[Actually, I made a character with a personality disorder, so now I have to study that and blindness. -_- You are not alone, li'l buddy~] Tobias: I spoon some cereal into my mouth, reading the newspaper. This planet is so depressing. It seems like the only thing in the newspaper is stories about  murderers, political problems, obituaries, and fifty-year old comic strips. I look up at the digital clock on the oven, and realize I'm late. I yell goodbye to my parents (who are probably still asleep) and run out the door. Mag: I stop at my locker first, turning the key in the lock. I shove the textbooks in, trying to get them all to fit, and sigh. School is fine, what I don't like is the noise. Lockers slamming, students talking, and it's so crowded. I walk into class and sit down. (Did it work?)

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"noordinarygirl" wrote:

[Grr, my post went to the mods.... I'll try to re-post it.]

(*applauds*)

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Name: Catheryn "Chase" McAlexander Age: Eighteen Gender: Female Looks: Chase has crimson coloured hair which is almost always tied back into a low side ponytail on the left. Her eyes are a bright green color, which seem to "sparkle" when she is in one of her better moods. Her skin is rather unevenly tanned and her legs have a variety of bruises varying in color and side. She has long eyelashes and wears no make up whatsoever. She is 5'1" in height, making her rather short. Wearing: Chase wears the Varsity female soccer team's uniform with the jacket tied around her waist. She wears Nike branded soccer shoes, which are abnormally clean for how old they are. She almost always has sunglasses on her head and a whistle around her neck. Grade: Senior Other: Chase is the captain of the Varsity female soccer team. She is rather impulsive and comes off as a complete idiot. In truth, she is rather intelligent. She just never uses it to her advantage. She enters first block late because she has early-morning soccer practice.

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I. As the Civics teacher rambled on about politics and whatnot, Xero somewhat managed to write down a third of the notes on the board. The teacher's writing was illegible, which certainly irritated the male to no end. He wrote his name on the paper in print, though it seemed more like the "Times New Roman" computer font when he finished. He stood up and put the paper on the teacher's desk and walked out to the rest room. He had intentions to stay in there for the rest of the class, but the janitor caught on and dragged him right back. II. After twenty minutes of class passed, a soccer ball rushed into the classroom, narrowly missing Luke's head. A second later, Chase rushed in with a panicked look on her face. "Oh my goodness did I hit you?!" she exclaimed, dashing over to Luke. She shook him rapidly for a few moments before dropping him with a nervous giggle. She stood there awkwardly until the teacher told her to take a seat. Chase looked around the room, finding the only empty seat was ironically beside the male she nearly hit. She sat down and shifted around uncomfortably. [ ...Poor Luke. ]

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Luke flung out of his seat, crying out a "FLERBLIGLIG" or something like that as he hit the floor. He had scrambled back into his seat before the girl walked in, and then when she sat down he slipped her a note. Not cool. That almost broke my beautiful face! He was just joking around, though. The girl was cute, and Luke thought he might like her. When the papers were taken up, I shifted awkwardly in my seat as I noticed the teacher staring hard at my paper. "Um...excuse me..." I knew what was coming. "Katherine? Er...Mato?" "Yes sir?" I replied. "Are...are you sure you're supposed to be in here?" Several snickers could be heard. "Yes sir, I have my schedule right here if you'd like to see it." The teacher marched over as he set the stack down, snatching my schedule from me and making me wince. He scanned it, wide-eyed, and adjusted his glasses before reading it again. "Remarkable...and you're...fifteen?" "Yes sir." "Hm...Well, it's a pleasure to meet you. I think you're going to get along fine here." I didn't say a word. The teacher handed me my schedule back and went back to his desk, and I just sat there doodling the Super Mario Brothers on my notebook.

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Chase laughed nervously at the note, though it was obvious she felt bad from her expression. She wrote something on the piece of paper and passed it back moments before the teacher turned around. 'Sorry about that, I was trying to hit that guy beside you but I tripped and messed up.' She smiled kindly and began to focus on her classwork. Her once childlike persona switched around and she was entirely focused on what she was doing. It only took her a few moments to finish the worksheet. She pushed it to the side, tilting it a bit as if revealing the answers to Luke in a manner the teacher couldn't "blame" her for. She smirked to herself before she laid her head on the desk, going to sleep. It was rather normal for her to sleep during class. She claimed she had straight D's because of it. However, if anyone knew her well enough, she was a teacher's pet and had an A.  She did have one bad habit though; sleep talking. "No....go the other way....you...will score for them..." Chase muttered in her sleep, pawing at the air on occasion. --- Xero took out "Julius Caesar" and began to read. He had been warned by an older friend that Sophomores had to read and translate the Shakespearean tale. He had no complaints about it, however he was rather tired of reading it. Before he could truly begin to read, his teacher yanked the book out of his hand and looked at it. "Julius Caesar? What in tar nation led you to choose this rubbish?" he questioned. "...We're reading it for English." Xero replied with a calm demeanor. "Well this isn't English now is it?" The teacher asked. "...No." Xero was forced to admit as the teacher walked away with his book. Xero groaned and crossed his arms on the desk. He could already tell this year would be... "interesting." Before he knew it, he had drifted off to sleep and was "living" in the world of Shakespeare. He watched as horrid actors were pelted by oranges and couldn't help but wish they were allowed that privilege in his day and time. Suddenly, he was yanked out of his dream world by the crack of a ruler. 

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Luke was quick with getting done. He sighed, shoving his worksheet aside and starting to doodle mindlessly. It felt like an eternity, but finally the bell rang. Everyone left, and the teacher went to go to the bathroom or something. "Hey, wake up." He told the girl by him, shaking her shoulder. "Time for second period." I was the first one out of the classroom. The instant I heard the bell ringing, I gathered my things and darted out. I had English next. I sighed in relief, sitting down in the back of the room again, making sure no one noticed me. If they didn't notice me, they couldn't question me. At all. (I had to, trololol. x3)

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Chase was in a rather deep sleep. It took a while for her to even somewhat wake up. She feebly smacked at his hand, muttering something that even she couldn't understand. She actually missed him by quite the long distance and smacked her head against the edge of the desk, causing her to squeal. She merely put her hand in her pocket and looked up at him drowsily. "I don't want to get up..." she complained before turning her head away from him. --- Xero walked out of class and headed to Algebra II. Fortunately for him, a few of his friends happened to be in the class. When he walked in, they all greeted one another and began to speak in depth about equations and formulas. The teacher walked in and smiled at the students she yet again had due to her being the only teacher to teach both honors Algebra I and II. However, her assistant on the other hand was less than pleased to have Xero again and the feeling was neutral on Xero's end as well. To avoid the assistant, Xero sat in the corner which was surrounded by cabinets and the pencil sharpener. If she couldn't get to him, he wouldn't have to worry about getting fussed at.

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Luke sighed. "Come on, I'm not getting in trouble, and I'm not letting you get in trouble." He said, tugging at her arm. "Get uuuuup!" He said, shoving at her to try and push her off the desk. "Come ooooooon!" He groaned. I sat impatiently through the teacher calling role, and was relieved when she seemed to skip over me. Oh well, I thought happily. I just started doodling again as the teacher talked, luckily being ignored. It was almost time for gym, and I was relieved.

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Chase groaned and finally decided to get up. "Fine..." she complained. All of a sudden, she yanked his stuff from him and dashed out of the room with it. "You have to catch me to get your stuff back!" she teased. "He'll never catch up." She thought. She went through his binder and looked at his schedule out of curiosity as she sped down the hallway. She was actually headed towards his class since hers was right next to his.  --- Xero was asked to go take something to the English teacher next door. He nodded his head and walked out, peeking into the classroom only to find the girl he ran into in the very back. He rushed in quickly and put the package on the teacher's desk before speeding out just as quickly. He caught his breath and looked up at the clock reluctantly. "...It's almost gym." he whispered.

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