Introduction
"We're all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it."- The Breakfast Club
Igazi is wonderful level one (not a major threat to society) facility for troubled, underprivileged teens. Well, maybe not. The food sucks, the staff is as rude as you are, and you always have to watch your back. But, hey that’s what you get for breaking the law. Some of these kids are waiting to get out, some don’t have anywhere else to go so they are happy do anything to stay, and there are some who are forced in. And that is how the story starts.
The 5 Elite council members of Seto Private High school run the school. Everything has to be perfect, and they consider themselves perfect as well. They are beautiful, smart, rich, and everything is going well for them.
Until—now.
The Elites, as they are called are—to sum it up with one word—spoiled, and they know it. They love being rich, and beautiful, but their parents are fed up with it. They want these teens to have a reality check, and have a glimpse of a alternate lifestyle before they graduate, and well they thought the detention center was the best place. They couldn’t just enroll the teens in a community service project; they had to put them in a environment they may not survive. At least that what the teens are thinking, they parents think they will be fine as long as they drop the superior attitude. Oh the best part of this they have to be their—with thieves, assaulters, druggies, runaways, etc—for the ENTIRE SUMMER.
Oh joy.
The Crew is a small group of teens who have been at the Detention center for a while, and keep things running smoothly behind the staffs back. They steal to get food for others; they protect the other members, and treat the other troubled teens as family, well sometimes. When the Elites come to their place, they can tell right off that they are not one of them, and their superior attitudes do not go well with the other teens at the facility. In fact their presence causes a hostile environment. Even the Crew does not like them because they cause them many problems, and—they have to live in the same cell--er room with them.
Again, Oh joy.
Join in the hilariously summer that these two different groups have to endure with each other. Will conflicts come? Yes! Will romance bloom? Yes! Will any of them get out alive?
Hehe, maybe!
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Even though this is kinda a romance RP the teens do not necessarily have to fall for a member of the opposite side. ^_^
The Elites
The Leader (M):Trenton Mala-ki; Taken by LadyOftheLand
“Leadership is practiced not so much in words as in actions.” He is a man of action and enjoys making plans and sticking to it. He is Mr. Popular because of influence with others. Although he carries out many actions while being the School President he does so with money. Money is how he completes all his actions, but when that source is taken from him, will he be a true leader?
The Beauty (F): Zaire Ai Blaiseille; Taken by Kveria
“I am like a wild rose, beautiful, but willing to draw blood.” She is your average beauty queen. She is egotistical, yet lovable. She has a manipulative streak, and can be quite bossy. She has always gotten what she wants, and no one ever stopped her from doing what she wants, but how will that turn out in a place where rules are enforced, and beauty isn’t everything.
The Smarty (F): Mirabelle Florence (Mimi); Taken by NekopirePrincess
“No great genius has ever existed without some touch of madness.” She is very smart, yet somewhat strange. She analyzes things until it hurts. She is in the top of her class, yet she is always pushing herself to be better. She is slightly insecure, and feels as if she would have never gotten to be an Elite if it wasn’t for her smarts. Her thoughts may end up hurting her heart.
The Jock (M): Joey Wallace; Taken by Hinasil
“Adversity causes some men to break; others to break records.” He is a good man who likes trials, and sports. He finds himself doing better under pressure. Whether it be pushing himself in sports, or procrastinating in class, he always does better. He fines conflict to be the thing that molds him, but will he be faced with more adversity then he can handle.
The Shy One (F): Samantha Fine; Taken by +delusional+world+
“Being a shy person, I always felt strange outside with my camera.” She is a quite person who enjoys beauty. She gets embarrassed easily, and perhaps the humblest of them all. She loves taking photos because she says they speak so much serenity in silence. But now being in a position where silence can cause hostility, will her photos be enough.
The Crew
The Tomboy (F): Kazumi (Zumi); Taken by Fayelyn
“I became a tomboy in self-defense.” She doesn’t enjoy being looked upon as a girl who can’t provide for herself. Defense became her only shield. She is Miss Independent, and doesn’t like to be told what to do. To survive she had to get rid of her tears, pink, and dolls, and trade it in for strength, sarcasm, and street smarts. She enjoys taking risks as long as it doesn’t affect her heart.
The Delinquent (M): Merari Kazuhiro; Taken by PrincessBoy
“Bad boy on the outside, Good boy at heart.” He is your typical delinquent. He enjoys stealing cars, smoking, setting things on fire, and the occasional beer, but even though he is a bad boy per say, he never does anything that would harm someone—well unless it is for protection. He cares about others, but he doesn’t necessarily show it a lot.
The Goth (F): Claudia Shade;Taken by AvaLovelace
"Not all those who wander are lost." She enjoys the making people think bad of her. She doesn’t not act gothic because she loves dressing in black and instilling fear (although those are fun), but because she finds people annoying and too talkative. She likes the quietness, and enjoy when people stay away from her and avoid eye contact. At least that is what she tells herself.
The Playboy (M): Ethan Ribeiro; Taken by jadedragon66
“Flirtation: attention without intention.” He has problems with commitment, but he has no problem with faking it. He probably has about four girlfriends in the detention center. He has a way of smooth talking his way out of everything, and the staff members adore him. He enjoys his role, yet he always feels like something is missing. Something he wonders if he will find.
The Thief (M): Luke Santiago; Taken by Soki
“In a world of thieves, the only final mistake is stupidity.” He is incredibly smart and has a way of always getting his hands on things. He says he is the Robin Hood of the Detention Center. He also doesn’t steal to steal he steals because he finds it entertaining. He likes a challenge, and he gets bored easily so the best thing to do is to steal, and try not to get caught.
Girls all share a room, and boys all share a room. Three bunk beds per room (although in this case one bed will be left empty).
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(Note: Rules were meant to be broken)
1. No Stealing/No Firearms
2. Community Service is 5 days a week
3. No Smoking/Drinking/Fighting
4. Do not enter a opposite genders room after 9pm
5. Curfew is at 10pm on weekdays, 11pm on weekends
6. Solitary confinement will be used as punishment
7. Dorm Rooms will lock at Lights Out, so you must be in bed when staff checks on you.
8. Punishment will be anything the staff sees fit
9.The Break Room is a privilege
10. You must swipe your ID before leaving the Center
This is a level one facility, but you can easily transfer your butt out of here and into prison.
—Izagi Staff Members
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People stared as she passed them in the halls. Maybe it was the sparkle of her clothing, her practically professional makeup, or something in the straight way Zaire held her spine, but she drew looks. She always did. Here, though, they weren't exactly... friendly. More hostile. Suspicious, judging. Wondering what that girl was doing here. And if she was to be honest, she was lost and didn't like it. How anyone was supposed to find their way around a place like this, the girl had no idea. But she sure as hell wasn't asking. Rather, she cut a tack towards what appeared to be the staff corridor, thinking that if anyone in this damn school could help her, it would be a teacher. Not that she'd ask for help. No. But politely requesting a room assignment would be fine.
The face looking over glasses, pinched and shriveled as an ancient prune, seemed about as welcoming as the pits of Hades. A shock of white hair protruded from the old woman's head as she hunched over her paperwork, glaring out the window of her office as though Zaire had personally set fire to one of her undoubtedly million cats. Didn't this woman know who she was? It should have been obvious enough from her looks that she wasn't one of those juvenile delinquents. Steeling herself, Zaire twisted the handle of the door.
"Excuse me ma'am." Charming smile, slight downcast of the eyes, hands folded politely. Like flirting with a boy but reducing, rather than increasing, sexuality. "I'm one of the new transfers from Seto... I don't suppose you could tell me my room assignment?" Zai laughed lightly. "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to say, didn't I? My name is Zaire Blaiseille. Screwing up her courage, she extended a delicate hand.
The woman didn't take it. Wrinkling her nose in disgust, she tossed a map with a single room circled at the beauty queen and grated two words. "Get. Out." Well. Zaire blinked. Sure, having a map was completely demeaning, but if someone asked, she could just explain that some old hag had given it to her rather than answering a single, civil question. That was acceptable. And so, turning around, Zaire strode as quickly as possible back up what she now assumed to be the staff corridor. Perhaps too fast, certainly too fast for her station, but she didn't want to spend another second with that pinched fossil.
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"Methodical and robotic, two words that describe the best of the businessman. That is what I was bred to do and that is what I am going to do. Emotions tend to cloud the mind and judgment, making rash choices with consequences no one is willing to face. I practice what has been preached to me, Samantha. If I am cold, it is because cool logic is what is needed. A level head to gauge a situation and determine the best course of action." He paused a moment for emphasis before continuing on, taking a step closer to her. "And to the final accusation, my manner. You tell me I am 'mean'. I, who made sure whomever patched your head did a well enough job. I, who did all but hold the cloth to your nose as it bled. I, who am leading you to your room so you do not get lost. I, who am going out to find Zaire and make sure she is well. Yes, brilliant deduction, Samantha. I am quite mean." He stopped, his gaze like ice as he breathed deeply, wanting to see the effect his words had on her, if she understood that he couldn't afford to show camaraderie for the risk of it being torn away like everything else had been. He was kind, in a round about way, but he could not force her to see that. The next words from her mouth would ultimately show him where things would go in the future.
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He stayed silent for a few minutes and to make sure he was done with his lecturing, she stayed silent for a few minutes as well. "Ok." She simply said in a cool manner like Trent himself. "But beware!" Her personality changed completely and she started to act like one of those obsessive nerds (Nothing wrong with that..) who start to hyperventilate when they play Yugi-Yo or Pokemon. "I will make you smile!" She threaten as if she was threatening to chop off his head. "By the time we get out of this place, you will smile! I will make you smile from your heart, so it would be a true smile." She said before looking at him as if she was one of those Chihuahua puppies about ready to attack a mountain lion. "Besides, keep acting like this, you will go bald at the age of twenty." She said it as if she was a know-it all teacher.
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His thoughts drifted to Mirabelle, Zaire, and Joey, knowing that each had varying degrees of power and only hoped they had not met with those of greater strength than themselves, physical strengths aside.
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He dragged the bags through the halls of the school looking for the place to drop them off, which he didn't know where and he was stuck with easily more than 200 lbs. of baggage that was wearing him down fast. Struggling to keep the bag in his teeth he mumbled out, "Heroo? I enbod arrowe?" If anybody was nearby they would have just stared at him and walked by. Joey continued to walk hoping he'd come across someone.
When all hope seemed lost he saw Sam down the hall walking towards him. He tried to yell, "Sam do you know where I'm supposed to put these? I don't know where anything in this school is." But instead it came out in a talking voice which said, "Sham do voo vough where I'm suffofe foo foat vese?" Barely hanging on to the handle and the bags he waddled over praying she'd notice in time.
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In his mind he thought, Could this be a challenge I fail? No, I must persevere! I will not lose!
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He silently hoped Samantha and Joey wouldn't kill each other while waiting for him. That would be difficult to explain.
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Gold lights flashed along the walls as the girl clicked her pretty way up another corridor and down a second. Rounding a left turn, she heard something like... German somewhere ahead, and looked up to see Trent coming towards her. Thank god. Not only that she hadn't found uncivilized hooligans, but Trent was infinitely better than some moron, and perhaps, if he hadn't found Sam either, she wouldn't get a low and... she couldn't quite explain it, but it irked Zai, to be remonstrated by the other Elite. Especially when she knew he was in the right. Not that she'd ever admit it, but Sam really was kind of her responsibility. So unladylike, and something of an embarrassment to her parents, something had to be done if that girl was to hold a position equal to them. Which she did. Quickly but gracefully, Zaire folded the map and put on a pretty smile, asking "Oh, Trent. Have you seen Sam?" She didn't want to, but certain standards were to be upheld, as they both well knew.
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He turned to Zaire from his gaze at the public near them. He would speak with her in private on the matter of Sam. For now, there were more important things to attend to. "If you have a key, I will escort you back. If not, then it would be best for you to accompany myself to the office in which to obtain one. Unless you wish to remain with Samantha and Joey," he said, giving her the option but having a feeling she would, more likely than not, accompany him.
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"Ya see the goal of an anti-joke is to build up with a plain, old, normal joke and that ends up to be completely anti-climactic and becomes funny unto itself. Don't hurt yourself trying to come up with some though, or else they won't be funny and they could just be stupid questions with real answers. Oh I'm sorry, 'there's no stupid questions, only stupid people,' as my father would put it."
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"I thought Sam had been given the key to our room." Zaire frowned lightly, slim eyebrows drawing together in a disapproving, but not harsh, vee. Impatience showed on her pretty features - as her mother might say, showing her color. Zaire had always hated that phrase. Her father had proved that skin color didn't matter in the creation of an empire, and she in beauty. No matter. If she'd wanted it taken care of, she should have taken control. Another clear smile, this one genuine with a hint of communication underneath. I'll keep hold next time.
"Well." She turned on one bright heel, gold top swaying around her torso. "Shall we go then, Trenton? I was just in the Headmistresses office, asking for the location of my room, and apparently she didn't deign to give me the key at that time." Megawatt sarcasm. How people functioned in this dirty, lower class place, Zaire didn't know. What she did know was that she didn't want to be one of them.
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She looked at him before she smiled like a moron again. "So how was your day?" It was a random question that always meant either awkwardness or boredom. "Mine was c.r.a.z.y." She said, spelling out the word, 'crazy'.
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"We will speak later upon Samantha and where you have been," he said quite out of the blue, not wanting her to think that she was clear of that, even if she seemed to understand her wrong and keep within her power to not allow it to happen again. Truly, he wished to know if she had come across any of the delinquents and to get her opinions on them. Strengths, weaknesses, order of leadership, and other such facts needed to be found out before he could feel perfect confidence in dealing with them.
He stopped as the approached the door to the headmistress' office and could see the shrew of the woman behind the desk. He simply quirked a brow to Zaire in question before again resuming his professional demeanor and opening the door, allowing Zaire to enter before following in behind her. He stood off to the side, not a member of the conversation, simply a spectator, there to lend his strength of presence to Zaire should she need it.
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It was as though just by seeing her, the old bat had at least eight glasses of pure lemon juice poured down her throat. Her mouth puckered, drawing into the wizened and decrepit old face as Trenton held the door open and Zai clipped inside, stride precise and well-groomed. She knew who she was and didn't fear that girl in the slightest. Beam again, the contrast of white teeth against a dark face. "Hello, again." Zaire left off the ma'am. Petty perhaps, but the old bat certainly deserved it, and probably wouldn't know that in upper society she deserved a title. "Though it was most helpful for you to give me the location of my room, I do require the key to get in." Thank god she'd had practice dealing with people less savory than this woman.
The old bad held out a pair of silver keys, dangling from a ring. "No stealing, weapons, smoking, drinking, or fighting. Curfew is at 10 or 11 but if there's someone of the opposite gender in your room after 9, that's an infraction of rules, too. You shouldn't be alone with someone of the opposite gender in your room. If you make illegal copies of the key you will be placed in solitary confinement. Get out again, and don't come back unless you have a good reason." With that, she slapped the keys against the table, shoving them towards Zaire, who barely caught them before they fell off the edge. To her credit, she hadn't recoiled at all against the bat's acerbic tone, though she couldn't quite bring herself to give a thank you as she stalked out, waiting for Trenton at the end of the staff hall, where they could converse out of earshot of anyone, if necessary.
"Here." She pulled a key off of the ring, extending it towards the leader. "I'll share this one with Sam." By that, Zai really meant that she'd use it to keep an eye on Sam, and it would be easier of Trent had access at all times. But it would be crass to actually say that.
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From his opposing pocket, he withdrew the cellular device he had been checking upon their first arrival and handed it to Zaire. "Use this if there is need after hours. I have a second secured in my room." He wasn't used to giving his personal items to others, nor giving responsibility to others, but he could not be with them at all hours and he needed to be sure they understood the pecking order. "You shall be my contact, Mirabelle may do as she wishes within reason and I am putting faith in your to judge what would be appropriate. As for Samantha, you are already well aware," he informed, keeping himself controlled in the situation. His eyes pierced her, staring intently for a brief moment before he looked forward again as they turned the corner to arrive with Sam and Joey.
"Samantha, as promised, I have found Zaire and she has procured for your use a room key. Joey, I ask that you assist in placing their luggage within and remain until my return. I shall be back momentarily," Trenton explained with nod, excusing himself from the group after making eye contact with them all. He would find Mirabelle and set a course of action for their stay. It could not be too difficult...
He stopped that thought immediately. He knew even thinking of it would only serve to force the prediction true and he continued on with a new goal in mind.
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A few minutes passed by and Trent hadn't come back with a key yet. Joey's arms and legs were on fire, too much weight. Hopefully this didn't cause arthritis, the greatest tragedy that could happen to him. When all hope seemed lost he heard a familiar clicking coming down the hall. It grew louder and louder, Joey's face began to be filled with hope. Finally coming from around the corner, Trent followed by Zaire, along with a key. He nearly dropped to his knees as if it were a man with water after going without for several days.
Trent proceeded to say that he needed to stay with the girls and put their luggage inside. With a tint of desperation in his voice he said, "Alright, alright, just hurry and open the door already." So much weight for so long a time. No normal human could have pulled this off, Joey was beyond normal which was why he could pull this off.
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On his left was what looked like a library, if the ratty books and dilapidated shelving could pass for a library. He was about to take a look within to see if there were any tomes worth looking over when he caught sight of the figure on the ground, searching around on her hands and knees for something. He noticed another figure sneering and kicking a book his way, and he bent to examine exactly what it was. The instant he recognized it as Mimi's notebook, the young tycoon walked with purpose to his fallen comrade, promising hurt with a look in his eyes to her assailant. The other scoffed and made an attempt at making Trent flinch by throwing a punch just short of him. Trent did not move, didn't bat an eye as he remained staring coldly at the other. The troublemaker scoffed and laughed in his face, telling him he was lucky as he retreated passed the unmoving teen and down a different hallway.
After being sure that they would not be jumped in a surprise attack, the unmoved Mala-ki stooped to retrieve Mimi's fallen glasses and hand them, along with her notebook, to her. "Mirabelle, perhaps we can leave the studying for another time. Come, let us return you to your room," he suggested, helping her to stand as he gazed about them, trying to determine the quickest route to take.
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"Mirabelle, perhaps we can leave the studying for another time. Come, let us return you to your room." She didnt even have to look up to know who it was. It was Trent. She knew his voice very well. If she didnt know it by now that would have been pitiful concidering how long they had known each other.
"Ya your right" Mimi gave a small smile in thanks, then quickly grabbed her stuff and followed after Trent.
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Looking around the room it felt like a prison in this place, where was the pizzazz? Lucky Zaire was going to live in this place so it won't be like this for long. Maybe he could bring her over to fix up his room, make it worthy of his residence. Walking over to a bed he placed his hand on it and pushed against it, "Are these mattresses or mountain ranges, sorry but I'd rather take the floor." Looking down it didn't really look more welcoming, but it wasn't like these beds. He wasn't going to sleep on the floor though, that was demeaning.
Leaning on the wall near the door Joey asked, "So how long do you think we'll have to stay here? My bet is 3 months."
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He walked in and stepped to the side, giving Mimi room to enter as he took in the look of their accommodations. It seemed to be identical to that of his own, which surprised him very little, and he looked to the occupants, delinquent and elite alike, before turning to nod at Joey. "Mirabelle, Zaire, Samantha; try to remain with someone at all times, and if you are forced to be alone, keep your guard up. Joey and I will be going to our own quarters. Before we leave, I would ask if there are any other concerns that wish to be addressed," he said, glancing at the other room mates through the corner of his eye but otherwise not acknowledging them.
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Merari blushed, but smiled as Luke slung his arm over his shoulder and kissed him passionately. He liked how it lingered, but his smile became a smirk as the walked out of the door of their room. "Yes, let's cause some hell,"he yelled out as he slipped his hand with the other's, holding it.
As they walked down the halls, they came across a group of some of the rich teens. He sneered quietly as his hand tightened his grip on Luke's hand. He saw Trent, Sam, Mimi, and Joey. Sam...hmmm, I wonder what's going through her brain right now. "Hey!" He yelled to the group, but mostly to Sam. "Can you move? We are trying to go to our dorm, but you guys our taking up the hallway..." He still kept his hold on Luke's hand, actually forgetting about it. He walked a bit closer to them, limping just a bit. Damn, limp.
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