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Post by Ryan Evans on Nov 12, 2007 19:11:58 GMT -5
Ryan gave a look to Sharpay, this was going to look like a strange moment, if their new clothing style hadn't raised a red flag, then how they were behaving would. Ryan pulled his hand away lightly and gave Sharpay a reassuring look hoping that she'd sit down and let him do something by himself for once.
His smile twitched for a moment as he shot her a light nod and waited. "No," He said as he got closer to Marco, antagonizing him lightly, he almost wanted to get hit now, just to see if Marco would do it in front of all these people. "If he says I'm a fag, let him hit me, that way everyone can know how cool Marco Ventura is for beating up Ryan Evans, the theatre queer of East High." He couldn't help but smirk at Marco now, he could care less. He rubbed his neck lightly, his own special reminder that he was the furthest thing from a fag.
Too bad all this bravado would end as soon as Marco decided how he'd react.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Nov 12, 2007 20:35:10 GMT -5
Sharpay looked at her brother in confusion, but then it was as if she had read his mind once again. She now knew he had to do it. She sighed, and slumped back down on her seat, rubbing her hands on her skirt. She was inwardly praying for the teacher to come, was it Ms. Darbus again? She just hoped someone would come and break the tension.
She looked around everyone else in the room. This was actually the first time she had took a good look around the homeroom. She smiled gratefully at the people who tried to help and who were on Ryan's side, like Zeke, Bebe and Taylor.
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Post by Zeke Baylor on Nov 12, 2007 20:43:26 GMT -5
Zeke got up and went over to Ryan and Marco. "I know this is weird but, I am going to help.... you." he said looking up at Marco when he was done with his sentence. "I look Marco, every girl thinks you are the hottest of the hott, but that doesn’t mean you can go off cheatin on girls, using them, nor, harassing them." he hissed.
Zeke then looked at Ryan, and whispered. "Do you want to hurt him??" then cracking his knuckles. Then he motioned Bebe to get up there. Three against one is fair, for this scum. he thought to himself. "Scum bag." he mumbled. "Your not in anyway, a fag." he whispered to Ryan while he waited for something to happen.
Lets go, Mr. Sexy Back...
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Post by Emma the Loyal Sharpette on Nov 12, 2007 21:04:23 GMT -5
Emma tilted her head to one side, still practically drooling over Marco. Her stomach felt like it was completely packed with butterflies. She saw all these people standing around Marco, it seemed almost as if she was the only person not standing near him. Obviously, everyone wanted to be around him, so why shouldn't she be over there too?
Emma tried to get herself up, but she was basically stuck to her seat. Her legs shook, and her feet felt numb. How could she trust them to take her over to Marco gracefully? She just sat there, staring at him, and his perfect hair, and his mysterious eyes, and his million dollar smile. She admired the curve of his neck, and how it gracefully descended into his shoulder, and his muscular arm.
Emma placed her elbow on the desk, and propped her face in her hand. A dreamy look still evident on her face. She suddenly felt herself slowly rising up, as if some force was moving her. It was definitely an out-of-body experience. Her feet shuffled as she made her way to Marco. She pushed her way past Bebe, and Zeke, and stood right in front of Marco.
She smirked at him, with an eyebrow raised. She tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear, and she held her hand to him.
"Hello there. My name is Emma." Emma paused slightly, not sure where this confidence or smooth talking was coming from. "What's your's?" She flashed a smile at Marco, hoping that this was her best Sharpay impersonation she had ever done before. After all that time of studing how Sharpay approached the opposite sex, Emma felt fairly trained, but still extremely nervous. She had never been this bold, especially with a guy this hot.
Oh god, please don't let him laugh at me.
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Post by Alexandra Archer on Nov 13, 2007 8:36:47 GMT -5
Alex was now seething, she had just blown all chances of being popular, someone else was hitting on Marco and now they were all ignoring her! She went over to the boy who had poked Marco in the chest.
"Look I'm sorry OK? I over reacted and I'm sorry I just don't like other people fighting around me, especially if I think they've done nothing wrong. My name's Alex by the way." she said extending her hand
"Better start somewhere" she thought
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Post by hsmgirl17 on Nov 13, 2007 19:48:38 GMT -5
Alex was now seething, she had just blown all chances of being popular, someone else was hitting on Marco and now they were all ignoring her! She went over to the boy who had poked Marco in the chest. "Look I'm sorry OK? I over reacted and I'm sorry I just don't like other people fighting around me, especially if I think they've done nothing wrong. My name's Alex by the way." she said extending her hand "Better start somewhere" she thought Lexy walked into the halls of East High. This was her first day at a new school after her parents got transfered from Arizona. She got her schedule out and walked to her locker. She put her school things in and checked her schedule. She had Homeroom first so she closed her locker and headed to her first class. Lexy is an 18 year old 11th grader. Short for her age, she was only 5'3. She wore glasses and braces so she obviously wasn't popular. She walked into her class thinking that her day would be boring. As she walked into her class, she saw a girl introduce herself to a boy. She walked up to them and introduced herself. As she did so, she tripped over a desk. She got up and straightened herself out and hoped that she didn't look stupid. "Hello, I'm Lexy." she said. |
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Post by Ryan Evans on Nov 13, 2007 20:25:57 GMT -5
Ryan let out a low grumble and sat down, it wasn't even remotely worth it now, if Marco wanted to punch him, he'd have to do it in a seated position. It seemed as if every girl in the room was throwing themselves at Marco in some way, whether it be because they wanted to be next to him, or they wanted to fight him; it was turning out to be one of the most peculiar days of his life.
He placed his fedora back of his head, resting his hands on his temples as he shook his head, chuckling lightly at the strange turn the day had taken. He looked at Sharpay and shot her a look of disbelief, breathing out through his grit teeth slightly, calming as each second ticked by. He tapped his foot on hers again and smiled at her softly, desperately hoping a teacher would arrive.
Can we go to the theatre after this? He looked at her pleadingly, wanting to hold her hand again so badly. He had a new reason to hate school.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Nov 14, 2007 1:05:23 GMT -5
Sharpay couldn't help but be surprised at what Emma has done. She had never seen her Sharpette like this, asking a guy out so boldly. She shook her head in disbelief, but was relieved and so glad that Ryan decided to just sit down. The last thing she wanted to see was blood, on anyone's face and clothes. She let out a sigh, nodding at him understandingly. She thought their senior year would be a blast, that she would enjoy each and everyday of their last year in East High. But seeing Marco Ventura in front of her, she could only smell trouble ahead.
She tapped her heels back to his shoe, giving him a small smile. I was about to ask you the same thing. She grinned, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. So theatre it is, after homeroom. She tapped his shoe again, wishing she could hold him right now. She needed to feel the security he brings, especially now that Marco Ventura has come back to haunt her again.
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Post by Alexandra Archer on Nov 14, 2007 8:55:28 GMT -5
Alex turned and looked at the girl who'd walked over, Lexy, she seemed quite friendly
"Well at least someone didn't see my embarassing display." she thought. she smiled at her
"Hi my name's Alex, I'm new here."
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Post by hsmgirl17 on Nov 14, 2007 17:43:43 GMT -5
Alex turned and looked at the girl who'd walked over, Lexy, she seemed quite friendly "Well at least someone didn't see my embarassing display." she thought. she smiled at her "Hi my name's Alex, I'm new here." Lexy let out a relieved sigh. She was surprised the girl wasn't laughing at her. "At least I'm not the only new one here" she thought. She replied to Alex. "Nice to meet you, Alex. I'm new here also." She smiled at the girl and waited for her to say something else. |
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East High's Drama Coach
No cell phones!
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Post by Ms. Darbus on Nov 15, 2007 1:12:59 GMT -5
Eleanor Darbus walked briskly down the hallway, approaching her homeroom. She grasped tightly onto her clipboard holding important information about the upcoming school year, especially the Winter musical! She must have new talent, like last year's Winter musical. It was such a success with Troy Bolton and Gabriella Montez as her two leads. They sold out every night! Maybe this year would bring promising new talent as well. She fixed her bright green shall, as it slipped slightly from her shoulder. She touched her blonde hair in her normal updo, to make sure it was still in an updo position. She stopped dead in front of the closed door leading to her homeroom.
"And so we begin another year full of trials, tribulations, and the arts." Eleanor said to herself. She stretched her legs slightly, getting ready for her grand entrance. The loose black, glittery pants moved with her stretching, as did her light pink blouse. She took a deep breath, ready for those young minds to inspire, on the opposite side of the door. She placed a huge grin on her face.
"Showtime!" Eleanor whispered, and flung the door open loudly. It crashed into the wall, as she entered the room with a grand sweep of her green shall over her shoulder.
"Welcome back to East High for another year! It's sure to be filled with memories galore, and promising opportunities for your lives in store ahead of you!" Eleanor proclaimed loudly to the room. She kept a smile on her face when she realized half the room was standing up, and around a certain young man. The smile slowly faded from her face, and she looked at all the students.
"Oh I'm sorry. Am I interrupting something? I'm only your HOMEROOM TEACHER." Eleanor bellowed. She hated it when students acted up, or disrespected her.
"Take your seats, please!" Eleanor demanded, as she quickly made her way to the front of the room, keeping her eyes on the apparent trouble maker young man of the group.
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Post by Taylor McKessie on Nov 15, 2007 4:43:00 GMT -5
Taylor still wasn't very happy with the egoistic guy but she was not going to do anything about it, for the moment. It definitely isn't worth it to punch him in the face, not unless she wanted very much to go for detention. Detention are okay if they're allowed to do their own revision, but detention with Ms. Darbus? No, surely not.
Still seated beside Martha, Taylor tapped on the table desk and looked outside the classroom, checking if Ms. Darbus was coming soon. She shifted her attention back on the crowds surrounding Marco and then gave a disgusted look. Why are they all crowding around him?
Suddenly, the sound of Ms. Darbus' voice echoed loudly through the classroom. She was still the same old Ms. Darbus, talking of things Taylor never really much appreciate. Hurriedly, She stood up and rushed back to her seat. Having to know that there's detention after school even though it's the first day of the school term definitely isn't a pleasant thing to endure. and Taylor didn't want that to come true.
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Kennah Grace
True Wildcat
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HE KISSED ME! :D
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Post by Kennah Grace on Nov 15, 2007 7:26:05 GMT -5
Kennah jumped when Ms. Darbus's voice rang out through the classroom. She had been standing up behind Taylor, ready to take on Marco for Ryan. Even though they had agreed just to be friends, Kennah was determined to be his most loyal one. When Ryan sat back down, she looked at him quizzically, but knew what he was doing and why. Even after everyone had scurried to their seats and Ms. Darbus had began talking, Kennah remained standing up in front of Marco. Noone called Ryan a fag. Noone.
She glared at him for a full 60 seconds, keeping her eyes locked with his. She wouldn't back down. Not now. She seemed to be the only girl who wasn't falling all over Marco. She didn't know why. He just never appealed to her. And after he started using girls, she knew she shouldn't get involved with him. She smirked as her eyes wandered around the room, looking at all the girls who were still drooling over Marco. Even the ones who were on Ryan's side. Kennah's eye caught Ryan's and she smiled weakly, nodding a bit. "I'm on your side." she mouthed silently.
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Post by Alexandra Archer on Nov 15, 2007 9:52:29 GMT -5
Alexandra bolted to her seat and then remembered she had to give her teacher her form. She walked upto the front and handed her the form, hoping she wouldn't comment on the fact that she had been the lead in 6 of her school plays, she didn't want to seem like a teacher;s pet as well as a nutcase. She looked at Zeke, he still hadn't accepted her apology,
"But at least Lex seems nice" thought Alex
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Bebe Tenko
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Puny God Gangster Admin
I-DRINK-YOUR-MARY SUES! I DRINK THEM UP!
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Post by Bebe Tenko on Nov 15, 2007 18:35:45 GMT -5
Bebe realized that she was just... standing in the middle of nowhere. Ms. Darbus would glare her down eventually. Not wanting to give her the chance, Bebe sat down frantically, wiping sweat off her brow and tapping her fingers against the desk. Hoping Darbus didn't see her beloved tech support ready to kill the new kid, she quickly ducked into her Lightning McQueen backpack, taking out a pen, paper, and a binder. She surreptitously slipped a comic book into her lap, hoping she'd have some lecture time to read some Johnny the Homicidal Maniac.
Realizing that she could get in a huge amount of trouble for reading such a brutally violent comic, she flipped its cover over, so that only the purple background was visible. Her attention rediverted to Ms. Darbus.
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