Kalisky High (mystery, fantasy)

                “Mum no! Please!” you beg your parents. “It’ll be awful! You can’t send me there!”

“We can, and we have.” Your father says sternly over the phone. Your shoulders slump in defeat – you know he’ll never change his mind.

“I’m sure you’ll make plenty of  friends,” replies your mother soothingly. You know you won’t as you angrily slam down the phone. You don’t want to go to this Kalisky High Private School of Etiquette and Excellence. It sounds snobbish and stuck-up.

Then you find out your friends are also going, and things start to look up...

You are a new student at Kalisky High, a posh private school apparently centuries old. Nearly everyone at this new school is strikingly beautiful – even though were always considered pretty/handsome. And no-one talks to you – the lessons go on as if you don’t exist.

Before long comes your first HPE class. Everyone is wearing sports uniforms – but you never saw anyone go to the bathrooms to get changed. No-one sits out in the rigorous activities. You are pretty fit, but even you are sweating hard after the lesson. Everyone else looks perfect. Creepily perfect.

Then, toward the end of the term comes the dance. And that’s when you discover an awful secret... your schoolmates aren’t human.

But if they aren’t human...then what are they? Not genetically modified and greatly sought-after experiments, surely. And why are you tired all the time? Why has some weird things been happening to you?

Rules(cos everyone loves ‘em)

1.        Use correct English, please. That means no ‘u’ and the use of capital letters and full stops!

2.       No godmodding

3.       4 charries max

4.      No perfect characters please

5.       Your given talent must be unique and un-used by anyone else

6.      Post genius at the top of your first post if you’ve read the rules

Keep it to PG 13+, please

Form:

Name|

Grade(between year 10 and 12)|

Age(between 14-18)|

Gender|

Appearance|

Personality|

Natural talents(two max)|

Given talent(example wings, super-eyesight)| wings.

Family(not compulsory)|

Crush|

Other|

Mine:

Name| Kirstin ‘Kirsty’ Hanson

Grade(between year 10 and 12)| 11

Age(between 14-18)| 15

Gender| female

Appearance|

Personality| sarcastic, impatient, tom-boy, little bit of a flirt, smart-alec

Natural talents(two max)| singing, sports

Given talent(example wings or super-eyesight)|

Family(not compulsory)| dad and mum rich, rarely have time for Kirsty

Crush| very secret crush on Alec

Other| skipped grade 6. Faint Australian accent

Name| Alec Ronan

Grade(between year 10 and 12)| 11

Age(between 14-18)| 16

Gender| male

Appearance|

Personality| a flirt, smart-alec, gives the appearance of being lazy but isn’t

Natural talents(two max)| singing, sports

Given talent(example wings, super-eyesight)| ice control

Family(not compulsory)| all his relatives went missing. Murder suspected but not proven

Crush| open

Other| Slight American accent. There’s more to Alec then meets the eye...

 Consciounce: "Genius" Me: "I know I am." *blushes* Consciounce: "No, to get into this RP, you have to put 'Genius' at the top." Me: *stalks off angrily*, Lol, anyway, I'm here to join!

Name| Maya Bressler

Grade(between year 10 and 12)| 11

Age(between 14-18)| 15

Gender| Female

Appearance| [LOOKS]

Personality| Maya is a little bit shy, but she can be strong and independent when surrounded by the right crowd (i.e. her friends). She's intelligent and kind, and she can even be a little bit funny.

Natural talents(two max)| She can play the piano, and draw really well

Given talent(example wings, super-eyesight)|Wind elemental (Consciounce: "She'll blow you away" Me: *shakes head, and does facepalm*)- She can control the winds, but in order to create and dissapate the winds, it costs her some of her own energy. This is the only time when she gets tired.

Family(not compulsory)| N/A

Crush|Open to Opinion's

Other|N/A

 ((genius))

Name| Paige Frith

Grade(between year 10 and 12)| 11

Age(between 14-18)| 15

Gender| Girl

Appearance|Paig

Personality|Paig can be quiet and with drawn and very observant but only sometimes. Any other time she ishead strong and doesn't usually think things through. She gets angered easly and hates stuck up brats. She also hates those people who consistantly throw themelvs a pitty party because some one just broke up with them or something.

Natural talents(two max)| Great knife thrower, can fix nearly everything

Given talent(example wings, super-eyesight)| She can dissapear into thin air but it's easyer to do in shadows

Family(not compulsory)| I'm here with my Cousin Kasey 

Crush|No one

Other| nope

Name| Kasey Jones

Grade(between year 10 and 12)|11

Age(between 14-18)|15

Gender| Male

Appearance| Kasey

Personality| Kasey loves to make people laugh. Heis the class clone and isn't exactly loved by any of his teachers. He's good at making friends and is a very social person

Natural talents(two max)| Making people laugh

Given talent(example wings, super-eyesight)| He controls Fire

Family(not compulsory)|aige is my Cousin

Crush| No one

Other|nope

((LOL OK let's start ;) ))

Alec: I stood at the entrance to the classroom, leaning against the frame. 

"Late again," growled the English teacher.

"Not my problem," I muttered, rolled my eyes. I got a few nervous snickers from the class as the teacher glared at me. 

 Kirsty: And I thought Kasey was cute!

I watched, waiting, as the new boy stood by the door. I wondered what'd happen next - it was my first year but already I'd learnt this school was very, very different.

Kasey was sitting in the back of the class his head on his arms that were crossed and layed on the desk. He payed no attention to the new guy. Instead he was thinking about what prank he might pull during the period.

Paige sat in her desk in the middle of the room. She had her note book and she was drawing yet again. This time she was drawing something like a canibalistic dog. She said it was a 'Hell Hound' but people still thought she was weird.

I stumble into History class, three minutes late by the clock that I would swear was fast. Before me stood an angry Mr. Lakaf and a whole class of students who had all made it on time. They stared at me, waiting for my excuse this time. "I'm so sorry! My locker.." I begin. Mr. Lakaf stops me. "No, I don't want to hear it. You've been late three times this term. This is unacceptable." His little tirade makes me wonder yet again why the teachers here all call the semesters terms, and only dive again into my excuse. "But my locker wouldn't.." I say. "I don't care, now take a seat. You've already wasted two minutes of class time with your senseless babbling." he says.

I take a seat quickly, and look at Mr. Lakaf strangely. There was a silent agreement that this school was weird, but I'd never thought that I'd see the day where teachers told students the words 'I don't care' and 'your senseless babbling'. If that doesn't start off the warning system in your head that something is terribly wrong, then you are either a mindless droid from Star War's, or a freak from the planet Nerd.

I sit through another boring fourty minutes while Mr. Lakaf goes over the political reasons for the French Revolution. When class is over, the bell rings, and I pack my stuff quickly, practically diving out of the classroom before Mr. Lakaf has the chance to call my name back to see him. Out in the hall the school is a social mess. There are certain groups everywhere, and you have to be somebody to be in any one of them. I walk hastily over to my locker, number 187. As I open it, my Math Text Book falls out and squishes my toe. I bite my tongue while I reach for my red toe which is throbbing painfully. Apparentely, this is either normal, or I'm just invisible, because the peopl around me ignore me. This is what they do every day, but when your in pain, and being ignored, well, it just seems ten times worse. I slam my locker shut and stalk off to Art Class, the only reasonable class around here.

((Next classes, guys))

The bells rang shrilly and everyone rose, filing silently out the door.

                “Hey!” Kirsty, already heading toward art, bumped into a new girl (Maya).  “Watch it,” she growled irritably, picking up her pencil case.

                “A lot of newbies,” smirked Alec to Kasey. “Fresh blood.”

"Sounds good to me." Kasey smirked as he walked with Alec to theit next class. His bag was heavy so he adjusteded it on his back so it would releav him of some of the weight. "Can't wait for the first prank of the term." He said.

Paige closed her note book and stuffed into her mesenger bag along with her pencile and slung her bag over her shoulder and headed off to her next class. She ignored the snickering of some of her peers and kept he head held high. She would get back at them later with a good scare or scar either one worked for her.

"And the dance...always fun." Alec smiled darkly. "Always...and we'd better hurry - Mr. Larks isn't the most patient art teacher."

"Paige!" shouted Kirsty, suddenly. She was still standing next to Maya, but she waved her friend over. "Over here!"

Paige turned around to see Kirsty standing next to Maya waving her over. She walked over readjusting her bag that was slightly slipping off her shoulder. "Hey." She said a slight smile on her face. She never really smiled but sometimes she faked one just to be nice. Just because her smile was forced doesn't mean that she doesn't like you though. She just isn't a smily person.

"Speaking of the dance who are you taking this year?" He asked nudging Alec with his elbow. He followed Alec into the classroom and sat down in a seat next to him because he wanted to know his answer.

"Eh. Someone," Alec muttered. "I dunno yet. You?"

"We're going to art. What about you?" Kirsty asked. Somehow she already knew Paige was in her class. 

"Nah so far all the girl hate me. I wonder why." He said jokingly  thinking about all those times when he'd messed the girls. Locking all the bathrooms and such. He chuckled at himself.

"Where do you think i'm going." she said teasingly. "You think that after being in the same class for about a month you would know."

"Fair enough." Kirsty flashed her a grin and the trio started toward art. Then the second bell rang.

"Oh c***! We're late!" said Kirsty, and started running.

"Definitely not becacuse of your pranks," Alec rolled his eyes. Then three girls burst into the room. "Even those three hate you?" he asked.

Kirsty shook her head and walked over to Alec, pulling up a seat and urging Paige and Maya over to her.

"Better here than with losers or being alone," she whispered. "You wanna survive Kalisky? Stick with me."

 Alec glanced over at them and flashed Maya a dangerous grin before murmuring something to Kasey.

"Here's trouble," he muttered, grinning.

Paige walked into the rooma couple minutes after the others. She didn't feel the need to run today, so what she might get sent to detention that place was like a home away from home for her now. She sat down where Kirsty and Maya were and just ignored the drama that was sure to unfold soon. She took out her note book again and continued to add detail to her Hell hound.

"Troubles our middle names." He smirked at Alec before turning to look at the girls. He smiled and nodded to them. Maya looked cute but had a bit of a temper, same with Kirsty and Paige....well she just freaked him out so she was definatly not going to be on his list of potential dates.