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Æ Middle School RP!
So, Mei realized that all this crushing stuff is A LOT like middle school drama.
Pretty self-explanatory. No CAPTCHAs.
Name:
Personality:
Crushes:
Appearance:
Other:
Name: Hèmǐn
Personality: Go read Harry Potter.
Crushes: 8-PIECE!
Appearance: Chinese Hermione.
Other: She talks in bold because she's a bold Gryffindor.
Name: Fúdìmó
Personality: Go read HP. (Wow, I'm lazy today! XD)
Crushes: He cannot love:
Appearance: Chinese Voldemort.
Other: Talks in italics because he's a sly and sneaky Slytherin.
submitted by Hèmǐn & Fúdìmó, age Mei's Æs
(July 17, 2016 - 1:17 pm)
(July 17, 2016 - 1:17 pm)
I claim theater!
(July 22, 2016 - 10:43 am)
Darn! Theater is my second Forte. But I'm fine with History.
(July 22, 2016 - 1:37 pm)
Now that I think about it, I shouldn't be in this. I'm nine! *sighs* I'll deal with it.
Donut~
I check my schedule. My first class is... PE. Noooooo! I am NOT athletic.
I run in to the gym and right away have to start running laps. It's a GIANT gym! I don't even recognize any of the AEs there. And now some random AE is shooting fire everywhere for us to trip over. I wish that I had powers.
(July 22, 2016 - 1:39 pm)
BTW: I just adopted lightning/electricity powers, so that effects my last post.
(July 22, 2016 - 1:45 pm)
I TEACH ART! Sorry. Could I teach art? I'll post a POV in a bit.
(July 22, 2016 - 3:24 pm)
(If possible, I can be the Science Teacher)
Zeon~
I catch sight of a surfer-looking kid in the halls, scrambling to pick up pencils. The crowd is pushing forward to get to class, so I go the opposite way. Classic.
"Hey dude, you need help?" I ask the kid.
He looks up, somewhat embarrassed, and nods. His eyes flit to someone behind me - a girl, probably. I quickly help finish picking up his pencils and help him up.
"Thanks," he says, grinning. "I'm 8-Piece."
"Zeon, I say, grabbing my bag. "We should talk later-"
"And get to class now," 8-Piece finishes, racing off.
The bell rings as I step into the Algebra room. Late, not too surprising. The CBer (Mei?) teacher glares at me as I walk in. I offer the teacher my trademark trouble-maker grin. The CBer storms over and whacks me upside the head with a ruler then goes back to the board and continues class.
"Ouch," I mumble, rubbing my head.
My twin sister, Quill, shakes her head and scribbles down the complex Algebra equation. When the teacher asks for the answer, Quill and another girl's hand shoots up. I catch 8-Piece's stare turn to the other girl dreamingly. Crush, maybe?
"Yes, Miss Hemin?" the CBer asks.
"The answer is x=3.5762 repeated and y=5," the girl, Hemin, says proudly.
The teacher nods respectfully and writes down a new equation.
The class goes on for another 50 minutes this way. The teacher always choosing Hemin, so much to where Quill gives up on trying to answer.
Guess you can't have two smart girls in one class.
(Also, are we having the AEs not know each other, or still know each other?)
(July 22, 2016 - 3:47 pm)
I call being the science teacher!
(July 22, 2016 - 5:22 pm)
Oh, well if you already did, you can be then.
(July 22, 2016 - 8:22 pm)
~Chilly
I corner Glow in the halls. "We need to talk."
(July 22, 2016 - 5:58 pm)
~Glow
i get cornered by chilly ''what's the matter? is something wrong?'' i stare at chilly she looked kinda worried..
(July 22, 2016 - 10:09 pm)
~Chilly
"It's Arwen." I say, pressing my lips together. "I don't know if she goes to this school or not but I know what you're up to. Zeon will hate you if you do it." Then I hurry away in the halls, one AETCHA against the world (or Glow, lol).
Next Class: HISTORY!!! (taught by Icy)
(July 23, 2016 - 7:39 am)
~Glow
''Wait!'' I say but, she's already running off to history... so... i check a scedrue on my phone to see what class i have: Art. my apsulute FAVORITE Class Ever! i race off too it
as quick as possible. i open the door people are drawing well the CBer teacher is telling the class what to draw, so i sit down in my useawe seat and start drawing what looked like a big pinapple so i tryed my best... but... when the teacher came too check are drawings... she (or he i dont know who teaches art XD) came to check and (he or she) hated it! she (or he) said that we were drawing a yellow rose... so i got an F! i never get F's in art! it supposed to be my best Class i do! i guess today was not my day...
(July 24, 2016 - 3:17 pm)
~Chilly
"It's Arwen." I say, pressing my lips together. "I don't know if she goes to this school or not but I know what you're up to. Zeon will hate you if you do it." Then I hurry away in the halls, one AETCHA against the world (or Glow, lol).
Next Class: HISTORY!!! (taught by Icy)
(July 23, 2016 - 7:39 am)
Oh my whiskers. Oh my whiskers. What was I thinking? Why oh why did I think I could survive for even a MINUTE in this Mira-forsaken place? A middle school stuffed full of AEs. And Wingnut isn't even here!
I'm pretty miserable. I'm in the form of a cat--petite, as always, and cream with light beige markings--sitting on the desk, watching as the teacher shows us math equations. I don't think anyone notices as a tear of desperation slips down my furry cheek.
I lay my head on my paws, trying to drown out the sound of Masked Piester's loud voice and the other AEs' general chaos. I am the first CAPTCHAE! I should be able to handle rough housers like these. But no. I lay my ears back against my head, and the misery that awaits me this term yawns in front of my face like a dragon's maw.
I shiver at the thought of the giant scaly beasts, and wonder once more: What have I gotten myself into?
(July 22, 2016 - 7:25 pm)
Yeah, sure, why not? I'll be the Algebra teacher!
(July 23, 2016 - 8:01 am)