had been stabbed.

But back to the boy. She turned, and her eyes dropped down his smooth cheeks, soft nose- seeming unbroken by the arch's perfect form-, and forth to his soft lips. As they moved, her mind was like a digital word bank, lighting up words to not just the form of his lips, but the motion of his tongue between them.

His name was... Alex... And his friend was... Cat, Cass, Catch, or something of the like. It had to be one of the first two options though. And the rest was a question of being new.

"Hi." The word formed perfectly. The sound of her voice was something she would never be blessed to hear, but it was beautiful. Angelic, strong, soft with a subtle accent of something unrecognizable.
"I... am Diana." After 'I', she had paused, afraid of saying something that she might mess up. So she stuck with 'am', a shorter word with a short 'ah', followed by a 'mm' sound.

"There is no need to apologize, I simply performed my sworn duty to lovely ladies such as yourself. Much unlike those foul vermin bullying folks like us." he replied, then added "Would you like to sit? Please, don't feel obligated to because of my...size." he was worried that what he looked like was affecting her choices to severly, and he wanted her to know he was no danger.

OOC I apologize for the OOC posts, but I am going to have to pull Carson from this roleplay. There is hardly any structure or organization. Roleplaying more than one character in the same thread just leads to confusion. For a roleplay to be successful, organization is key. This roleplay, though the plot has my full attention, is lacking, and I am afraid I must withdraw. I have been roleplaying for almost 11 years now.. A four line minimum is, well, a joke. I am sorry.

Sam looked at Chris and shook her head. "No... I'm not doing anything this weekend.. Why?" she questioned softly. A light blush was still on her face as she looked at Chris. She fidgeted with her hands in her lap before looking at the guys in turn, before finally settling her eyes back on Chris. She turned to look at Rosa, who by now, had started regaining her breath.

"Hey, um, Chris? Why are those guys staring at me?" she asked awkwardly, pointing at a couple of Chris' friends who had begun to stare at her.

Rosa looked at Brian and nodded quietly. Moving toward the table, she took a seat and placed her hands in her lap and stared at them. She wasn't in her natural element which meant she was genuinely quiet. She could feel people glaring at her and she fidgeted uncomfortably.

Brian could immediately tell she was uncomfterble (Spelling?) and glared back at anyone staring at her. "Don't worry, at least you have ONE person who respects you here." he said to her, eating some of his breakfast and generally feeling a little awkward. "if you feel that bad you could move to another table where you're more in your element." He offered, trying to be nice to her.

Chris looked around at his friends, knowing exactly what they were staring at. Casually looking down, he confirmed it. Smiling wide and looking back up, he looked at each of them. "C'mon guys, not like it's the first one you've seen." A couple of them laughed and looked away. Some continued staring. "Hey, hey c'mon. Stop it." Reluctantly, the rest looked away and became engrossed in their conversations. Chris chuckled again, taking a sip of his water and clearing his throat. Leaning over, Chris lowered his voice so only he and Sam could hear. "Next time, I wouldn't wear such a short skirt..." He smiled and pulled his head back, looking around at his friends. A few of them chuckled too, knowing what he must have said. Chris turned around in his seat and leaned over to Sam again. "Come on. Let's go before something else happens." He stood up, but looked back down, waiting for Sam.

As people passed by, Diana felt more and more inclined to leave. It had been years since she had been in a place like this. With many people, and she wasn't able to follow all their lips to see what they were saying. As one set of people walked by, her green eyes were frantic to follow to see if they spoke her name. But then, she wondered; how would they know her name? It was truly high school, but a nightmare of the thing.

Diana turned to Alex with a most beautiful grin, and a bit of distress etched its way into her eyes. She leaned forward a little- knowing that she didn't mess up her speech as badly when she whispered.

"I have to go. I would like to see you again. Good... bye Alex." The 'x' on Alex was obscured slightly, and Diana was mentally cursing herself for it. She could feel the way it rolled off her tongue, knowing it wasn't going to sound like 'x', but instead an 'sh'. As well, she had the unconscious hand gestures of her left hand coiled at her side, performing quick sign language to decipher words, though that was useless here.

Diana stood up, and turned, throwing nervous glances all around the room before she left down an empty hall and found herself ragged for air. She took a deep breath. Everything was so silent. At times, her mind created loud humming noises if only to dull the silence. But Diana felt her inferiority was now at its greatest. Leaning against the wall, she took a deep breath, and closed her eyes- relishing her of the world around her unless she were to be drawn from her silence by a touch or feel.

Lottie walked into a hall, where she saw a girl. She sighed and smacked her head, then muttered to herself. "You can't go anywhere without some one bieng there!" She then walked out of the hall, thinking the girl was a popular, probably a new one too. That usually made them worse. She sighed then walked towards the canteen, then her hand shook as she pushed open the door, which usually happened since the year before she broke her wrist and it still played up. She then sat by a table and watched people walk by, talking.