Realistic or Modern Romance in the Dorms

"Aww! Congratulations!" Nadia laughed, feeling a little out of place for chatting up someone who felt so far removed from herself, which she brushed off. If she'd learned anything in college, it was that age mattered less and less (especially when it came to parties). "You're a baby!" she teased. "I've been in college for a while now. This is my..." she counted on her fingers, "third year. So how old are you, eighteen? Nineteen?"

Lucy blushes a bit in embarrassment. "I'm 18..." She said softly while running a hand trough her hair while she bit her lip slightly.

"Awwwww!" Nadia repeated, but drew it out this time. "Don't look so shy, hun. We were all eighteen once. You'll grow out of it," she said, lightly hitting her on the forearm with the back of her hand. "Besides, at this point, you're probably still optimistic about college," she said, smiling at her to make it obvious that she was joking.


((Off to bed for me, but I should have a chance to respond in the morning. If absolutely necessary, you can have Nadia head over to the dance studio to check it out.))

((I swear I had no idea this actually started until right now xD however I'm all caught up and ready for my first response!))


Sean had woken up late once more; a regular routine he's gotten into, he dragged himself out of bed and to the shower washing his hair, because that's what mattered most. Once he was out and dressed into his red jean shorts and a lovely blue shirt he decided to make his way to find something to eat and satisfy his hunger. Along the way there he noticed his best friend Rose and Nick- whom he has taken a liking too since he's started here. His Sperry's were quiet on the floor as he jogged up behind them, slowly wrapping his arm around them to cover their eyes, "Guess who," his thick English accent drawled out through the hallways, making it very obvious as to who it was. However his eyes caught sight of a new person, "Oh, well hello handsome," he said with a smirk. Sean was a flirt, he couldn't help it, he saw something good looking and it was all just instinct to flirt or comment on it.


@NorbertM

His enthusiasm grew high, his stomach barely got some love from Doyle this morning, it was time to compensate, big time, with lots and lots of love. "I didn't fall on my face! I fell on my butt. You gotta keep this pretty face intact." he said, pressing his fingers on his cheeks, attempting to make yet another joke. Then, the guy he wrapped his arm earlier, took a few steps closer to him. "This is going to sound really mean, but don't ever do that again okay? I feel really uncomfortable when people do that, especially guys." he said, putting Doyle a little bit on the edge with his eyes in his.


"Hold on, hold on." Doyle started, kneeling down a bit, his index fingers up in the air, pointed up at the ceiling, yet his hands pointed at Nick. "Sorry 'bout that dude.". Straightening up, he pressed his palm on his chest. "I promise I won't do that, ever again." With his other free hand, he raised three fingers. "Scout's honor, uh-huh." he said. "Now let's go eat!" he exclaimed, then, between the two, a guy appeared out of nowhere, putting his palms around their eyes, blocking their sight completely.


"Oh, well hello handsome." he said, with a smirk on his face. Doyle smiled and saluted the new guy. "Hey, hey, person I have never meet in my whole life and calls me handsome. How ya doin'?" Doyle said, smiling.

@NorbertM @HollyLeafForever @Hi Im Red

"Marky Mark I'm boreeeeeed. Let's go back to the art room, I think I'm in love. I've forgotten her name, but I love her... Okay maybe not love but I'm infatuated for sure. Maybe she has a friend for you man?" Robert looked at Marcus, "how's the uh.. Injury?" @ThatGuyWithSouvlaki

Lucy smiles a bit and picks up her pencil as she goes back to drawing. "Ah I see... Well that's interesting, I hope you have good luck finding the dance studio." She said softly as Nadia left to go find the dance studio, shaking her head a bit in amusement before deciding to go find Mel. Packing up her stuff, she made her way out of the art room and down towards the main hall, thinking of where she could be.

"Love huh? That would make her...What? Third? Forth one this week? I will give that she is more your league this time so you may have a chance."He said slightly miffed at the switch in plans but couldn't help smirking at his friend getting smitten."What are we waiting for? As for my shoulders hurt at times but there fine, not gonna come back as quarterback though....Sadly."

Bobby frowned at the final comment, "Shoot." He sighed, "Come on lets go." Robert walked with him back toward the art room, "What was her name, do you remember?" He raised a brow and looked at Marcus

"I do remember."He said a cheeky grin forming in his face. "Not going to say though. I figure she is the love of your life, you should remember."They reached the art room were they realized she wasn't there anymore."Looks like you have more time to figure it out."

Was the day getting better and better or turning out to be a messed up day, with the happy and interesting package involved? The sudden and out of nowhere "What's up!" drawn Doyle's eyes straight to the source in a second. He looked at the new person and raised his hand up as high as he could and waved slowly. "What's up forth person I have never met in my whole life!?" he said.


Out of nowhere, Doyle walked up to the forth person he never met in his life and stared in her eyes. "Jinkies, your eyes remind me of the ocean. They are very gorgeous. Like the ocean." he said, slowly sliding towards her, closer to her eyes, to take a better look at her eyes. Having enough staring, he turned around to the rest of the group and smiled. "I don't know about you gang," then, like it prepared itself for the act of it's life, his stomach growled. "But I'm off to grab something to eat. My buddy can't take it anymore. So, see you at the canteen, the-guys-who-laughed-because-I-fell-down-on-my-ass, the-guy-who-appeared-out-of-nowhere-and-called-me-handsome," he waved at the three of them then turned around. "And the girl-with-beautiful-eyes-who-remind-me-of-the-ocean." he winked at her then began walking away from them.


Walking down the hall, he passed by the art room and the door swung open, a pair of girls leaving the room. Looking at them, Doyle smiled at them, then, peeking inside the art room he saw someone who he remembered. Barely. He walked inside the art room and walked toward him. "Yo, titan of football!" he yelled enthusiastic, probably he shouldn't have done that. "Remember me?" Doyle asked. "Pfff, of course you don't. We never talked before. But, to make things a little bit crystal clear, we went to the same high school, but never talked. But I went to your games. You're quite awesome." he smiled. "Oh, oh, blast it. One in an life-time." he ran towards a table where two persons sat. "Excuse me, mind if I borrow this empty paper that probably you won't be using it for now and this pencil?" he said, grabbing a blank piece of paper and a pencil then walked back to him. "Gimme an autograph. I want to make sure I have your autograph before you go big." he smiled at him, hopefully.


@DrCompton

( whats going on? sorry been a bit out of it lately totes forgot about this rp)


Irish Ice Queen

"My muse eludes me.. Get it? Muse? Cause she draws?" He smiled, "That was a pretty lame joke huh? Oh well, I just wont say it to her. Maybe I will. SHould I?" He raised a brow and looked at Marcus, "It was an awful joke. Man Im off my game."


Robert looked toward the new voice and looked a little confused, he definitely didn't remember the person and was a little put off by the sudden asking for an autograph. "Uh.. sure.. Um... whats your name?" Robert smiled toD, but he looked at Marcus giving him a, "What the hell do I do" look that only Marcus would get.

Rose and Nick laughed "HEY, whats up you wanna come eat with us?" Rose asked almost on the floor laughing, Nick just blushed at the thought that he touched him. But then shyed away a bit "Yeah you wanna come eat?" he asked motioning forwards.

(Will be on sparingly the next few day so might not reply for a while.)


"I think you are meant to sign an autograph, big football hero. Beyond that: smile and nod."He whispered to his friends ear, chuckling at his friend. He was about to say more before the alarm on his phone began sound. He took the phone out and checked the message."Crap, i have physio in half an hour. Sorry, Robert i need to leave you alone with your fan. Catch you later."

Robert watched him go, "You jerk." He signed the autogrpah, "SO we went to highschool together?" He looked at D, "What uh... whats your name man? Im awful with names."

"Pfff." Doyle began waving his hand. "Don't worry that you didn't remembered me. We never met." he said, then pressed his hands on his hips, looking at Robert. He stayed like that for a couple of seconds, in awkward silence. "Doyle. Doyle Dixon." he said, forgetting that he never told Robert his name. "Sorry about that."


"So, what you think about this place? Pretty cool, huh? The location is pretty wicked, lots of nice girls, so many things you can do. I mean, this institute is for sports and dance, yet it has other stuff to. Which makes me wanna ask. What is a football player doing in the Arts room?" he asked. He gasped quickly as soon as he believed to have found the reason. Pointing his index finger at Robert, smiling, he began, "You got an artist side, right? Oh man, that's so cool. Both a football player and an artist!"

Tanner could be seen running frantically through the courtyard. The smell of recreation clung to him over the quick spray of AXE he'd opted for instead of a shower. Running into the main hall he was greeted by nothing but quiet. No students, no teachers, nothing came to greet him in his tardiness. Tanner looked around and saw Lucy with her sketchbook. "LuLu!" he called out, his Grateful Dead tee-shirt barely pulled over his body. "Where is everyone?" he asked, taking the joint from behind his ear and stashing it in his pocket for later.

"Me? Oh god no, I can barely draw stick figures.. I was looking for a friend, but she seems to have disappeared, that tricky minx." He smiled, "What about you man? You an art dude?"

Lucy blinked and looked around, taking her one headphone out of her ear to find the source of the voice before her eyes landed on Tanner. "Tanner! Hey." she said and smiled a bit as he ran up to her, she frowned slightly when she saw the joint but didn't say anything about it as she looked at him. "The teachers all had to leave because of some large important meeting out of the country so, everyone on campus is allowed to do what they want for three months or was it three weeks... I can't remember..." she said and shrugged slightly.

"I'm a film maker!" Doyle exclaimed proudly, patting his chest with his fist. "Or, I want to be one. Truth be told, you can't go to any type of school to become a film maker. All it takes is a camera, some people willing to let you film them and voila." he said. "Well, clearly you must do more than just film them, but you get the picture."


"And before you ask, like some people who have, I'm here ensuring that when I will start making my own movies, I'll be prepared. That's why I take classes in Music, Art, Film Studies and Photography. Do well on this, I'm pretty much set up for hitting big." he smiled. "Who knows man, MAYBE we'll see each other, in the future, as stars? Well, you a star, me, a film maker."

Tanner looked at Lucy, then at the door, then at Lucy again. "I just rushed halfway across campus for no reason?! I could be sleeping right now. Or better yet, high." He then sat down on the floor and retrieved the joint from said pocket. He lit it and took a few hits, blowing a huge cloud into the air. "Yo, Lucy. You want some?" he offered to her while partially holding in some of the smoke. "The peer pressure tastes so good." he laughed.

"Well. If you need, Ill star in your first movie, for free." Robert winked and looked around, "LUCY!" Robert smacked his head and laughed, "Thats her name. Lucy. Man Im good. Do you know Lucy?"

Once she became familiar with the dance studio where she'd be spending so much of her time, Nadia went back into the hallway, figuring she'd look around a little more and try to learn a few more names. Perhaps she could even find someone who shared similar interests, as it didn't seem as though Lucy really did, nice as she was. For now, though, Nadia was perfectly happy to talk to her - she was a sweet girl - and so she planned to stop in at the art room quickly, see if Lucy was up to socializing. When she did, however, she found that Lucy had left and been replaced by two boys, who seemed to be talking about her. "Oh, hey," Nadia said, entering the room. "I just met her a little while ago, and I came back hoping she'd still be here. I take it she left?"