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Realistic or Modern San Francisco School of the Arts

The San Francisco School of the Arts is an exclusive school that is situated on a hill over looking the city. Depending on your status (new student or not) you get one of the following letters in the mail.


Dear new student,


Welcome to the San Francisco School of Arts!



You have been chosen to attend due to your exceptional talent in one or more of the following areas.



Singing



Song Writing



Dancing



Playing an instrument



Our school is one of the top in the country and has produced many talented people. We are a unique school using non-traditional methods. All of our classes are taught by recently graduated students. As well as you, and your fellow classmates. Our facilities are top notch and feature: a recording studio, 3 stages, the latest technology, 2 dance studios, rehearsal spaces, and a computer lab. There are on campus dorms and each student gets their own room. We hope you accept this once in a lifetime opportunity!



Hope to see you here



SFSA staff.



P.S. You have been sorted into group A. Your teacher is Sam Foster.



Dear returning student.


Welcome to another year at San Francisco School of the Arts!



As you return for another year just a few reminders:



1. You will be sorted in to a new group that will contain new students, please help them out since they do not know how things work around here.



2. We just finished updating the computer lab and the record studio. All Sr. students have been taught how to use the new equipment. So ask them if you have any problems.



3. We added another larger rehearsal space due to demand for a larger one.



Hope you have another great year.



SFSA staff.



P.S. You have been sorted into group A. Your teacher is Sam Foster.



RULES:


1. All RPN rules apply



2. romance is encouraged but, when clothes come off fade to black.



3. If 1x1 chat becomes longer than 3 posts each move it to a PM. Then post in the main rp thread when ready. (I know this is hard but, it keeps posts from getting lost in 1x1 chatter and overwhelming other people)



4. no god-modding mary sues or the like.



5. Keep OOC in the IC thread minim. anything longer then a sentence or two should go in the OOC thread.



6. Please be sure to maintain some distance from your character. Conflict drives stories, but only when it's between characters; conflict between players is terrible and to be avoided. Please remember that a slight against your character is not a slight against you, and that your character does not necessarily know all of the things that you do. Drama is only fun when it's in character!



7. only make as many characters as you can handle(2 max)



8. I must approve your character before you post!



9. Third person please and 4 sentences min! No text talk please (unless texting someone)! And for the love of all NO ONE LINERS!



11. Life happens I know. So if you cannot post for any amount of time please tell me!



12. Try to be active at least one post a day remember what I said in rule 11



13. I have the right to kick you out for breaking rules you get three warnings then you are out.



Have fun!






The school




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the school continued

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RP will most likely start Monday evening. Tuesday evening at the latest, I am hoping to get a few more people to join!



















 

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Sam sat in the class room going over his roster for this year. He was wearing his usual outfit; a white button shirt, a black vest, black dress slacks, and dark brown dress boots. He saw a few people were dancers, he saw there was a 5th year student who was a dancer. He was relived, he made a note to ask her to be the main dance person for the class. He almost forgot one thing, he grabbed his cellphone and quickly text the students in his class.


[Hello students Sam Foster here! I forgot to tell you guys that we are in classroom A this year. See ya soon!]



He was not regular textr but, that was how casual the school was. He looked up to see his band coming in the back stage door.



"Hey, what's the weather like?"



He was curious since when he came here it was foggy and still nighttime. His band mate Dave responded



'Foggy and cold, like every morning.'



Sam nodded, it was a normal San Francisco morning, he was excited to be back at the school. When he graduated he never thought that he would be asked to come back. He had asked his band to come to the first day of class so they could perform a song. It was tradition to introduce yourself by performing. He finished going through his notes and stood up. They had decided to play Mr. Brightside. It was the first song he and band mates wrote while here. He walked up to his keyboard and messed with it while waiting for the students to arrive. The first bell was going to ring in 20 minutes, so he needed to do something to calm his nerves.






Akako was finishing her breakfast at the cafeteria when her phone buzzed, it was text from her teacher. She was wearing one of her nicer outfits; a black ruffle shirt, red tulle poufy skirt, a long sleeved black flowey jacket, black knee high socks, and black mary janes. She had her black hair pulled back in high pony tail with a red flower and curled her hair. She already got a few looks from other students, she stood up and put her dirty dishes in the bin by the trash can. She was excited that she got the opportunity to study here. She looked outside and saw that it was still foggy out. She had learned that it was almost always foggy in the mornings due to the marine layer. She went to her locker and grabbed out her back pack, she decided to head to class early, she walked around a bit before finding classroom A on the second floor. When she stepped in she saw a band warming up on the stage, she wondered which member was the teacher. She had heard about students performing on the first day so she had her band back in Japan record the instruments and back up vocals to a song so she wasn't left out. She sat down towards the middle of class room and waited for class to start.
 
Bobby woke up from the vibration of his phone. He read the text, then got ready pretty quickly. He showered, threw on some shorts with a Slash t-shirt. He grabbed his stuff and put in one of his earphones as he walked toward the classroom. He reached the classroom and saw the band, but didn't see Akako. He liked the song that was playing, it was Hooked on a Feeling by Blue Swede, he started dancing a little as he made his way down the aisle toward a seat, he danced past Akako, then sat down, still swaying a little in the seat.
 
Elizabeth finished showering and threw on a purple shirt, some black jeans, a leather jacket and some black boots. She got her guitar and headed towards classroom A. She was familiar with each classroom and she knew the teachers. She looked around and smiled admiring the new classroom
 
Sam looked up and saw a few of his students were already there, he then realized his band was playing hooked on a feeling. He turned to them.


"Come on guys, do you have to play that every time we warm up?"



He pointed to Bobby who was dancing along.



"Don't encourage them."



He was starting to get a little sick of that song especially since Dave, who played the drums, always acted like it was his first time playing them. Sam was meet with a reply from them all.



'Sam's hooked on a feeling'



Sam frowned at them and continued to tweak his keyboard. He looked up again and saw Lizzy, he was happy to see she had been sorted into his class. He was in the same group as her during his last year as a student.



"Hey Lizzy, how are you doing today."



He didn't recognize the other girl, he knew there were a few new students this year. He was excited to meet them.
 
Yori was sat in the cafeteria after just eating his breakfast he was lazing around a bit before needing to go to the classroom since it was still slightly early. He was wearing some gray jeans, a black tshirt, a beige colored leather jacket and black and red sneakers. He heard about what happens during the first day of classes everyone has to preform with what they do best so he was going to sing which was why he had his guitar with him. He got up and walked to the classroom with was classroom A while walking he was thinking of what to sing. He made up his mind just as soon as he saw the classroom he opened to door and walked in noticing they were already a few people in was he late he didn't know. He didn't know where to sit so he just stood by the door looking around.
 
Brooke skipped breakfast the morning. She got up super early to get ready for the first day of school. She wore a simple but nice outfit. Brooke saw a notification go up on her phone and thought it was a great time to arrive. Brooke walked to the class room and practically danced in. Brooke waved and smiled at Sam, her teacher. She took a seat next to Bobby and took a look at the other students. Brooklyn was asked to come to this school. It was a one of a time opportunity. There was no way she could've refused. She left her old performing arts school in Hollywood and came here. She glanced around at the other students. Everyone seemed very talented. She was a returning student like some others.


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"Hey Sweetheart!" He smiled at Brooke, he had seen her around before but they hadn't talked much. "How was your summer?" Bobby sat back in the chair and looked toward the teacher, "Im excited for this class, they were playing Blue Swede, got my groooove on already and I didn't even drink my coffee!"
 
Brooke smiled and rolled her eyes playfully. "Oh, when did you start calling me sweet heart?" she asked trying not to laugh. "Summer was great, I went back to Malibu, and saw a few friends. I may've met some new celebs," Brooke leaned back in her chair comfortably. "I'm pretty sure we're all excited, and I'm pretty sure you're lying about not drinking your coffee," Brooke said raising and eyebrow.
 
Jessica got out of the shower and dressed with the clothes she took out last night. She brushed her hair and applied some make up, she got her purse and headed towards classroom A. She walked around the halls like a model making some of the guys start to sweat. Some of them were her ex boyfriends and the others were guys who wanted to be her boyfriend. She finally arrived to the classroom with a smile on her face


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Bobby smiled at Brooke, then looked up at Jessica when she walked in and whistled, but then looked back at Brooke, "I swear, I havent had any coffee, but I did sleep like 5 hours, which was pretty awesome!" He was tapping his feet, "So what do.. uh you do again Brooke? Ive got an awful memory, Im sorry." Bobby smiled again
 
Sam looked up and saw a guy standing in the doorway.


"Don't be shy! Come in and sit down wherever you like!"



He knew that the first year at the school was always difficult. He didn't have assigned seating and there were plenty of seats for such a small class. He smiled at Brooke when she entered.



"Hello Brooke."



He knew all of the returning students, he looked at the new girl and at the new student who was in the doorway.



"I'm sorry you two must be wondering who I am. I'm Sam Foster, your teacher for this year. Please use this time before class starts to get to know each other!"



He finished tweaking his keyboard and told his band mates to do whatever they wanted to until class started, apparently that meant playing one hit wonders of 90's rock. He sat on the edge of the stage and started looking at his roster again.



Akako looked up when the guy playing the keyboard addressed the class. She soon realized that the guy was her teacher Sam. She realized this school was very different from her school in Tokyo. She didn't know anyone so she quietly sat and looked around a bit. She was acting a bit shy but, she was at a new school in a new country. She was nervous about being here she had seen some of the other students before in the halls but, she hadn't talked to anyone yet. It seemed like the other students already knew each other and the teacher.
 
Richard threw on a black shirt and some black pants and headed towards classroom A. He was a bit nervous about this year. Last year had been a complete disaster and it was better if no one talked about it. EVER. He entered the classrom and sat down quietly
 
Brooke rolled her eyes again with a smile. "Yeah, you know, I'll tell you about summer when your awake," she teased laughing. Brooke waved at Jessica as she walked by. She then turned back to Bobby. "Your a flirt huh?" she asked holding back a laugh. Bobby seemed so cheesy, but honestly Brooke wanted to get to know him more. Brooke looked up at Sam and just spoke out, "your glad this is a performing arts school, this is one of the only schools that I haven't ditched," Brooke smirked. She whipped her luxurious, silky hair around and saw some people holding back laughs. Sam was the only teacher she could talk to like that, he was outgoing and pretty cool.
 
Elizabeth sat down and took out her notebook. She started to write some of the lyrics for the new song she was working on. She already had the instuments recorded for her song but she needed to finish writing the lyrics as soon as possible.
 
Yori scratched his head before taking an empty seat next someone who looks like a similar ethnicity to him who the teacher also introduced himself to. He didn't really want to talk to anyone just yet and would rather just get settled in with everything a new way of life and a new country as well. He placed his guitar case on his desk and opened it looking at his guitar with a smile on his face.
 
"Me? A flirt? Never." He smiled, and looked a Sam, "Hey Teach!" He looked back a Brooke, "Im a nice guy, I just like to talk a lot, keeps me from doing dumb things like acting a fool. I cant get kicked out of this school too, but I like it here. Its amazing, I get to do the thing I love and be with people who love it too, whats better than that?"
 
Brooke looked at Bobby. "I know, I get that a lot. Sometimes acting like something I'm not, singing, and dancing are the only ways to take me away from my misery," Brooke turned away sadly. Her parents, who were extremely famous celebs, ignored her a lot and left her alone most of the time. She has siblings, and her parents cared for them more than her. She wasn't even supposed to be alive.
 
"So sing and dance away Sweetheart, anyone who makes fun of you for doing something you love here is just calling the Kettle black, Sweetheart." He patted her shoulder lightly, "We're all here cause we're all really good at something, and we want to make it what we do forever, at least thats my plan, but who knows how long forever will last, right?" He smiled to Brooke and put his right leg up, to where his foot was resting on his left knee, "Man, Im ready for this year to start."
 
Holly got up early not being able to sleep. She went down to the studio before most of the school was awake. She put on her tap shoes and started tapping away. Before she knew it she was almost late for class she ran out of the studio, not bothering to take off her shoes. She runs into the room, but she went through the door that lead to the stage and she tried to stop but her tap shoes slid and she stumbled out on center stage. Her face a pale shade of pink. She quickly made her way off stage apologizing to Sam. She slid into the closest seat to her and removed her tap shoes for normal sneakers.


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(Her outfit except her hair is down and has a headband)
 
Brooke whipped her blonde hair up and turned to Bobby. "You don't get it. It's not bullies, no one makes fun of me, its something else," Brooklyn dropped her head and sighed. She closed her crystal blue eyes for a second. Her parents never planned to have her, she was a mistake, an accident. She was confident at school, but at home, she thought lowly of herself.
 
He frowned a little, "C'mon sweetheart, you're here now, whatever it is out there, does it matter? You're with friends now. Plus you've got me, and Im pretty freakin' awesome." He put his hand on her back and rubbed in lightly. "Whats got you so glum?"
 
Brooke looked up, "You know, Bobby don't worry about me. I survived all these years, I'm fine." Brooke looked up pretending nothing happened. "You're still calling me sweet heart, huh?" Brooke asked giggling. She could admit that Bobby was pretty awesome, but he was still calling her sweet heart, and she just had to bring it up.
 
Sam looked at Bobby.


"They let you come back here another year? I thought for sure they would have put posters up saying 'Do not let this person on campus' with your picture on it"



He was joking of course, he had a hint of sarcasm in his voice when he said it. He smiled and saw that the two new students who were in class so far were sitting next to each other. He was happy to see that since new students were usually very shy and sat by themselves. He looked at his list, he was just missing 2 students. This made him happy since usually there were usually more missing on the first day. He looked at his watch and saw there was 8 minutes left before the bell rang. He didn't wan to think about that he was nervous to be the teacher.






Akako looked at the guy that sat next her, she looked at his guitar and decided to use it to get to know him.


"nice guitar."



She spoke with a heavy Japanese accent, she was nervous since she didn't know him.



"I'm Akako by the way, its my first year here."



She was nervous about that fact, this was one of the top art schools in America and she was invited to come here. She still remembered when she went to auditions for coming here. She never though in a million years she would have been accepted yet, here she was sitting in a classroom at the school.
 

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