Aidan-

I sigh as I slam my locker closed. Another day suffering. I glare down at my schedule, as if that would change anything. The first bell rings, and I hastily tie my hair up and hurry to class. I make it to my first period with a few minutes to spare.

The art teacher greets me with a curt nod. I reciprocate it.

This is the only bearable class, not least because I can zone out, or just punch clay if I want. I've already sculpted a few things, mostly hands. And pencil drawings! I love the duality of graphite, how I can break a 9H pencil trying to make a dark line, or just rub the tip of a 4B pencil over the paper and immediately have thick, flowy lines of coverage.

I settle into my seat, ignoring the occasional stare. Everybody treats me like some sort of freak, and mybe I am. Or maybe they're just comparing me to the golden boy, my older brother.

Rowan was perfect. He had a stupid girlfriend, who I hated because I really didn't hate her. He had great grades, so different from mine. He played baseball, and he was good at it. He had scholarships to all the colleges he wanted to go to.

And then he snapped.

I glance up. The boy next to me is scribbling a face in his notebook. A girl twirls a pencil between her fingers. A few kids cluster in the other corner, giggling and popping their gum. I huff, quietly, and go grab my half-finished teapot. I'm trying to add the spout, but it's not easy.

"Ten minutes left, guys. Cleanup time." The teacher says. I grab my teapot, finally ready to be glazed, and set it down on its tray. I wash my hands and sponge off my area, then grab my messenger bag (I found it thrifting a few weeks ago, and it was insanely cheap) and swing it over my shoulder.

My boots clomp on the tiles in the hallway. I pass a group of popular girls, hair swishing, and glare at their backs.

I used to be one of them. I wore new clothes, light jeans and tank tops, and kept my hair long and blonde. I giggled with the girls about their crushes--older boys, mostly; one of them kept talking about how cute my brother was--and went to sleepovers every weekend.

A few things happened in quick sucession then. I came out as bi. The friend group dropped me, taking another girl in my place. It was at that point I realized I had nothing left to lose. I had no friends. I felt utterly alone. So I came out as genderfluid, too, and dropped the hair and clothes that, by then, had begun to feel less like a privilege and more like a prison.

And then Rowan left, and what little normalcy my life still had shattered.

Lost in throught, I automatically walk into my second period class, world history. I sigh. This is going to be a very long day. 

<And that was Aidan's intro! I mostly wanted to flesh out their backstory a bit, hope it's okay!> 

Periwinkle- Thank you so much for letting me join!

Diana-

I close my locker, smiling at it's spray painted cover. Any other kid would have gotten detention, but my last name is like a free pass- anyone related to my brother is practically royalty. Asher Greer, Evergreen Middle School legend. Good at everything-sports, academics, even talking to people. A bit of a rebellion from his little sister is nothing. Plus, anything to brighten this school up a bit, you know? 

 I close my eyes and breath, only to get hit in the head with a backpack. "Watch it!" I yell, but nobody is listening, as always. I grab my notebook and slide it into my burgundy messenger bag. A pin on my bag matches the slogan written across my locker. Because I said so. A genius phrase, really. How many times do your parents win arguments with it? It's instantly authority-giving. My phone pings. A text from his royal highness, my one and only brother. A smirking emoji. Mm. His signature. But the time is what really catches my eye. I have a minute to get to science. Fast walking, I make my way to my science class. I'm ready for another day of drowning in stress, as the teachers watch me, laughing.

Name:  Ava Avery 

Pronouns:She/her

Age (10-15) and grade (5-8):Age:11 Grade:6

Any siblings who go to the school as well? (Your character can have 1 sibling who does):NOpe

New student or returning from last year?:returning

Personality:Rebeliious, but tends to go with groups.

Appearance:Medium height, should length black hair, 

Other: Very athletic, is out-going with friends, but otherwise, appears shy.

(I hope I can still join.)

)Ava(

Well, it's a monday. Gotta face it, I think as I open my locker after 4 tries. The books are all 6th grade level,'cept my math book. That book signs my death in middle school, where having good academic grades is so "uncool" and "nerdy". I have a few friends, but they're not really close. Just casual ones, you know? The bell rings, interupting my thoughts as I head off to math, the doom of me. 

(Sorry if this is reallllly short, I'm generally inexperienced in writing. Also, this kinda like me actually cause I have math 6/7 even though I'm in 6th for everything else.) 

Alana~

Oh no.

Ohhhhhh nooo.

This cannot be happening. Nope! I won't allow it.

There are no empty tables in the cafeteria!

"How can this be happening?!" 

"Oh, some of the 5th and 6th graders on the yearbook team are eating lunch in the cafeteria today so they can get pictures of the 7th and 8th graders for the yearbook. So it's extra full," Says an older girl. Then she runs off to sit with Laural and her little friends. 

I sigh, and decide the best thing to do would be to find the emptiest table and sit there. There is one table that just has one person sitting there, so I walk towards it and say awkwardly, "H-hi. I'm Alana. I'm in you're math class?" 

Someone in my math class, Moriko, looks up at me.

"Do you... Mind if maybe I sit here?" I ask. I hope Moriko doesn't notice the fear in my voice.

Autumn~

My friends are sitting around me, chattering and talking, when I notice one of those nice girls, Ava, passing by. I've heard she's super athletic, and she's kind of pretty. Definitely someone who could be popular. Maybe I could invite her over to sit here? I think. Everyone in 6th grade knows it's an honor to be let into my group. But usually people get here by having a mutual friend, not by me inviting them directly. Still, I can give it a shot, right? Get to know her a little more. And if I don't like her, I just start some friend drama and I don't have to deal with her in a week. 

My mind made up, I shout out to Ava, "Hey, wanna sit with us?"

~~~

I hope I wasn't being too pushy. I wanted my characters to socialize a little more, and I thought it would be a good way to introduce Autumn.  

Milly Sunstar, did you have an idea for how you wanted Aidan and Diana to become friends? I'm fine with anything, I just wasn't sure if you had a plan already or anything. I think they would get along really well, so however you want to so it is okay with me!