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Post by Mark Daniels on Jul 10, 2013 0:52:29 GMT -5
www.polyvore.com/mark_yeah/set?id=88906213www.polyvore.com/alan_yeah/set?id=88907521It was rare for Mark to be late to class. Mainly because he was always punctual and precise with time. However, his younger brother, Alan wanted to pass by Starbucks and it actually didn't sound so bad therefore Mark agreed. What he wasn't counting on was the extremely long line that they had to wait in. Once they had made it to the cashier the two siblings ordered and the second step was the worse: The wait. It wasn't as terrible as standing in line basically because they didn't have to stand. Once their drinks were ready, they were about five minutes late but their drive to the school would take at least ten minutes. "We're really late..." Mark commented after he stole a glimpse of the time. He sighed before putting his car on park and looking to Alan. "We've arrived fifteen minutes late... With Starbucks." he pointed out before laughing and taking the drinks in his hand. "You know my name not my story." Mark exclaimed with a valley girl accent before getting out of his vehicle. They made their way toward their classroom. They were chattering like parrots and the people inside the classrooms could probably hear them. "Everyone can hear you yell like a little-" Alan was about to say 'bitch' but before he could he had opened the door to their classroom. Mark looked to him as if asking him what he was going to say before nodding like saying I thought so. He walked toward Esme and handed her a hot chocolate. He took a look at her tacos as if asking her if she wanted to give him some of that. He stretched over to hand Keisha her drink, it was her favorite. Alan walked into class carrying two drinks and taking a seat next to Colette. "Hey. I bought something for you." he handed her her favorite drink because he just knew this stuff. Really. "I think it's your favorite." he squinted an eye as if he was thinking at the moment. He was awkward when it came to girls so Colette shouldn't really mind him. I think Wow, that just sounded like he wasn't even interested in her. Which he was but he just didn't want to sound desperate.
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Post by Esme Russel on Jul 10, 2013 1:29:32 GMT -5
"Isabel, did you really bring a dog to class?" Esme wasn't too surprised by this actually. If anyone was going to bring a damn adorable puppy to class then it was going to be Isabel. "Of course I did! Where else was I going to leave her? They told me that I couldn't bring her to the daycare because she's too furry which is really just discrimination if you ask me. She didn't ask to be born a dog and she's only like a little bit furrier than the other children! No offense, Esme." The redhead was used to her friend's rather insane comments regarding dogs and children being equal so she decided to not question it and just focus on the fact that she was going to need to make it through an entire class with Hudson Phelps in the room. Who possibly decided that this set up was acceptable? "Oh um it's no problem, Hudson." She'd be lying if she said that she didn't hope to eventually get past this awkwardness and at least get to a level of comfort between them again. They didn't need to be friends but this whole ducking behind things and skipping classes thing just wasn't working for her anymore. She needed to maintain her spot on the honor roll or her father wasn't going to pay her rent anymore and there was absolutely no way that she and Jonathan could make all of their bills on time.
He made her get a job to 'teach her responsibility' but it was really just complicating her life so much more than she wanted it to be. She'd been asking Anthony to watch Cassidy more now since she and Jonathan were both working which made her feel just a tiny bit guilty because that was time that he wouldn't get to spend with Kazzie. He wasn't the father! It just wasn't fair to expect him to take on parental responsibilities. How long could she ask him to babysit before he finally exploded on her that Cici was /not/ his responsibility and put his foot down on the issue? It wasn't like Cassidy was such a hard child to watch though. She was only ten months old so she did cry for things but there was typically a reason behind it and she was slowly getting better about the tantrum thing when you took away something that she was playing with or God forbid if you removed that damn pacifier from her mouth. Her daughter was such a little addict. She could share though sort of.. Did it count as sharing if she just put the pacifier in someone's mouth when they were in the middle of saying something or was that no longer considered nice?
She was taken out of her worries of financial doom and losing her babysitter when Wyatt asked her if he could have a taco. Was that even a question? Of course he could! "Here you go... And I have plenty more to go around." She was handing them out to really anyone who asked and some who didn't like Sadie who she had just placed one in front of. "Oh! Kyle! Of course you can have some." She knew that he loved tacos so she'd set aside three for him from her big old bag of them. Taco Bell was really the best, wasn't it? She was making so many new friends because of it! Or at least maintaining old friendships since she basically knew everyone in this damn class already. "Kazzie! I'm actually not sure where Crystal is.. Probably hungover or something." She shrugged and glanced behind her at the clock just to see how late that she was.. Oh so it wasn't too late.
Keisha and Amelia walked in shortly after she turned around and she almost squealed in delight when she smelled cheese freaking pizza. Was Keisha a God sent from heaven above or what? "Who am I to deny you tacos, Keisha? Especially when you brought in cheesy slices of heaven, you angel." She handed her two tacos before turning her attention to miss Amelia. Now, she wasn't the kind of girl who hated someone just because they had previously slept with her husband and she definitely wasn't jealous of her. She respected that her relations with Jonathan had happened in the past and she had no right to be angry if he talked to her since she was still very much best friends with the majority of the people who she slept with. How hypocritical would that be? "Do you want a taco too?" She didn't even let her answer before placing one in her hands.. Hopefully she wasn't a vegan or allergic or some kind of health food nut.
Mark's entrance into the classroom was definitely most exciting... He had Starbucks! She'd been craving a hot chocolate all day and here he was; truly a knight in shining armor. "Mark, has anyone ever told you that you're basically the best? My fetus and I are very appreciative of your kindness." Her damn fetus was making her crave all kinds of crazy ass shit. She didn't even really like hot chocolate before she got pregnant. It just tasted like chocolate water to her but right now it was like warm sips of awesome.
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Post by Kazzie Romano on Jul 10, 2013 1:59:20 GMT -5
Surely this class was going to be over before it would ever begin. What kind of teach is late to their own class? “That wouldn’t surprise me,” she responded to Esme before glancing at her phone. Anthony had texted her about watching Cici again, and of course she didn’t mind. She could only imagine the strain on Esme and Jon. Besides, she wasn’t even dating him yet, so she really didn’t have the authority to say or do anything about it. She found the way he handled kids quite attractive actually, and it usually was the cutest site in the world. Kazzie adored children, and she usually spent most of her time at the shelter with kids. While she really wanted a kid of her own, she wasn’t sure if she was ready for it.
Kazzie was browsing through various social networks when the smell of pizza hit her nose. She looked up quickly to see Keisha walk in with some. While Kazzie normally wasn’t the person to eat other peoples’ food, she was suffering a horrible case of the munchies and wanted to eat everything in sight. While Keisha and her weren’t exactly the ‘bestest of friends’, they had attended a few parties together. She bonded best at parties, and it happened often. “Keisha, my girl,” she started, putting her hand into her purse,” I will give you one of my very special family recipe brownies for some pizza.” The girl was hungry, and she knew Keisha could appreciate a good brownie.
What was even the topic for today’s class? Oh right- babies. This possibly couldn’t work out well any way possible. Kazzie glanced around at the students in the room and shook her head. She imagined them as parents, and the whole idea was hilarious. However, at the same time, she was looking forward to it. When she and her ex were dating, she used to babysit his little sister all the time while his parents were out. It was comforting and she found she was quite good at it. Of course she’d never tell anyone that this assignment was about to be a cake walk. The idea of walking around with a baby with Anthony though made her blush; surely people wouldn’t think it was real? As she thought about it, the idea didn’t seem to bother her. Let people think what they wanted. When she was ready for kid, she’d know it.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2013 5:06:35 GMT -5
{ www.polyvore.com/colette/set?id=88890948 } Oh classes close to Christmas.. Who in the world had been the genius to think that idea up? Colette knew for a fact that most people here were not paying as much attention as they normally would be because they had Christmas on their brains and that meant that this whole thing was basically pointless. The only people who really wanted to be in school this time of the year were nerds with no lives, misfits who didn't care about anything and well those who don't celebrate this particular holiday. Did non-celebrators enjoy other aspects of the holiday season like eggnog, snow angels and wonderful deals on presents or was it kind of an all for one kind of thing? Yeah, this is what happened when class was taking too long to start and she had to entertain herself with her own thoughts. Her mind had a tendency to be a very interesting and confusing place. "Marshall! Hand me one of those awesome cookies!" She'd been under the impression that she was being unique and fun by bringing everyone juice boxes but apparently she wasn't the only one who thought that bringing refreshments was a kind gesture as Esme had tacos (and cupcakes and sodas for certain people), Charles had cookies, Cooper had buffalo wings and bread sticks, Keisha brought in cheese pizza and Isabel had her donuts which she wasn't sure counted since she was only sharing with a certain few.
"Are you absolutely sure that you're not interested in having sex even one more time? I will literally give you seven cookies if you have sex with me one more time." Colette didn't have any issue with Charles but the fact that he was trying so hard to get her to go for another round with him when he hadn't even been very good the first time was sort of frustrating. It wasn't like he was genuinely pressuring her; he was a lot of things but he wasn't that kind of a jerk. Hell, he wasn't even really a jerk at all now that she thought about it. Sure he had a lot of sex but he was always very open about the fact that he didn't want a commitment which she was sort of wanting these days. It wasn't like she was going to just date the first person who showed an interest in her if her feelings weren't genuine but if the situation were to come up where she was talking to a really nice guy who shared romantic feelings in her than she was open to the idea. "Look... I think that you're great but you're horny.. Go have sex with someone else like... whoever you get partnered up in this baby thing plus I know where you got those cookies and she'll make me some if I ask."
She almost wanted to laugh when Charles glanced around the room and realized that most everyone here was either a guy or taken or way out of his league. "Okay but what if I get like.. Wyatt? Like, I know that there's nothing wrong with it but do I still have to have sex with them and only them because they fathered my child?" He genuinely sounded concerned about the thought of having sex with a man so being the kind sweet understanding woman that she was, Colette took advantage of that. "Yeah.. It's basically a rule that you can only have sex with someone if you're partnered up with them like not sleeping together means an automatic F on your whole project even if the baby is well taken care of." She was about to tell him that she was just messing around when they heard a ruckus outside of the room. Were those Daniels boys finally making their appearance? The party (err class) don't start til they walk in.
She didn't think that she necessarily had a crush on Alan Daniels but there were some feelings involved on her part. She would consider it more of a fascination with him rather than a genuine crush as she just wanted to get to know him better on a more personal level. It seemed like he also wanted to get to know her since he chose to sit next to her when there were many other seats available in the room... He could even choose to sit next to that better Amelia girl if he wanted! "Oh my gosh! Thank you so much." How could she ever repay him? She'd never expect someone to bring her Starbucks especially not her favorite drink. Had he been stalking her instagram where she posted at least two selfies a day with her holding a peppermint white chocolate mocha or had he just noticed that she had one every morning? "Oh! Here, I have goldfish crackers and an apple juice box."
She reached into her elephant backpack and handed him the small unopened box of goldfish crackers leftover from her lunch along with one of the juice boxes. Did that come off as desperate and like she wanted to seduce him in anyway? She just was really hoping that the whole random name picker would lead to the two of them being partners. Maybe they could even get a cute little baby boy and they could name it something like Tyrone (one of her favorite names) or Brandon. Was it terrible that she already had names picked out for her future children? Probably but she knew for a fact that Isabel Mason already planned her wedding down to the cake and Charles, despite his claims otherwise, had already decided that he wanted five children - three boys and then twin girls.
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Post by Charles Marshall on Jul 10, 2013 5:51:12 GMT -5
Charles considered himself to be one of the most affected people by this whole break up epidemic. How could he not be? He was now in competition with people like Wyatt Parks with his stupid awesome hair and Cooper Reynolds who somehow managed to get hot girls despite the fact that he had some creepy tendencies well and he said that Carlos girl had 'love clouds' when she didn't even really have breasts! She had like barely there bee stings which was perfectly fine but really nothing to brag about and that fabulous ass? He'd seen much better like on that fine ass Keisha girl. Girl had a body that just didn't quit! He was really more of a boob guy than an ass guy though so if he was going to make anyone his 'goal' than it would be Lulu. Wasn't she single now too? He'd heard a nasty little rumor that her boyfriend had chose his *sort of lame* band over her which he just couldn't understand. Hadn't he just been plastering her tits all over the internet and proclaiming ownership over her? Whatever. That wasn't his issue to get into so he was just going to focus on things that actually did involve him like the fact that he could get laid now by all of these hotties if he just put in a little work.
He'd already done the deed with miss Colette which was actually not as impressive as he'd expected but it satisfied her penis for the time being so who was he to complain? It wasn't like he didn't enjoy the sex; it was just that she was very hard to pleasure and it threw him off of his game like seriously, she couldn't have given him a pity moan? If he was a woman than he'd have the decency to fake an orgasm to raise a man's ego. Couldn't these girls see that they were seriously throwing him off of his game? It seemed like every girl that he brought to his dorm lately just wasn't impressed by his skills which definitely wasn't a problem before... Just ask anyone who lived near him! He usually had such screamers ugh where were all the easy girls? "Pizza fucking yes!" He didn't know who had invented the deliciousness but he definitely owed him a high five and possibly even maybe a fist pump depending on how awesome that he was. Like, this was seriously the best idea in the world.
"Keisha, has anyone told you lately that you're an angel sent from heaven above to satisfy everyone's cheesy needs?" Was that a pick up line? He was hoping that she wouldn't take it as one since he honestly didn't want to nail her anymore.. She seemed like a cool person and he generally didn't befriend previous lays unless they seriously impressed or their fathers knew each other hence his friendship with Colette. "Like this is seriously the best cheese pizza in the whole world.. I don't even care if Crystal ever shows up! I could just happily eat pizza all period and not have one complaint.. I have cookies also if anyone is interested." He reached for the plate and set it down where everyone could grab one if they wanted. How had they managed to have such a cool group of people in one room? With the exception of that weird kid on his phone but he looked like a nerd anyway and he just wasn't part of the party so he didn't count.
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Post by Crystal Chandelier on Jul 10, 2013 13:42:19 GMT -5
Crystal wasn't always the most upbeat person when it came to having to work. Juggling two jobs was difficult! Especially when one took place early in the morning and the other took place in the middle of the night -- she barely got any sleep! How was she supposed to appear restful and sexy in the classroom in the morning when she was juggling her tits onstage at the club all night? Thankfully, the cure to hangovers was simply to stay drunk, so she made the effort to consume just a bit of moonshine before leaving her apartment that morning in order to rid of the throbbing headache she'd awakened with in order to make it to the school just in time to be... somewhat earlier than usual?
She'd had to stop by Cherry's office, where she'd left the two big boxes of baby dolls for her assignment that week. Those things were not light, and Crystal was a tiny girl, how in hell did anyone expect her to carry those by herself? After attempting to move the boxes halfway out of the administrative offices, she'd nearly given up, but decided to exit the building and search for any nearby students to help her carry them. Eyeing a certain Jonathan Russel and Cameron Sawyer, a smirk crossed her face. Those two would do the trick! Crystal ran a hand through her hair before approaching them, "Hey, boys," she lowered her eyes at them, "you're late to my class."
Jon and Cam sort of just exchanged looks with each other, nervously, until Cam spoke up, trying to laugh it off, "In our defense, Miss Chandelier," he shrugged, "you're late to your own class."
Crystal raised an eyebrow, "Touche, Sawyer." she folded her arms across her chest and cocked her head to the side, "But, class doesn't start without me, and I usually think the best of my students and assume they're punctual, so, unless you want me to write you boys up for being tardy... you should probably assist in helping me carry a few boxes," she shrugged, "you know, to excuse your lateness."
She never did speak to her students in such a serious fashion, but when she did, Crystal knew how to get what she wanted, and she grinned the whole walk to her classroom as she watched Jonathan and Cameron carrying the boxes of babies ahead of her. "Set 'em down on the desk, boys!" she waved a hand to them as they did so, and then dismissed them to their seats, looking around the classroom and clapping her hands in order to gather everyone's attention.
"HEY," she yelled, waiting for all the talking to die down, and she examined each student's face, scrunching her eyebrows when she saw all the food that had been laid out onto the desks, "since when did my classroom become the cafeteria?" Crystal crossed her arms, beginning to pace the room, walking passed each desk until she reached Esme's, "Next time you place one on my desk, Mrs. Russel," she placed a hand on hers, winking before continuing on, turning her head to Amelia and smiling, taking a strand of the girl's hair and twirling it around her finger for a second, "Amelia." she greeted, with a nod, then returned to her spot in the front of the classroom.
"Alright, today I will be assigning each of you your partners for our baby assignment," Crystal clasped her hands together, "no complaining about who you are assigned to raise this baby with, y'all need to suck it up," she proceeded to open one of the boxes, lifting up the flaps and picking up one of the babies, "what's important here, are these babies!" she held it up by the foot, in order for everyone to see, "Most of you will be in pairs, and you cannot switch partners. You will treat these babies as if they were cooked up from your own eggs and semen, alright? That means you and your partner are responsible for them, and as parents, you need to learn how to get along."
Crystal sat the baby doll back onto the desk, picking up the piece of paper she'd written the assigned partners on and calling out each pair and handing them their assigned babies, one by one.
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Post by Chloe Cox on Jul 10, 2013 16:02:14 GMT -5
[ www.polyvore.com/class2/set?id=88913705 ] Since the first day of schoo, Chloe had felt uncomfortable in this class. She didn’t really have any friends and some of the people scared her. It wasn’t that she was a loser, she was just quiet. She watched people interact instead of engaging in conversations herself. Chloe looked around the room and noted how many ‘popular’ people were in it. She didn’t quite fit in with their social habits. She was quiet and didn’t partake in drinking and parties. She didn’t even attend the ‘everyone is welcome’ parties, those were usually the scariest. Sure, she thought many of the guys were attractive but she’d never talk to them on her own. She was quite content with sitting by herself and no one really paying attention to her. The room was filled with food and Chloe was genuinely confused as to how it had happened. Had they all planned it and were doing some sort of potluck? Luckily she had already eaten and wasn’t really hungry. As time passed she couldn’t help but notice that the teacher was extremely late. It wasn’t uncommon for her to be late, just not this late. Chloe didn’t mind though, winter break was coming up and she was ready for it. She couldn’t wait for this much needed break from school. Sure, she probably wouldn’t do anything because her foster parents were far too busy with other things. So what that they were rich and all, but they weren’t parents. Augustus was all she needed, he was her family. Finally their teacher had arrived along with two other males, Jon and Cameron. In their hands were huge boxes filled with… babies? She had forgotten about this unit, and she gulped silently. They couldn’t change partners? But… that meant she might be stuck with someone mean. Chloe glanced around the room slowly, inspecting her possible partner. She was scared of all of them. They were all popular and beautiful, and she was just… Chloe. What if her partner made her do all the work? Or what if her partner hated her? She was suddenly uncomfortable in her seat, but with no real friends to comfort her she just stared forward waiting for the assignment to begin.
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Post by Danny Dubois on Jul 10, 2013 17:18:35 GMT -5
"Shit shit shit shit shit," Danny was hissing under his breath as he sprinted down the halls turning corners and practically flying into lockers as he held onto the straps of his backpack. He'd gone back to his dorm for lunch and fallen asleep, and the only reason he was awake right now was because the bell rung. The bell for class. AKA... he was late. And anyone in the hall could've known that by how much he was swearing and how fast he was running. He'd even lost his hat at one point. And not gone back for it.Turning the last corner to the hallway in which he knew his classroom was, Danny smashed a shoulder into the lockers and held onto it as he slipped into the room. It looked like things were just getting started, even if he was a good fifteen minutes late. "I didn't miss the birthing of my child, did I?" he said through heavy breaths and a crooked smile. Laughing it off a bit and rolling his shoulder, Danny took a seat near Hudson and put his legs out as he tried to catch his breath. "Yo Es. Hit me up with one of those babies," he said, this time referring to the tacos she had and not the actual babies in the front of the room. Noting Kyle, Danny offered a head nod (and received one in return) then punched Hudson's back. "Sup, bro," he said. Hudson didn't answer, just smiled.
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Post by Wyatt Parks on Jul 10, 2013 17:33:46 GMT -5
Wyatt took the doughnut from Isabel, and then the taco from Esme. “You guys are gonna make me fat,” he joked. “I’m fine…” he said letting his voice trail off, he knew he really wasn’t ok with it. “Thanks for the doughnut… “ that was great way to change the subject. He’d been talking about her a lot though, when people asked if he was ok. It was easier to just pretend that he was getting over it, when he still thought of her a lot, and still wanted to have her back, even though now that she was gone he was starting to realize just how annoying she had been. He knew he would still take her back. He shrugged. “I thought you’d be sad too?”
He stopped talking after that and listened to Crystal talk. He really didn’t want a baby, or a fake one. This was like a torture assignment. When he said she was paired with Aliana, he had to think for a second to remember who she was. After a while though he remembered her, well possibly, since he didn’t really know her name the first time he met her either. She was hot though. So that was possibly all the mattered after all he was probably just going to kill the baby and take the F for the assignment. He knew not to have kids, and he really didn’t want any any time soon.
“It kind of looks like you,” he said to her with a shrug when they got the baby. Well that was a great thing to say. “At least we made a baby that kind of looks like one of us,” he shrugged. “I’d be worried if it didn’t.” he wanted to make a sexual comment about having a baby, but decided that he should stop talking before he made a huge asshole out of himself. "Do you want a doughnut?" he offered her the one Isabel gave her because he hadn't actually wanted it, and didn't expect her to share. He decided he'd just stick with Esme's taco.
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Post by Aiden Munslow on Jul 10, 2013 17:53:23 GMT -5
Aiden wasn’t exactly happy about having a baby, he wasn’t lying when he told Hannah that if he ever had kids they would probably turn into prostitutes and druggies. He knew that he was too much of a kid himself for a baby, if he didn’t light it on fire with hair spray he was pretty sure Jem would. Yeah so he probably was going to keep the baby from him well unless his partner was cool with getting an F and he wasn’t sure of any people in here that were. Aside from Esme and a few other people he really didn’t know anyone here.
So when the teacher said he was paired up with Eric he was kind of surprised because he had no idea who that was. That and the fact that he had a fake baby with a guy was not going to help the fact that Esme thought he was gay. Well he did seem like it. He wasn’t sure who Eric was but when he was pointed in the right direction by some girl he didn’t know. “Oh you look like an Eric hi,” he said. He sounded probably a little too happy about this project. “I’m Aiden and I guess we made a baby,” he shrugged and pushed his hair out of his eyes.
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