Boarding School

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Boarding School

Boarding School

"Dear Student," the sign on the door says, "You and your entire class are invited to the most highly esteemed boarding school in London. Do not fret, a plane flight has been arranged, and your belongings loaded on the plane. Please proceed to the buses."

Everyone was shocked, and some yelled out. But in the end, they proceeded to the buses, to start a new life.

So, here is how this will work:

Everyone will get to pick one subject they like the most, and that will be the place you live. The subjects are:

Math

Writing

Art

Physical Activity

And no trading cards/collectibles are allowed in the school. Music has to be very old, like classical or medieval. Ok, here is the Character sheet;

Name

Age: You have to be under 18

Favorite Subject: listed above

Appearance:

Gender:

Pet(s); Max. Three

Would you like to be an Assistant Writer? Assistant Writers help me write the story.

Do you want a Social or Academic Plotline?; Social Plotlines are about the events and friends and crushes and that stuff, while Academic Plotlines are about studying, and getting good grades, and being a nerd and that stuff.

Also, at any time, you can change part of you character, and that will have impacts on the story.

Ready to begin? 

submitted by Gared
(July 3, 2016 - 9:52 am)

back to the Inkwell

Alrighty, I can't stay away from this awesome RP and you've buttered me up >.<

 

I'll rejoin! Let me do my first post tomorrow, so I can get my act together today.  

submitted by Darth Daisy , age 14, NC
(February 2, 2017 - 8:16 am)

@Gared, sure, I'll make another charrie. Also, what do you mean by class? 

Name: Veronica Friday

Age: 14

Favourite subject: Math

Appearance: Strawberry blonde hair a bit past shoulder length, faded blue eyes, freckles, about 5"7, wears a hoodie  

Gender: F

Pets: a cat, Lil

 

submitted by Killim
(February 2, 2017 - 10:16 am)

OK so I basically don't know who's in, or who their charries are, or what's going on. So we'll see how I do. And Annabeth, yay! *High fives* the original four were me, you, Gared, and Ashlee right? At least we have three out of four. 

 

Soren- 

I shook my head in confusion. "What's going on?" I asked somebody (PLEASE someone be this person!) . Beside me, Cleo looked up from homework. "The fire alarm went off." She informed me.

"I know, but no one seems to know why. There wasn't any fire."  I told her. I watched students hurrying past me, intent on finding their friends or going to class. 

She tucked a stray lock of her brown hair behind her ear and slammed the book shut. "One guess on who was behind it." She said. Not waiting for the obvious answer, she added. "It was Thomas. He used it as a distraction, oobviously. But what was he doing while it went off?" 

I shrugged. "How should I know? Actually, maybe we can find out."  

"We have to find out. And I believe I'm your girl for that." She said, a sly smile creeping across her face. 

I laughed, half concerned. "He's dangerous." I reminded her.

She stood up and said, "So am I. What we need is Hunter, Leo, and Ella. Let's get them and see about getting into his office and into the security cameras." 

I blinked. She already had a plan? My admiration grew but I reminded her, "Well, we have class in ten minutes with him, so you'd better start working on your poker face. Right now it looks like your birthday came early."

"Darn... Oh well... Let him try to make me climb that wall, let him try..." She growled. Cleo was afraid of heights, and  I hoped for her sake that the wall wouldn't be in use today.

 

 

Thomas-

I smirked to myself as Jackson helped me prep my next class. I wondered who would show up. Cleo, and Soren, obviously would. But the other weaklings had gradually dropped out and requesed to be transferred to other classes. Which was all for the better. Let the other teachers deal with the sniffing brats.

I wanted to be able to focus my entire attention on the people that caused me the most trouble. 

"Are we setting up the rock wall?" Jackson asked me.

I thought for a moment before saying darkly, "No, leave it. I have other plans for this class. Set up the bars, though. We're going to see how they appreciate variation."   

submitted by Darth Daisy
(February 2, 2017 - 2:49 pm)

Sigh, nobody has turned in their 10-page fantasy stories.

submitted by Gared
(February 2, 2017 - 9:50 pm)

Does everyone take Creative Writing? Or is it just a one-track thing? 

submitted by @Gared
(February 3, 2017 - 7:10 pm)

No, only the students in Writing. 

submitted by Gared
(February 3, 2017 - 8:13 pm)
Also, I'll be RPing as Jackson again, five charries cant be that hard, also I might bring lexi back, for you new ones, Lexi is Ella's brilliant younger sis.  (BTW: as 8/9 in charge of this thing, we shall HAve a Valentines DANCE!!! be ready for drama ppls)
Ella~~~
the sun glimers down on my shoulders as I walk though the courtyard. "Ella!" a familer voice calls me over, I turn my head, to find Cleo and Sorren making their way over to me,
"How ya been?" sorren calls I shrug smiling, the summer had been pretty good, hot though.   "still in writing?" he says, when they get in front of me.
"Nope, I switched to PE," I say. I get a reaction from sorren, but Cleo just rolls her eyes, not beieving a word I say. 
"Yeah, sure, when Thomas, joins the good guys, I'll rethink my thoughts," Cleo says laughing. she peers down at her watch and grimaces, "Shoot! come on Sorren, we're gonna be late for torture." she says grabing his wrist and racing off.  I smile to myself, shaking my head. Cleo and I had met strangly, after acusing her of stealing my silver owl necklace, and kinda threatining her with my puny little writer self, but after gaining a personal trainer (my dad said I had to be fit to star in a movie(By the way Ella's dad is Jack Turnleaf, the great director)) I am now not even close to cleo, maybe like right behind her, in the strong chart. 
"You! what do you think your doing out of Class Turnleaf?" the sick sound of his voice gives my shivers. Thomas the same guy with shaggy hair, and evil blue eyes, comes bounding over to me.  "this desereves a dentention, Ellenore," he taunts using my full name. I roll my eyes not at all scared of his empty threats. "or maybe, I'll let you off easy," he says with a sick glint in his eyes. "today, you are in PE," he states as if it's the most obviouse thing in the word. he has no authoraty to do that, but still refusing with no witnesses around would be a death threat with thomas. I follow him, my head hung low, as to not catch his eye. as long as Leo didn't suddenly get sick and die, he should still be in gym, so I wouldn't die there, which is nice to know. after a while, te gym comes into veiw  and I  breathe, the nice fluffy and totally safe place, where most people find there altumate doom.
 "Els, what are you doing here, I get your bad with directions, but really, this is no were near you class," Leo says in a hushed tone.  I jut my finger over towered to Thomas who is following close behind me.
"what are you doing  here?" Jackson says, before adding, "This isn't safe for you." I'm not sure if he's actually looking out for me or if he thinks I'm a weak little writer girl. I'm glad to see the rock wall hasn't been set up, considering what happened to Lexi last year, I' not willing to try that thing. Lexi, had stayed with my dad and she might not come back, what no, I'm not happy I'm not sharing the school with my baby sister.
"Well, today, I think well, be working on hand eye cordanation, with knives," Thomas says, his eyes gleaming with ideas. I start to worry because of the knives, maybe if thomas suddenly lost his mind, I might be paired with Leo, who will not try to kill me. It's not that I don't trust Sorren of Cleo, but they are going for the top in class, and if they don't go easy onmy- I'm not willing to take that chance. and anyone else will most likey destroy me. "you and a partner, I will chose them," mutiple groans errupt when he says this, "Shut it all of you!as I was saying, you and your pre chosen partner will throw knives, each person throws five each person catches five, if you miss or you drop one, or it doesn't go right into you hands, you will add another knife, if you miss you fifth one, you end up getting six, and so on," he goes into a supply closet and brings out a paint bucket filled to the brim with knives. Thomas starts naming parteners intel Cleo Leo and I are left. "Al right the next group will be Leo and..."he pauses looking over at me, and I know my fate is sealed. "Leo and Cleo, go!" he shouts, juting over to the door, he is making us do it out side. "And Ella, honestly, I didn't plan for this, so of course I don't have a partner for you..." he starts, and I pray he not throwing knives at me. "so you and Jackson will be fine," I give a huff, trying to hide that I'm shaking in my shoes, Jackson will most defenitly NOT go easy on me. he starts over but Thomas catchs him by the shoulder and whispers something in his ear (@Darth Daisy I have an idea that Thomas wants Jackson to gain Ella's heart and then destroy it! Mua Ha ha ha) Jackson nods gravely. and walks over to me. "Have fun," Thomas says giving my ponytailed hair, a rough tug.
"Look, so I guess, we got o-off on the wrong f-foot," I start, stuttering, remebering the first day he had come tothe school, even though, we had met before, we were friends before,maybe I can convince him to go back? Jackson stops catching my arm, and bring my ear to his lips.
"You're cute when you're scared," he whispers, before pushing me away, with a hand fullof knives, "you throw," he directs. I nod, still unsure of what just happened. I toss one knife, above his head just a little, he jumps and catchs it "Child's play, give me somethng hard," he says bragging. I toss two knives, and he catches them one in each hand. I toss the fourth, then fifth, withought missing a beat, Jackson grabs both of them, and smiles. "Your turn," he says with a grin, but not Hatrid, at least I know he's not going to try to kill me. A knife whizes, past me, without thinking I reach up and grab at it. I somehow get a hold of the handle, Jackson throws another and this time with more ease I grab it, along with the next two, finally by my last one, I've gotten a little cocky, sure that therer is no way I would miss it, I nod when Jackson asks if I'm ready. the knife starts spinning, and I know that this is not a good time to be happy go lucky and time to be run for cover your going to die. but sadly I'm to late, I wince as the blade breaks skin. "Ella!" Jackson says running over to me, I let my hand fall to my side, were a gushing cut was, sickly red blood comes off onto my fingers, so much it's like I tiped the tips of them into a jar of red paint. I shudder I feel it slowly trickling down my cheek, but I'm frozen everything seems to be moving in slow motion, intel familer hazel eyes, lock with mine.
"Leo?" I ask, but I shake my head he's on the other side of the feild, I look backup to see that they aren't hazel but dark brown orbs looking down at me with worry, and without thinking I splutter, "Your cute when your scared," he breaks into a forced laugh. Jackson takes my arm and wraps it around his neck, I don't resest, he gently places his own arm around my waist to help support, I hiss, and he recoils, "Sorry," I mummble, seeing black spots, before I collapse, I didn't faint, thankfully, i honestly don't knwo what happened, but, I'm unable to stand. Jackson tries to help me up but I fall back, while pain ebbs though my side threating my sanity, Jackson takes on look at my and then goes ghostly pale, at a sight behind me.
"What is this? I don't care if your a baby writer girl, you do not lay down in my class!" Thomas voices echos though the space, I don't have enough energy to wince so I lay there as he approaches me, "What's going on Get up! now!" he screams at me, I don't move, my eyelids bobbing up and down, and I notice Jackson's worrysom expression.  "I Said get UP!" thomas yells again, kicking at my side.
"Mhump," I say tears prickeled my eyes.
"Leave her alone Thomas!" I hear another voice yell, this time it really is Leo, he Sorren and Cleo all rush up to me, as Cleo and Sorren attack Thomas, Leo rushes to my side. "What did you do to her?" his voice so icy that I didn't beieve it was him. I look up to meet hiseyes that were filled with hatrid, but simmered down when they met mine. "Els," his voice soft, his hands fell to my side, hovering over it, as if to ask permission. I nod, he slwly takes off the gray sweatshirt, he was wearing, and presses the sleeve to my side, I hiss as a stapping pain jolts me up to a sitting possioson.
"Stop it, you'll make it worse," Jackson's voice is calm and steady like this happens all the time. "I'll take her,"  I see him lean down as if he were to pick me up. but Leo stops him.
"Uhuh, cause I totally trust you, not like you've hurt any of us before," Leo retorts. Jackson doesn't seem to care, because he contuinuse, and carefuly picks me up bridal style. and walks away, I'm not sure If I'm happy or not that Leo didn't follow, but I know I'm glad he didn't hear what we were taling about.
"I'm really sorry, and I mean, I could make it up to you, I could maybe, oh, I don't know, take you to the masked valentines dance?" he asks, I give a weak smile.
"If all other options are out I guess that'll have to do, I have to say, I was hoping for a car," I joke, he smiles, and for the first time since I've met him, I feel as if that smile was more genuin than all the others. 
submitted by Annabeth c
(February 3, 2017 - 12:33 am)

OMGANDLAF. 

I LOVE YOU RIGHT NOW.

FIRST OFF THAT WAS AMAZINGLY LONG.

AND YOU BROUGHT ROOOOMANCE!!!!!! SQUUUUEEEEE!!!!

I PROMISE TO DO A LONG POST TONIGHT OMGANDLAF YOU ARE AMAZING.  

submitted by Daisy @Annabeth
(February 3, 2017 - 4:26 pm)

YES! I'm SO happy you liked it, it took me FOREVER, but I got it done, I feel like I should take a nap, my fingers are still alittle numb, so, I'll be posting another long one for Ashlee and hopefully Hunter, and there's a 60% chance that I'll have enough to write Leo's chapter tonight so, they might be up this (or next depending when this is posted) morning. 

I'M SO GLAD THAT YOU ARE BACK, THE ORIGINAL FANTASTIC FOUR (yes I had to make that reference :)) IS ALMOST BACK TOGETHER, I think all we need to do is keep this thing up till summer, then we might be able to get Ashlee G back for that time!

 

 

BTW: really random, but I have this really fat kitten, and he managed to stuff hum self into a kurig coffee box, i think he may be stuck, my other cat keeps attacking/looking at him through the little flap that he's using as a door. 

submitted by annabeth C, @daisy
(February 4, 2017 - 12:11 am)

I think that is a great idea. It will be hosted in a beach somewere (I need to rigure out were) and everybody will be transported there about two days before the dance.

submitted by Gared
(February 3, 2017 - 8:17 pm)

Killin, class means the one class you are taking. 

each charrie is taking a class for example my charries Ella, Hunter, and Ash, are all in writing, while Leo is in PE, this is the one class you will be taking for the year. you can switch but you have to go ask the princepal, that is evil. also, little info, Thomas is the PE teacher, who is evil and awful, Lillian, if kinda the soft sweet, art teacher, Gared who you've apperentlymet is nice and the writing teacher, and Abby is the math teacher who is pretty nice and as far as I know she and Gared are a couple.

BTW: all the teachers are the same age as teh students!

hope this helped 

submitted by Annabeth c
(February 3, 2017 - 11:18 am)

Gared and Abby were a couple earlier, but not anymore.

submitted by Gared
(February 3, 2017 - 5:46 pm)

I am bringing back Sashenka (Sasha).

I think I'll put her in PE this time, so she can find ways to humiliate Thomas... Mwahahaha

You may find her charrie sheet a few pages back on this thread. 

submitted by Kestrel
(February 3, 2017 - 3:49 pm)

Orchestra is technically an art, right?

~Scarlet

I walk with Cobalt to lunch. I can tell the entire school is tense becuase of the incident that we all heard about at P.E. Ugh, P.E. The cruelest place on planet Earth.

I hang out at the Art Table with everyone else, but it's quiet. Some people draw, others listen to music, and others recite lines for plays. I draw and blast rock on my earbuds. I'm sure people close to me can hear, but the cafeteria is loud anyway, so it doesn't matter. I don't usually listen to rock. I don't know why I am now. Maybe sometimes it shows my emotions.

I finish lunch early and go to a huge window in the library that has a view to the soccer field. Funny how they would put reading and writing next to athletics. I know things at this school are divided, but I didn't think that much.

I had an encounter with a couple of P.E. students earlier, and let's just say it was ugly. One tripped me and the other said things like "Ginger," and "Freckle Face." But I don't let them get to me. I just put my ear buds back in and walk past.

But by now they should get a unsuspecting suprise, because after lunch my friends helped me to flood the floor of their locker rooms with pond algae. I smile, because I'm not afraid of the P.E. students like some others are. In fact, sometimes I feel as though I mock and beckon them to come at me. And looks like I just did.

submitted by Killim
(February 3, 2017 - 4:39 pm)

Actually, the orchestra is in Math.

submitted by Gared
(February 3, 2017 - 8:03 pm)
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