High School Daze

Anuraiel · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Anuraiel** on Mon Feb 04, 2008 4:33 pm

Welcome to Ashton Heights Private College Preparatory School. Here we strive to instill a sense of identity, responsibility, and integrity into all our students. We accept and welcome students of all creeds, colors, backgrounds, and both genders. We will prvide you with a dorm room and a room mate. Breakfast is at eight thirty and lunch is at twelve. Dinner is served at seven and curfew is at ten. Your uniforms will be supplied for you and a student hand book as well. We hope that you will find your college preparation from AShton Heights to be a memorable and useful expierience that will help you in life.

Rules to Live By at ASShton Heights. A handbook for students written by Principle Harding(Hardon). ((And edited for accuracy by Dresdan Hicks))

1. No profanity ((yeah right, FUCK THAT))
2. Uniforms are to be worn at all times. ((Fascist bastards))
3. If you are late for a meal, you will not be fed. ((Can some one say SNEAK THE FUCK OUT AND GET SOME REAL FOOD? The mystery meat here is worse than dog chow))
4. No lying ((Heh, you aint caught me yet))
5. No smoking ((FUCK you))
6. No motorvehicles belonging to students are allowed on campus ((Like that one time I drove an ATV right into your office right Miss Hardon?))
7. No unsupervized activities of students in ANY science lab ((you know those touch explosives on the drawers of all the teachers was funny))
8. No graffitiing school property ((All I have to say is: kachik kachik kachik kachik...shhhhhhhhhh shhhhh shh shhhhhhhhhhhh shhhhhhhhhh shhhh shh shh))
9. No piercings anywhere on the body ((for once we agree huh?))
10. No alcahol ((Ya'll wanna single say fuck that...fuck that fuck that))
11. Students are only permitted off school grounds on weekends and summer vacation. ((Up your ziggy with a wah wah brush))

OOC: Once again, welcome to Ashton Heights. Please excuse me for the side notes in the handbook section, but my character insisted that I put his version up instead of Miss Persephone Harding's. I would like to welcome you to my brain child and invite you to a school world where you can live out your high school fantasies if you are lucky. Ever wanted to date the bad ass or take the prom queen out to lover's lane and show her the time? here's youre chance. If you like the way that this RP sounds, fill out the below character template and post it with your first post. Girls are issued black and gold plaid skirts, a white blouse, a gold tie, a black blazer blazer, school girl shoes, and black stockings that come up to the knee. boys are issued black pants, white button up shirt, gold tie, and a black suit coat with gold interior and a belt. thoose are the uniforms

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next up is the rules of the Rp. I allow for any language, whether its obscene or not. Basically you can do anythihg you want to that any high school student could do. I dont really care too much to put many rules on this so yeah, go ahead and have fun at ASSton Heights

Anuraiel · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Anuraiel** on Mon Feb 04, 2008 5:22 pm

Name:Dresdan Hicks
Gender:Male
Age: 17
Year:sophpomore
Best Class:Chemistry (sex ed thank you very much)
Best Subject:Science
Good/Bad/Misunderstood:Misunderstood
Physical Descritpion: Attractive. His hair is longer than the dean would like, avoids shaving as much as possible.. his tie is always loose and his shirt is always unbottoned to the second button. his belt is on, and set to the second notch. There is always a cigarette behind his ear outside of class and a pack or two always in his pocket. HIs shoes are usually untied and his pants hang on his hips. His lighter is a zippo with the anarchy symbol on it. He smokes Camel No.9 Menthol and usually avoids wearing his blazer.

He has black hair with natural reds to it which makes it appear brown. his skin is a lightly sunned tan and his muscles are gently toned. He's no body builder, infact hes far from it, but hes strong enough to get his point across. His eyes are a deep greenish blue that reflect a dep intelligience that is put to shame by his class room performances.

SeraphPrincess · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **SeraphPrincess** on Mon Feb 04, 2008 5:26 pm

Name: Delilah Branston

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Year: Junior

Best Class: English

Best Subject: English

Good/Bad/Misunderstood: She enjoys being bad, but all the staff think she's good...Reigning princess of the school [so to speak] She's the cutie in class, and the annoymous troublemaker outside of class.... so yeah... you decide what to call her.

Physical Descritpion: She has long brown hair, usually in a high ponytail, and milk-chocolate eyes. In class, her uniform is always perfect, exactly how it should be. Out of class, the skirt is rolled to her liking, and her shirt opens a bit [top few buttons]. She adds a lot of braclets and other jewelry, and her hair comes out of the pony tail, a thick wavey blanket flowing down her back. She's slender, but not a twig. Pale; unnaturally pale. But she likes it that way. Has a cute smile, and a devious one.

Kargoth · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Kargoth** on Mon Feb 04, 2008 6:07 pm

Name: Raymond Todd "Ray"
Gender: male
Age: 18
Year: senior
Best Class: history
Best Subject: SEX!
Good/Bad/Misunderstood: missunderstood: Ray is nice enough, but always seems to know more than he should, almost impossible to look in the eyes, laid back, but has little room for arrogance or bigotry
Physical Descritpion: Ray is short for a senior, but is stocky, having been in wrestling for his first three years, now involved with drama, has close cropped hair that is black/purplish, bright green eyes that seem to look through people, has a small well tended goatee, when he smiles its extremelly charming, slightly creepy, or quite meanace..maybe all at once. Very pale complection
He wears his uniform as loose as possible, having a stocky frame the faculty has allowed him to wear a size larger than he actually is, always looks dissheveled
Non-School clothes include lots of black,grey, and blue..hates bright colors, wears lots of smartass t-shirts ( Keep talking, I like watching your lips move, ect).

waterychan · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **waterychan** on Mon Feb 04, 2008 9:52 pm

Name: Sam Willis
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Year: Senior
Best Class: English, Drama, Art, Music
Best Subject: English, Drama, Art, Music (don't know the difference between those two lol)
Good/Bad/Misunderstood: Misunderstood (but is nice). He tends to be quite blunt about his opinion (and is very opinionated), thus getting him into trouble when he says something without thinking first. He hates authority figures of any kind, but due to his physical appearance, he is often liked by the authority figures themselves.
Physical Descritpion: Natural ash blonde hair, to just below his ears. Emerald green eyes, and is very attractive. (But if he were to wear makeup, he'd probably get mistaken for a female due to his good looks). 5'11'', skrawny with slight muscles hidden beneath his school uniform. Due to his slight frame, the uniform appears to be too big on him but is actually the smallest one available. He never wears a tie with it, and usually doesn't wear the blazer either.

Anuraiel · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Anuraiel** on Mon Feb 04, 2008 11:12 pm

Flick, flick, flick went the ligher as ahand raised it to a cigarette held loosely by his lips. Haa went his exhallation of the first drag. Dresdan Hicks examined the wall before him as he contemplated how to tag it. onight was the first night of his third attempt at sophomore year, and it wasn't because he was stupid. he was far from stupid actually, but his laziness and refusal to do the homework made his grades suffer terribly.

This wall had a tag from every year he had been there, but someone else had been tagging his wall last year. Now it was time to reclaim his property. There was a soft swishing eminating from the bottle of Jim Beam as he took a long drought from it before setting it down and going to work.

Kachik, kachik, kachik went the can of spray paint as he prepped it to begin. Black and gold were the colors for tonight, the school colors aswell. Every tag from his first and last night were always in those colors. He walked up to a pink and black tag that said "Property of the Princess" and began to spray over it with the black. Once it was all covered, he picked up the gold can and shook it to get the paint mixed.

Shhhh, sh sh, shhhhhhhh, went the gold spray paint can as he tagged the message for the year: Shoutin With the Devil. For accents in the letters he used white and then added black for affect. He had started up another cigarette. Beneath the saying he decided on finishing the tag with a devil beneath it.

He stepped back to admire his work and took another drought of Jim before he lit up again, closing his anarchy-ized zippo and placing it back in his pocket. He smirked as he read it and exmined it. "This is gonna be one hell of a year," he said to himself. If last years touch explosive laced drawers was good, this year was gonna be even better.

"Because he had been held back, most of his closest friends had graduated. When he first started at Ashton Heights, he wasnt like he is now. He was skrawny, nerdy, and the one no girl looked at. Then he fell in with a senior who he'd never forget. His mentor had gotten him into smoking, drinking, tagging, breaking the rules, and when he graduated, passed on his notebook about every teacher and faculty and staff member that had been hired over the years. This note book also contained directions on how to get in good with certain teachers and who was best to go try and get in good with.

Along with the notebook came an extensive library of pornography and condoms, Half of which Dresdan had gone through by now. If it ever was true, Ashton Heights proved that good girls went after the bad boys. He smiled at the thought of the new wave of Freshmen coming in.He raised the bottle of Jim to the first tag of the year and tossed his head back, taking a long drink and finishing off the bottle.

He heard the clicking of heeled school girl shoes and turned around to see who was coming, taking a long drag off his cigarette.

waterychan · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **waterychan** on Tue Feb 05, 2008 12:20 am

"I don't get it." spoke a fellow student. Sam frowned, rubbing his temples and breathing deep.

"Jeremy, this is a suffix," he pointed to the paper in front of him, "and this is a prefix." he moved his finger slightly. "This is grade school stuff, how do you not get it?"

Sam had agreed to stay late in the library to tutor a struggling English student, Jeremy. A decision he almost immediately regretted. Sam knew what he was teaching, but he made a terrible teacher. He got far too frustrated when someone couldn't understand, and this made those he tutored very unhappy. But he couldn't quite help it, it was just in his nature.

"Sam, I'm sorry." Jeremy pouted, still unsure of the difference between the two words. Sam had explained it to him multiple times, dumbing it down just in case, but it wasn't sinking in.

"It's fine," Sam sighed, leaning back in his chair, "it's late, your brain isn't functioning to it's full potential at this time of night. Go get some sleep, I'll try and help you tomorrow during lunch."

Jeremy stood, smiling at Sam and picking up his bag from the floor. He shoved some of the books on the table into his bag and looked up at his tutor, "Sam, can I ask you something?"

Confused, Sam nodded, "Yeah, sure."

Jeremy stared at his feet and shifted the weight between them slightly, "Did you...maybe...wanna go out sometime? Like...a date?"

"Uh..." Sam stuttered, unsure of how to react, "Jeremy...you...me...I..." he stood, rubbing the back of his head, "I'm flattered, really, but...you're not really my type."

Jeremy's head shot up, pain evident on his face, "But, I heard you're gay. I mean, that's what everyone's saying. And I've always...had a crush on you, ever since freshman year. I was so excited when I found out you'd be my tutor, I nearly passed out."

"Jeremy..." Sam moved closer to him, putting a hand on his shoulder, "It takes balls to ask someone out, especially another guy, but I would rather us just remain friends. Is that ok?" he didn't want to hurt him, and found it a little cute that he had a crush on him. He'd been asked out many times, but never before by another male. He had formed a reputation for being 'the guy who rejects everyone', due to the fact that he's never said yes. He has, though, asked other people out...but not in a few years.

"I...guess that's ok. As long as we can still hang out, that's all that matters." he paused, "It's not going to get awkward is it?"

Sam laughed loudly, surprising the librarian who proceeded to glare at him. "I promise, no awkwardness. Guaranteed." he held up his hand as if to indicate a scout's honour.

After Jeremy left the library, Sam chose to stay for another hour or two. By the time the library closed, he still sat at his table working. The librarian, a lonely old woman named Evelyn who never smiled, approached him.

"Mr. Willis, the library's closed." she spat out angrily. She was known for having a rude disposition.

Sam lifted his eyes from his workbook, his head remaining where it was, "Evelyn, anybody ever tell you that you've got a smile that light's up a room?" he joked, knowing she had no sense of humour. Her face distorted further as she glared with a fiery rage straight into his soul. "Gotcha, I'll get going now."

He rose from his seat, grabbing his books and shoving them into his shoulder bag. He then tossed it over himself, diagonally hanging across his chest to his hip. He exited the library, walking back to his dorm.

Deciding to take a short cut, he passed by some rather shady looking alley's on his way. He passed by a vandalized wall where a fellow student stood after tagging his message. Coming to a halt, he stared at the graffiti, never before noticing it. He was out of sight, but close enough to examine it fully.

The moment he stopped, he heard the footsteps of a female student approaching from behind him. He moved to the side, hiding behind one of the nearby trees. The tagger turned to look in the girl's direction and Sam thanked his fast reflexes for being able to hide so quickly.

((OOC: I hope it's ok to make a character with an "alternate" sexuality. He's actually bisexual with a tendency to go for men, so he's not actually gay, but I wanted him to be a bit more diverse. Considering how many ACTUAL high school students are gay/bi/lesbian, odds are there'd be at least one in this fictional high school lol.))

tigerz-peace · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **tigerz-peace** on Tue Feb 05, 2008 12:24 am

Name: Dee Childior

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Year: senior

Best Class: English & Chem

Best Subject: English, Music, Art, History

Good/Bad/Misunderstood: Dee is the unnoticed good-girl who always wishes she could rebel, but not finding herself among the right people, or never knowing how to. She hates being a "good-girl", and wants some adventure and change in her life.

Physical Descritpion: Dee stands around 5'6" tall, with a lithe though not athletic nor slim build. She is not very athletic, but her working on a farm during the holidays have toned her muscles enough to make her body physically attractive. Her grey eyes are flecked with black and white, and are doe-like in shape. Her thin lips annoy the hell out of her, but when she pouts she is close to irresistable. Her complextion is a light brown, and she is scatteed with freckles all over her body. She is a bubbly persona at times, and hr sudden outbursts of confidence make her seem even more attractive.
Whilst in her school attire a few buttons are always undone and her tie at least slightly loose. Her skirt is ruffled, and her auburn-red hair never falls in quite the same way. She has a side-fringe that falls over her left eye, and hite blonde streaks make it look lighter. It falls to mid-way down her back, covering her breasts.

waterychan · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **waterychan** on Tue Feb 05, 2008 12:24 am

((OOC: I was also wondering, how do rooms work? Do the students have roommates, or are they on their own in their dorms?))

tigerz-peace · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **tigerz-peace** on Tue Feb 05, 2008 3:23 am

(I believe the main-first-post said that each student is provided with a dorm and a room-mate)

waterychan · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **waterychan** on Tue Feb 05, 2008 4:14 pm

((Ah, sorry, brain fart. >_<))

Anuraiel · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Anuraiel** on Tue Feb 05, 2008 4:46 pm

((basically I will send you a PM with youre room number and room mate. Im actually glad that you brought a character in here with a different type of sexuality other than straight. It add diversity and like the opening post says, all creeds, ethnicities etc etc.))

FallenAngelPrincess · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **FallenAngelPrincess** on Tue Feb 05, 2008 5:17 pm

Name: Adrian Christopher Emerhart
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Year: Sophmore
Best Class: English
Best Subject: Geometry
Good/Bad/Misunderstood: Good: actually that is an understatement. He is the prince of goody-goodies!
Physical Descritpion: He has reddish brown hair that is slightly shaggy. He can't stand to have short hair, he always figured he never looked all that good with short hair, it goes just around his earlobes. He has an angelic sort of face. His eyes are deep forest green, always looking rather innocent. His muscles are only lightly toned and his skin lightly tanned. He stands at five feet and eleven inches.

Name: Jacob Matthew Emerhart
Gender: Male
Age: 16 (Younger twin to Adrian.)
Year: Sophmore
Best Class: Chemistry
Best Subject: Geometry
Good/Bad/Misunderstood: Good, and just that.
Physical Descritpion: Matthew looks exactly like his brother, only a few minor differences, like his hair is a little shorter than his brothers and a shade darker as well. He stands an inche taller than Adrian, making him six feet even. He is also a little more toned and a slightly less tanned. The shade of his eyes are the exact same though.
{I hope you don't mind me having two characters.}

Anuraiel · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Anuraiel** on Tue Feb 05, 2008 5:29 pm

((its fine by me, since they are twin brothers they are roomed together in rom 345))

SeraphPrincess · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **SeraphPrincess** on Tue Feb 05, 2008 5:45 pm

Delilah Branston was the good girl. She was the strait A student, the teachers pet, the drama-club-loving, choir girl who made all the slackers cringe. She was the perfect student....

in class anyway....

Out of class, Delilah was the reigning princess of the school. She was the troublemaker who never seemed to get caught [thanks to her "cute" disposition] She was never even a suspect. She fought with everyone; girls, boys... the pizza guy... whatever.

But that was who she was.

Tonight, she was on her way to the Tag Wall. It was the wall where Dresdan Hicks always tagged, and she had decided that she wanted to join him. She only had one tag at the moment, 'property of the princess', and she was prepared to make another. She had her sleeves rolled up, and one of her older skirts on. Her hair was in a high ponytail, to keep it out of her waym, and of course, a bag of spraycans over her left shoulder.

As she approached the wall, she could hear the firmilliar clicking of a lighter, and somehow she knew who was there. She walked up, the clicking of her heels echoing in the dark.

Her tag was gone. The bastard had covered it with his own.

She dropped her bag to the ground and stared at him for a moment, "W-t-fucking-F! That was MY tag!"

Anuraiel · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Anuraiel** on Tue Feb 05, 2008 5:55 pm

"Its my wall...'princess'" He said to her with a glare as he exhaled his cigarette. "This has been my wall for four years straight now," he said. "No one tags here other than me." He reached into his backpack and took out another bottle of Jim. The Irish in him kept him sober for a long time.

"Sorry princess, but go find your own wall," he said as he took another drag off his cigarette.

SeraphPrincess · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **SeraphPrincess** on Tue Feb 05, 2008 5:59 pm

"Well, your wall huh?" She pulled her bag over and ripped it open, "That's cute..." She pulled out her favorite green paint, "But what if I make it my wall?" She pulled off the cap and shook the can, a devious smile pulling at her lips, "Apparently, all I have to do is cover your little works of art!"

Anuraiel · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Anuraiel** on Tue Feb 05, 2008 6:06 pm

he stood next to her and the sound of a zipper coming undone sounded before being followed by the sound of a stream of liquid splattering on brick. "My wall princess," he said as he ziped his fly back up. "Go find your own," he said as he took the green paint from her hand and tossed it back into her bag, blowing smoke in her face as he did so. He wasn't getting mad, or irritated. This was his wall every tag on it was his.

He had to defend his wall with everything he had and he was ready to do so. No one tagged this wall but him. Other taggers in the school respected that. Also, other taggers in the school didnt want to get a surprise when they opened their door or sat down or did anything ordinary.

SeraphPrincess · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **SeraphPrincess** on Tue Feb 05, 2008 6:11 pm

Delilah fumed, "you're quite immature...you know that?" She frowned at the wall, picking up her bag, "and that was my favorite paint. You owe me another can." She turned back to the boy, "and I'd like it if you didn't blow smoke in my face next time okay?"

Anuraiel · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Anuraiel** on Tue Feb 05, 2008 6:14 pm

he smirked at her and offered her a cigarette to her, "Care to get me back?" it wa an offer of good will, an act to demonstrate he was just defending his wall adn would get her a new can.

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