FFF High School (~RP~)

[Amizon]

FFF High School​

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Everyone knows that high school never ends. Fortunately for the students of FFF High, the mysterious Darkblade left and the high school was taken over by its new owner only known as Lord Golbez took over. Despite this, nothing's changed. The students are still in their groups battling for control of the school and the teacher are helpless to stop this. Why, it's FFF High, where the students rule ... with some authority once in a while.

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The bell rang for homeroom. Faith groaned when she rushed through the doors of FFF High hoping that her homeroom teachers, Mr Hanson, wouldn't tell her off again for being late. If he did, then it'd be the sixth time this term. She ignored the shocked expressions on other students' faces as she hurried to homeroom. When she eventually got there, she smiled, as she saw that she was two minutes early. "YES!" she shouted loudly. "I got here before Hanson!" When the other cheerleaders just gave her weird looks, she sat down and watched Hanson walk into the room with his folders and files.

"Hmmm, early for once, are we then?" he said, glancing at Faith. "Very good, Miss Crest, although you seem to forget that we don't wear mini skirts at high school." Faith glanced down at her cheerleading outfit. "It's for what you call cheerleading," piped up the head cheerleader called Britney Keys. "But then ... it doesn't matter. C'mon, Faith! Tell us why you were late again!" Faith groaned when she got dragged to the desk next to Britney. She didn't like her whatsoever. She was literally Queen Bitch of FFF High and would always get what she wanted in the end.

 

[Laro]

Look that's me

You can forget now.


Meanwhile, Laro was reading her book as usual. When Mr Hanson asked everyone's attention she listened.
"As you all know, we don't have a uniform in this school." The teacher glanced at Faith, but nobody else did. "The rule 10 which is no miniskirts, will be edited. From now on, whoever breaks the rule will get detention."
The students started arguing.
"Silence!" Said the teacher. Everyone heard the door of the classroom opening. Lord Golbez came in.
"Ms. Parque." He said scanning the crowd. Laro jumped. She coudn't be in trouble because she did nothing but reading and studying. She came with him anyway. They left the classroom. Laro followed the headmaster without questioning, still she wondered. They slowly approached the office, Lord Golbez opened the door and they went inside.
"Sit." He said calmly. Laro did as she was told. She was getting nerveus.
"Your mother called Laro." He looked "She said that..." He paused. Lord Golbez looked nerveus himself so he turned away from Laro's face. "Your father has died in a car accident..."
Laro lowered her head
"I see..." She said. Not a tear on her face.
"Can you cope?" asked Lord Golbez. Laro nodded. She was quiet. Lord Golbez had expected her to sink in and cry histerically, which she didn't. "Right..." He sighed, "You're dismissed. Go back to your class." and he rised hiself, then opened the door politely. Laro exited. She was now all alone in the corridor, everyone else had been learning in different classes. She stared at the floor, motionless and silent.
"Why..?" Whe cried out.

 

[Amizon]

All the cheerleaders retaliated at Mr Hanson saying that there was a new rule regarding miniskirts. Faith could only roll her eyes, as Britney rose to her feet in defiance of this new rule. "But it's a tradition for cheerleaders!" she yelled. But then she stopped Mr Hanson getting a say in this. "And if you don't get it off the rules, then I'll just call Daddy and trust me, he's a really good friend of Lord Golbez!" Mr Hanson carried on with more announcements and Britney sat down again receiving high fives from the other cheerleaders.

"See?" smiled Britney at Faith. "I am such a hero. If it wasn't for Daddy and his connections, then this school would already be gone to the dogs." Faith ignored her for this time. If only she could just be shut up for once about her precious daddy, she thought. I'm glad no one asks me questions about my parents. They're just dead and all I have left is Patricia. "And as Miss Keys failed to point out, there is a cheerleading meeting today at lunch in the gym," finished Mr Hanson. And then the bell rang for first lesson.

 

[Laro]

As the bell rang Laro still stood in front of Lord Golbez's office. She couldn't care less about a teacher bringing Ned Shaws (the bully) to the office.

People passing by seemed like an endless train. Finally a tear dropped down her soft cheecks. Laro whiped them and went to her locker to get her books.
"Hey, you okay?" She heard a manly voice. As she turned she saw Matt. The boy she seemed to like. Laro looked directly into his deep, green eyes. "Umm..." He looked.
"I'm Laro. Yes I'm okay and..." She shook herself from within.
"Matthew Jameson, but you can just call me Matt." He held out his hand. Laro shook it and smiled.
"Nice to meet you Matt." They looked at each other.
"You two, go to your classes!" Said Ms. Ryans, the art teacher. "Or get detention, your choice,"
"She's right." Said Laro when the teacher walked away.
"I know, but the teachers here are so strict since Lord Golbez started ruling the school.. Yeesh." Said Matt. They waved to each other. Then Laro had to go to the Pagoda.

 

[Amizon]

OOC: Laro, edit your post. You're not allowed to powerplay. You only control your own character(s).

 

[Dean Winchester]

(First time in this kind of RP, so let's hope I do well I am not quite familiar with USA High Schools so I might miss some of the vocabulary. Forgive if I can express myself as well as in Medieval themed RPs)

Tossed in a place were he would probably make little, if none, friends. This is how Julian thought of this place in which the youth gathered to gain knowledge, or at least were "supposed" to, for it was a place were competitiveness and rivalry were the daily ordeals to overcome. Is this the place he thought would help him to succeed in life? Julian wondered, and doubt. It appears that most of the teens here were drawn to things he considered irrelevant and unnecessary-he assumed-, nevertheless he was already before the grand stairs that held the pathway towards his new life. Two years ago he spends some time in other High Schools, but finally ended up here, to complete his studies so that he could joined a well renown University and become an engineer.

Julian first had a glance of the females around. "Cheerleaders...." Though pretty and would easily awaken his attention and feelings, Julian thought were nothing more than plastic girls who thought could pawn men around. He always looked for the perfect woman for him, one that would love him in both bad and good times and that would spend the rest of her life with him, have many children and grandson and then live the rest of their days in peace. Snap out of that dream! Julian told to himself, for dreams were sweat while reality was bitter. None of these girls would pay any attention to him, for he would most likely be rejected the moment he began to behave like the cold youth he was.

While walking through the hallways, Julian heard the names "Faith Crest" and "Laro Parque", but he paid little attention to them. Unable to smile, he continued his path, would probably be mistaken by an "emo" and the one who says that would probably earn a First Class Ticket to a Royal Rumble. "Why would I lose my time trying to present myself to them? They would probably ignore me, because I admit, I am not their typical Barbie's Ken who would make them droll, I am just normal...." He said once again to his own thoughts, and so he reached a stairway and remained there, silent, while the crowed of students went past him, left and right, upstairs and downstairs, to their following classrooms.

 

[Amizon]

OOC: Nothing to worry bout Julius. I don't even live in the US, but luckily, I used to watch (and still do watch) some shows that feature American high schools like Heroes did a few times. Ok, now I'll post.

IC: "Have you even practiced yet, Faith?" asked Heather White, another fellow cheerleader. Together, she and Faith were the less bitchier cheerleaders of the squad. She lowered her voice, so that Britney wouldn't hear. "Because I think that Britney's really wanting to take it all up to the next level." Faith shook her head as if to say no and yawned when they walked into their history class. Sometimes, she didn't mind history. But now? It'd be boring.

Faith took her seat next to Heather, but then Britney cleared her throat and Heather moved elsewhere. "So how's it going then, Faith?" she asked nicely, but fake all the while. Faith didn't say anything; she was taking out her books out of her handbag. "Speak to me, damn it!" growled Britney, who was obviously Queen Popularity and everyone was scared that Faith would only get a slap. "Everything's fine," said Faith, as she rubbed her eyes and then tapped her pencil on the table. "I need to concentrate, that's all ..."

 

[Dean Winchester]

(People will hate Julian )
Out of the sudden, Julian underwent an abrupt mood change, becoming quite irritated and slightly sarcastic. He reacted to Britney's words like a bullet, and decided to reply while his back was turned against Britney and her friend.

"Would you please mind your tone of voice? Yelling at someone won't help and besides makes you look quite...how should I say? stupid perhaps?"

It was a low blow, Julian the new guy cared not if Britney was the most popular girl in school, and somehow found her to be quite annoying. On the other hand, he found Faith to be quite interesting and perhaps worthy to meet.
Without waiting for a reply and anticipating that maybe her boyfriend *if she had any) would challenge him to a fight for daring to insult Britney, Julian turned around and fixed his eyes on those two cheerleaders, Faith and Britney.

"The name is Julian by the way...apologize my rudeness, sometimes I can't avoid it..."

 

[Amizon]

Britney looked taken aback by what he said and glared coldly at him. "God, you people don't even have any manners whatsoever!" she gasped, pretending to be shocked. "I swear when I get home, Daddy's going to hear about this and make sure that the discipline here is stricter!" She didn't even bother to hear his name and went off to the pack of cheerleaders sat at the back. She still despised the fact that Britney had raised her voice at her, something that she hadn't done to her for a few weeks now.

"Oh, you'll get used to her in due time," smiled Faith shyly. "It's nice to meet you, Julian. And it's actually nice that someone finally stood up to Britney. We get a lot of that all the time, so expect the unexpected." She glanced over at Heather, who was sat quietly with someone else now. "Oh, my name's Faith by the way," she said to Julian. "I'm Faith, Faith Crest. Are you new here? I noticed quite a few people who are new here. And don't worry, I don't bite like Britney does. How could I put her into words? Queen Bitchy Popularity."

 

[Unforgiven]

Toukleth was right outside of the school, late as per usual. He took a few steps then had a curious smile on his face arise. Deciding he wanted to make a little noise, he kicked the front door as hard as he could. The door smashed into the wall. Glass shattering into million peices. Two teachers ran out of their classrooms to check out what was going on. One teacher was Mr. Dirkinson, the advanced bio-chemistry teacher. The other teacher was Mr. Crouse, the evil advanced Calculus teacher. They decided to take out their rulers, it was actually kinda common when they were going up against him.

He smiled watching as they ran as quick as they could, they both decided to strike with rulers at once. He grabbed both of the rulers at one time, breaking them in a single motion. They both punched him in the gut, pushing Toukleth Blood down on the floor and detaining him. Checking him, they found a knife in both of his pockets. "What is this Blood?" Mr. Crouse asked with intense anger backed into his tone. "What do you think it is you dumbass? Two knives with dragons encrested upon each blade." He answered back with a jackass tone. Mr. Dirkinson interupted the little standoff between Toukleth and Mr. Crouse. "This isn't getting us anywhere, lets just take him to the principal."

 

[RioDragon]

Lupe was at school early, as was typical for him... His emerald eyes glowed in the morning light. He sighed as the bell rang, dog earing the page of his book to save his place, closing it as he stood from under the oak in the school's commons area. At 18 years old, Lupe stood at a rather average height, had medium-length black hair, which was spiked up and towards the back of his scalp. His lean body was framed in a plain black tank shirt, covered by a black hoodie and a pair of black cargo pants, with some black nikes.

It had been several years ago that he found out how well he looked in black, and he took it to extremes... His eyes, with their bright green shade, stood out against the ebony of his clothing, even to the point that one could be fooled to think they glowed brighter. Lupe knealt down, placing the book in a tan messenger bag and closing the bag before slinging the strap over his shoulder and walking slowly to his class.

 

[Laro]

Inside the Pagoda class, Laro sat at her table. She pretended to be reading even though she was thinking about her father.

"Laro?" Mrs. Katerson said to her. She repeated the name once more. "Laro Parque!" she shouted. Everyone stared
at her.
"Yes Ms. Katerson?" She jumped. Obviousely she was in trouble. "Wait, I know what you want. You expect me to get out of this by answering perfectly at the hardest question in the book and prove that I was listening." Said Laro. The teacher looked speechless, although she shrugged.
"Everyone go back to your work." She odered everyone. "Miss Parque may I speak to you?"

Another detention Laro guessed. This was the hardest time in her life and it gets even harder. The were standing outside the classroom with the door closed.
"Laro, Lord Golbez told me what happened and it is really upsetting." she sighed, "But I heard from a few girls that there are activities that can take your mind off it."
"But... It's just a sport. And why would..." Laro said softly. She didn't want to say anything that would get her trouble, she was trying to be as polite as she could.
"You can join cheerleading." Ms. Katerson smiled. Laro couldn't believe it. Her, a cheerleader. How would dancing like a crazy help her from forgetting the death of her beloved father?
"Miss I think you got it all wrong."
And the bell rang for the next class.
"Oh there's the bell. I'm coming to see you dance today, so I can cheer you on!"
Miss Katerson is a weird but nice teacher. Too strange in this case.

The next class - Art. Laro's second favorite lesson.
As she approached her locker she heard a conversation between two guys.
"You know that lad? What's his name, Julius or something?"
"Oh yeah." said the other one.
"He's got guts to talk to Britney like that." the first guy continued.
"She probably likes him." the other one laughed. And they walked away.
Laro took her art equipment and was about to enter the class untill she saw a poster.
"Can you sing? Can you dance? Can you act? If yes then you can come to the hall in the last recess and test your skill. "

"Yeah right." said Laro.

 

[RioDragon]

Lupe entered his first class right before the late bell rang and took his seat, taking his materials out of his bag. English class was boring and slow-moving, which annoyed Lupe. How dare they present writing and reading as such a boring topic... Focusing on proper grammar and the like above reading classic novels or writing stories... It was insulting to him...Thankfully, though,The class was short enough for him to stand.

Before long, the bell rang for second peiod, to which he loaded up his messenger bag and headed for immediately. Once more, he entered the class just in time, and he paused a moment, searching the room for an available seat...

 

[Dean Winchester]

Britney looked taken aback by what he said and glared coldly at him. "God, you people don't even have any manners whatsoever!" she gasped, pretending to be shocked. "I swear when I get home, Daddy's going to hear about this and make sure that the discipline here is stricter!" She didn't even bother to hear his name and went off to the pack of cheerleaders sat at the back. She still despised the fact that Britney had raised her voice at her, something that she hadn't done to her for a few weeks now.

"Oh, you'll get used to her in due time," smiled Faith shyly. "It's nice to meet you, Julian. And it's actually nice that someone finally stood up to Britney. We get a lot of that all the time, so expect the unexpected." She glanced over at Heather, who was sat quietly with someone else now. "Oh, my name's Faith by the way," she said to Julian. "I'm Faith, Faith Crest. Are you new here? I noticed quite a few people who are new here. And don't worry, I don't bite like Britney does. How could I put her into words? Queen Bitchy Popularity."

"Well I was transferred from another school, let's say more, strict? My parents died, I was sent to a military school during early age, end of story. "-Julian sighed and then continued-"This little piece of paradise wannabe isn't worth my breath....most of girls around here are plastic little Barbie doll clones....not saying all of them." Julian replied with a disgusted tone, obviously this Britney earned a one way ticket to the Black List. Obviously he heard Britney's threat, and actually he didn't give a damn about it. "Tell that princess wannabe that if she wants to threaten someone, then she should try with her dad's ass-kissers, her warnings are completely futile against me..." Julian sighed, he pulled a comb and fixed his hair a bit, then put the comb back in his pocket. "You are different, if I am not mistaken so soon, why do you lose your time with her?"

 

[Laro]

OCC: What is it in this school that parents die?

IC: There was an open seat beside Laro where nobody sat. It was on her right. On her left side was supposed to be the seat of Laro's best friend Karmilla. Karmilla had went on holidays to Europe and she won't be back for another two weeks.

What would I look like if I joined cheerleading? I would probably be laughed at everyday by Britney. No. Cheerleading is for popular kinds, not geeks. Laro thought to herself. Her character, looks and personality weren't geekish. It was her knowelege about everything that stood out to e geek.

Two empty seats at two sides, Laro felt even worse...

 

[RioDragon]

Lupe quietly approached the table where Laro sat. The empty seats had caught his eyes, and thus, he came to ask to sit. He grasped the strap of his messenger bag and cleared his throat a bit. Looking to Laro, he inquired, "Excuse me... Can I sit beside you, I don't really have more than a minute before class starts to find another seat..."

His emerald eyes then wandered to the clock on the wall, checking if his timing was right. "This is my first day at this chool, so I'm not entirely familiar with the layout or schedule, though..."

 

[Laro]

"Nobody sits there so I guess you can." Laro smiled. She was really friendly to new students of the school. Everybody in the school liked her untill they found out that she lied about being rich. That was about four years ago, but some still remember so she's trying fix it all to the way it was.

"So what is your name?" asked Laro. She tried to be as nice as she could. Her green eyes wondered from clock to Lupe. "I'm Laro" she introduced first.

 

[RioDragon]

"Lupe Nero. Never heard the name 'Laro' before, myself... What's your heritage... I mean, like, what country did your family come from...?" He was always interested in finding out these things about people for some reason...

 

[Laro]

Since the teacher seemed to be late Laro bravely answered.
"My mother is american and my father is greek." she explained. "My name means animal in spanish. What about you?" Laro still looked at the classroom entrance in case the teacher came.

 

[RioDragon]

Lupe smiled. "Interesting. As for me, I'm Italian/Native American... That explains my name... 'Lupe' means Wolf, and 'Nero' means Black. However, because it's Lupe THEN Nero, it's Italian placed in Native American format... So in that way, you could say my name is Black Wolf." He then chuckled a bit. "Though, getting into the format of my name is rather boring, i felt I had to explain that so my name and heritage would be understood."

OOC: I don't think you have authorization to control another person's character unless you were PM'd with permission from the character's creator... Not trying to get onto you, just trying to keep you on track. ^^;