FFF High School (~RP~)

OCC: Indeed. This is my first RP, f*** :P I'll edit that.

The teacher finally came in.
"Sorry I'm late class." She said. The teacher scanned the class for about 10 seconds to see if everybody is there. "Today we'll study a new subject..."

OCC: I'll let you decide on that. I've already created a teacher...
 
"It must have been hard without parents, I could relate a little," said Faith, then thinking back to the car crash that Patricia had told her about many times and was also open to discuss it no matter how painful it may have appeared to be. "I was in a car crash when I was a baby, but my parents died and I, well, survived. My godmother's looked after me nearly all my life." She then heard his comment on the cheerleaders and it made her smile quite a bit. Faith couldn't agree anymore with him. "Well, it's good to know that someone's not letting Britney get to them ... at least for once."

She grinned at Britney's threat and then heard what Julian had to say. "I'm not going to say anything, it's not really my place," said Faith hopelessly, shrugging her shoulders. "Her dad is well connected to this place, but I've never actually met him considering that Britney used to be a good friend of mine." Then she heard the remark about her being different and she sighed sadly. "You want the truth, Julian? Britney never used to be like this. Before her dad got lucky and rich, she used to be a nice girl. Then she tried cheerleading and she got me into the squad. But she was nasty and, well, cheerleading's all I can do really. I haven't been into anything else."
 
Lupe immediately opened his messenger bag and took out a sketchbook and an art kit. He flipped through a few sketches and made his way to the first unused page about halfway through the sketchbook. He then waited quietly, watching the teacher and listening for instructions.

"What we will do, class..." The teacher explained. "Is the concept of drawing in perspectives..." She then went up to the blackboard and began to draw a line with a dot in the middle, with more, faint lines reaching outward from the dot.

"Perspective drawing is drawing architecture and environments using a guideline and a focal point. As an excercise, let's all just do a drawing of a simple hallway using the guideline and focal point, as drawn on the board. What you draw in the hallway is entirely up to you. Begin."
 
Zeria was sitting in an empty classroom, her bass guitar in hand. She had a free period right now, so she was practicing her music. Right now, she was rather frustrated with this school. No one seemed to give a damn about showing her where the hell things were.

"Selfish Preppy Bastards...I'll show them...!"

Zeria Iiyasei wasn't really your average kid. Her split personalities often frightened people away from her, or occasionally drew them to her. But right now, she was all alone in an empty class room, bass guitar in hand.

"Guess I'll just have to go meet some people next period and maybe make some friends....though I doubt that'll happen. I may as well just hide in the back like usual..."

Then, she plugged her bass guitar into her amp and started rocking out to practice. She was working on "Buch Dich" by Rammstein. She had it well mastered, but it was a fun song to play, so she always practiced it when she could. Though, she hoped that the volume on her amp wasn't too loud, so a teacher wouldn't kick her out and make it so she couldn't practice.
 
The school started the next day, as a new student made her way to her new homeroom. She was carrying a dark green backpack, as her weapons in case of emergency was stored in the Weaponry Locker Room. She stared down coldy on the pale hall floor, walking behind the principal.
The hall was very silent. They must've already started their classes, the new student thought. The whole walk to the homeroom took about 6 minutes. As the principal stopped, the new student stopped too. The door slowly opened. The homeroom students looked up, wondering what's up. As they saw the principal, they new it was either an announcement or a new student.
The Freshman homeroom teacher, Miss Ugandise, usually nicknamed Miss Ugi, looked up and asked, "Yes, Lord Golbez, what is the stern looking face yo have brings here?"
"Why...we have new student...another orphan", replied Lord Golbez.
"Oh, my...", Miss Ugi says, as she tried to look behind Lord Golbez's back to see the new student.
Lord Golbez turned back to the new student. "Well, you can go inside the classroom now."
The new student approached the classroom, aware if there was any laughter about her looks, or if anyone knows that she secretly has hearing loss and wears nano-H-Aids implanted inside her ears.
"This student, Miss Ugandise, is from a distant place called Nibelheim, wherever it is, as we thought it never existed. Her name is Amelia Lokettas, born under the star consellation of Cancer, and will currently stay here until graduation day." Lord Golbez headed toward the door. "And please welcome Amelia, for she has suffered great difficulties during the past times over the years." And Lord Golbez trodded away from the classroom.
"Well, Miss Amelia, you can take your seat at the empty one in the 2nd row, please," Miss Ugi said. "I hope you have a great year in FFF High School."
Amelia paused for a moment.
"Thank you, Miss Ugi...". A lot of the students gaped at her as she spoke. Her voice made people tingle. It was soft, quiet, but angelic.
The lunch bell rang. Amelia stood up with the other students and walked out of the classroom. She walked slowly to her locker. Many people were staring at her, looking at her face, clothes, and hair. Her hair was tied up tightly, with her bangs flowing on both cheeks. Her hair was dirty brown, and sleeked back.
She was wearing a black tank top, with her naval showing, a pitch-black mini-jacket, with buckles unbuckled around them, and silver bangles on her arms.
She was wearing grey, baggy pants, and black boots, with unbuckled buckles everywhere.
She couldn't have her fingerless brass knuckles on, since it was locked in the Weaponry Locker Room, along with her guns.
She was wearing a buckle brooch, silver hoop earrings, and numerous rings.
But her eyes were glowing somehow. They were green, looking like they are infused with something spiritual. Like something was inside her, waiting to come out...
Amelia walked to her locker, grabbed her money, and walked alone to the cafeteria.
She was counting her money in case she didn't have enough, since Lord Golbez told her all the rules and requirements for the school before going into Miss Ugi's class, until she bumped...into a GUY.

Stay tuned...or someone else can be the guy or something and finish up the bump-thingy.
 
Faith said:
"It must have been hard without parents, I could relate a little," said Faith, then thinking back to the car crash that Patricia had told her about many times and was also open to discuss it no matter how painful it may have appeared to be. "I was in a car crash when I was a baby, but my parents died and I, well, survived. My godmother's looked after me nearly all my life." She then heard his comment on the cheerleaders and it made her smile quite a bit. Faith couldn't agree anymore with him. "Well, it's good to know that someone's not letting Britney get to them ... at least for once."

She grinned at Britney's threat and then heard what Julian had to say. "I'm not going to say anything, it's not really my place," said Faith hopelessly, shrugging her shoulders. "Her dad is well connected to this place, but I've never actually met him considering that Britney used to be a good friend of mine." Then she heard the remark about her being different and she sighed sadly. "You want the truth, Julian? Britney never used to be like this. Before her dad got lucky and rich, she used to be a nice girl. Then she tried cheerleading and she got me into the squad. But she was nasty and, well, cheerleading's all I can do really. I haven't been into anything else."
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"Stupidity, arrogance and Ignorance are viruses in this world, and we are all in risk of infection. It appears that your friend became so full of it..."

Julian sighed, it appeared that he was more disappointed of Britney than one could ever imagine. After his eyes suddenly sighted the huge clock on the grand hall, Julian noticed that the class was about to begin and he didn't even knew to which homeroom he belonged and, for a matter of fact, he didn't care. "Oh, so it begins and yet I am here, leaderless and without a course....where does my frail destiny set me on? I wonder what my homeroom class is..."
 
Zeria sighed and packed up her bass guitar and amp quickly. Getting to homeroom was probably her smartest idea. She didn't want to get in major trouble on her first day, or her parents would be angry with her.

"Now, let me see...looks like I'm on second floor...room 221. Cool..."

She put her schedule back in her pants pocket and slung her bass guitar case over her shoulders, closing the door behind her as she began walking down the hallways to find her homeroom. Many stares followed her fiery red hair, even though it was pulled back into its usual ponytail.

"Jeez...could these stares get any more annoying?"
 
Amelia stared at the guy who she bumped into. Her lunch money scattered onto the floor. She knelt down slowly, trying not to look up. But her money was gone.
She stood up quickly and asked the guy, "Have you seen my lunch money scatter around?"
The guy handed out his hand, which was filled with Amelia's lunch money. "As soon as I bumped into you, I saw the money flying and caught them all. Here, you can have it back." The guy handed Amelia the money into her hand, which she gripped tightly.
"Thanks," said Amelia. She adjusted her jacket and walked away, not before the guy stopped her.
"Oh, and by the way, I'm Marko. Nice to meet you." He gave out his hand, expecting a handshake. Amelia slowly shook his hand back.
"I'm Amelia. Amelia Lokettas. Pleasure to meet you too." She looked at Marko. His eyes were sapphire blue, his hair was brown, spiked at the back of his scalp, and had a doorknock-like earring on his right ear.
He was wearing a brown baggy shirt, stonewashed jeans, and white Pumas. He was carrying his backpack, which was camo, and many signatures of his friends were written all around.
"Well," Amelia started. "I have to go to lunch. See you sometime."
"See you later," Marko said, waving his hand.
Amelia headed to the lunchroom. She looked around, scanning for an empty table. There were no empty tables, except behind her, she heard a female voice saying, "Where's the Newbie Table? I need to talk to those new students about something." Amelia turned around, seeing that it was a sophomore-looking student. The student walked to the Newbie table, as Amelia followed. Few moments later, the student stopped at a nearly-emptied table. It was filled with a boy and girl, talking to each other. The girl was dressed in green, brown, and some grey.
The boy was wearing casual clothes, such as a indigo t-shirt, brown cargo pants, and Nikes.
Amelia sat down across both of the students, who were talking about the people they met around here.
The sophomore student went up to the two Newbies and talked to them in a hushed tone. She soon left.
The two Newbies ate their lunch, but one of the students saw Amelia across them, counting how much lunch money will she be able to spend.
They approached her, sitting across. Amelia noticed them adjusting themselves to their lunch.
The girl, looking at Amelia's eyes, suddenly said, "Hi. Are you new here?"
Amelia replied, "Yeah..."

Stay tuned...AGAIN
 
"Yep, that's Britney, all right," muttered Faith, as she began to turn the bunsen burner on and off in the lab wondering if they were going to do something practical today for biology. But then again, she glanced at the bunsen burner realising that was for chemistry and NOT biology. Oh well, least I tried, didn't I? She continued to listen to Julian feeling that he was like her knowing that Britney was full of stupidity, arrogance and ignorance. She was beginning to like him already.

"Your homeroom class? Which teacher do you have? Homeroom just ended about ten minutes ago," she smiled weakly. "I have Mr Hanson and he's always telling me off for being only two minutes late. Though I was quite early today because Patricia managed to avoid the traffic ..." Then she watched Miss Beguit walk into the room telling the class that today, they'd be looking at genes. Faith's interest felt a little perked, although it decreased when Britney was going into one of her I-am-just-so-perfect conversations.
 
The lunch bell rang quickly, right after she responded to the newbie girl.
Amelia didn't even need lunch at all. She felt full already.
"Well, bye", Amelia said to the girl, and quickly picked up her money and ran to her locker, picking up her books for Algebra. She looked up on her school map, and found her destination.
Amelia walked quickly to Algebra class, fearing that she was late. Luckily she arrived just in time, since the students were adjusting themselves into their seats.
She found an empty seat, and quickly ran to make sure no one else would fill it in.
She sat and took out her books, waiting for the teacher to arrive.
She didn't notice that many people were staring at her, until she saw a glismpe of fiery red hair in a ponytail, but it vanished, due to the crowd outside the hallway, rushing to their classes. Like my mother's hair..., Amelia thought.
The algebra teacher came into the classroom, taking attendance.
"Jason?" "Here"
"Aniisa?" "Here"
"Bernant?" "Here"
"Oh my," the teacher said slowly. "A new student...so your name is Amelia, am I right?"
Amelia looked up. She saw the teacher staring her down with those cold eyes. Amelia responded, "Yes, you are right."
"Well then, Orrianna?"
"Here."
The attendance went o for 10 minutes or so. As soon as it was finished, the teacher started reviewing on the Cartesian coordinate system. The teacher explained this and that, but so unspecifically that it was boring Amelia out. She nearly fell asleep, but kept up thanks to all the noise someone's making at the back.
Amelia left the classroom, checking her schedule in her locker for her next class.
"Oh crap, it's biology..." Amelia grumbled. She checked her map and went straight upstairs to Biology. More and more people were staring at her each second.
But before entering biology class, she caught another glismpe of the fiery red hair.
 
"Hmm, my schedule says that I was supposed to got to Mrs Stevenson, Physics....oh well....I guess now I should go now to Gymnastics with Mr Roberts...."

Julian didn't bother to make an excuse for Mrs Stevenson. He bid farewell to his new friend and left towards the gym located to the left side of the building, passing by the chemistry class. So many faces, so many futures that were built here yet none of them were innocent, most of them were full of the impurity that arrogance causes. Most people looked at Julian, wondering who he was, yet he ignored them. He always thought that he wasn't the popular type among woman, and was rejected in two occasions, one by a girl that already loved someone else, and the other by a girl called Mel saying that he was a good friend, but only a friend to her. This made Julian feel some kind of grudge towards life, for blocking his pursue of happiness, and so he locked himself within his sorrow. Once he was diagnosed of depression, yet he had this amazing ability to manipulate other's belief, by pretending he was alright and that nothing was wrong. This ability came in handy many times, but it required a high cost, for the toll it id demanded on Julian's sanity kept growing and growing. No longer feeling guilt for crushing other's feelings, he sworn to himself that someday he would become the perfect man, the fruit of desire, to make woman melt with his eyes, and finally to be the one who rejects people. A series of surgeries to make his face perfect like a prince, exercise to build a godly body. Quite twisted mind he has, yet for some reason it was a reasonable goal based on his life. Nevertheless, somehow this Faith halted his mission, yet he knew that he should never open his heart fully to pretty girls like her. Always on the defensive, awaiting for anyone to attempt to strike him down, never letting his guard down against anyone. What sort of monster was growing inside him?
 
When Faith saw Julian wander off to his next class, she banged her head against the table much to Heather's confusion across from the other side of the class. "You idiot!" she muttered when her biology class was finished. "You can't go trusting another guy again!" When Heather rejoined her outside in the hallways, she looked quite confused. "What IS wrong with you, girl?" she asked, as they walked down to their next class, which happened to be history. "You look as if you actually LIKED that guy." Faith just glared coldly at her. Behind those crystal eyes was a memory that would always haunt her.

It happened six months ago when they were almost into summer. It was after the big football game of the season in which FFF High had won, of course. As Heather told her that she'd be back soon with more drinks, Faith went to sit down against Britney's car now that she knew that Britney was off going to snog some random football player like she always did and cheat on her boyfriend. "Talk about celebrations ..." she muttered. "Tell me about it," said a guy that sat next to her. She looked a little alarmed, but relaxed when she saw that it was only just Cody from the football team; he'd always been nice with her. "Good game, Cody," smiled Faith. "I'm glad you got to see some action for once." Cody just shrugged his shoulders. "Hey, that's what I wanna see," he smiled. "Too bad that Brad got beat up ... I got my time to shine."

And before any of them could predict it, they'd leaned in for a kiss. When they broke off, they didn't even hear Britney yelling at them because it was her car that they were sat on. "Do you wanna go someplace private?" asked Cody. Faith nodded and they eagerly walked off towards the abandoned factory down the street from the school. "Are you sure that we're supposed to be here?" she whispered to him. But then he just tried to kiss her again and this time, it looked like he wasn't going to stop. Faith screamed out only to hear Heather's voice and someone running towards her ...

"Yeah, and Cody got done for that," said Heather. "I know how hard it was. Heck, I was there when he was all over you! At least he's expelled and you won't have to worry about him ever again. Besides, he'll never get a feel up my best friend's butt." Faith just grinned at Heather, as they continued to walk down the hallways towards history. Although she'd just laugh and shrug off Cody, she'd always face the possibility that she could have been raped that night and only Heather had ever cared about it.
 
(I am adding some more drama :monster:)
"I am such a dumbass..." Julian muttered to himself as he went through the crowded hallway. "There, a girl pure of heart and I behaved like the caged animal backed down onto a corner that I am...damn it all..." Julian's heart now cracked with guilt, tormented this pure individual. Damn it I am so damn weak, love does not exist so what makes me think that I'll have any chance with her? His ferocious attitude became quite notorious, drawing the attention of all in the vicinity. Soon he reached the gym, and the class began. As usual, Julian performed every exercise with ease, though he wasn't satisfied, he wanted more. So he left to lift some weights, and found out this guy named Breth, who was tall, 6 feet, with tank like arms, and muscles that could bend iron bars. The guy noticed that Julian couldn't get over the 200 pounds, and smirked.

"What so funny?" Julian said a bit disgusted.

"It appears that you've reached your limit, but don't worry, I was once a small guy like you. My name is Breth, nice to meet you."

"I am Julian. So how did you get that strong? I can't surpass this damn limit.."

"With the "V", you know the Little-Friend of us, mister pump in iron, the miracle, Mr. Herculean strength."

"What are you talking about? Where can I find it?"

"The roids man, here have some. Next time it will cost you."

Breth tossed a small bottle to Julian, and Julian caught it in mid air. The label had some pictures of a horse, a dog, apparently it was some kind of hormones. Julian didn't trust Breth, but still he would give it a shot and see what these could do to him.

Suddenly he stumbled across Faith again, he was reading the instructions of those pills and didn't notice that he was going to straight to her. What if she notices the bottle? What would be her impression of Julian? He didn't care, after all he would most likely be rejected by her too, so working his ass to the top would cost him.
 
My, my, a love story for Faith and Julius...:D

As Amelia entered biology class, she saw a blondish brown looking girl in the 3rd row. She saw an empty seat next to her. She walked quickly and sat down, waiting for the teacher.
Everithing was quiet, even in the hallway. I wonder what's going on, Amelia thought, as her mind raced to find out who was the fiery red-head she keeps on catching a glismpe of. Then she heard a voice. An all-to-familiar voice behind her.
She turned around, seeing that it was Marko talking to a bunch of his friends.
"Oh crap..." Amelia muttered, turning back. She checked the clock on the wall, expecting class to start soon.
"Amelia..." Marko was tapping Amelia's back.
"What?" responded Amelia, annoyed by the tapping on her back.
"I didn't know you were a freshman. Why didn't you say so?"
Amelia shifted in her seat. "I had to get to lunch. What did you expect, shyness?" Amelia rolled her eyes.
"Well we could meet some other people together, like Faith, Julius, Lupe, and some other people."
Amelia just stared at Marko after that. Taking me to meet other people around the school? He must be insane. Amelia thought.
Amelia have never talked to a boy before, other than her father and the boys in her hometown.
Amelia had to accept, for she's getting this feeling strangely in her heart.
"Sure, when?" Amelia asked.
"Tomorrow, at lunch. We'll meet in the bottom-right corner table of the lunchroom." Marko looked at the door, checking if the teacher arrived.
"Well, we have to get workin' on class. Mr. Seiveright is here."
"Ok, thanks anyway." Amelia turned around, looking at the door, where she saw her teacher.
I can't wait for tomorrow. Meeting new people... It made Amelia shudder a bit.
"Ok, class. Take out your Biology textbook and turn to page 229-234."
Mr. Seiveright stared down the class, checking if anyone was fooling around.
"We're having a pop quiz on Thursday, remember that."
Amelia was curious about what they were learning on biology, since she never tried that subject before. But Amelia felt this gushy feeling inside herself. It's probably my stomach. I should've eaten at lunch today.
But through the door window, she caught another glismpe of the fiery red hair.
 
"Julian!" jumped Faith, not noticing the pills that he had. "Well, we keep on bumping into each other, don't we?" Heather was standing next to her still pretending to look around. "Oh, this is Heather White. She's a cheerleader as well, except she's not bitchy like Britney is." Heather smiled and waved. "Hi," she said. "Listen, Faith. I'll see you in history, 'kay?" Faith nodded and watched Heather leave. She looked towards Julian. "So how are you finding everything then?" she asked.
 
A bit nervous, he hid the bottle as much as he could without being so obvious. "I...I..well I think everything is fine so far. I made new friends in the Gym and I am aiming to enter the football team...then again, maybe I should build up my body some more."

Julian smiled nervously, somehow his emotions would tell. Then again, if Faith didn't notice, then no one would.
 
"Entering the football team? That'd be nice," smiled Faith. "The cheerleaders get to hang out with the football players a lot since we get to do our cheerleading and whatsoever. But don't let most of them fool you. They're all exactly like Britney, apart from Heather and me." She stood there for a while in silence and then the bell rang. "Oh, damn! Sorry, Julian, but I gotta get to history class. Miss Haily will be breathing down my neck if I'm more than a minute late. But we'll meet at the cafeteria for lunch, right? Bye!" She waved and then ran off down the hallways.
 
{wrong thread Amelia :P}


Zeria was frustrated. Late for class...again....which meant another teacher bitching her out. This time, she was sprinting down the halls so fast, she didn't pay attention to where she was going.......thus, running straight into an unseen wall and falling flat on her butt. She swore loudly.

"Damnit! I HATE THIS SCHOOL!"

She got up and rubbed her head. The wall had been solid cement, and when she looked at her hand, she saw blood.

"Great....juuuust fucking great! I'm bleeding..."
 
Julian noticed the hour, so he went to the class he was schedule to take then, physics. The Laws of Physics, how world itself is ruled by these laws, how mathematics holds some influence over our universe. Though he loved mathematics, Julian's mind was somewhere else, for he was thinking about his loved one, a childhood friend, a person that was so kind to him, Nicole. He couldn't forget her sweet smile, the how gentle she was to him, and how much he loved her to the very point of spending every ounce of his soul and body if her life were someday endangered.

"What would she say to me now? This strength, I am power hungry, I can't deny it, I want more, but for what purpose? God knows that my only reason of existence is watching her smile, to see her beautiful lips, to gaze upon her beauty...."

When he noticed, class was already over and it was time for lunch. He decided to head to somewhere private, assuming that no one would find him. He found himself inside the men's bathroom of the second floor, alone, holding tightly the bottle filled of steroids. Now they were just pills, then injections, then an outrage would be unleashed.

"I'll take them after having lunch, then to the Gym..."

So he hid the bottle in his pocket, and headed for the courtyard only to stumble across the path of a red haired woman...
 
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