Introduction
The competition is fierce here and the personalities are all different. Some came already with the confidence that enables them to be the best, others still need to be knocked down a few notches. Some have not even begun to grasp their full potential, others still have a lot of work to do. But one thingβs the same - everyone sees a sign with their name plastered all over it. The fame, the fortune, the life β they all want it. And all of them would do anything to get there β anything.
The real question is β how much is the fame worth? Your loves? Your best friend? Your morals?
β¦Only you have the answerβ¦
Nina Lovell|17| Junior|FC: Kathryn McCormick|TAKEN
Lexus Venue|16| Freshman| FC: Avan Jogia|TAKEN
Name| Age| Sophomore|FC: Barbara Palvin|Reserved
Name|Age| Sophomore |FC: Harry Shun Jr|OPEN
Carmen Velez|17|Junior|FC: Chachi Gonzales|TAKEN
Name|Age|Senior|FC: Francisco Lachowski|OPEN
Persephone Williams|15|Sophmore|FC: Christina Grimmie| TAKEN
Name|Age|Senior|FC: Joe Jonas|OPEN
Cassie Hunt|17|Junior|FC: Lea Michele|TAKEN
Name|Age|Freshman|FC: Harry Styles|Reserved
Nicole Tran|Age|Sophomore|FC: Ailee|TAKEN
Name|Age|Sophomore|FC: Cody Simpson|Reserved
This group is probably the most ruthless of them all. Appearance is everything! They are the primadonnas, the ones who can fool you into believing in and everything. They can manipulate you without you even realize it and are probably the most ruthless when it comes to getting what they want. And they wonβt stop at nothing to achieve their goals β even if that means double-crossing anyone that gets in their paths.
Leo R. Jackson|18|Senior|FC: Chace Crawford| TAKEN
Belinda Valentino|18|Senior|FC: Phoebe Tonkin|TAKEN
Lucas De Luca|18|Junior|FC: Zayn Malik|TAKEN
Ava J. Doyle|18|Senior|FC: Leighton Meester|TAKEN
Courtney Paige|15|Freshman|FC: Emma Watson|TAKEN
Mason Lockwood|16|Sophomore|FC: Gregg Sulkin|TAKEN
Skye Williams|14|Freshman|FC: Skylar Samuels|TAKEN
Tyler Blake|18|Senior|FC: Channing Tatum|TAKEN
Kassandra Kingsley|15|Sophomore|FC: Shailene Woodley|TAKEN
Sawyer Reed|18|Junior|FC: Cory Monteith|TAKEN
Marley Ortega-Ortiz|16|Freshman|FC: Demi Lovato|TAKEN
Theodore Roberts|16|Sophomore|FC: Evan Peters|TAKEN
- Face claims are negotiable, but there may be some that I will be stubborn about just because some people are overused.
- Please be respectful. This is MY roleplay and I can remove your character if it has come to my attention that you arenβt being courteous to other roleplayers.
- Understand that there is no guarantee that every character will end up with a love interest. Some storylines donβt need to be all about romance.
- No Mary or Gary Sues. Give me depth.
- Reserve in the OOC with both passwords. I will ignore you otherwise.
- The first part of the password is your favourite hobby.
- Get as creative as you want with the CS, but donβt forget to have all of the requirements from the code.
- I would really like it if everyone could stick to getting one character from both genders, but it is not a requirement.
- Reservations last 48 hrs. If you donβt have at least a WIP up at the end of that timeframe, your reservation will be cancelled. Likewise, WIPs can only last for 48hrs. After that, I will remove your character. If you are too busy to finish creating your character, you are too busy for this roleplay.
- Inform me if you cannot post often or if a problem arises. If it gets to a point where you havenβt posted in two days, I can and WILL use my power as the GM to have your character removed from the school.
- Second part of the password is your dream home location.
- Have fun!
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[b]Name[/b]: First, middle, last.
[b]Nickname[/b]: if any.
[b]Age[/b]:
[b]Program[/b]: Singers/Dancers/Actors/Musicians
[b]Sexuality[/b]:..... Everyone should know what this means.
[b]Likes[/b]: At least seven.
[b]Dislikes[/b]: At least seven.
[b]Fears[/b]: At least 3
[b]Dreams[/b]: At least 3
[b]Talents[/b]: At least 3 (Doesnβt have to just be performing arts related)
[b]Hobbies[/b]: At least 3
[b]Secrets[/b]: Everyone has them!
[b]Personality[/b]: At least two well written paragraphs
[b]History[/b]: Two-three paragraphs, please.
[b]Place of Origin[/b]: Where are they from?
[b]Theme Song[/b]: [url=LINK TO SONG] What song do you think explains you?[/url]
[b]Anything else[/b]: Put any other information you deem necessary.
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It was move-in day!
It was late August, the warm California sun beating down on poor, defenseless people as they made their way through their different lives, each going on different paths. Some crossed such paths; others, went on by without even acknowledging each other. But it was lively on Melrose Academy campus as the students filed in by groups. Squeals and yells of excitements could be heard a mile away as friends reunited. Some were not as escastic as others. Most, however, were filled with a new sense of adventure and wonder at the looming year of backstabbing, creativity, blooming romance, rivalries and friendships.
Who's ready for an awesome school year?
(OOC: I know. this sucked. but my creative juices are dry right now as i stare at psychology in the face)
Mom, we've been through this," Nina said calmly, staring up at her anxious mother with expectant and weary eyes. No matter how many times they have done this - unpacking her clothes in a room that wasn't hers and separating for at least a week - Mirella Lovell seemed to not get used to it. Sad green eyes took in her daughter's stance; Nina was seated on her bed with her legs crossed and her body propped up by her hands on the bed. At the moment, Nina Lovell looked like the little impatient child that had to wait for her mother to stop prancing around her room because she was leaving her at Melrose Academy for the first time alone.
Mirella sighed.
It's been a long time since Nina had been that girl and it still felt like that day every single time.
"Fine, fine...I'm leaving," she said, holding up her hands in surrender. Nina grinned and stood, ready to walk her mother to the door. When she stood, a small childish part of her squealed in delight. At some point, Nina became just a few centimeters taller than her mother and she revelled in that revelation. However, just as they began walking into the common area of the suite she was sharing with her other roommates that she had not been able to see, Mirella turned back around and Nina placed impatient hands on her hips. If her mother could pout, the woman would probably be doing so. "I know, but I just...are you sure you don't need anything? Maybe new curtains? Oooh...we can go get that rug - "
"Mom, we literally bought out IKEA this year because you wanted to get everything new," Nina reminded her, taking in her bedroom. She was happy that she got to have everything to herself save for the bathroom, kitchen and living room. Having a bedroom was like achieving near Nirvana; you didn't get there, but you damn sure feel like you were close enough. "I have snacks that could last me the rest of the semester, I like my room, I have my laptop, I have my TV, and I am going to be fine. I'll be even better when you leave." Nina gave her a mom a pointed look and Mirella sighed, defeated. The two women walked out of the room and then out of the suite, arms linked.
Do not get Nina wrong; she loved her mom a lot and she understood where the woman was coming from. Nina had gotten sick during their trip to Montpellier this summer and the woman nearly flew into an anxiety attack. Since then, she had been watching Nina like a hawk. If Nina complained about the smallest of headaches, she was suddenly being whisked away to the hospital. Nina could recall accidentally hitting her arm against a door. It was no secret that Nina bruised easily. Did that stop Mirella from rushing her to the hospital? No. Even when the doctor told her that everything was alright - that it would be rare for her to develop her cancer again during this age range, especially after having made an astounding recovery. But Mirella was steadfast in her desire to watch out for her daughter. Having to separate was probably a pain.
Just as they reached the parking lot, Mirella began listing off all the things she wanted Nina to do and the brunette smirked.
"And call you on Wednesdays after seven because you have choir rehearsal at four-thirty and bible study at six," Nina finished for her and placed her hands on Mirella's shoulders. "Mama, I am going to be fine. If I get the first symptom of anything, I will be in the nurse's office. Pinky swear." Nina even held up her pinky to the older woman and after a moment, Mirella smiled sheepishly and linked their pinkies before pressing her forehead against her daughter's. Nina closed her eyes, smiling.
"MΔ« thΕαΈΔ Δka, ΔpaαΉa prΔma," she whispered and pulled away slowly, a bright smile on her face and tears glistening in her eyes.
"Love you too, Mom," Nina replied and watched her mother get in the car. She folded her arms over her chest and walked to the driver's side. "You drive safely. Tell PaαΉajΔ« ΔαΉi ΔjΕbΔ that I love them and I'll call." Her mother nodded and before long, Nina was watching the tail end of her mother's Ford driving off, leaving Nina alone in the parking lot. With nothing to do, Nina straightened out the skirt of her outfit before deciding to text Carmen and find out if she was on campus yet.
"Dad, I'm fine. Just finished settling in is all," Mason said as he pretty much hurled his suitcase on his bed. Sighing at the task as this was the second suitcase he brought up to his room - second to the trunk of belongings he also had - Mason plopped himself behind the big bag.
Like always, James Lockwood could not come to Melrose Academy or even LA to see his son off. It wasn't that Mason wasn't used to this. Since the incident-that-shall-not-be-named, his father had not been able to look at him the same without some ounce of pity or guilt in his eyes. There was the time with Amber last year and that entire debacle, but other than that, Mason hardly saw his father unless he had somehow gotten into serious trouble. In truth, Uncle Charlie was probably the only real father figure Mason had in his life and normally, that was fine. But, somewhere in the back of his mind where he would deny this vehemently while looking just like the little boy that loved being swung around in his father's arms, he had actually hoped that today would be different.
It wasn't.
Really shouldn't have expected anything more.
"Yes, Uncle Charlie is helping me," Mason answered, almost missing his father's inquiry. Agitation was very much clear in his voice and at some point, Mason didn't care if his roommate - whoever that was - heard. It wasn't like privacy was going to be much anyway; it never was in double rooms. "Yeah, I checked my account. Thanks." At least, that was something Mason could always count on. Money. As sad as it was, that was the one thing his father provided without fail. After a few more moments of meaningless and awkward chatter, Mason bid his father adieu and pretty much threw his phone on the bed. Sighing once more, he layed back and sprawled out, staring at the ceiling.
This was going to be a long year.
When she walks onto campus, armed with her suitcases, Carmen is reminded of one of the downsides of living on the other side of the United States, and of the fact that plane tickets are frightfully expensive; while many of her peers are seen off by their parents, she is struggling to hold as many bags as she possibly can, having insisted to the taxi driver that she could get it all in one trip. She can, of course, but it requires some shifty stacking on a rolling suitcase, and her walking in such a way that looks suspiciously like a waddle- hardly suiting for an upperclassman in the dancing department. Then again, even when she is walking gracefully, the girl tends to be making expressive hand gestures and strange faces that distract from any natural elegance that she might have. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why, unlike her brother, she pursues more modern dance styles in favor of classical ballet. She takes the class for it, of course, but she hardly aims to be a Prima Ballerina, and anyone who knows her would likely laugh at the very concept. They'd probably say that she's too goofy to ever pass as the Odette sort of girl.
Despite her unfortunate luggage situation, Carmen seems to be keeping herself in a rather good mood. Why wouldn't she? Her first year as an upperclassman, coming back to school to see friends that she hasn't seen in months- she's been anticipating this since her first week home. Not that Carmen didn't enjoy visiting home over the summer, of course. Her younger brother, Will, had just graduated from fifth grade, and had spent the entire summer gushing about how fantastic he was going to be in middle school- the insecurities had yet to his him, and she was thankful for this. The young woman doesn't have the chance to visit home as often as she'd like, even though financial aid does make tuition less of a burden on her family, so she always cherishes the long break with her family. Still, her little apartment in the Bronx is a far cry from the deluxe facilities at Melrose, and she's itching to get on the studio floor. After dropping off her things, of course. In a normal room. I'm the only Junior in the dance department that's in a regular room, she realizes, but keeps her mood up. After all, at least her roommate is Kassandra- that should make for an excellent year.
Carmen makes it to the dorms before her ringtone goes off, the classic Batman theme blaring from her phone, distracting her from her journey to find her actual room. Instinctively, the young woman reaches towards her pocket, forgetting the bag under her arm, which then falls and hits her toe. It isn't too heavy of a bag, but it's enough to hurt, and have Carmen jump onto one foot, as if to relieve a marginal amount of pressure from her stubbed toe. "Ouch! Yikes," the girl resists the urge to pull off her vans and inspect for damage, instead leaning against the wall for a moment and looking at a text from Nina, asking if she's on campus yet.
To: Nina
First floor of the dorm building- you wouldn't happen to have a sudden urge to help me with my bags? Or bring down a bandaid?
She sends the text and then carefully pokes her toe, only to flinch at the little shock of pain. It's not broken or anything, but she sorely hopes that the lessons won't include being on point for the next day or two.
"I can carry that," Theo insists, taking a slightly heavier bag away from his grandfather, who had gone with him to move in for his second year at Melrose Academy. He's been doing this for the entire walk to the dorm building- until, eventually, his grandfather was carrying nothing but a viola case and a cup of coffee. He'd protested the first few times, reminding Theodore that he's old, not crippled, but eventually gave in, so that his curly-haired grandson ended up carrying most of the bags. There aren't very many of them, anyway. Theo is far from fashionable, and only owns a few articles of clothing. In fact, out of the three suitcases he's brought for the entire year, only the smallest has regular clothing in it. He also carries a hanger with a tux on it, but that is reserved for concerts. His other bag is all CDs and Notebooks, along with his laptop. Thus, he is well prepared for the year. If he needs school supplies, he can always purchase them over the course of the year, and he's otherwise perfectly fine.
The Roberts duo turns a corner, the walls familiar to Theo, of course, though his first days here had been something of a blur- a mix of dreaminess and morbidness, as he switched between excitement and certainty that he would find himself to be an utter failure here. At first, he had come to believe this- all of the other music department students seemed to play five or six instruments. Most were double, or even triple, threats, and could certainly outperform Theo on the viola any day. Eventually, he had found his own talents, though, providing a security blanket of sorts. He was, at least in his department or year, one of the best musical composers. Perhaps he hadn't been playing Mozart at three years old, but the young man has a gift for creating his own pieces- most often for the piano and cello. Vain though it may seem, Theo had been glad to be slightly better than the others at something, at least.
He and his grandfather continue on to his dorm room in silence- the elder Mr. Roberts has always been more a man of actions than words, really. He stops about halfway to the room and looks at Theo, who stops a few seconds later, upon realizing that his grandfather is no longer walking beside him. "Erm. Yes?" He asks quickly- his words are always a bit quicker than they ought to be.
"This is as far as I go, then. You don't need your grandfather walking you into your room, now," Mr. Roberts says evenly, though having been raised by him, Theo knows that he is about to cry, or look less composed, and would like to return to the car before doing so. He reaches an arm around his grandfather in a half sort of hug, before nodding. "Right. I'll see you for the Holidays," Theo says, taking his viola away from his grandfather. The two sort of nod, and then go separate ways. To the untrained eye, it seemed a very unsentimental, and downright chill, affair.
Moments later, Theo is opening the door to his room, a slight task given his full hands, and spots a fellow student already lying on one of the beds. "Hey, you must be Ma-" Theo begins, before hearing a familiar voice yelp in pain just a bit down the hallway. He leans out the door to see Carmen leaning against the wall at the end of the hallway, leaning against the corner and holding her toe- completely exaggerating the situation.
"Hey, Carmen! Are you alright?" he calls out. Without waiting for an answer, he goes into the room and drops his stuff on the bed, ignoring any response she might have given for a different priority- introductions.
"Theodore Roberts- you can call me Theo," he introduces himself to Mason.
Not too long after her text was sent, Nina heard her Katy Perry ringtone alert her that Carmen responded. Smirking, she read it only for that same smirk to form into a frown. What in God's name had happened? Luckily for Carmen, Mirella decided to give Nina an extra pack of bandaids out of precaution and made Nina promise to keep it in her little bag. With that in mind, she headed towards the dorms to find her friend.
It didn't take long. Carmen was leaning against the wall and Nina hurried over the the blonde, kneeling quickly. She registered that there was some male voice that called Car's name, but she wasn't paying any real attention. She frowned at Carmen.
"Seriously, sweetie? What did you do?"
Kassandra had spent most of her summer, in Sweden, which is her home land. She spent a lot of time, talking to her friends from there and getting in touch with her old roots, eventually she had a private investigator that helped her get reconnected with her biological family, she wanted to meet them for so long, but unfortunately, her mother had passed away, before she had the chance to meet her. Her father on the other hand was a sweet old man, who had apologized over and over again, for leaving her, and letting her go to another family. Soon she had met her older brother, Flynn, who had been happy to meet her, and they started to all talk more and get used to each other. She spent most of her time trying to get reconnected with them, and to have them feel like a family.
She finally came back to where her heart belonged, which was the academy that she was new to just the last year before. She was always ahead in her studies though, and she was in her senior year this year, it was rather exciting for her to know she would be up high. She knew though that she was only getting a regular room, despite being a senior and it was one of those things all seniors were supposed to get, so she was a little disappointed on not getting one but when she found out that she'd get to room with Carmen things got better. It wouldn't be a bad year at lest.
Kass had her two travel suit cases, with her and other luggage that her brother was actually with her to help. He decided to come back to America with her, which she was excited about, he wanted to see what it was like and wanted to go for adventure. She was happy to have his help, They walked a bit and talked and made jokes with each other. "So what exactly do you do here again?" He asked her and she rolled her eyes, "You haven't been able to tell from the keyboard you're carrying on your back for me?" She asked smiling at him. A few guys had waved at Kass and she waved to them all, and said hi to the odd person here and there while she was walking to her room.
She opened the door and she put her stuff down. Kassandra, was a perfectionist and she had to get her things organized and settled now, there was nothing else she wanted to do for now. Kass, soon hugged her brother before he left and she was left to set her stuff up. She got her light purple bed sheets and started to add her own touch to them, and soon hung up her collages of pictures of her and all her friends from home and from here, and she organized all her drawers, and set up her desk space, as well as her keyboard. Kass was so excited for this year, and then she remembered her friends, Nina and Carmen. Carmen and Nina both being dancers, always seemed closer though, considering, Kass was a musician, and lacked any ability to dance.
Soon Kass walked out into the common dorm area and she saw Carmen and Nina, but there was also Theo there as well, she smiled and then realized stuff had been going on over there, meanwhile she thought, it'd be good of her to go over there and talk to them, she also knew right now wouldn't be the time to play catch up. K.P then started to walk the other way with a skip in her step and she cheerily went down the hall. She was so excited to get back into music, she also had a ton of new songs she had been in the works of that she wanted to iron out more and get her teachers' thoughts on, because it mattered a lot to her.
Kassandra was soon started to hum a cheerful tune as she walked around in the common dorm area, wondering if she was going to run into anyone else she knew, it was a possibility, she knew a lot of people, and they knew her. Soon she bumped into one guy. "Oh sorry." She said kindly and tried to walk away but felt a hand on her wrist. "Can I help you?" She asked cheery like, and the guy had a grimace on his face. "Come on, Kassandra, you don't remember me?" He asked her and raised his eyebrows. She soon sighed and then nodded her head. "I do, hard to forget faces of people I meet." She said with a smile on her face, thinking maybe he would let her go soon. "You're kinda hurting my wrist, but not a big deal." She said softly to him, and he looked at her for a few more moments. "I'm sorry, where are my manners?" he said in a strained voice as he tightened his grip a bit more and she winced. Then the pressure released and he let go, "See you later Kingsley." He mumbled and continued walking.
Kass too a breath in, she hadn't realized she hadn't stopped breathing, and soon she continued to advance in making her rounds in the common area for the dorms.
The two siblings were currently at the arrival section of the L.A airport after spending their summer break with their parents back in Ireland.
It was an okay trip, nothing much happened except catching up with old classmates as well as doing a few summer courses.
Leo decided to do some acting courses as well as voice acting animation for the summer while Ava wanted to polish up her photography skills as well as brushing up on her journalism.
What photography and journalism got to do with acting is what Leo wanted to know as he see's no relation to it what so ever apart from being a paparazzi. Although he asked ,what he got was a brusque reply about opening an acting thingy place. Whatever it was it definitely motivated Ava.
Ava ,meanwhile, see's no reason to continue being different personalities as through out the summer she has been dragged to insane situations when Leo decided to 'play' with the innocent public. It was chaotic but fun.
Right now they are trying to look for a big car to bring them to the academy however due to the size and amount of of their luggages none of the waiting or passing cars seemed efficient enough.
"We should get a moving house van" said Ava as she was somewhat struggling with her cases.
"And what? There's no moving van here" snorted Leo as he easily walked ahead of her as he was also looking for a car. Ava made a face at him and tried to keep up.
After a few bantering moments they finally spotted a big enough sized van and off they went to Melrose Academy.
Halfway through their journey and suffering from jet lag Ava piped up to ask Leo about something.
"Hey Leo"
"What?" Came a lazy reply
"Remember the pact?"
"What? The one that says never to acknowledge each other's presence"
"Yeah that, glad you remember it"
"Sure, anyway what's the deal with keeping this sibling thing a secrecy?"
"The entertainment industry is a battle ground"
"You're not exactly answering my question"
Ava paused and looked at him as if he was insane "You should know it better than I do...anyway it'll be sensational in the future."
"What is?"
"My answer to your question"
Leo groaned as he was too tired to think deep into that "Gods Ava, stop being cryptic" then the van stopped as they have arrived at the school gates.
They payed for the fare and walked off their separate ways, Ava went to the girls dorm while Leo went to his own dorm.
When Ava reached her dorm she immediately set out to find out who her roommate is and to her delight she has the whole room to herself. She went to her suite,un gracefully dumped her luggages anywhere and took out her camera. She decided to explore the school grounds and take some pictures which she was promising to show the people back home. Ava walked out of the building hoping to find something new and exciting.
Leo did what Ava did which was finding who his roommate is and too his surprise was too share with some junior called Sawyer something. He was familiar with the name but then his memory doesn't extend to those who are outside the acting course. He went to his room and doesn't feel the need to unpack since he was tired so he fell asleep on the bed instead.
Cassie stood at the entrance of the suite, it seemed that this year she was in the more luxury dorms, not that she was complaining.
Only bad bit was, that she had to share everything apart from her room with her suite mates. From what the dorm list stated she was sharing with Nina and Belinda. She didn't really know either of them, she knew of them just not them exactly.
Opening the door to the suite, she began to look around, someone had definitely been here, but weren't there now.
Heading straight towards the room that was allocated as hers.
Once inside she smiled, the room is sweet and chilled which was good as she was never into anything to vibrant. Her parent had come earlier this morning to set her room up for her as she was busy meeting with Tyler before so she wouldn't have had enough time to set her room up and get her timetable.
Placing her suitcase on top of her bed she began to unpack most of her clothes, since most of her stuff had been bought over by her parents, she didn't need to unpack much. Mainly a few extra pieces of clothing. An Owl pillow (<3) and a few of her Pokemon plush dolls.
Since she didn't leave her room much, unless to go to class or to visit on of her closer friends she had a lot of DVD's and some games to play on either her Xbox.
But guessing as this year since she is in the suite's and Carmen is quite friendly with Nina, they would probably end up here most of the time or at Tyler's as he is in the Suite dorms as well
Deciding it would be a suitable time for her to grab her timetable, she exited her room whilst grabbing her Pokemon hoodie and headed towards the office.
Pulling her phone from her pocket she decided she'd better text Kassandra and Carmen to notify that she had arrived.
Arrived at the school, movie and game night at mine? Think I'm in the Suite's with Nina if the school put it correct this year. Also Tyler will probably come...
Once grabbing her timetable from the office she decided to go to the cafe to get something to drink, it was better than being stuck in her room that's for sure!
Tyler was laying in his bed in the dorm, this year like the last he had been placed in the Suite dorms. Something that is very helpful.
He had got here early this morning after meeting Cassie as she had to get a few things before she came to the school.
Tyler hadn't been doing much since he had arrived, he already had his class schedule and had checked who his room mate was going to be. From what it said, he was room with Lucas. He got a long with the guy and respected him, he just got annoyed when he flirted with girls. Especially Cassie and Kassandra.
Speaking of Kassandra he better go find her. He promised he would meet her when they arrived.
After walking through the campus and reaching the regular dorms, he let himself into the building knowing the Kas would probably be around her somewhere he decided to check the common room before heading to the front desk to find her exact dorm.
As he entered the room, he immediately spotted her, but something was different about her. Walking over towards her, once he reached her, he wrapped an arm around her and crouching slightly as he placed his head between her shoulder and neck. "You okay Kas?" He asked her quietly.
In a sign of great maturity and wisdom, Carmen looked down when Nina knelt to check her foot, and grimaced, "You know, Nina, I don't think I'm ready for this kind of commitment, yet. Can you ask me again tomorrow?" Clearly her toe doesn't hurt as much as she's making it out to be, if the girl is making it a priority to crack a joke before allowing her friend to properly assess her injury. Carmen does, however, take off her shoe and sock to show a little bruise, already turning blue, on the big toe of her right foot. It's hardly pretty, but, then again, people have told her before that she has strange feet; her pinkie toe curves in a little bit more than usual, and her second toe is just as long as the first. Well, at least her feet have the proper arch. People who can't dance particularly well are called flat-footed for at least a sliver of a reason. Carmen glances around for a second, before looking down at Nina and putting a finger over her mouth.
"I dropped a bag on it trying to answer your text," she admits, whispering because it is, in fact, a little bit embarrassing. Coming back to the whole 'dancers shouldn't be clumsy' thing. Carmen shrugs and scratches the bag of her head, "Because I'm not always the brightest of bulbs." This is followed by a sheepish smile as she wiggles her toe, right in Nina's face one might mention, hoping that she'll apply the bandaids that Carmen sees sticking out of her pocket.
"Have I ever told you how much I love you, Nina? Maybe I'm ready for that commitment after all," Carmen says, beginning to break through her sheepish smile with a dimpled grin. Dimpled meaning little indents at the base of where her cheeks rise for the expression. Carmen looks up for a moment, and sees Kassandra flashing a smile towards the area. She raises her hand for a wave, but Kassandra has already turned and left, not seeing it.
Guess she's meeting up with someone, the young woman concludes with a shrug. I'll see her later, anyway. Oh, god, she's not going to enjoy my normal slobbish room, is she? the idea seems to just now be dawning on Carmen. Last year, she'd roomed with a person who was always gone, and therefore never noticed the clothing she'd leave on the ground, the comics and figurines that were left over various surfaces, etc. Putting it kindly, Carmen's side of rooms always tend to be a bit of a trainwreck. That's why she'd been crossing her fingers for a suite- her own room, where people wouldn't be bothered by the mess.
"You don't think that Mr. Berry is going to have us on point this week, do you?" Carmen asks her fellow dancer, making a face at the idea of having to dance on point with her toe bruised. Before Nina can respond, Carmen's text tone goes off again, this time with a text from Cassie. She flips open her phone, which she's had since seventh grade and treats like a fragile child, though it seems to never be broken by anything, and reads the text.
To: Cassie
Sounds like a plan, Stan! What movies? Can I pick? I'm getting emergency care from Nina right now.
Carmen looks down at Nina with a feigned expression of betrayal, "You and Cassie are sharing a suite without me? I'm hurt. And not just physically."
"Belinda mi pincessa," Belinda could faintly hear as she stirred awake. She was never that much of a morning person, at least not without coffee. Her dad, dramatic as usual, swung the door open. "Mi princessa how long will you sleep?" He said, gently pulling her covers off. She sighed "Hi Papa," She said kissing his cheek before sliding out of bed. She yawned stretching out her body. "C'mon princesssa," he said as he rose from her bed and walked out of her room. She sighed and walked over to her shower.Β
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Belinda decided to wear a fit and flare shift dress. It hugged her top but was loose everywhere else. It was a bit short resting on her upper thigh's but she had long legs so technically it wasn't her fault. She paired it with thigh high black socks and her favorite beige platform boots. She added she accessories before walking over to her full length mirror. "You look perfect."She told herself doing a quick spin.Β
She ended up wearing her hair down, as usual, but Jessica Rabbit style with a deep part. She matched the pin up hair with pin up makeup. Red lips and winged black eyeliner. She glanced at her bedroom before sighing and leaving.
She lived about an hour away from the school and since her father had her car, a vintage light blue convertible, towed to the school a week before, she was driven in a limo. Don't get it twisted she loved making a grade entrance but this was a bit much. But her dad was always all "Princessa keep a low profile," or "Princessa let's take the back to avoid paparazzi, "pardon her french but in her mind fuck the paparazzi. she was fabulous.Β
An hour later, and three Starbucks stops later, she was pulling up in front of the school. She, along with the people her father paid to unpack the rest of her dorm headed inside. She decided to ignore the curious gazes or the jealous glares.Β
She breazed through the suite straight to Β her bedroom It was already petty much decorated it just needed pictures. And she had alot of pictures. She also added a few extra touches. She sighed as the movers left. Plopping on her bed, her soft comfy bed. "No, no no no get up right now," She commanded herself. She checked her outfit in the mirror again before heading out.Β
Once she got to out the suite she realized she didn't know what to do. She pulled out her phone. It was time to stop avoiding this problem.Β
[b]Message:
Hey Leo its me. I know I didn't answer you or Ava's calls or emails or texts over the summer but I'm ready to talk now. Meet up? I'm in the quad.Β
She sighed and tucked an imaginary strand of stray hair (Habit) behind her ear. She smiled the next time she opened up a new message.Β
Message:Β
Nina, I'm here darling and unpacked. If you need me I'm in the quad. I might see Leo.
'Her a.k.a. is stealer, she steals guysβ
hearts and pulls the strings like a pilot '
Leo was having a nice nap but his phone rang out which ruined his blissful sleep and to add to that he recognised the ring tone which he especially set up for a specific person. He must thank his kpop friend for setting this up as no one would recognise the lyrics if they are korean or if they are a big fan of U-kiss but there are hardly asian people around apart from that one Chinese dancer that he see's sometimes. He grunted as he got out of bed and pulled his hoodie off his head as he rooted around for his phone which was in his backpack.
He put in his password and looked at the message, it was from Belinda who is his ex girlfriend. He read the contents of the messages and snorted in disbelief.
She was ready to talk now?
He is looking forward to hear what she has to say and see whether she can convince him or not. Leo left his dorm and headed off towards the quad.
After awhile he reached his destination and looked around to look for Belinda, then he spotted her not too far away. He smirked to himself as he walked over hands in pocket, once he reached her he said "Hello Belle darling, how was you're fine summer? Broke any guys hearts recently?" He asked cheerfully as if it was just an ordinary question to ask.
Belinda was sitting in a chair waiting for Β Leo.Β
"Hello Bel darling, how was you're fine summer? broke any guys hearts lately?" He asked in his fake cheery voice. Before she could bite her tongue her latino temper kicked in. No I was a little busy. Get any more girls knocked up?" She sat back down and breathed "Stop making me the bad guy ok. I was supposed to take care of.. it and I was going to come back and be with you. But Ava had to run her mouth. And I knew if I talked to you, you would convince me to keep it." She pulled the bobby pins out of her hair, letting the faux flapper hair loose. Her hair began to fall like a Β waterfall framing her face until it settled on her lower chest. The neat coifed curls now revealed big curls resembling waves. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. Her hair always annoyed her, but Leo used to like it. "Stop it," She commanded herself .Β
" Leo my point is everyone is pretending like I broke everyone's heart. That's not fair. I had to wear those baby doll dresses the whole end of the school year to hide it, I had to act distant to you, I had to lie to my friends. Then when summer finally came I went to the doctor and he said it was too late for the abortion. So I had to break up with you, because ,let's be honest you don't want a child." She looked up at him full of rage and hurt "Then I told Ava, not my best friend in the whole world Nina, but your sister. I thought she would see my point. Turns out she didn't. But there I was in labor with my mother , because my father was on tour. And this gorgeous baby that was the perfect mix of the two of us. The kind of baby people wished they had. Remember, we used to say that with our genes we would have the most gorgeous baby . And we did. Big blue eyes, curly brown hair, perfect weight. And I had to hand my baby to my mother who did a suck ass job at raising me. So spare me the crap. And when your done treating me like I'm some evil heartbreaking bitch, you can come by my room and pick up your crap." Β
She stood up, composed herself, pulled two bobby pins out of her purse to pin her bangs back, and brushed off the imaginary lint on her skirt. "I guess I'll see you around, She said briefly kissing him on the cheek, leaving a faint red lip shape that she didn't care to fix. Then like the brilliant actress she was she left with her head high, looking like she was walking the runway at fashion week. She glanced back at him one more time before really leaving,Β
Back in her room She shut the door. Her first instinct was to turn on music, but as luck would happen 'wrecking ball' was playing. She shut it off quickly before plopping on her bed with her laptop in front of her. If music couldn't make it better, Breakfast at Tiffany's sure as hell could.Β
Kassandra had been walking a bit and she had been a bit shaken by what happened a few moments ago, but she had to stay positive, that's all. Everything was okay and she wasn't hurt so why worry so much about it? She finally had her nerves calmed down right when she felt an arm go around her. She was about to flip but then she felt someone's head rest right by hers and she heard a familiar voice and she immediately calmed down a bit more, and took a deep breath in.
She was so thankful for him most days, he was almost always around and whenever she needed him, he was there. It's been like that since she had first came to the school a year ago. Of course, Tyler had always gotten a suite room and she was jealous of him, and that was when she was told about seniors getting one, and now that she was one, she was a bit angry she didn't get one but at least she had a bed and and roof over her head, could be worse, she could be homeless on the side of the road for all she knew.
She soon looked over at Tyler and smiled at him. He had asked if she was okay and she, was almost glad she had him around because he was so kind and caring in that way. "Yea I'm alright." She said softly to him. What else was there to say? That a guy she knew had held her at death grip? No, that was stupid, there wasn't much to the story to tell people, not that she was really allowed to anyways. It was just supposed to be something she kept behind her, in the past. She liked to make things happy for herself so that's what she did. For the most part she tells that guy to screw off and he does. "So I take it you got a suite again?" She asked Tyler grinning. "Still not fair you get another one and I'm stuck with a normal room." She said jokingly and laughed a bit.
Skye walked into her dorm room, her mother following close behind. As Skye put her suitcase down on a bed, her mother put things into the fridge. Unzipping her suitcase, Skye pulled out her clothes and put them in the drawers near her bed. Soon after the tedious work was done, Skye's mother left.
Skye sighed. She knew her mother was close to tears with her youngest leaving for what seemed like an eternity, but a hug would've been nice. To show that Skye was still number one over her brothers, that was the only reason Skye wanted a hug. Her mother tresured Skye, the only girl child that Skye's mother gave birth to.
But Skye's father... He was a different story. Skye's father was always hanging out with one prostitute or another, and never really paid much mind to Skye.
She flopped down on her bed and began writing a song in her notebook.
Courtney stood at the gates with a mixture of nerves and excitement. Nerves because of the new setting to her life and she had no idea of what to expect of the school or the people. The excitement was because it was the beginning of her dream coming true, this would lead her on to becoming an actress and she knew she could do it. See Courtney is confident in her ability as an actress, she lied enough as it is so putting it into stage work couldn't be too hard and her audition proved she was good enough.
Courtney looked at her Ipad checking where she had to go as she stood next to the car that her father had sent her in with the family butler, her father was not able to help her get ready for school as he was away on holiday with her mother on a year long cruise. She was used to this however, having to have butlers and maids do things for her. Henry, her butler, was helping her with her bag and by helping he was carrying everything while Courtney just relaxed and looked through her Ipad. She was actually quite angry that morning, she had found out that she was rooming with someone else, she hated the idea of rooming with a stranger, imagine if she was dirty or had no money, that was hell in Courtney's eyes. "Father should have paid more for me to get a private room" she said to herself. She would have to make do though. Courtney made her way to her new room with her butler slowly behind her with the bags on a trolley. As she entered the room she was the first one there, her roommate hadn't turned up yet. There wasn't much in terms of space but it would have to do. Henry began carefully unpacking as Courtney layed out all her make up and hair products on a table in the corner with a mirror. This was the most important thing for her, she had to look good, all great actresses were beautiful she thought.
Henry soon left her after he had finished unpacking, it was visible that even he hated Courtney, but why wouldn't he, she was a spoiled brat who did nothing for herself, he was most likely getting some pleasure out of the face that she would have to fend for herself now. Courtney made her way out of her room to go see if there was anyone around that she might know. She went to the common room hoping to see if there was anyone there. As she walked in, there were a few there but she didn't really know anyone there. She wasn't in the best of moods so it might have been better for other people if they didn't talk to her but she didn't care to much. She just stood near the window looking around the campus.
Nina laughed at Carmen lightly. Leave it to Car to try to crack jokes when she was hurt. It was one of the reasons why Nina loved the blonde so much. No matter how serious the situation, Carmen always brought light and in a world where darkness lay in every corner, it was refreshing. What wasn't refreshing was seeing the blonde on the floor and in pain.
"Oh, the rejection! How can I ever go on," Nina exclaimed dramatically, feigning a look of utter devastation. Well, it was as much devastation as she could muster. It was no secret that Nina wasn't the best of actresses; she could hardly lie very well. She chuckled at her own little performance, shaking her head as she took in her friend's injury.
Luckily, Carmen hadn't injured herself too badly. It was common for anyone to drop something heavy on their toes; Nina did so last week. However, as a dancer, it was life-threatening. Any one injury could lead them to have to go to the hospital. Hospital trips led to extended vacations from dancing. She didn't even need to go into detail about how much one could suffer from not dancing for an extended period of time. Nina frowned as Carmen explained that she dropped her suitcase because she answered Nina's text.
"Wait next time, please," Nina begged and applied the bandage to the girl's toe. The bruising should go down in the next few days, but it wouldn't be wise to do anything extreme. "I do not need to be the reason why we don't have you in class. You know I can't go a day in Mr. Berry's class without you. And no, I don't think we're doing point so soon. He'll probably just figure out where we are after the summer and give us at least this week to get ourselves together." Nina winked good-naturedly and helped Carmen put back on her sock and shoe, telling Carmen to also wear sandals or something if she could. Anything would be better than the closed-toe shoes that would put more pressure on the toe.
With that settled, Nina helped her friend stand, allowing the blonde to lean all of her weight on her.
"Just lead the way," Nina said. She picked up one of Carmen's heavier items and then another one, hopefully alleviating all of the pressure so that the girl could limp her way to her room. She felt her phone buzz in her back pocket and opted to wait until they got to Carmen's room to answer. It was most likely Belinda. Just as she was about to ask Carmen again, she turned and saw a pout on the blonde's face. "What?"
"You and Cassie are sharing a suite without me? I'm hurt. And not just physically." Nina giggled.
"What are you complaining for? You and I both know you'll just be in the suite with us every single day! Whose rooms were you in back-and-forth last year?" Nina decided to remind her, arching an eyebrow. She and Carmen both knew the answer to that. Despite not being close to Cassie, she understood that Carmen was both of their friends. Perhaps being in a suite together would bring Nina closer to the other junior. After all, it was her mission this year to make more friends.
Just as his roommate entered the room, the boy was back in the hallway and Mason sat up for that moment, trying to peer out the door to see who he was talking to. He heard two familiar voices, one in particular one that left him smiling. Nina. It had been fun spending a little time with her earlier this summer. He actually was supposed to text her when he got back on campus. However, knowing the older brunette female, she was probably too busy greeting all of her friends.
In his musing, Mason almost missed it when Theo spoke to him.
"Theodore Roberts- you can call me Theo." The guy introduced himself and Mason smiled in response, hopefully conveying enough warmth towards his new roommate. His last roommate was his former best friend and that didn't end too well. If Mason could recall, the guy turned out to be gay and that was just another story that Mason didn't want to delve into. It wasn't as if Mason actually had a problem with being friends with a gay or a bisexual, but things became awkward. How do you react when your best friend makes moves on you? While you guys were roommates!
Yeah, weird.
"Mason Lockwood," Mason replied, deciding then to start unpacking some of his things. "Is your friend alright out there?"
Clara leaned her head against the glass window of her taxi as it sped through the streets of L.A. She watched the blur of people and cars as they passed them by. Her thoughts were taken back to home, and suddenly she wanted to go back. She had loved in New York City her entire life, and she felt at home among the prodigious skyscrapers, the bustling people, and the noise. She rhythmically tapped her fingers on the seat to the beat of the music blasting though her headphones.
Clara was worn out from the long flight she took to get from New York to California, two places on opposite sides of the country. On top of that, she had to catch a taxi to the academy, which piled on another hour and a half of travel. Her eyes caught sight of a building coming into view, and Clara visibly perked up. It was the academy. All feelings of homesickness dispersed, and were replaced by excitement. She was reminded that this was her second home.
The taxi driver pulled up to the front of the school and blandly helped her out with her bags. After being paid, he promptly took his leave, not even looking back. Clara slung her three duffel bags onto her shoulder and pulled her suitcase behind her as she headed towards the entrance. Lugging her bags was quite an ordeal, namely because the bags kept sliding off her shoulder, and the suitcase insisted on getting stuck in every crack. Finally, she made it to the front lobby, and was greeted with the sight of Nina, Theo, and Carmen. She smiled delightedly, and was about to approach them, but held back. She didn't want to risk it, since her luggage was so heavy. She would have time to talk after she unpacked.
Clara found her room rather quickly, and opened the door. When she stepped inside, someone was already there, lounging on a bed and scribbling in a book. She wasn't anyone Clara recognized. Maybe she was a freshman? "Hey," she greeted with a smile, before dumping her bags onto the unoccupied bed. "You must be my roommate. I'm Clara."
Carmen can't help but grin, even through the continuing ache in her toe, clearly satisfied with having made Nina laugh. She always seems to be the goofy sort, trying to make other people laugh and willingly breaking tensions through jokes made at her own expense. Given how relaxed she comes across as being, it is shocking to those who do not know her well how much she works. The young woman has some natural gift in dance, of course, but her skill is otherwise entirely earned through working her feet down to the bone, and spending long nights working on this twirl or that leap. She isn't a perfectionist, as Nina is, but the girl has her own steely work ethic that aids her in keeping up with the dancers who seem to have an unfair portion of natural talent. Still, she laughs and grins at her friends response to the jest.
"You'll simply have to get over me, I'm afraid. It will be difficult, but I have faith in you," the blonde encourages her friend, nodding sagely, though her smile cannot be restrained, breaking through her poor attempt at an expression of seriousness. While Nina examines her injury, Carmen looks over the hallway again, as though expecting someone to suddenly jump in and do something spontaneous and amusing. At this school, such a thing isn't as far-fetched as it may seem. Musicians practice in the lunchroom, one can hear opera in the bathroom stalls, and dancers bend and contort as they carry on perfectly mundane conversations outside of class. This is perhaps one of Carmen's favorite things about this school: it's variety and general atmosphere. While it may have a fiercely competitive air about it, Melrose also has this intoxicating factor about it, for every student is passionate about what they do, and are gifted in their respective fields, as well.
Carmen raises her eyebrows at Nina's reassurance, but ends up smiling anyway. The young woman is a smiler, as far as expressions go. If she's nervous or frightened, Carmen will smile. Happy or excited? Smiles for that. Miserable? An unconvincing little smile for that. This smile, however, is genuine. "Nope. Definitely blaming you if Mr. Berry scolds me," she promises, returning Nina's wink after listening to her fellow dancer's instructions about preserving her toe.
As Nina reminds her of how often Carmen had been in Cassie and Nina's rooms last year, she finds herself smiling guiltily, knowing it to be true. To be fair, Cassie had gaming consoles in her room- Carmen was not so lucky. "Fair enough. Follow me," Carmen concedes, limping a bit over to her room, which was at the end of a hallway in the dorm. Clearly, Kassandra had already dropped off her stuff, but the girl herself is long gone.
Carmen drops her stuff on her bed and immediately opens one of the bags, which is full of rolled up and mistreated comic books and graphic novels. The guilty smile returns when she sees the state of her precious books, before turning back towards Nina, standing in front of the bag to hide it from sight. "I could eat a stegosaurus- have you had lunch yet?"
"Mason Lockwood," Theo's new roommate responds with a smile that seems friendly enough, leading Theo to decide that he seems like an alright sort of person. He does notice a bit of an accent in Mason's words, which makes him think of his Grandfather, who has already left the campus by now. Both of his Grandparents had moved to the US from England, after all, though time had degraded their accent into something which came and go depending on the words and how quickly the two were speaking. Obviously, Theo never adopted such an accent from his guardians, but of course, people tend to mimic the sound of their peers rather than their parents, so this is to be expected. Thoughts returning to his new roommate, Theo nods in acknowledgement to the fellow.
When he asks about the injured party sitting outside, Theo just chuckles, glancing back towards the door. "Carmen? She's probably just exaggerating it, honestly," he explains to Mason, justifying his own nonchalance about her yelp in pain. Given experience, he's likely not wrong. Like many others, his friend exaggerates the small pains, and denies the existence of the big ones. Perhaps he does this himself, but it really depends more on his mood than anything else, should he dwell on it enough to consider such a thing.
"Besides, sounds like someone's already gone to her aid," he adds, hearing Carmen's voice speaking to another familiar one, though the voices eventually fade, walking away, most likely.
Taking cue from Mason, Theo begins to unpack his own stuff, though it is a small amount, of course. He puts priority on his music and instruments, placing the sheet music in the first drawer of his bedside table, and setting his instruments to the side, away from any danger, as gently as one might an infant. Having carefully done this, he begins to thoughtlessly throw clothing into whichever drawers will fit them on his side. Only a concert tuxedo is spared from this, hung up in the closet, the only thing he puts in there to take up space. "What department are you in, then? Not music," Theo inquires, turning back towards Mason.
Cassie's phone buzzed on the table, placing her caramel tea down she picked her phone up to read a text from Carmen "Sounds like a plan, Stan! What movies? Can I pick? I'm getting emergency care from Nina right now."
She was a bit worried that she had all ready injured herself, she hadn't even been here a whole day and had somehow all ready been injured.
To Carmen
'Yea you can pick, but knowing you it'll probably be a Batman film ;) What on earth have you done this time?'.
Placing her phone in her pocket of her jeans, and picking up her caramel tea, she made her way back to the dorm room.
Once arriving at the suite she made her way over to the couch in the main room. She wasn't sure if Belinda or Nina were back so she decided she would just watch the television until then. But before that she needed to text Tyler to tell her to come round later with her sweets that he had stolen.
Tyler, coming round later? Bring Kass as well if your with her! Oh and your better have my sweets!
Although she said she was all right, he still didn't believe her. "If you say so." He muttered. Something was up with her that's for sure, but he wasn't going to press matters. She would tell him when she was ready to that's for sure.
When Kassandra asked if he got a suite again, he smirked slightly.
"Don't you know it!" One good thing about being a senior and junior was that they got better dorms. Well not all of them. Take Kassandra for example, she was a senior but she wasn't given one of the suite's. But that's probably because she skipped a few grades.
"You probably didn't get one as your such a brain box" He joked slightly as he rubbed her head, he doesn't know why he does that to her he just finds it entertaining.
"Anyway you'll probably be round mine most of the time of Cassie's. Speaking of Cassie she just text me." He said whilst checking his phone.
"Were going round there's later" He said with a smirk.
Nina chuckled at Carmen as they sat the girl's things in her room.
Not even sure how that would fit in your mouth, sweetie," Nina replied and pulled out her phone. A small squeal escaped from her mouth as she recalled that Belinda was, in fact, her suite mate. She hurriedly responded to her best friend's text.
Heading to the caf with Carmen. Come :)
With the text sent, Nina turned all of her attention back to the blonde before her, flipping some of her hair over her shoulder. While she adored having her hair longer now and was ever grateful for not being that bald, sickly child she remembered looking at it in the mirror, it could get annoying. Nina almost had the right mind to tie it back into one of her chignons, but refrained from doing so. She was wearing the headband for a reason.
"I invited Belle for lunch," she told Carmen, hooking her arm with the blonde. One, because the girl would need to refrain from putting too much pressure on her toe. Secondly and probably the bigger reason, because she missed Carmen. Talking on the phone and occasionally Skyping was one thing; seeing the girl in the flesh and being able to just be in her presence was something entirely different. "Come on, I actually want a burger right now."
"Carmen? She's probably just exaggerating it, honestly." Mason chuckled to himself. He remembered Carmen. She was friends with Nina and well, the bubbly blonde was cute. Mason knew nothing would come out of it and actually hadn't thought about her all summer. Then again, the girl from Pasadena was pretty mind-blowing. Anyway, he could recall Carmen's tendency to over-exaggerate. He presumed that Theo and Carmen were close. Actually, now that the thought crossed his mind, he recalled seeing them every now and then.
While putting away his clothes that required being hung up, Mason overheard Theo saying that Carmen was probably getting help and his earlier assumption that Nina was outside was confirmed. He almost abandoned the conversation with his new roommate to confront the brunette, but heard her voice slowly fading away down the hall. I'll text her later.
"What department are you in, then? Not music." Mason shook his head, pulling out one of his leather jackets and hanging it up in the closet.
"Theater," he replied shortly. After a beat, he smirked at Theo before plastering one of his most determined and passionate expressions, a fist clenched in front of him. "Alas, you're stuck with one of the many thespians roaming the hall, beguiling young damsels and slaying the monstrous demons we call teachers." It only took a second for Mason to go back to being himself and he chuckled at his own show. "No, seriously. Just an actor. I do that a lot. Forgive me."
Carmen glances down at her phone once more, while Nina places some of the bags she had picked upon on the bed. It's a reply from Cassie, as she had expected it to be. Looking at her friend's prediction, Carmen begins smiling once more, her almost-dimples revealing themselves as they always do. Cassie clearly knows her well- she had been thinking of going for an animated movie tonight, maybe Batman: Under the Red Hood. Not wanting to be too predictable, though, she quickly begins making other plans for what movie they should watch. One of the new Marvel films? DC? Can't be Batman, now, and to be honest, she hadn't been a huge fan of the new Superman movie. Maybe something older? Or just a few episodes of the hilariously bad live-action series from the 80s? Well, she still has a few hours to decide, luckily. The options are too multiple and tempting for the girl to be expected to make a decision quite yet, really. "We're going to be watching movies at your suite tonight," Carmen informs Nina cheerfully, responding tot he message as she does so.
To: Cassie
Me? Batman movie? What would give you that idea? I dropped a bag on my toe ^_^; Going to the cafe with Nina- meet us there?
She stands up, and raises an eyebrow when Nina admits to inviting Belle to join them for food. "There goes our romantic meal, huh? Well, I invited Cassie, so I guess that makes your whole suite- plus me," thus, this ends up being a good opportunity for both Nina and Carmen to better acquaint themselves with other people- Carmen doesn't really know Belinda very well, and Nina doesn't seem to hang out with Cassie much.
Carmen playfully nudges her shoulder against Nina when the latter loops her arm with the former's. "Going to be my human crutch? You are too good for me, Miss Lovell," she says cheerfully, though she does mean it. Nina has been an excellent friend to her ever since she joined this school. The girl helped her through some serious, health-endangering rough spots, and that means a lot to Carmen. At Nina's words, Carmen's eyes twinkle, as though she's been waiting for her to say that.
"Then I guess we should get Mooving," she responds back, the pun coming a bit too eagerly, making it clear that she's overly pleased with herself for coming up with it. Even though the joke is rather terrible, the girl continues to smile at her own joke for the entire walk to the cafe, only getting over her own satisfaction with the joke when they find a table.
"I'll save the table if you go and get the food- anything is fine," Carmen tells Nina.
Theo falls back onto his bed after putting away most of his things, immediately pleased to find that it isn't too hard or soft- his last mattress had been as hard as a rock, and the young man had often opted to sleep on the couch, or use layers of blanketing in order to cushion it a bit. Honestly, he's a bit tired at the moment, and quickly begins to zone out, thinking of all varieties of half-sensical things when Mason responds to a question he'd already, only a moment or two later, forgotten asking. The minute he answers, Theo raises his eyebrows, wondering what it will be like rooming with a kid who is part of the department known for being a bit on the manipulative side. I'm in a poor position to be judging people for being a bit darker. Besides, the music department has its share of puppeteers as well, Theo reminds himself, realizing his instinctive judgement.
Of course, Mason's decision to launch into a dramatic description of his department, the sort rivaling Jessie and Jame's monologue, does prompt a half-smirk in Theo's expression. Because of the answer's initial brevity, the following bit came as slightly more unexpected than it should have. "Beguiling young damsels and slaying demons?" he repeats, even after Mason's apology, his smirk becoming more of a smile at this point.
"Glad I don't have a younger sister walking the halls with such apparent gods lurking about," he jests, standing back up and glancing over at his now empty bags, which lie open on the floor.
"Well, at least you won't sing at night. I'm a musician, but eventually having a singer for a roommate can be a bit of a pain," the comment is rather absentminded, for Theo is already distracted before he even finishes the thought. At the moment, he's honestly feeling the onset of a familiar craving. Since it's the beginning of returning day, he doubts anyone will be lurking about his favorite smoking spot. The habit began as a response to stress, and though it remained due to his tendency to easily become addicted, it also serves as an alleviation for boredom of any sort. Not to say that Mason is dull, quite the contrary, but he can feel a headache coming on, having not had a smoke all day.
"Well, now that we've been properly introduced, I'll be stepping out. Hoping for a good year," he says with another nod of the head, before discreetly slipping a lighter and pack of cigarettes into his jacket pocket and heading on out, leaving Mason to his own devices while he goes to a spot just behind the dorms, where a clump of trees and bushes obscure anyone leaning against them from view. Taking a drag, he begins to experience a lessening of the pressure in his skull.
Kassandra knew that he knew something was up, because he wasn't buying it, but she wasn't going to budge, and she was glad that he didn't pry into her life like other people tried to all the time, She'd tell him about it if things got less complicated about everything or if she even knew exactly what was going on anyway. She sighed softly and then heard him mention about his suite and she rolled her eyes as he mentioned it probably had to do with her skipping.
She looked at him and smirked, "I skipped two grades, I could have graduated already if I wanted to, and I think someone with this high of intellect should get the absolute finest." She said in a joking tone. She didn't really care too much, at the end of the day it was just a room anyways, and she still got to be roomed with Carmen. Carmen was one of her close friends but Carmen was always around Nina, and sometimes Kass felt a bit left out in their group of two. Two's a party, but sometimes three is a crowd. Soon, That was when she heard Tyler mention how they were going to see Cassie later, and she smiled. Cassie was a friend of her's too, since she became such good friends with Tyler last year. You could really say that Kass had a lot of friends. Somehow they were all connected in a circle. Nina and Carmen were friends. Carmen was friends with Cassie who is friends with Tyler. Kass is friends with all three of them, and then she's also friends with Nina, to an extent.
That made Kass wonder if Nina and Carmen would be there for the movies too. Kass had to send Carmen a text soon, to at least let her know she was there and such on.
to: Carmen
"Hey! saw you in the hall earlier but didn't want to bother you, looked like a crisis ;) everything alright over there now? :)"
Cassie was sat in the lounge of the suite when he phone went of again. Pulling it out from her jean pocket she noticed it was another text from Cassie.
Giggling slightly at her reply, she decided that she should probably reply back to her.
Carmen
It's you, your predictable ;) Have you always been a clutz? On my way over now!"
Once she had sent the message she made her way out of the lounge and over towards the cafe, since the suites weren't to far from the cafe, it wouldn't of taken her long to get there.
After a short walk through the campus, she finally reached the cafe. Once she entered she spotted Carmen and Nina straight away.
Walking over towards them silently whilst trying to dodge the mass of students.
Pulling out one of the empty seats and sitting down in it, she smiled at the two other girls. "Afternoon" She spoke quietly but just loud enough for them to hear.
Tyler rolled his eyes at her, she was to smart for her own good. But if she wasn't that way she wouldn't be Kassandra.
"Not all of us are brain boxes you know!" He said with a joking tone.
Tyler began to think about when he met her last year. She was just starting here at the Academy, she was nervous. You could tell from just looking at her. And him being the outgoing guy he is, went over and started speaking to her straight away. He was also quite protective over her that was for sure. But she reminded him so much of a lost child at time.
"Did you work on any new songs over the summer?" He asked her as they began walking down the hall.
Once more, Carmen receives a message from her phone, making the girl wonder why she keeps putting it back in her pocket. She has to angle herself slightly to pull out her phone, but is rewarded with a message from Kass, who had apparently seen Carmen overreacting to her toestubbing incident in the hallways. The blonde smiles at the text, though she wonders why Kass would be worried about bothering her. They are friends, after all, so there is no real need for such concerns. Well, not in Carmen's mind, anyway, but she's always bordered on the sort of overly friendly that can either be endearing or a bit on the annoying side, depending on the personality of whoever it is that she's speaking with, or trying to get to speak.
To: Kass
You're never a bother, Kass :-) Everything is under control, thanks to my favorite Nurse Nina. We're in the cafeteria right now, actually- where are you?
The girl is admittedly pleased to find that everyone has arrived by now, or at least almost everyone, given that she hasn't received any word from Lucas, Lexus, or Clara. Scratch that, I saw Clara in the hallway. Where has she gone off to? I guess her room, Carmen corrects her train of thought, but it has gotten her thinking on those whom she has yet to see. Maybe the former two haven't arrived yet? She decides to send out a text to them, as well as Clara.
TO: Lexus, Luca
Are you on campus yet?
To: Clara
Saw you in the hallway- who is your roommate? Feel like coming down to the cafe?
She nearly makes the mistake of putting her phone away for the second time, but it buzzes before she can do such a thing, and so the girl checks and sees that it is a text from Cassie. She begins to type out a response, likely a very lame one, but stops halfway through the task when she sees Cassie walking towards them.
"And good afternoon to you," Carmen responds, making a bit of a face as she does it, the sort where her nose scrunches up and her mouth puckers, as though she's just eaten a lemon or something sour. There is no actual meaning behind the face, as is the case with many of her various expressions. She just likes making faces- probably due to playing with her younger brother, who is a big fan of funny faces, especially Carmen's. She occasionally forgets that not everyone is so enthusiastic about them, though they have made some people crack a smile during lessons, at the very least.
Theo flicks some ash off of his cigarettes, and leaves it dangling between his fingers while he pulls out his phone, suddenly craving social interaction. Of course, an excellent solution would be to return to his dorm and continue talking to his new roommate, Mason. And, more likely than not, he will end up doing that in a few moments. Still, he also wants to see if one of his friends is in the area yet. Besides Carmen, that is, because she seems to be currently occupied with other things, or had been a few moments ago.
To: Clara, Marley
Hey- how's it going? On campus yet?
He doesn't know that Clara is, as he hasn't seen her, and there is no evidence as to whether Marley has arrived back at the school quite yet. Thus, he has only to wait. That is, until he hears the familiar voice of one of the teachers, and immediately drops his cigarette onto the pavement, digging into it with his shoe before making his way back to his dorm. Bathroom first, actually, so he can get rid of the cigarette scent with a good amount of handsoap, and a few breath mints. Then, the dorm.
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"And, I'm back. So, what part of England are you from? Based on the accent, I mean. My grandparents are from the UK, as well," he says, making half-decent conversation, likely. There may be a slight lingering scent of cigarettes on him, but he's gained a few tricks for hiding it, besides just mints and scented soaps, so its unlikely. Or so he hopes, anyway.
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