Realistic or Modern Farveyl High [Mature]

[Mariam]

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Amari was still tired and her head was still hurting from last night but that wasn't gonna stop her plans for today. Amari did her usual morning routinue, She curled the tip of hair and wore a white T-Shirt and Denim Jeans. She was pissed at Octavia for blowing her off, She was so use to this, Everyone in her life would blow her off, Which would only make the light skin more angrier. Amari decided to go shopping today because tomorrow would be the first day back. Amari walked to the mall she went over to Victoria's Seceret And looked at the I'm unculturedrances. She bought a couple of lotions and perfumes, When she was done she looked around the stores and finally decided she was hungry the Light skinned girl walked upstairs to the food court. She spotted Octavia, A UnFamiliar and Adrian was it? She rolled her eyes. She was clearly still upset about what Octavia did last night. Yup, She was that person to hold grudges. Amari walked to the table she was sitting in.


"Oh Hey, How did it feel after you left me alone?" She asked sarcastically.


"I Can See, Your feeling better aren't you Huh?" She asked. "You've got like two other people here, Yet last night I was the only person with you, What did I do wrong huh?" She asked another question. Amari was so upset she could have put her hands on Octavia, But she wasn't because she knew she was making a big deal and she needed to control her anger.


"You know what? I don't know why i bothering even coming here, I'm making a big deal out of you" She scoffed. Clearly Amari was in her feelings. You could tell she was highly upset because she felt what her and Octavia had was special, It was just a dance and kiss, But a special dance and kiss to Amari.


"Well, Bye Now see you tomorrow" Amari said before walking out the food court.


The girl didn't even get her food.....


@Koala @Couldyoustfu

 

[Couldyoustfu]

Adrian nodded with a gentle smile at Hana's reply, before immediately taking on Octavia's offer and sat beside her with a quick 'thanks'. Friendly moving his arm to rest on her shoulders the Senior let his body relax on the uncomfortable booth, suppressing a yawn and politely looking away so to resist the temptation of looking at Octavia's phone screen.


"Oh you know, the usual. I was at Damien's for awhile but then some friends dragged me to some eighteen year old party's, then to a couple of clubs, I don't think anything bad happened. I'm not that sure though." He grinned, letting his glasses slid off so slightly as to reveal the tiredness of his eyes.


Turning his focuses back onto Hana the italian started speaking in his usual confident tone, casually running an hand through his dark hair. "Newbie huh? It seems like you are already used to this town's customs though. Where are you from? And oh don't worry about fitting in, it's not that hard." Adrian spoke from experience.


Truly the eighteen year old didn't know Hana enough to tell if she had the 'Royal' behavior, but for now her attractiveness and even the fact that she'd been at Damien's meant she was most likely used to the popular scene.


Glancing down at the arm he hadn't put around Octavia the male flinched slightly as he noticed something on his hand: it looked like a phone number, but it was slightly canceled and it's numbers had faded. Feigning innocence Adrian turned his neck back to Octavia with a casual grin, while hiding his hand in the inside od his pocket.


"I can tell your night went a little...out of control, I'd get a coffee if I were you."

 

[Ecstasyia]

After Octavia took a bite of her sandwich, she noticed Adrian slip his hand into his pocket, from what she could see from the rest of the hand hanging out it was a phone number. She blushed slightly, out of secondhand embarrassment, but couldn't blame him. Hell, she kissed a girl last night also.


She picked up her chip bag and pushed it to the middle of the table, sharing her chips. She had looked down for a while, but she gazed up again, feeling someone's presence.


When the light cleared out of the way, she saw a girl standing in front of their table, a particular girl. "Amari?" She whispered as the girl start spewing off events that happened last night.


Octavia buried her face in her hands, her cheeks flushing as her hair falls over her hands. After Amari stormed off, Octavia removed her face from her hands and shrugged, looking to Adrian for moral support and to change the subject.

 

[Couldyoustfu]

Adrian's jaw hang open for a while at the light skin rant, for a while unsure about who Amari had been shouting at.


He was positive he hadn't met the girl in question last night, so only two options were left as he glanced at Hana and Octavia. But the answer became obvious at the brunette's reaction.


"Dio santo," He let out in his original language, a snort and a fit of laughter threatening to break his mask of indifference. "You and, wow, um. Don't worry about it, that girl makes a big show of everything, she'll forget it in a week or so. You were drunk, after all." The Italian did his best to reassure her, but the image of the two girls kissing couldn't get out of his head.


Grinning stupidly the senior elbowed Octavia lightly in the ribs, trying to lighten the mood. "Why didn't you call me? I would have liked to watch, we could all have had a threesome after." He wiggled his eyebrows in mock invitation, but couldn't deny to himself that the possibility was more than a little invitating."


(Hey it's almost midnight here I got a test tomorrow so that will be it for me for today! Night)

 

[jiminie]

Hana Kim

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Hana smiled. She leant on the table, crossing her arms in front of her and watched Octavia and Adrian. Hana was still figuring the pecking order out, but she couldn't put her finger on whether Adrian and Octavia were at the top or not.


"I'm from Illinois originally." Hana shuffled, she knew people asked her that question when they were curious about which Asian country her heritage was. "Korean, though. We travelled a lot, so I'm from all over really." Hana didn't like talking about her parents, but she didn't mind mentioning her travels. She loved talking about the different cultures and people she met, though she suspected that these two weren't into that kind of conversation. Hana felt out of her depth, she enjoyed being around people but she wasn't the same as them. She wasn't the kind to go to parties, and get drunk. Hana looked at Adrian and noticed a few numbers on his hand, he quickly slid his hand away and Hana sat in silence, smiling as always. She certainly wasn't the kind to giver her phone number out at random.


A girl approached the table, seemingly quite angry at Octavia. Hana assumed that it was something to do with last night from the what she was saying, it appeared as though Octavia had an interesting night. A bit flustered, Hana took this as a sign to leave. She let out a subtle sigh before sliding out of her chair as quickly but gracefully as possible.


"I'm going to.. uh.. get something to eat. See you guys around." Hana smiled at the two she'd been sat with and gave them a small wave goodbye as she turned to walk to the counter. She got to the back of the queue and quickly darted in the direction of the food court exit. Thankful to be heading out of there, she pulled her phone out and put her earphones back into her ears and tried to not bump into people entering the food court. How much drama can a school have?

 

[Vitez]

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Jin blinks the sleep out of his eyes, rolling towards his nightstand to check his phone. "???*, I'll never get used to the time change." He groans. His family had just gotten back from a trip to South Korea late the night before, and Jin is still very jetlagged. However, he knows he might as well try to remind himself what America is like before he is forced to return to school the next day. Going to school was never a problem for Jin back in Korea, he was always a star student even with the pressures of the educational system there. That much hadn't changed for him since coming to America, he is well ahead of all the other students as far as grades go, as as long as this year goes well he is on track to becoming Valedictorian. The problem Jin has with Farveyl High is the people, not school itself. In South Korea, every single student was motivated to do their best in order to make their family proud, and all of them held themselves to the highest standards. God forbid they would disobey their parents. America could not be any more different. The laziness, disobedience, disrespect, and the failure of the students to realize what is truly important (that is, getting an education and bettering oneself for the good of the family) makes his stomach turn. Seeing his peers intentionally disrespect authority makes him long for Korea more than ever.


This year has to be different. Jin knows that to graduate from Farveyl High with more than a close group of friends will mean he has to loosen his morals significantly. He doesn't know if he has it in him, but he might as well try. The thought of potentially disappointing his parents and breaking the unspoken Korean social codes makes him anxious beyond belief. His stomach churns as he jumps out of bed, touseling his hair with one hand. Quickly, he jumps in the shower, thinking about the changes he has to make this year. His internal stuggle of what rules he can break and how far is too far has been going on since he left school the previous year, and Jin is surprised the constant worrying hasn't given him an ulcer yet.


He dries his hair and gets dressed in black jeans, a t-shirt that says something vaguely funny in Korean, Converse, and a black beanie. Looking at his wardrobe with distaste, he realizes he desparately needs to go to the mall and pick up some things. Scribbling a quick note to his parents in nearly-unreadable Hangul and grabbing his phone, keys, and wallet, he dashes out the door. He drives fast and recklessly as if he were in the middle of Seoul instead of in America. It takes a few warning honks from drivers around him to realize that the drivers here were not accustomed to his kamikaze-like driving and so he adjusts accordingly. Remarkably, he makes it to the mall in one piece. Before he can shop for clothes however, he has to stop for food.


He scrutinizes the food court with disgust, the fast and fake, deep-fried Asian food smell upsetting his stomach. What he wouldn't do for some authentic ??? or ???? right now. Deciding that he wants to keep his arteries unclogged until his late 60s, he opts for Subway, probably the least disgusting food in the court. Except for maybe the pizza. Also, he doesn't have to pull out his chopsticks to eat Subway, which is always a plus. Jin knows that no one has the audacity to make fun of him for using chopsticks outright because of the fear of being called racist, but he knows people still stare and talk behind his back. It doesn't matter, he could always curse them out in Korean without their knowledge.





After ordering and receiving a simple vegetable sub with some sort of meat on it, he hears someone at the tables say "Korean." Being foreign and coincidentally from that country, he latches onto that like mention his last hope. It's hard living in a new country, after all. He turns and locates the source of the voice, which is a small, beautiful Asian girl with pink and blue hair. Before Jin can approach her, however, she bids her goodbyes to the people she is sitting with and leaves.





"???," He mutters under his breath as he crosses the food court in puruit of the girl, wondering how to best approach her without startling her. He taps her on the shoulder gently, hoping she isn't too scared by it. He smiles, waves, and introduces himself, nervous that he might mess up his English. "Hi, I'm Jin. I hope I didn't scare you. I heard you mention Korea in Subway, and I just moved here from there not too long ago. I'm a senior at Farveyl High now. Are you new here too?" He asks, hoping he is understandable through his accent.





* ??? is the Korean equivalent of "Aw man"





@Koala

 

[jiminie]

Hana Kim

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Hana tried to get out of the food court as soon as possible, the smell of food was making her nauseous and it made her uncomfortable. As she neared the exit, however, she slowed down, only to feel a light tap on her shoulder. It was a young Asian boy, who looked the same age as her. He seemed pleasant enough, so Hana pulled her phone out of her pocket and paused her music. She managed to hear part of what he said, but she put the pieces together for the rest.


"Hey! Sorry, was listening to music." Hana blushed and gestured to her phone. "Yeah, I'm Korean originally. Well, born in the US. But my family is Korean, we travelled back and forth a lot." At this point, Hana was tripping over her words and clumsily fidgeting with the phone in her hand. She had tangled her earphone wire up and was haphazardly trying to untangle it before giving up. "Oh, yeah, I'm Hana! Nice to meet you." She smiled.


The food court was getting busier, she and Jin were still pretty much stood in the exit. "Have you eaten?" She gestured towards the numerous food outlets around them and laughed a little. Hana could have punched herself. She immediately felt stupid. Not because she didn't want to get to know Jin, but more because of the choice of activity. Food. Really Hana? Great. Hana waited for Jin's reply, hoping she hadn't just made a massive fool of herself.


@Vitez

 

[Vitez]

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"Hey! Sorry, was listening to music." The girl says, blushing. Jin is glad he didn't scare her and that she is kind enough to actually talk to him instead of pegging him as a foreigner and making a rude remark. If there is one thing Jin hates about America the most, it is how Americans treat foreigners. It's as if most of them have forgotten that everyone deserves to be treated with respect and basic human decency regardless of their accent or background. Now, Jin doesn't hate America in the slightest, it will just never compare to his homeland. And it's true that Koreans have much of the same problems in America, especially with accepting foreigners. But it's hard to be critical of one's own country, especially when one misses it dearly.





"Yeah, I'm Korean originally. Well, born in the US. But my family is Korean, we travelled back and forth a lot." She says, fumbling with her phone and earphones. Jin can't help but smile, this girl is incredibly cute. His parents would approve. Just thinking about parental approval starts the debate back up in his head and he loses his appetite. Which, by the way, only happens once in a blue moon. Jin could eat all day every day and be totally content. It's a miracle he's stayed thin and lanky throughout his life. He's always chalked it up to genetics and his constant dancing, otherwise, he is sure he would be nearing 600lbs by now. "Oh, yeah, I'm Hana! Nice to meet you." She, Hana, says, smiling and giving up on her headphones. "Have you eaten?" She asks. It is only then that Jin realizes that he has totally abandoned his Subway order. Oh well, meeting Hana is clearly worth it to him. After laughing, the expression on her face changes, and it's not a happy one. Jin easily puts two and two together and realizes that this beautiful and sweet girl has less than an amicable relationship with food.





"You know, I ate before I got here, I'm not very hungry. Is there anything else that you still need to do, I'd be happy to accompany you...only if you would like of course." He adds, blushing a little. He definitely wants to get to know Hana, but if she isn't up to it he wouldn't dare bother her. One moral standard he would never let go is treating women with respect. He awaits her answer with a smile



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@Koala

 

[LastRomeo]

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Jaemin had always been a ridiculous lightweight. He'd barely had that much to drink the previous night, but there he lay, with his head throbbing in pain and being completely and utterly exhausted. His best guess was that he had passed out on the couch as soon as he had gotten home, since he was still wearing last night's clothes. He sighed, reaching to rub the exhaustion out of his eyes. He sat up, groaning as a shot of pain tore through his skull again.


It could always be worse, but thankfully his mother was on vacation with her friends. There were no threatening sticky notes on the coffee table this time. He stood, and began to make his way to his room to freshen himself up. When he reached it, he ran his hand over his face tiredly, rummaging through his dresser for something to wear. He didn't care enough to put on anything remotely impressive, so a black sweatshirt that was honestly too big for him and some jeans would have to work.


After going through the rest of the morning motions, he found himself rummaging through his kitchen to no avail. He hadn't gone grocery shopping in a while, so everything was pretty care. It seemed like he'd have to go out and face the music. He let out another sigh, looking around for his sunglasses. Once he found them, he took his phone off of the counter and walked to his car. The closest place where easily accessible food was available that he could think of was the mall, so that became his destination. In a short while, he was pulling into a parking space, going to fill the meter with the last of his quarters.


The uncomfortable yet familiar smell of the food court greeted him before long, he ended up getting soda and a pretzel, not wanting to stand in line for some actual food just yet. He sat down, ignoring the group at a nearby table and sunk his head into his hands, still very tired.

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[jiminie]

Hana Kim

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The offer to do something else sent a wave of relief through Hana's body and she immediately relaxed. Able to feel a bit more relaxed, Hana couldn't help but blush, she looked down at her feet causing her hair to fall on her face. Looking back up at Jin, she pushed the strands of pink and blue hair behind her ear and smiled. Oh my gosh. Sick of feeling clumsy with her phone, she shoved it in her pocket and straightened her posture up.

"Oh, I don't have anything that needs to be done." Hana quickly tried to think of something else to do. Shopping was never usually a safe option with guys, what guy wants to be dragged around shopping. "I don't know anything around her, it's my first time in the mall. Honestly, I just came to try make friends what with school starting tomorrow." Hana's mind was blank, she couldn't think of anything to do, but the fact Jin asked to do something other than eat food was a relief.


"We could just wander around the mall?" Hana sighed, she knew it was a poor idea but due to being completely clueless about the surrounding area, it was the only thing she could think of. "Unless you can think of something?" The last thing she wanted was to seem desperate, because she most certainly wasn't. It was simply nice to have someone interested in what she had to say, or so it would seem at least. Hana smiled and twisted her fingers around one an other waiting for Jin's response.


@Vitez

 

[ambiguities]

MASON ANTONIO AVANA

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Before Mason could push the door open, he was slammed against the wall. It took him a split second to look at her, slightly amazed at her strength given her lust-driven state. As Thea pressed her soft lips to his, he lost all rationality, his hand drifted to her hip settling there as he pulled her impossibly closer. When her hand found their way under his shirt, touching his sculpted torso, he bit back a moan, instead kissing her back with as much force as she had given, maybe even a bit more. Their kiss was cut short as he heard pounding footsteps making their way up the stairs.


Mason opened his eyes that he wasn't aware were closed, and glanced at the staircase, adjusting his shirt so it fell limply over his stomach. By the time he looked back at Thea, she had already fixed herself and thrown her arms over the interrupter, Damian. Shit indeed. Mason was sure he looked rugged, with his breaths coming out in slight pants and his lips were sure to be a bit red, he didn't know which would give it away. But knowing Damian, he knew that he wouldn't pay attention to such minor details, not unless he caught them in the act. Plastering a fake smile, Mason played along with Thea's cover. "Yeah, Where were you?" By this time, Thea had already left, not sparing a glance at him.


He attempted to brush away the disappointment but it stung, minimally though. Damian stared at Mason with glazed eyes, "Sorry man, There have been some confrontations here and there, and I had to watch so nothing would be broken, " He paused, "Hey, your girlfriend- Bambi, Bonnie, B- No- Bailey! Yeah, she's waiting for you downstairs." His words were slurred, and by the dazed look in his eyes Mason could tell that he was about to pass out any second. Nodding, he slipped passed his best friend, and went down stairs.


He found Bailey waiting by the door, her eyes wandering back and forth before it landed on Mason. She gave him a small smile, to which he didn't return, and exited the house with Mason following close behind. When they reached his car, he pressed the unlock button before he tossed her the keys. "Considering that you didn't drink tonight, you wouldn't mind dropping me off first?" She nodded, almost obediently, before her brows furrowed in confusion. "What do I do with your car?" He shrugged, hopping into the passengers seat waiting for her to get in.


By the time he made it home, all the lights were off in the spacey mansion a lonely glass of water stood on top of the island table in the kitchen. He smiled, reminding himself to thank Rosa before drinking it and heading upstairs. Mason carefully tiptoed into his room, peeled his clothes off his body and slipping into a pair of comfortable gray sweatpants before jumping into his bed.


His dream ended abruptly, as he was shaken back into reality. His eyes opened, his eyelashes faintly batting against his eye lids when he blinked. Mason threw his duvet off of him and yawned, leaving his room and entering the conjoined bathroom. He brushed his teeth lazily, his mind foggy and his head slightly pounding. The headache wasn't as bad as he'd usually get, but it wasn't pleasurable. After he was done he took off his pants and went into the shower, his body feeling sticky and musky from the events that occurred last night.


"I honestly hope that there is some pancakes left for me, because I think I'll just about cry if there isn't." Mason announced as he stepped down the last couple of steps before entering the kitchen. "Don't worry, Cleo made sure I saved you some before she left." Rosa, a short hispanic woman who seemed to be a bit older than 50, smiled at Mason.


"Thanks for the water." She nodded, bringing out a plate of blueberry pancakes and sliding it over to him. He tore a piece of the heavenly goodness, and threw it into his mouth, groaning at the orgasmic taste. "Chico, you really need to stop coming in so late! What are you going to do when school starts?" Mason shrugged. In response she shook her head, and took something out of her apron pocket before rounding the table and handing it to him. "Get yourself together." She flicked his temple, causing him to wince. He playfully snatched the phone from her grip and opened it. A voicemail from Thea.


He debated for a few moments on whether or not he should listen to the message. He shook his head, stuffing the phone into his pocket before standing up and grabbing a set of keys that were aligned on hooks. "I'll be back later!" He left the house, locking the door on the way out. The car he had picked just so happened to be one of the cars he had payed for, the money coming from a job he had quit a while back. It was a 1967 mustang gt500, the previous owner had been itching to get rid of it so he gladly took it without question. Entering the car, he stuck the key into the ignition, revving the engine before backing out of the driveway and following the familiar route to Thea's house he had etched into his head.


When he arrived, there was only one car in the driveway. He sighed, a gush of relief washing over him as he pressed the doorbell.


(yeah wow a novel in the making or what??? @Bhlow )

 

[Vitez]

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@Koala

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Jin notices Hana immediately relax after he suggested something besides eating. He is glad he said the right thing (in English too, which is quite a feat) and avoided a situation that would have been uncomfortable for Hana. She blushes, looks at him, and pushes her hair behind her ear, smiling. All the while Jin couldn't believe his luck at finding such a sweet girl completely by chance. Hana radiates gentleness and innocence and all Jin can think about while looking at her is his desire to make sure she is happy and comfortable. That might seem lame for an eighteen year old teen guy, especially one who is currently trying to not be so uptight, but he can't help it. He would never want to see a girl, especially a girl like Hana, get hurt in any way.​

"Oh, I don't have anything that needs to be done. I don't know anything around here, it's my first time in the mall. Honestly, I just came to try make friends what with school starting tomorrow." Hana replies. "Well, that makes two of us. I've decided I definitely need to make some new friends to even survive senior year at Farveyl High." Jin laughs as if he were making a joke, but his statement was completely true. He knows that if he doesn't try to fit in, he'll get eaten alive. "We could just wander around the mall? Unless you can think of something?" Hana sighs. He can tell she wants to think of something better but can't. "Honestly, I don't know this area very well so I'm not sure what's around. Let's walk around for awhile and people watch and see if we can meet any fellow Farveyl High students and if we think of something better to do we'll go from there." Jin smiles at her. "I heard there was a huge party yesterday, did you go? I couldn't because I was in Korea but I heard it was the party of the year." He asks casually as they begin walking. He cannot take his eyes off Hana, and he looks forward to getting to know this charming girl.



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[jiminie]

Hana Kim

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The mall was full of people. It had reached midday an hour or two ago now and everyone was out shopping, including a lot of Farveyl High students. Hana didn't know any students other than the few had met last night, and she wasn't sure whether that was a good thing or not. None-the-less, Hana was glad she was with Jin right now. He made her feel at ease, much more so than last night.


"Well, that makes two of us. I've decided I definitely need to make some new friends to even survive senior year at Farveyl High." Hana laughed at Jin's comment about senior year, she found it nice he was making a joke about the upcoming year. She needed humour, often being too serious about school, it was a relief to be able to relax and joke about it. He broached the subject of last night's party. Hana smiled and tried to stay relaxed.


"Yeah, the party was big. Bit of a disaster for me, though." Hana remembered the previous night and what had happened with Darius. She was still baffled and confused by the whole ordeal, but she decided that alcohol, parties and drama was not her scene. Hana was up for trying new things but she refused to change herself on account of a new school. As much as she wanted to fit in, she disliked having to act in certain ways in order to make friends.


"Wait, you only just got here yesterday? Aren't you tired?" Hana was surprised at how well he was functioning on the time difference and assumed jet lag. "Gosh, how are you functioning". Hana recalled her own jet lag when she had come back from her own visits to Korea, every time she'd come back half-dead with tiredness. Maybe that was just her, Hana needed more sleep than most people, and was always exhausted if she got any less. She looked back towards Jin and noticed he'd been looking at her the whole time. Immediately blushing she quickly averted her eyes in front of her and focused on where she was going, trying to avoid being bumped into.


@Vitez

 

[Vitez]

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As midday hits, the mall begins to fill until it becomes harder and harder to skirt around people and weave through the crowd. Jin couldn't care less about crowds though, as getting to know Hana is worth every awkward push through throngs of people. He is incredibly grateful that Hana is attending Farveyl High with him, as he wouldn't be able to bear the pressures of the school without someone who knows him well by his side. Hana is turning out to be just that person. Even though they just met, their conversation is beginning to flow naturally and they are enjoying each other's company with a comfort that feels like they have known each other for years.





"Yeah, the party was big. Bit of a disaster for me, though." Hana says, staring off into space and undoubtedly recounting the events of the night before. Looking at her, Jin doubts that a party like that would be her scene. Then again, they just met and Jin realizes that it would be foolish for him to think he knows this girl. They had barely scratched the surface of each other's lives. That being said, Jin wouldn't mind talking to Hana the whole day, learning what kind of thoughts ran through her beautiful mind.





"I bet it would have been more of a disaster for me though," Jin smiles, trying to make light of the situation to pull her out of her thoughts. "I mean, with this accent, these foreign clothes, and my tendency to muddle my English when I get flustered? I would have been laughed out of the party for sure." He chuckles, but what he said wasn't far from the truth. From what he'd heard and his little experience at Farveyl High, he knows the people there can be vicious and cruel. He hopes that Hana will never have to experience any of the cruelty of their peers. This desire to protect extends well past Hana, Jin knows he would help anyone who needed his help. His willingness to be a protector isn't just because of his background or the morals instilled on him by his parents or his country, it's just second nature to him.





"Wait, you only just got here yesterday? Aren't you tired? Gosh, how are you functioning." Jin chuckles at her surprise. "My family and I have flown to and from South Korea many times, I have gotten very efficient at timing out sleep. That being said, I'm still a little jetlagged, I will never get used to the time difference, but I manage." Hana noticed that Jin's been looking at her and she blushes. With the mall being busy and Jin paying attention to Hana, he doesn't notice the person heading straight into her path until it is almost too late. Just before there is a collision, Jin protectively puts his arm around Hana and gently pulls her into him so she is out of the path of the other person. With the accident avoided, Jin takes his arm back and runs his fingers through his hair. "Ah, sorry..." He mumbles, blushing.





@Koala
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[Bhlow]

Thea Grace Malone

Thea grinned when she heard the doorbell and hastily put on a lacy robe to cover up the sheer nightgown. On the last second before leaving the room she remembered to close the curtains, not willing to give Darius who lived next door anything to see just in case he had been looking - although she highly doubted it.


Thea bounded down the stairs, meeting Chikelu on the way, and hugging her lightly, "thank you for the breakfast" she muttered appreciatively, "and take the rest of the day of - please". She than ran the rest or the way, stopping at the door before finally opening.


"Took you long enough" she said slyly, slipping her hand in his, and pulling him in gently. The hand holding was what she saw him and Bailey do so often, a regular and comfortable pattern of theirs and it stirred jealousy in her - because the girl had what she didn't. Mason looked to be in a slightly worse shape than her, considering her hangover was non existent, and she considered for a moment if they should go straight to her bedroom - before denying herself that possibility for a moment longer.


"Come on, let's cure your hangover" she said, tugging on his arm and leading him through the light, designer decorated hallways into the kitchen. She prepared an Alka-Seltzer, just as Chikelu had done for her and passed the fizzy drink to Mason. "Drink this for your reward" she whispered, pressing herself against him.


She then took a couple paces back until she was standing against the counter on the other side of the kitchen and untied the sash of the robe she had on - leaving her in the sheer nightgown in front of him. It was at that precise moment that his phone went off in his pocket, with the ringtone he had set specifically for Bailey, and she froze awaiting his reaction, urging him to ignore it with her eyes.

 

[Ecstasyia]

Octavia waved bye to Hans, before turning to Adrian and slapping his arm. Although, it her her hand more than it hurt his body. "It wasn't that intimate. Plus, gross." Octavia said before excusing herself from the table, crumbling up her half eaten sandwich and trying to find the closest trash can.


Once she did, the threw away to trash, then wiped her hands of her shorts. She walked back to the table, she sat down on the opposite side of Adrian. She placed her palms on the wooden table and leaned forward.


"Wanna go walk around the mall?" She asked Adrian, taping her foot against the chair's leg. She hadn't been to the mall a lot this summer. Her headache was clearing, thanks to the food; So she could handle walking around for a little while.


@Couldyoustfu

 

[Couldyoustfu]

He too nodded his goodbye's to Hana, before making a fake hurt expression at the girl beside him, rubbing the spot where she had hitten.

"Actually I bet it was very hot, but whatever."

He followed with his blue irises Octavia's form as she went forth and back to the trashcan, nodding at her question.

The italian could use a walk, else he'd fall asleep right on the Subway table.

Raising his tall body from the chair Adrian waited for Octavia to do the same, before calmly walking the mall's large halls. Many younger teens ran around, most likely freshmen, jumping from a shop to another in the hope to impress the other students on the day that would follow.

"I can't believe summer is already over, tomorrow we're going back to that fucking school. I seriously hope the drama isn't going to be that strong this year with those goddamn Sophomores and Freshmen." He spoke in a sarcastic tone, since he seriously doubted that he'd finally have a drama-free year. His last year.

His mind swinged back to the Korean girl from before, one of the senior's eyebrows raising on instinct. He couldn't really tell Hana's age, so he relied on Octavia's conscience.

"That girl from before Anna, Hana, whatever her name was, she was hot. Is she your next make out target?" He asked with an ironic grin, expecting another one of Octavia's punches.

He and the brunette had known each other for a long time, and she was the only one he truly respected out of the girls he knew.
@Koala​

 

[Ecstasyia]

"Ugh, I know." Octavia replied, referencing to Adrian's earlier statement. "Summer went by so fast. I swear I was hearing the end of the year bell 2 days ago." She slipped her hands in her back pockets. Ignoring Adrian's remark about her sex life, she began to look down at her shoes again. Even though she's known Adrian for a long time, it still didn't mean her anxiety had gone away. Luckily, he didn't tease her about like the rest of the kids did. Suddenly, Octavia was knocked back into real time by Adrian's Italian accent. Before she could reply, she knocked straight into a girl. Her hot coffee spilling all over Octavia's black shirt.

"Fuck!" Octavia yelled. She hardly cussed, that's how you knew it hurt. Not helping, the bratty sophomore pushed Octavia back and snarled.


"Watch where you're going, pig face!" She threw her napkins at Octavia, then continued walking. Octavia grasped a napkin out of the air, and scrunching her shirt with it. Her skin was hot and tender to the touch.


"Ow!" She winced, grabbing more paper towels. She ignored the rudeness of the girl, and focused on getting the sticky, hot coffee of of her skin.

 

[jiminie]

Hana Kim

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"Aw no, your English is good!" Hana tried to reassure Jin, his English was very good and he was a very well spoken young man, in Hana's eyes anyway. But Hana knew what he meant. Moving to so many different countries meant that Hana had to deal with bullies judging her for her accent. She eventually learnt to ignore them, embracing her Korean accent which had somewhat disappeared by now. Hana laughed though, she appreciated his effort.


In the midst of conversation, Hana tried to ignore the massive number of people around her. It helped that she was walking through them all with Jin, he provided a small protective barrier, preventing people from thinking she was invisible. Hana liked that about him, he had protective vibes and she assumed it was the same with everyone he met, that he was just that type of person. She smiled and looked up at him.


"My family and I have flown to and from South Korea many times, I have gotten very efficient at timing out sleep. That being said, I'm still a little jetlagged, I will never get used to the time difference, but I manage." Hana admired his persistence. If it was Hana with jet lag, she would be in bed for four days straight only rising to eat. She didn't do well with sleep. Hana kept looking up at him, only for a few seconds, but it was long enough that she didn't see the oncoming person.


With a gentle tug, Jin put his arm around her and pulled her into him at the same time, Hana grabbed his forearm in a slight fear response. A bit baffled, Hana let out a nervous laugh, she was speechless for a few seconds, but Jin broke the silence by apologising. His apology made Hana blush.


"No, no, it's okay, thank you!" Hana's hand and sharp nails were still on Jin's arm and she'd gripped him so tight she assumed her nails had probably made a dent in his skin by now. "Oh, gosh, sorry!" She quickly removed her hand and let it fall down at her side, her head did the same and she looked down towards the floor, twisting her fingers in-between one an other again.


@Vitez

 

[Couldyoustfu]

Adrian hummed in agreement, glaring at a younger kid who brushed against his shoulder. The mall was extremely packed, after all. He was about to make a comment about it before a girl knocked into her companion, and the italian took a step back on instinct.

"E che cazzo!*" He glared at the girl that had knocked into Octavia, had it been a male he'd probably grab him by the collar and force him to apologize, but that wasn't the case.

"Fucking idiot." He cursed loud enough for the leaving girl to hear, and then turned to Octavia.

With a shake of his head and a sigh he extracted a clean napkin to the brunette, smiling apologetically.

"What a bitch, maybe you should go wash it off. I can take my shirt off and lend it to you, I'll wear my jacket instead." He pointed toward said piece of clothing tied around his waist.

He'd probably feel the September's heat more than he'd like to, but Adrian suspected the coffee stained, greasy shirt didn't feel exactly great.
@Ecstasyia
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[ambiguities]

MASON ANTONIO AVANA

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Mason allowed Thea to drag him through the house he had seen many times before, most of them in situations that had left their clothes trailing up the stairs. The ride there had given enough time for his headache to heighten slightly so he was thankful that Thea had offered something to lessen the pain. He took the glass and downed it all in one go, trying his best not to savor the bittersweet after-taste of the less than satisfying drink. As she pressed her body against his she could feel her voluptuous body under the thin fabric of her attire.


He set the glass back on the table and looked stared at Thea as she founded the table, standing across from the table from him as she untied her robe, revealing her loose near-transparent nightgown. Fuck. Just as he was about walk over to her, he felt his phone ring in his back pocket. He winced as the familiar ringtone echoed through the house. He stared at Thea as she stared at him with a daring look. He let the phone ringtone die out until silence filled the house. But the silence was quickly disrupted when it started again. "Let me just see what she wants?" He pulled out his phone, asking Thea.

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[Bhlow]

Thea Grace Malone

Thea took a small step towards him, glad he hadn't answered the phone but she froze in place as it started ringing again.


"Let me just see what she wants?". She looked at him for a moment before turning around and picking the robe up, off the floor. She tied it back around herself, deadly calm. "Answer it", she muttered, not listening to their conversation. She tuned out, instead reaching the top cupboard in the kitchen on her tip toes, and grabbed a packet of lollipops, only turning to him once he had finished.


"Now get out" She said dangerously, eyeing him with disgust. He would always pick her. And looking at him she drilled that notion into her head. He always had picked her, and he always would - she was just embarrassing herself in front of him. "You know your way out", she said after a moment, before turning on the heels of her bare feet. She walked up the stairs, quaking in fury, rage and humiliation, because she truly didn't understand - she was better, more beautiful, intelligent, popular, quick witted, and everything Bailey wasn't, and yet at the end of the night he went back to her, like a dog to it's master. She opened her curtains back up, there would be nothing to not see today, and perched on the edge of her bed, cupping her hand over her mouth as she waited for the door to slam.

 

[Ecstasyia]

Octavia smiled thankful at Adrian. What would she do without him. But luckily, she had a sweatshirt that hadn't been soaked tied around her waist. She could slip that on instead. Unfortunately, her bra had been soaked along with her shirt. So she couldn't wear a bra. But hopefully Adrian wouldn't notice.


She spotted a women's restroom in the distance. She excused herself, before rushing into the bathroom, peeling of her wet clothes and slipping the in her bag. She slipped on the sweatshirt, then walked back out. There was a little more jiggle than normal, but that was fine.


(Sorry it's so short, currently with family.)

 

[Couldyoustfu]

Adrian nodded, casually stealing a glance at her form's as she walked off.

As she went through her changing struggle the senior extracted his phone from his pocket, scrolling through some social networks.

With the whole mass of new students arriving his phone was exploding with follows and likes, all from people who wished to please his ego. They were mastering said job. A smirk covered the tall teen's lips as he followed back only a couple of attractive sophomore's and let his phone fall back into his pocket. The male started tapping his foot impatiently while waiting for Octavia to return, so he casually turned toward the closest shop's window to observe it's insides. Adrian set his sight on an extremely classy and expensive looking watch, and by the time Octavia excited the bathroom it was already around his wrist.

He became poorer by three hundred dollars, nothing his credit card couldn't take.

"There you are," He greeted the girl back as soon as she made her return, and immediately noticed there was something different about her. Not quite catching the absence of her bra immediately, else he'd probably mock Octavia to no end, Adrian smiled lightly at the brunette.

"Now that you're fixed what do you wish to do? A friend told me there was a party tonight, but I can't really show up to school looking like a zombie tomorrow."

It was a little bit of a tradition for the italian to dress better then usual on the first day, nothing too extreme such as a suit, but enough to impress.
@Ecstasyia (It's fine, feel free to reply whenever you wish)​

 

[Bhlow]

Thea Grace Malone

Thea winced when she did hear the slam. and surprised herself when she noticed tears were running down her face. She dried the tears with the back of her hand and steadied herself with small breaths. She didn't know what drove her next actions, maybe her anger, pain or the fact that she was tired of constantly being used, but she picked up her phone, and went on twitter, typing up a two word status "We're over". She looked over it again before tweeting it, and considered the consequences of her actions. Mason would read it and understand; what it meant for them. Everyone else would read it and think the power couple, Damian and Thea had broken up - that would have social consequences. She considered the fact that if he decided to have another girlfriend, her status as Queen Bee would be threatened - hell it was already threatened, she had just decided to break up with him over twitter, and he didn't even know why. If it came to him getting a girlfriend, then she would have to tear both of them down by informing everyone he was gay - but that would compromise her position because she had acted as his girlfriend. She finally decided to put her phone down as the notifications started blowing up - the politics of the social hierarchy was a mess.


She groaned and stood up, heading over to her stash of alcohol - the one she hid in her room and she opened a vintage whisky there. "Cheers to under-age drinking" she muttered, wondering how it was that after two minutes of being single she was already talking to herself, before she took a swing. With the liquid courage in her system she dialled Darius' number, and avoided snapping at the fact that it went to voicemail - what was it with guys these days? She considered for a moment if she had ever even called Darius before - it seemed today was a day of firsts. She placed the phone between her shoulder and ear and recorded her message after the tone. "Darius" She said, for a second unsure of herself - this was probably a bad idea. "What do you do when a girl that you really like - scrap that, I know you're incapable of emotion; if a girl you want to get with turns you down? Don't tell me alcohol because I've already started on that remedy, nor drugs because I'm about to start on that one". She said while unwrapping a pack of cigarettes and lighting it. Thea hung up, opening a window in the room, to give the smoke a way to exit before an idea popped into her head. She didn't need a remedy from Darius. Shopping was her remedy.


She wished she hadn't told Chikelu to take the day off, wishing she as a family member could be her remedy, but instead she dressed herself in shorts, that barely covered her perky ass, boots that did wonders to her legs, and a simple low cut tank top to finish her outfit off. This day can only get better, not worse. She repeated to herself as a mantra, as she slipped on hoop earrings and headed outside. She drove drove her sleek BMW that screamed money and wealth to the nearest mall, and strutted out, slamming the door and locking the car as she headed inside through the revolving doors of the mall. She glanced down at her phone, for the last time before she was to start her shopping exhibition and almost laughed and the texts that were incoming, expressing their worries, asking if she was okay and telling her it would feel better. She felt perfectly fine if she ignored the pain in her chest, even better when she thought of using her gold card. She passed the first shop, heading to Mulberry first, and leaving the shop 10 minutes later with two bags already strung around her arms.


Mentioned: @ambiguities @Atsuko