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Realistic or Modern Highschool Is Cruel

She smiled as he drove away. She walked inside her house and went up to her room.


((Guys I'm just gonna skip to Sunday afternoon. Is that alright?))
 
SUNDAY AFTERNOON


Hudson, Billie and Kyle walk out of the church, dressed in their Sunday best.


Hudson automatically looks around for Jamie, Kyle looks for Ryker, but Billie, she just rolls her eyes at the two, "y'all are pathetic losers." She teases and starts walking home. But just then she bumps into ..... (anyone just jump in there! xD )


Kyle rolls his eyes at his sister and takes the other way home, the way that involves passing Rykers house.


Hudson walks over to her parked scooter and digs through her purse, looking for the keys. Luckily that day she had worn leggings and a cute tanktop with a beige leather jacket.


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Hey I guess I'll just post my first reply and if I did something wrong in my forum you can tell me.


Isabelle slaps Tatum's arm the second he cracks a ginger joke about her red hair. She hated those and every time they hungout that's all he could say to her- was something about her hair. Despite his giggles in the background, she keeps walking down the street hoping for someone else to pass by and give her an excuse to leave this 'dingbat'. Without paying attention, Tatum bumps into Billie.
 
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Sunday Morning.


Elroy woke up in the town jail in his own cell, with no other occupants. The night before had been something that would turn a normal man insane, but was just another weekend for Elroy. It consisted of drinking, DUI, and pissing off the local cops. Nothing too out of the ordinary for him. Donning the same black jeans and sleeveless maroon hoodie, Elroy stood to his feet. A few moments later, a guard came to escort him to the front desk, where one of his older brothers was waiting for him. After getting a slap on the back of the head and being cursed out for being so stupid to get caught, the two finally walked out of the jail and into the street. Elroy loaded into the bed of his family's truck and hauled off to the house, out of town. They got dressed for church and came back into town, attending what little bit they could before the sermon was over.


After hearing the good word, Elroy walked out of the church by himself and stood around, trying to get rid of the pounding hangover whilst watching the other people.
 
Celia always felt awkward going to church. She smoothed down her white dress and looked at her mom. Why the woman had suddenly decided that they should go to church was beyond her. After all, it was only an occasional thing with them, usually on holidays. They more or less came to the agreement that God was there, but church messed with Pippa's work schedule. However, the older Merlouke seemed especially social today. She wandered around, her nose buried in a book. Distracted, she rammed right into someone's back. A startled scream escaped her as she looked up at the boy with dark brown hair. He... went to her school. "S-s-sorry..." she managed to stumble out as she bent down to get her book.
 
I wake up in my room and walk outside only after getting my clothes on and taking a quick shower. Its cloudy today, very dull and grey as usual.
 
Kyle -


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Kameil said:
I wake up in my room and walk outside only after getting my clothes on and taking a quick shower. Its cloudy today, very dull and grey as usual.
((Uhmmmm please be a bit more descriptive... its Sunday afternoon, my church usually ends about 20:30... sooo. Andmplease don't determine the weather, I planned it to be nice :/ sorry for sounding so picky. I apologize))
 
Sean didn't go to church. Well, not technically. He had been inside a church before, sure, but he'd never actually attended a service. He had wanted to, before, but his dad and his brother were always too busy to take him, and they practically forbid him from going alone. Whatever. He'd snuck out of the room early to go for a walk, which he did frequently, and somehow found himself just outside the church.


He breathed quietly to himself, adjusting his sweatshirt and sticking his hands in his pockets as he approached the door. He hesitated. Then he backed up and headed back towards the sidewalk. He could be rebellious, sure, but he was still new here, and he figured he should wait until tomorrow at school to start getting friendly. Not that he considered himself friendly.


Just as he started to walk on, people started coming out. He turned to look and saw a few kids who must have gone to his new school. Great. He turned completely, to get a better look, but said nothing. One guy bumped into another girl, and one girl bumped into a guy.


He felt a bit nervous, and no one here seemed his age. Great. He hesitated for a little bit more, unsure as to whether he should leave or stay a little longer. He adjusted his jacket again and simply stood there. Maybe he'd wait a few more minutes, then leave. Sounded like a good plan. So he waited.


(( Hi everybody!! =D ))
 
(( I'm assuming i'm the dude with brown hair.))


The sermon had been nearly painless for him, and pretty quick, especially since Elroy showed up late with thirty minutes left in the service. Church was somewhat awkward for him. He felt like he needed to go, but at the same time despised it because of his actions outside the building. Elroy wasn't exactly on the best terms with the Man Upstairs, at least he didn't think he was. As far as Elroy was concerned, he had a less-than-blissful afterlife ahead of him.


Shoving the thoughts out of his mind, he continued to stand and wait for his huge family to get done being neighborly with the rest of the church congregation. He had donned black trousers, his finer pair of boots, and a white shirt which unbelievably still had the sleeves on it. A tie finished the outfit. After lumbering around for a bit, he suddenly felt a slight bump in his back, followed by a loud scream. The audio took him by surprise more than the bump did, and he almost flinched. Spinning on his heel, he looked down at the girl, who was bending over to pick up her boot. "What kind of nerd brings a book to church?" he questioned himself, taking a moment to check her out as she was bending over. Refraining from allowing a sly grin to form on his lips, he simply smiled at her. He had seen the girl before, but didn't quite remember where.


"Y'alright?" Elroy asked, his rough, gruff accent noticeable right off the bat.
 
~Yeah, sorry if I wasn't clear~


She took the person in after she straightened up. She spoke as she took two steps back, "I-I'm f-fine..." She tried to avoid looking into his eyes, biting her lip. While she hugged her book to her chest, she stepped around him. "I-I t-think I'm g-going to go n-now." She nodded her head in his general direction
 
Figuring this was her only chance away from the annoyance, she walks quickly while Tatum was concentrated on the girl he bumped into. She walks over to Sean thinking it would be good to get to know someone. "Hey." The word came out awkward and quick. She wasn't one to throw herself to people and start random conversations. After all, she was shy, but anything to get away from all the ginger head jokes was worth doing. Smile. She throws on a slight smile and stares at him, still feeling weird. What if he was one of those kids who thought they were better than everyone? 


xXxKateKaysxXx said:
Sean didn't go to church. Well, not technically. He had been inside a church before, sure, but he'd never actually attended a service. He had wanted to, before, but his dad and his brother were always too busy to take him, and they practically forbid him from going alone. Whatever. He'd snuck out of the room early to go for a walk, which he did frequently, and somehow found himself just outside the church.
He breathed quietly to himself, adjusting his sweatshirt and sticking his hands in his pockets as he approached the door. He hesitated. Then he backed up and headed back towards the sidewalk. He could be rebellious, sure, but he was still new here, and he figured he should wait until tomorrow at school to start getting friendly. Not that he considered himself friendly.


Just as he started to walk on, people started coming out. He turned to look and saw a few kids who must have gone to his new school. Great. He turned completely, to get a better look, but said nothing. One guy bumped into another girl, and one girl bumped into a guy.


He felt a bit nervous, and no one here seemed his age. Great. He hesitated for a little bit more, unsure as to whether he should leave or stay a little longer. He adjusted his jacket again and simply stood there. Maybe he'd wait a few more minutes, then leave. Sounded like a good plan. So he waited.


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That reply was for you, lol just making sure you see it. I had to start a conversation with someone.
 
Elroy took note of her stutter, but wasn't sure if she was just embarrassed or had some kind of condition. She was good looking, but nonetheless he couldn't remember where he knew her from. His hardened, eagle-like eyes were locked on hers, embracing in their beauty. Elroy smirked as she immediately stepped around him, trying to escape herself from the confrontation. "Ain't the first time someone's ran away from me" was all he could think. He spoke out to her.


"Aren't you going to say 'hi' at least?", he said whilst turning his body to fully face her.
 
A greeting? It rarely crossed her mind. She tried to avoid talking unless it was necessary. Was she being rude? She couldn't be sure. A blush blossomed on her face. "H-hi," she whispered, ducking her head. She glanced around out of the corner of her eyes, looking for her mother. No sign of her. Celia waited for the boy-El something- to reply. She didn't want to seem like a terrible person.
 
Elroy could tell the girl was flustered. It almost made him smile, the way she blushed. It was a real turn-on for him. "Name's Elroy," he spoke out to her. The girl's eye movement indicated that she was looking for someone. Elroy figured she was looking for another escape and he couldn't help but chuckle. "Am I really that bad to talk to?" The question was a joke, but he braced himself for a painful reply.
 
Started, she looked up. Did it seem like she didn't want to talk to him. She waved one hand frantically in front of her. "O-of c-course n-not! I-I j-just I-I..." she stuck out her free hand as a last result. "I-I'm C-C-Celia..." She hoped he didn't think she was being rude. She just... It was hard for her to speak in complete sentences all the time.
 
It took a moment, but it finally clicked in his head that she wasn't exactly capable of speaking full, complete sentences all the time. He stopped his pestering immediately, afraid that the damage may have been done. Noticing her hand out, he reached out and grasped hers in greetings, his warm but mangled paw enveloping hers before releasing. "Good to meet ya. You go to school here, don't you?" Elroy's hands down to his pockets, fixing his thumbs into his pants pockets.
 
His hand completely engulfed her small one, but it didn't bother her much. Her hand felt cold when he let go. She nodded, glad that it was a yes or no question. Those were so much easier. She met his gaze a bit shyly, shifting her book to her other arm. She still wondered where her mother was, but she felt a bit at ease for now.
 
"Let me say, you look pretty hot today." Elroy complimented the girl, thankful that they were outside the church. Keeping his voice steady but relaxed, his egotistical confidence noticeable in his tone. He figured the compliment would make up for pestering the girl in the first place, and maybe earn him some brownie points. Elroy didn't have much interest in reading. In fact, he didn't know how to read some words. The book was uninteresting to him, but with nothing else to talk about and off on a bad start, he inquired about it. Nodding his chin up at her arm, "Whatcha readin' there?"
 
Celia squeaked when he complimented her, a blush covering her entire face. She glanced down at the book tucked in her arm. "A-a f-fantasy b-book. Y-you're n-n-not that i-interested, a-are y-you?" she could tell when someone wasn't actually interested in a topic. It was sweet of him to try though. She appreciated that.
 
Celia's blush sent a bolt of something through his system. It was something he was unfamiliar with, possibly even an emotion. It reminded him of a rush of electricity, like the time he stuck his finger in the running generator at home when he was younger. Whatever it was ,he couldn't put a finger on it. Nonetheless, he maintained complete composure and fake interest, even smiling slightly at the girl in front of him. "Sure I am. What's it about?"
 

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