I personally love the High School RP idea, so I'm resurrecting it.

So, post your character's name, gender, age, personality, appearance, clique, and anything else you feel you need to share with us. Here's a hot plate of copypasta to make your lives easier.

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Personality:
Appearance:
Clique:
Other:

After that, once you begin the RP, everyone begins on the first day of school, so RP appropriately. Also, don't hesitate to join. Once you have your application done, you can enter and start RPing no problem. I'll put all character info in this post for future reference, plus a summary of any big information, labeled "STATUS". There are also several cliques, (several meaning an absurd amount of), which anyone may join. They are labeled here:

Greasers- Shop junkies, who love bikes, cars, leather and looking tough. They look tough, and they are usually very poor. Usually enemies of the Preppies.
Preppies- Rich kids, spoiled and catered for to the point that everyone is usually disgusted by them. They LOVE eachother though, and love their money even more. Usually the leaders in popularity. Usually enemies of the Greasers.
Jocks- Sports-lovers, who usually work out obsessively. Usually enemies of the Nerds.
Nerds- Tech-savvy, intelligent, and usually socially outcasted. They normally dislike P.E, and are enemies of the Jocks and Bullies.
Gangsters- Bad kids from the wrong side of town. They love violence and revel in their rebel image. Enemies of everyone.
Bullies- Like to pick on everyone, especially new kids and nerds. They are usually cold and relentless
Popular- The inner circle kids, who rule the social empire. Most people love them, and they are usually pretty rich.

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STATUS: First day of school. Students are now arriving. Classes have begun. There are play auditions currently underway. Next period is Lunch.
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Character list:

Name: Chase (CarChaseCityMan)
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Personality: Fun-loving, blunt, and unafraid of size, status, power, or position. He will always say what he feels, but has no problems lying, stealing, or sometimes even violence if he feels necessary.
Appearance: Long black hair, with jeans, a long sleeved shirt and 7 year old sneakers. He is tall, with a slightly lean physique. Not buffed, but well off. Pretty much average in body looks.
Other: Has a compulsive tendency to steal things, especially cars and motorcycles. He has no problems stealing anything, and never cares about consequences. He also has a keen sense of awareness from being chased by police for so many years.
Clique: Insanity, Inc.

Name: Andie Watson
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Personality: Sarcastic and at times quite dramatic; feminist; environmentalist; intelligent, witty, and a tad egotistical (but only a tad ;P).
Appearance: Shoulder-length, shaggy brown hair that she usually wears in a ponytail; brown eyes; no freckles or acne. She's about 5'7". Has a small scar over her left eyebrow from when her little brother, Blaine, catapulted a matchbox car at her. Always wears Converse and a t-shirt, though of no specific color, and jeans. Usually carries a notebook around. Pierced ears. Always wears a woven friendship bracelet that her best friend Benjamin made for her at summer camp when they were ten. She's somewhat flat-chested and absolutely despises this fact.
Clique: Nerds - Writer Sub-Division
Other: Is an anglophile. Has an enormous habit of saying "oh my God."

Name: Jasmine Tenine
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Personality: Kind, not-so-clever. Qute slow when it comes to nearly everything. Ditzy but very nice and cheerful. Very very clumsy... Sleeps a lot. Eats a lot. Distracted very very easily.
Appearance: Not so tall, Black hair which she lets down and has two small pigtails at the front (rest of hair is down) No freckles or acne.Not fat at all (kinda flat-chested...)but she's always happy Favouite outfit, tee-shirt, necklace, jeans or shrts - dependent on the weather. She has really nice eyes. Looks younger than she is which she doesn't like.
Clique: Popular - sometimes in a world of her own though...
Other: Basically almost like Tenma from School Rumble but with black hair ^-^; If you don't know who that is watch school rumble and you'll find out ^-^; (though this character is not in love with a person who's obsesed wth turtles)

Name: Dio Brando
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Personality: Snobby, rude, doesn't like meeting new people, only enjoys the people he already knows, also likes to pick on people weaker then him.
Appearance: Picture
Clique: Preppie
Other: Same old Dio from Jojo's Bizarre Adventure, except no "ZA WARUDO!" D:

Name: Evangeline Fox (Or Eevee for short)
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Personality: Fun loving, they say she reached the age of her shoe size, and never mentally aged past it. (Shoe size seven.. In English shoe sizes.. I don't know if you grade the same in 'merica... Oh well, you get the gist) Can be klutzy, but does ok on her exams, to the surprise of others. Loves machines. And often talks her thoughts outloud.
Appearance: Middle build, with long, layered brown hair and green eyes. Wears skinny jeans and Converse, with a long purple and grey striped tank-top. With a black leather biker jacket.
Clique: Greasers.
Other: Moved to wherever this is, I'm assuming America, from London, England. Rides a Yellow 2008 Suzuki Motorbike.

Name: Tyray Prince
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Personality: Calm and collected, but tough when he needs to be
Appearance: Tall, Black, well built, t-shirt with no sleeves, dew rag, right ear pierced, jeans, mustache, wallet chain, chain with a cross on his neck.
Clique: Popular
Other: Ty is a good basketball player and most folks are cool with him. He isn't tied to any particular group so he just hangs with anyone. Secretly he is very computer-savvy.

Name: Jotaro Kujo (Nicknames Jojo)
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Personality: Quiet, rude, but kind at heart, also very smart, though he doesn't show it much. Likes fighting people who pick on others weaker then themselves.
Appearance: Picture
Clique: Rebel
Other: Jotaro is Japanese and normally speaks small Kanji phrases mixed into his normal style of speaking.

Name: Nadine Williams
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Personality: One of the 'class clowns' but not so much as to get in trouble often. Mostly kind-hearted, but can be known to gossip. She normally means it in a harmless way, though. She loves to make her peers laugh, and thus is very popular due to her kind nature and good sense of humour. If a loved one is offended by anyone, even in the slightest, she will defend fiercely and therefore gets in trouble for starting fights a lot.
Appearance: Slightly longer than shoulder length brown hair, a pretty face with flawless skin. She wears dark blue skinny jeans with converse, and a slim top that shows off her figure without looking too slutty.
Clique: Popular - But not a bitchy one. ^^
Other: Used to live in England - British accent. =D

Name: Victoria Violet (nicknames: Tori, Vi, V2lol code geass)
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Personality: seems dark but really isn't. In reality, she's actually nice and easy to get along with. She may not have stage fright but she gets shy when it comes to meeting new people or people she likes.
Appearance: Long black hair, Pretty, average height & weight, usually wears dark-colored clothes
Clique: hates the word. Prefers to just be whoever she wants and doesn't care about being with the "in-crowd"
Other: In Drama/Theatre and Chorus as well as some other clubs. All of this keeps her kinda busy.

Name: Levi Estel
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Personality: Shy, smart, and friendly once you get to know her. She's sometimes reluctant to let people in but those she chooses to she'll really treasure them.
Appearance: Medium height, about 5''4 with long black hair to her waist, green eyes, light blue top and dark blue knee length denim skirts with white sandals.
Clique: None - she goes round by herself mostly.
Other: Talks with a rather posh accent, loves music, a really pretty singing voice. Can play the guitar and piano.

Name: Quinn Noctis
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Personality: Quinn is mostly friendly, except around the rich/concited students, quick witted and slightly wry in her humor. Perfers to be out of class rather then in class for the simple fact that most of the subjects have nothing to do with her interests. She only enjoys the artistic classes. Because of her personality Quinn enjoys sometimes going to shcool wearing cosplay outfits and constantly has something related to a video game RPG near her or on her person. Making an effort to bring peace between members of the school is something she wishes to do, but doesn't have enough guts to actually stand up and do something about it. She can have a firey temper and times which makes her seem stand-offish or mean, but that is the exact contrary. As it stands right now, Quinn doesn't have any friends but is setting out to make some.
Appearance: Quinn is around 5 foot 8 inches. Her skin is extremly fair to the point that if she spends even a bit of time in the sun she will burn. The girl is quite skinny but well proportioned. Her face is thin and pretty, adorned with one blue and one green eye. Her right blue and her left green. Her hair is just above her shoulders and cut with layers, some short enough that Quinn has to constatly push them out of her eyes. Her hair is a abnormal shade of red, obviously indicating that she colored in this way. Can usually be found wearing a white pleated mini skirt with two black/white checkerboard straps criss crossed across it. Her shirt is a comfortably tight white and back T-Shirt that she made herself, with all of the artistic sewing and design. Her shoes are black hightop converse with white laces. Always wears a charm bracelet that was a gift for her from someone important that she trys to avoid talking about. Also has white and back headphones draped around her neck or on her head with music playing constantly. Carrys around a handmade messenger back across her shoulder with a cute moogle face on it and purple moogle wings on the back of the bag.
Clique: None, but often taken for a nerd due to the fact that she is either constatly playing video games, listening to music, writing, acting or drawing. Unfortunatly, this is well recieved as a invitation for the bullies to approach her.
Other: N/A


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Chase parked his stolen car from an enormous powerslide down the road. The police hadn't been able to find him... again. He had stolen this car for the obvious reason of his first day of high school. He had to leave his other one due to a cross country APB, which he escaped by changing his name to I.C. Weiner, just to see if it would work.

It did.

As he stepped out of the vehicle and into the archway of Worchestershire County High School, he noticed the big variety in the cliques of the school: The Greasers, the rich kid Preppies, the sports-loving Jocks, the socially inept Nerds, the wannabe the Bullies, the hardcore Gangsters, and the kings of the school, the Popular Group.

Chase was unamused by the thought of joining these idiots at their stupid social idiocies. He decided to start his own Clique, which he officially named Insanity, Inc. He would rule the school, at least until he had to leave again.

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Name: Andie Watson
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Personality: Sarcastic and at times quite dramatic; feminist; environmentalist; intelligent, witty, and a tad egotistical (but only a tad ;P).
Appearance: Shoulder-length, shaggy brown hair that she usually wears in a ponytail; brown eyes; no freckles or acne. She's about 5'7". Has a small scar over her left eyebrow from when her little brother, Blaine, catapulted a matchbox car at her. Always wears Converse and a t-shirt, though of no specific color, and jeans. Usually carries a notebook around. Pierced ears. Always wears a woven friendship bracelet that her best friend Benjamin made for her at summer camp when they were ten. She's somewhat flat-chested and absolutely despises this fact.
Clique: Nerds - Writer Sub-Division
Other: Is an anglophile. Has an enormous habit of saying "oh my God."

Andie finished securing her bicycle to the rack and slung her messenger bag over her shoulder, sighing. School always seemed to approach far more inexorably than she hoped, moving in to flatten her at the most inopportune times. Another year with the jocks; with the delinquents; with the crackheads and the cheerleaders. As much as she detested the idea, she knew there was no avoiding it. With another grumble to herself, she trudged into the building.

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Name: Jasmine Tenine
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Personality: Kind, not-so-clever. Qute slow when it comes to nearly everything. Ditzy but very nice and cheerful. Very very clumsy... Sleeps a lot. Eats a lot. Distracted very very easily.
Appearance: Not so tall, Black hair which she lets down and has two small pigtails at the front (rest of hair is down) No freckles or acne.Not fat at all (kinda flat-chested...)but she's always happy Favouite outfit, tee-shirt, necklace, jeans or shrts - dependent on the weather. She has really nice eyes. Looks younger than she is which she doesn't like.
Clique: Popular - sometimes in a world of her own though...
Other: Basically almost like Tenma from School Rumble but with black hair ^-^; If you don't know who that is watch school rumble and you'll find out ^-^; (though this character is not in love with a person who's obsesed wth turtles)

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"Late!" screamed Jasmine, she dashed out the door, "thanks for wating sis, your the best sister ever."
"You," said Yasmin her sis, she got out a box-lunch and handed it to her, "forgot your lunch again."
Jasmine and Yasmin walked to school together. Yasmin was her younger sister (usually mistakened to be the older) She was ready for this year and not going to fail.
"la la la la la," Jasmine sang on her way and soon arrived at the school, she went over to her friends who were outside the school gate. Yasmin went to hers.
"Hey, what y'all doin?" asked Jasmine, tilting her head, they told her that they were checking they're classes. She checked s well and sqeeled happily, "yay, we are all in the same class. High five!" She lifted her hand up,
"Not really a high five for me is it?" joked her friend, as she went ot hit her hand Jasmine took her hand away and folded her arms. She then burst out laughing.
"How could I be mad at you!?" she asked giving her a hug, "come on let's find our classroom!" She pulled her friends by the hand and pulled them inside the building.

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Chase walked into the main hall. which led to all the lockers and hallways, classrooms and exits. This was the biggest collection of students during the morning, and also the largest cess pool of scum to gather until school was over. He saw all the cliques relegated to their sections; noone moved, noone deviated from their spots.

"If I'm going to take over the school, I need some backup," Chase reasoned. "What I need are some recruits. Let's see..." He looked around, trying to find someone. There were some emo kids all alone to the side, but they were more of a subdivision noone cared about. He needed someone bigger, higher than them on the food chain, or at least on it. He spied a group of popular, ditzy looking girls running inside. He would need time before taking on the kings of the school, so he looked around some more, only to find a grumpy looking girl just entering the school. Chase thought, and shrugged. "Good start, I guess."

"Hey! You! Hold on!" He called, and jogged over to the girl. "You must be new here. I'm CarChaseCityMan, but call me Chase. I'm looking for all the new kids, to help them... blend in," he lied.

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They were soon inside the building, Jasmine's stomach growled,
"I'm hungry!" cried Jasmine moaning at her friends, "can I have some icecream?"
They just laughed, and they continued to walk, not realising that Jasmine was very serious, she told them she was off to go get ice cream so that's why they walked away laughing.
Jasmine then went on search,
"Vending machine, vending machine, vending machine that sells ice cream~" sang Jasmine happily wondering round the school, she had forgotten that there are no vending machines that sell ice cream at the school...

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"One problem there," Andie cocked her eyebrow. "I'm not new." She paused. "Are you one of those... Anubis cultists, or something? Because you really look like one."

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(( One question, can I use a character from an anime... but make him normal without all his awesome anime powers? If not I will edit it. ))

Name: Dio Brando
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Personality: Snobby, rude, doesn't like meeting new people, only enjoys the people he already knows, also likes to pick on people weaker then him.
Appearance: Picture
Clique: Preppie
Other: Same old Dio from Jojo's Bizarre Adventure, except no "ZA WARUDO!" D:
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Dio walked into school, looking around at all the people lower than him... He saw a kid in the staircase making out with some slutty looking girl...
"Disgusting..." Is what Dio said as he walked by.
He got to the main hall, and walked past a wierd looking boy talking to a nerdy looking girl...
As he walked by he thought to himself
what a freak...
He turned the corner and leaned against the wall... Might as well listen in... Got nothing better to do...
He proceeded to eavesdrop on their conversation.

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Jasmine soon gave up, she couldn't find a single vending machine that sold ice cream. Her stomach growled again. She then saw one boy listening to another boy and a girl, she went over.
"Hello, I'm Jasmine" she nicely, "you seen any vending machines around here that sell ice cream. I can't find any anywhere."

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Dio looked at the girl with a ">:|" sort of face... She seemed normal enough...
"Try the lunch room on the third floor... There are vending machines there."
He continued listening to the conversation the boy and girl were having.

Chase chuckled. "Oh, so you're clever AND defensive. Girls aren't what they used to be, I tell you." He smiled, embarrased. "Fine, I'm not looking for new kids. I'm new myself. But I wasn't lying about my name. What's yours?" He asked.

Chase noticed through his peripheral vision a snobby looking kid eavesdropping on them. He eyed the boy warily, carefully watching him.

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"Umm sorry!" apolijized Jasmine, she didn't mean to upset this person, "I've checked round the whole school, nd no luck!"
She then sighed, "I give up, I'll get ice cream later, Yasmin can make me some." She then imagined ice cream, "yum yum."
She then snapped out of it and looked at the person, "what are you doing?"

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Ignoring the girls question Dio looked at Chase... then looked away as if to pretend he wasn't paying attention to them...
Dio then looked back at Jasmin "that's none of your business."
Dio walked off looking for something else to do, maybe go to class, or bully around some people weaker then him.

"Andie," she answered carefully, eying him almost suspiciously. "Andie Watson. And 'girls aren't what they used to be?' If you prefer the girls who lost their brains somewhere, then the cheerleaders usually hang out over there." She pointed to a nearby staircase, upon which a giggling coterie of camisole-clad girls were gathered. "They look kinda like blonde blood clots, don't they? Ooh, blonde blood clots. I'll have to write that down." She rummaged around in her pocket before pulling out a black journal and scribbling something in it.

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Name: Tyray Prince
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Personality: Calm and collected, but tough when he needs to be
Appearance: Tall, Black, well built, t-shirt with no sleeves, dew rag, right ear pierced, jeans, mustache, wallet chain, chain with a cross on his neck.
Clique: Popular
Other: Ty is a good basketball player and most folks are cool with him. He isn't tied to any particular group so he just hangs with anyone. Secretly he is very computer-savvy.

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Ty walked into the school. "Junior year. Damn." he said. He was enjoying his summer break. He walked down the hall, sayin hey to anyone who greeted him. He saw a guy and girl talking. From overhearing, the girl seemed to be looking for the vending machines. The guy turned and walked away. Ty went up to the girl. "Hey, you lookin for the snack machines?" he asked.

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Chase smirked. "I'm not saying I don't want you to be clever," he defended, "I just wish girls could trust everyone a little more. I swear, every time I talk to a girl, they all think I'm hitting on them. Worst of all, they take it as some kind of insult!" Chase rolled his eyes. "Well, Andie, I have a question for you. I'm new here, and I was wondering if you could introduce me to the school a bit, get me acquainted with this cess pool," he asked.

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(( Do classes not exist in this school... :< ))

((Patience, my son. Patience.))

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(( Well, if nobody has any objections, can I enitiate the class bell? ))

((By all means, sir.))

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The class bell rings... Dio sighs "Time for Math class..."
Dio starts walking up the steps and finds the door to his new math class... Room 3B... ((In case you want to be in my class :P))
Dio sits in his seat... First one to class as always...
The teacher looks at him then marks him present on the list.
Dio leans back in his seat and props his feet up on the table... "Day one... 10% complete..."

Chase looked up lazily. "Oh, well, rein check on that, then, Andie. Gotta go." He turned around and walked toward the Math 3B Room, checking his map on the way. He entered the class and went to the back of the class.

((Short post.))

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Dio looked as the strange boy from the hallway walked into class and took a seat behind him.
God it's that freak from the hallway... thought Dio.
Other students started walking into class after Chase came in. The teacher continues to mark kids present.
Dio took out a cigarette and lite it, smoking it in them middle of class...
The teacher was shocked and said "Dio, put that cigarette out right now or you're getting detention!"
Dio just looked at the teacher and said "Shut it, or I'll have me dad fire you... Have you forgotten who I am?"
The teacher began to sweat... looking at Dio "M-my mistake... I forgot who you're father was... S-shall we continue?"

(( Dio's father is a wealthy man who has a lot of connection in the school, that's why he's a preppie, and a snobby rich boy xD ))

Chase sat up, amazed. "Shall we continue? Whoop his ass! Are you kidding me? What's wrong with this school, man?" He laughed in disbelief. "Somethin's seriously wrong with this school, big time."

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Ty heard the bell ring. "Sorry, gotta go," he said, before the girl could answer. He took off running. I ain't gettin no late detention on the first day. He stopped right in front of room 3B, wiped the sweat off his forehead, straightened out his shirt and dew rag, and walked in casually. The teacher marked him present. He saw Dio smoking a cigarette. "Teach, you gonna let that boy smoke a cigarette in here?" he asked. "Leave it alone, Tyray." the teacher replied. "Yeah you let the white boy smoke but if he was Black I bet--" "SIT DOWN, MR. PRINCE" the teacher yelled. Ty took a seat in the back.

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Dio looked back at Tyray and Chase...
"Listen... In this school, all that matters is money, and power... and I happen to have BOTH."
Dio smoked the rest of his cigarette, and throw it at the back of somebodies neck.
The kid looked back, saw it was Dio, and turned back to facing forward with a worried look on his face.

(( If you've ever watched Jojo's Bizarre Adventure, then Dio is just about as evil as he was there... EVILNESS! ))

Chase smirked and sat back. "Money and power don't matter if someone's willing to knock you down, bud. I've handled kids like you, hell, I've handled 63 state troopers on a cruise ship. Clean yourself up or I just might do it for you," he threatened, but his voice was level and upbeat.

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"And I may not have money, but Lord knows I got power, so you better watch it, fool" Ty added. He has his head on straight, but he is still very street smart. Growing up in the ghetto, he had to learn that only the strong survive.

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Dio looked back at Chase.
"So, you think you're tough? Prove it. Next period is Gym, we're having sparring lessons at Gym, I can make it so you and me are partners. We'll see how tough you are then."
Dio turned back and continued to listen to the teachers boring lecture.

"Sparring? Hell yes! This school might not be too bad after all!" Chase exclaimed.

((Short post))

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Dio sat back in his seat, waiting for the bell to ring so he could teach this new kid a lesson.

(( Short post ))

"Oh crap I'm late! Class 3B, I lost it!" squeeled Jasmine wadering round, she found it after another minute, not late at all, she attempted to inconspiculously enter the class, she opened the door...
and fell over. Her friends came over and helped her up.
"Thankies!" smiled Jasmine at her friends, "so where do I sit?"
They told her seats were to be assaigned now and that she was just in time.
The teacher came along and with a bag full of numbers. Every one had to pick a piece of paper out of the bag, on that paper was a number and that number would choose your seat.
Everyone lined up to get a number.

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Chase laughed when the girl tripped. Wow... If that's the school's top of the chain, this could be easier than I thought... He got up and checked his number: 12. As he sat back down, he wondered what this would be for. Math class always had a dumb gimmick, but maybe this was something for school. He shrugged and sank back in his chair.

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Dio got up, taking a number out of the bag, his number was 6, which put his right infront of Chase again.
He got to his seat, and propped his feet up on the desk again. Dio turned his head to look at Chase,
"I'm looking forward to kicking your ass." Then he turned back to face the teacher.

(( I'm assuming the class is arranged like this ))

x x x x x x
x x x x x x
x x x x x x etc...

Name: Evangeline Fox (Or Eevee for short)
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Personality: Fun loving, they say she reached the age of her shoe size, and never mentally aged past it. (Shoe size seven.. In English shoe sizes.. I don't know if you grade the same in 'merica... Oh well, you get the gist) Can be klutzy, but does ok on her exams, to the surprise of others. Loves machines. And often talks her thoughts outloud.
Appearance: Middle build, with long, layered brown hair and green eyes. Wears skinny jeans and Converse, with a long purple and grey striped tank-top. With a black leather biker jacket.
Clique: Greasers.
Other: Moved to wherever this is, I'm assuming America, from London, England. Rides a Yellow 2008 Suzuki Motorbike.

She practically fell from her bike, already very late. She tripped over her own feet running into the building ahead of her, and stumbled as she retrived her timetable from her inside pocket.
"Okay, well I've missed registration... By far"
She barged through the front doors, and whacked into someone coming out.
"Oh God, I'm so sorry!" She said over her shoulder as she jogged away.
"No running in the halls!" Said a voice to her left, and she slowed to a brisk walk.
"Math, math... where's this room!?" She said under her breath. That's when she caught sight of the ajar door, and could hear the voices.
"Found it!" She smiled to herself, happily pushing the door wide open, "Sorry I'm really, really late!"
She grinned really widely to the class within~

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Chase looked up from a doodle he was making to the girl who had walked in. She looked like a pretty tough girl, with her leather jacket... motorcycle jacket. His eyes shot open and he raised his hand to call the girl over. "Hey! Sit over here!" He whispered loudly.

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She looked at the guy that called her, and looked behind her in disbelief.
"Me?" She asked, pointing to herslef and tilting her head to the side "You talking to me Raven Head?"

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"Raven head...?" Chase took a second to think over the title and shook his head. "I'll take it as a compliment. Yeah, you. C'mere!" He pointed to a seat next to him.

((Short post))

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((no problem, mine wasn't that much longer~))

Eevee smiled.
"Ok!" she skipped over to him, grinning all the while. "I'm Eevee!" She giggled when she reached him.
She tilted her head to the side "I didn't expect people to be so nice to a foriener like me"

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"Foreigner? Oh, well, uh, being nice, it's just what I do," Chase said, unsteadily. "I'm CarChaseCityMan, call me Chase," he introduced. "Listen, about your jacket; I take it you have a motorcycle, right?" he guessed. "...Can I see it?"

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"Yup, bikes are my thing!" She said, waving her arms around happily "you like 'em too?"
She practically threw herself into the chair beside him.
"Mines a Suzuki 2008! It's yellow! And awesome, oh yeah, I'm from London, the one in England! I didn't think anyone would like bikes here, wow, so cool!"
She suddenly stopped talking, her eyes wide.
"I was talking your ear off, wasn't I?" She rubbed the back of her head in embarressment "Sorry, I do that. Yeah, the bike, you can see it at lunch if you like!"
She smiled widely again, before getting very serious. "Just as long as you're not some kind of Klepto..."
She smiled again, "just kidding!"

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