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Ryder Lawrence

"Fuck you....maybe I will later..."

0 · 453 views · located in Copeland Institute, Copeland, South Carolina

a character in “Copeland Institute for the Sexually Confused”, as played by SweetPonine

Description

Ryder Lawrence

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Age: 20
Gender: male
Nickname: Ry
Sexuality: Homosexual

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History: Ry was born in London, England, and lived there until he was 16. That's when his parents moved to the United States, when his father was offered a position on the President of the United States personal guard. Ry was then caught sleeping with the Presidents son, and was immediately sent to Copeland Institute. He has been there for four years.
Personality: Ry likes to be alone. He's much more likely to be reading a book than to be social. He is painfully shy and has selective mutism (meaning he doesn't talk in groups larger than 3). He likes being alone, reading and writing. He hates large groups of people, being in the spotlight, and when people ask him personal questions. He's an excellent singer, and he plays the guitar well. He can't be in sunlight to long, because his skin burns extremely easily. He also has a strong, British accent.

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So begins...

Ryder Lawrence's Story

Gwendolyn Prait


Gwen laid on her bed, staring at the ceiling while she waited for a nurse to come get her from her room to go to breakfast. She'd been made to take the black pill last night, and she felt like she'd been hit by a train. "Why did I have to try and start a fight with the doctors last night?" She asked herself miserably. Gwen had had horrible dreams, and she had thrown up three times. Gwen hated throwing up...

The girl surveyed her room. In the middle of the night, the staff had brought in a second bed, desk, and dresser (and still her room had only one dresser, since Gwen had traded hers for her computer a year back). Gwen didn't like the idea of having a roommate, that meant Kaleesi couldn't sneak in in the middle of the night to sneak out with her. Gwen had the perfect window to sneak out of, too.

Gwen sighed, and looked about. She grabbed the first clean outfit she saw. Gwen always had a more punk rock style, and even though she didn't really have the same hair style as Kaleesi (for which Gwen was envious. She'd had her hair dying privileges taken away a few years ago when she accidentally dyed the whole bathroom powder blue...she was still working to get it back), or the right face for her style, Gwen really didn't care. Honestly, she was already gay in a society who hated gays...what more could she do?


Ryder Lawrence

Ryder groaned, standing off of his bed. His roommate (who he'd been warned would arrive soon) wasn't there yet. As he rummaged around the room for something acceptable to wear, he settled on something he'd probably never worn before (as his parents were always sending him stuff to make up for the fact that they sent him there in the first place). He looked in the mirror and shrugged, he looked good enough in the clothes he'd chosen.

Ryder walked down to the dining room after his shower. He was early by about ten minutes, but that was nothing new for the boy. He'd been trying to avoid a specific person, a kid he was pretty sure he loved, but couldn't really remember. They'd slept together once, but he had managed to stay out till just a few months ago. Ryder shrugged, taking his normal, lonely seat off to the side, in the corner. Everyone had a table they shared with their roommate, and since he and Gwendolyn (he was pretty sure that was her name...he had associated it with King Arthur when she told him) had no roommate, they'd been sharing a table for a while.

Ryder propped his chin up on one hand, and watched the door. He knew the others would be arriving soon, and he liked watching the people he lived with.

Andrew Wright


Andrew wasn't all that crazy about his roommate. Sure, the guy was attractive, but he didn't seem to be much of the conversationalist. Not that he really liked to talk so much, but it got boring after awhile. Few people at the institution liked him, probably because they thought he was spoiled or something because he was the president's son. Yeah, reality check? Not really. He was treated just like everyone else was, if not worse because his father had kept him in the dark for so long. It was a long time ago when he slept with Ryder, and since then he had also slept with multiple other men, but his father had managed to keep it all hidden. Of course up until a few months ago, when the picture of him and Chris Dakota got out. It was everywhere you looked for about a day before they were able to ban it from the internet. The next day he was packing his things and being moved into an institute that was supposed to fix him.

After getting dressed he exited the room and went down towards the cafeteria. The first man he laid eyes on as he entered was Ryder. To be honest, he sort of resented the guy. He was the first man he'd slept with, after all. At the same time he couldn't help being completely attracted to him. Raising his hand to his lips, he blew a kiss towards Ryder and batted his eyelashes before winking and heading off to his assigned table. It was a wonder that they let them sit with their roommate, wouldn't they rather be sitting them with the opposite gender so they could eventually be fixed?

Alison Paris

Alison was already up early in the morning, ready for the day. She was even dressed. Though she decided to stay in her room until she had to leave. Now Alison was at her desk. She just finished painting her nails clear. She carefully put the nail polish away. Alison did not want to mess up the wet paint.

Once her nails dried, she grabbed her camera by it's strap. She looked at her neatly made bed before she left the room. On her way to the dinning room, she placed the strap over her neck. Now her camera hung safely off her neck as usual. When she entered the dining room, she saw there were only two people there so far. Ryder and Andrew.

"Good morning," she said as she waved to both of them. A smile on her face. Then she slowly walked over to her table. She took a seat at the edge of the table. Not a lot of people here yet. I wonder what there will be to eat today. She placed an elbow on the table before she cupped her chin. Alison placed her other arm across her lap. She slowly looked around the room. It took only a few minutes before she spaced out; lost in her imagination and thoughts.

Stephano Haze

Haze woke up and ran a hand through his long, straight hair. He looked at his roommates bed, but the other male was already gone. Haze wasn't particularly concerned by this, as he and his roommate barely spoke. Haze thought the fact that he was a cross dresser freaked the other boy out. Haze shrugged. He didn't always dress in female clothes...just their jeans and cardigans he liked best. Haze put together one of his normal outfits and stood in the mirror in the bathroom, looking at himself.

Haze shrugged, going out of the bathroom and into the hallway. Others were already walking down the hallway to breakfast, and he decided to follow, not really caring. Haze was pretty drugged up. He took all the pills like a good little boy, and they kept him in a sort of fog. Haze lived his life this way, and he didn't really care. Haze was a strange boy. He didn't like being in the real world. He preferred living in his own little universe. When Haze spoke in coherent sentences (which was rare. he was quite like the mad hatter), he was brilliant. Usually, however, you'd never be able to tell he was a genius.

Haze entered the dining room and looked around. He shrugged to himself again, going over to his table. Haze looked around, his eyes falling on Andrew, Ryder, Alison, Elias, and Hayden. Lastly, Haze looked at Kyler. He smiled slightly. His gaze was interrupted by Gwen being led into the dining room by a nurse. Haze looked at the disoriented girl, sighing slightly. Haze liked Gwen, and he was sad when she got in trouble.

Esme

"Well its a pleasure to meet you sweets, names Kaleesi but can call me Kal because most people can't pronounce it correctly," Esme heard her new roommate, Kaleesi to be more specific, say. When she commented on her good looks, Esme's smirk only grew. "I have to say, I'm not dissapointed, either." Esme was a flirt, and wasn't one that was afraid to admit it. She had messed around, and, above all of her instincts, had made plenty of mistakes. Hadn't they all? What would a little fun hurt, honestly? Thinking on this, Esme brushed her thoughts away just in time for a nurse to impolitley let herself in, without warning, speaking to Kaleesi in a disrespectful tone. Sheesh. What did they expect from teenagers, receiving attitudes like that. Especially ones with 'issues'.

As the nurse led them out of their room, and down the hall to breakfast, Esme couldn't stop herself from leaning in to Kaleesi, whispering "Well, damn. Are they always this annoying?" She had known she wouldn't like this place to being with, but only hoped that the other people attending wouldn't fall for their mindless bullshit. Pulling her head out of her never ending thoughts once more, Esme came back down from Earth to see that they were now entering the dining hall. She noticed many people sitting around, a variety of guys and girls, all fairly attractive. This really was a bad place to take a child if you're trying to fix their sexuality. Right away, she noticed a guy walking up to another, saying "Haze," before planting a kiss right on his cheek. A smirk took over Esme's lips. The guy was obviously not afraid to break the rules, which was something she personally found to be a huge turn-on.

Kaleesi took her hand, obviously with the intent to lead her off. Esme took the offer generously, wanting to get away from the dissapointing look of the nurse. "Lead me off," she said with a slight smile. "Welcome to hell, the place where they try to change who you are. They can all go fuck themselves," Kal spoke the words with a slick of the camera in the corner. Esme let out a laugh. "They can all try and change me all they want. Fat chance of that happening," she spoke the words with a bit of an attitude, not towards Kal, but more towards the institution in general. They would never change her. She was who she was, and her sexuality was something they could never take away from her.






Elias

A small blush took over Eli's cheeks as Hayden smiled at him. His inner concious yelled at him for making his little crush so damn obvious. The lightness of his skin and comforting blue eyes didn't help but add more emphasis to his blush. He even noticed a few of the nurses look at him with suspicious expressions. Glancing around, he noticed Andrew totally breaking the rules by kissing Haze. What the hell was going on around here? As long as it wasn't him getting the black pill, Andrew could do whatever he felt like. He also noticed Kal and a new girl walking in, someone he figured had just gotten here today. Hmm..maybe she'll have more luck here than me.. he thought to himself. He was tired of sitting alone today, even if he did his best to hide it, he wanted to have people to talk to, and discuss things with. He almost felt as if people there were scared of him. It wasn't like back at home. Despite his slight accent, he was just like them. If anything, he had hoped coming here would help him to make friends, not scare people away..they were like him, right? Turning his attention back down to his juice, Eli thought of this for awhile.