((Bringin' this thread to a close.)) Rachel had managed a rather blissful twenty minutes of study, even with the girl getting mad at her computer across the way. There is no way someone typing that furiously could be happy with what they're writing, Rachel thought as the bell tolled and an end was b...

"Done what?" Rachel blankly stared at the girl for a second, dumbfounded by how long she was stretching out this masquerade of innocence. She couldn't have overplayed that line more if she'd cocked her head to one side and gone all puppy eyes on me, Rachel thought to herself, holding the ...

Rachel opened her Biology coursebook - "Life and the World," written by the magnificently named J R Slaughter - and turned to the chapter on animal biology. She hesitated, and then turned a few pages to today's topic in Biology class - animal reproduction. As she took in the decidedly grap...

The girl looked blankly at Rachel, and immediately the young Miss Gettys knew she would not like this floor-dwelling schoolmate. Then the girl opened her mouth, and what she said sealed the deal. "There isn't anything to stop you from going around the table." Rachel glanced at the table. T...

((Rachel Gettys continued from An Apple A Day )) Rachel was smiling as she entered the library. Robert - or should she call him Bobby now? After all, they were edging ever closer towards being a thing , as she had heard people call high school relationships - had asked her to be his date to Prom, an...

Today was a quiet day in the gym, Ma'afu observed as he finished off with the weights machine and pushed himself onto his feet. While Maf had acknowledged the few people who had come through - he'd nodded to Nathan, done the same to Jason Harris, a soccer player he knew fairly well and liked, and it...

As the conversation between JJ and Justin escalated over on the other side of the room, Maf continued exercising, voluntarily oblivious to their trials and tribulations. Right now, Maf was in a zone - not the zone, but then, he didn't have a 'the zone' like everyone else in the gym always seemed to;...

Ma'afu Tuigamala strode quietly into the weights room, a basketball singlet and baggy pair of shorts draped over his bulky figure. Maf didn't care much for dressing up - there was no need, in his opinion. He wore functional clothes, clothes that did the job. He walked over to the leg press machine w...

((Wind this up - everyone just disappeared. http://z6.ifrm.com/static/emo/10.png )) Max nodded at both Roland's and Thea's suggestions - while Roland's was good, and would undoubtedly get them remembered by latter student bodies, Thea's was far more practical and intelligent a solution. Max jotted T...

A few jokes about the PG Prom Playlist and the requisite groans upon Griffin's name being brought up indicated that the Council was starting to get restless, so Max made an executive decision to speed through the remaining couple of points and get onto the Council's Gift to the School, something tha...

Max's gaze turned to Brooks as he piped up about the DJ for Prom. Max was pretty sure they'd covered it all last week, right down to the nixing of any possible appearance of Peaches on the playlist, but Max let Brooks ask the question anyway - a bit of clarification was always good. Thea seemed to t...

((Sorry - there's no real post order, just post if your character has something to offer.)) Discussion didn't exactly explode from Max's introduction, but then, Max didn't expect it to. Student Council meetings were never lively in the strictest sense, usually because of how tedious and repetitive t...

As soon as Max had rattled off the list of important people still missing, one of them burst through the door. Liam's gangly figure burst in, yelling "It's Brook, damn it!" as he half-jogged to his seat. Relations between Max and Liam had always been a bit strained for reasons Max was neve...

As always, Tristan was first to arrive. The man may be loud, but at least he's promp...where the hell are his headphones? Max caught himself staring at the lack of plastic covering Tristan's ears, recovering quickly to offer a hasty "Hey, Trist" as the boy sat down and he's not even playin...

((Max Neill continued from Captain's Orders )) Max was always first to Student Council meetings. It made sense - as President, he had a role to fulfill and a reputation to maintain, and it was the little things, like promptness, like being there to greet his fellow councilors, that added up to make ...