Here's the not-so-awesome board. :0

So, first thing's first; which gender are you being, bios or intros, what is this even about & would you like to start?

Oh gosh, so many questions :O!!

I don't care which gender. Which ever you prefer.

I usually do a bio skeleton thingy, and then an intro to the RP...So I guess both?

What kinds of RP's do you like? I have many different options...

I'm not a big fan of starting, but if you hate it too...I can try...Haha. :P 

Ha, sorreh. XD

Uhm, I'll be the girl then.

Both? Alright.

As do I. You like the idea of 'forbidden love' or something?

Nah, I can start.

I've never done a 'forbidden love' before. But I'm guessing it's like, they can't fall inlove? BAHA 

Great! I have a guy, already picked out then :O  

Haha. XD Basically. It's kinda like a Romeo & Juliet, Edward & Bella type scenario. They love each other but forces greater then them forbid it. *nod*

Oooooohhhhhh. Okay I get it ;)!

I can try it! But like I said, I've never done it.  So I don't know if I'll get all confused or whatever :P  

OhOhSea:: Hm. *thinks* So, I'll post my dead weight bio now. x3

Name:: Stephanie 'Steph' Sweetnam

Age:: Sixteen

Gender:: Female

Appearance:: Steph has golden honey hair that falls in ringlets past her shoulders, thoughful gray eyes and pale like skin. She's well developed, though a bit shorter then most, and skinny. She wears a white short sleeved, long shirt with silver splattered on it and a un-bottoned black vest. Black skinny tight jeans, white jordans and a black head band.

Persona:: She's generally kind, loyal and will kick butt for her friends. However, at times she can be selfish and cruel and very very mean. She doesn't mean to be, but it happens. She's rather sheltered, but pretends like she's not. Her family is filthy rich, but she doesn't always let that go to her head. She doesn't know what to do with herself most of the time, blurting out things she shouldn't or not saying things she should. She's very hard on herself, but she's very bubbly. Finds peace and serenity in music.

Other:: Nothing much.

OhOhSea:: Hm. Alright, I'll start. :D

 Stephanie sighed, leaning back in the car, one hand on the steering wheel as she waited for the traffic to clear up. Traffic in the stupid school parking lot. How was it that there was more traffic in a school parking lot then on the main roads? She sighed somewhat, staring out the window up at the slowly darkening sky. It's so going to rain she mused. After waiting about another 10 or so minutes, her patience, which wasn't very steady in the morning, especially a Thursday morning, and she growled a little. She huffed and hopped out her little blue buggy and stormed over to the problem; dumb meat-headed jocks with their disgusting hummer blocking the way. She narrowed her eyes somewhat and walked up to them, already past fear and regret; she just needed to get to cl*censored*, and no way in heck was she going to detention because of these morons.

 "Move your truck." She demanded. They stared down at her and laughed. "Oh? And what if we don't?" One asked, amused. Very amused. The girl paused; what would she do? Or better yet, what could she do? She huffed somewhat and walked off, but their laughter burned through the last bit of sanity she had and she turned around again. "Move." She huffed, they laughed again. She scowled and suddenly she ripped the keys from his hands, ignoring his shouts and hopped into his car, turned it on and smoothly slid it into a stupid slot. She huffed and threw the keys at the guy's head, walked back into her car and finally, finally, found relief when she slid into a parking spot.

 Sighing, Stephanie walked into the cafeteria, easily taking an apple and walked over to her locker, stuffing it with various books from her over-stuffed backpack. Her irritation hadn't died, and neither had the jocks, but she didn't care. Not one bit. Her friends had made everything at least a little better, calming her down enough so she wouldn't wind up punching someone like an idiot and then getting beat up. Bad. She flipped her hair over her shoulder, flinging her somewhat lighter backpack over her shoulder and started walking. She wandered into biology, one of the first there actually, and sat in a chair. She placed her *censored*ignment on the teacher's desk and sat back down. She heard the rain beginning to pour down but ignored it as she opened up her favorite book, Romeo & Juliet, and began reading. Waiting for the rest of the cl*censored* and the teacher to enter to begin yet another boring day in Winchester High School.

(( Oh gosh! I remember seeing this on the board, while replying to all of my RP's, and it dissapeared to the next couple pages, without me even realizing it. Bahaha! Sorry!!! :(

I have to go soon, so I'll reply tomarrow.

{Psst! It's really because I write more when I first wake up XD And so I would like to make a good 'impression' with my lengths...Which is still not THAT much, but better then my brain half literally fried from being tired like right now DX } Don't worry, I'll make sure to reply the second I get on. XD )) 

(( There wasn't a 'History' thing to my bio, so I'll just RP it out?

Pretty much, he is going to be knew to the school since he just moved to an apartment to live by himself.Parents don't want to deal with him anymore. So they kicked him out. DX Not some big sob story or anything bahaha. ))

          Andrew jumped by the beeping to his alarm clock. He never liked to wake up early, which was one of the reasons why he hated school with a deep pa.ssion. He slumped out of bed, and looked out the window. He used to see a great view. Living by the water. He used to see jet ski's and kayaks going through the lake, and he used to own a jet ski himself. He sighed. Now seeing a street light, and people walking their dogs. An apartment wasn't as nice, and being the new person in the neighborhood didn't seem that nice either. Though his neighbor's were quite nice. They gave him a cake, ironically just the way he liked it. He still just didn't like the place. The attention. The 'who's that guy?' 'Oh, that's the new 17 year old, living in the apartment next door' conversations. He heard it all. And wasn't a fan of it.

         After finally turning off the beeping alarm clock, that was still ringing in his ears, he tiredly walked out of his room, and to the kitchen. One thing he found good about this place, was no stairs. Except for the fire escape in the guest room. But he used that guest room as an 'office'. His desk, for homework, and stuff was in there. Also his book shelf. He didn't really call it a guest room, because he didn't expect to get so close to somebody, that they 'spend the night'.

          His parents didn't stay in touch with the family, so Andrew never could either. Not that he didn't mind that though. He actually loved it. He hates parties, and 'Get together's'. And was never into the socialization. Which was why he already knew he wasn't going to like to go to this school. Winchester High School. Hate it already.. He thought, as he chose to do a quick stop to starbucks to get a coffee, instead of make one. After a quick and short breakfast, he walked upstairs, and got dressed out of his sweats, and into his slightly holed jeans. He didn't buy them that way though. They were nice enough jeans, for someone in the about average financial level, he guessed. But since he always took walks in the woods, to be by himself without the noise or people, he'd fall a couple of times. Or accidentally somehow rub his jeans across something sharp, to make a small hole, and draw a little blood.But he didn't mind it very much.

         He looked in the mirror, and laughed softly at his hair. He never had to do much to it, so he brushed it with a comb, carelessly, and shaved. Some guys wished they had facial hair to shave off, but he didn't like it. He had to shave almost every other night. But maybe longer. He didn't keep check of it. But he'd rather walk around with little stubs of hair, coming out. Some say he looked 21 when he didn't shave.

          After he was finally ready for the first day of school, after a sleepless night at his first new apartment, he walked out of the house. Frowning. He hated those movies, about people going to a knew school and all of a sudden having a great time in the end. He just despised those movies. He slumped in his seat, and started his car. Going towards starbuck's, then Winchester High School.

         He parked in the far right of the parking lot, in school. Seeing that there were many people there, wasn't making him feel any better. He frowned, and got out of the car. Locking it behind him as he slipped on his jacket, and started walking towards the big double doors. That let him entrance through, what he believed, will be another glimpse of hell.

OhOhSea:: Lol, well, you made a very good impression. :D Next to yours, mine looks like crud. I guess that's what happens when I type at 2 in the morning. XD

As soon as Andrew stepped through the doors, there were gasps and slight giggles from various girls. They whispered to each other as he walked by, staring. It wasn't usual to get a new kid at WHS, seeing as it was a very small town, very close knit and nearly all the kids have been friends since Kindergarten. Various people watched him in a very odd 'What the heck is this new kid doing here?' kinda looks. It was, to say the least, very disturbing. But nonetheless they stared like he was some actor on a television screen, like he couldn't see them staring. The teachers even gawked somewhat, though they greeted him like he was nothing special, just another hopeless apendage to the student body. "Steph! Hey Steph, come check this out! There's a new kid." A very perky brunette squealed, taking her by the arm and dragging her out into the hall. Stephanie grumbled somewhat and followed, annoyed. She couldn't believe how excited this school became when there was a new kid. She tore her gaze away from her book and looked over at him; and stared.

Okay, so she stared too. It wasn't her fault though, okay maybe it was. But honestly, when you're stuck in a town with the same people for seventeen years, you tend to gawk and stare at someone new. It doesn't happen often; even more rare that it's someone, well, hot. Only in movies...only in movies. "You think he'll date anyone?" The brunette whispered, eager. As was nearly every other girl. Noticing she was staring, Steph tore her gaze away and shook her head, blushing somewhat in embarresment that she got sucked up in the whole 'new kid' fiasco and flipped her hair behind her shoulders. "Dunno, don't really care either. He's just like the rest of us; only he's new. No big deal." She mumbled, watching as people went up to him and started commenting and making conversation, or trying. She shook her head and then went back into Biology, now empty, and continued to read her book; newbies huh?

The math teacher, Mrs. Florentine, she walked up to Andrew and smiled warmly, shooing all of the kids out of the way. "Hello, I will be the math teacher for this year. School will officially start in two minutes; what's your first cl*censored*?" She asked, staring at him somewhat. Somewhat because she was also writing things down on her clipboard.

(( Aw :) Really? Bahaha YAY! I was trying really hard....

TRUST ME, I would be HORRIBLE at it, if I did it at 2 in the morning. That's why I love when I RP with literate, and illiterate. I can be lazy with the illiterate ones if I do stay up till 2 XD ))

Andrew frowned as he walked into the school building. Usually, he intimidated people in the hallways. At least in his other school. Probably because they knew how I was... He thought, as he walked away from the crowd. He hated how their were eye's on ever corner. What was going on with this place? Haven't they ever seen a new student before?

He ignored the stares, and heard someone ask him a question. Then the rest followed. But he ignored it. Acting like he was clearly, invisible. Though he was the complete opposite. He stared up at the teacher who greeted him. "I don't know my clas.ses yet.." He said, emotionless. He walked pas.sed the teacher, and wandered around for the office.

At the farther end of the hallway, he saw in bright red letters's "OFFICE". He sighed. Knowing this wasn't a dream, and walked inside. He leaned against the front counter. And stared at the time. Clas.s will start in two minutes... Great! Two more minutes to enjoy life to the fullest. Finally he saw a man walk out of a room, and cocked his head at the unfamiliar face. "Hello. I'm the principal. What can I do for you?" He asked, standing next to Andrew. Andrew could tell, by common sense that this principal will want a name from him. Sooner or later. So Andresaid, "New kid..Andrew Long." He shrugged, and looked away slightly as the principal's face wrinkled around his eyes as he smiled. "Andrew Long! Welcome to Winchester High! Just give me one second to get yourschedule, and map of this school." He walked behind the counter, where a computer was, and looked back at Andrew. "Why are you frowning? Be happy! First day!" Andrew made a emotionless face (-----> -__- ) and didn't respond. Acting like the principal didn't say a thing.

After a couple more moments, the principal handed him papers."Alright.." He said, showing him all the papers he handed Andrew. "This one's the map..This is about your schedule. Your going to have to fill this form out by the end of the day. Then give it too me. Just to choose your electives, and when you want study hall, and what not...And this little slip, is your locker number, and combination." Andrew nodded his head. Not needing this information about the papers. He could tell by looking at them, what they were. He sighed, and took the papers. Doing a small "Thanks..." Before walking out of the office.

He guessed he took longer then 2 minutes. Which was probably why the hallways were now empty, and people were in clas.ses. He sighed. Enjoying the silence. Aloneness. Peace. With no attention straight at Andrew. He then wandered around the hallways with lockers, looking for locker number, 213. When he found it, he put in his combination, while mumbling. "23....12.....9..." And opened it up. The text books were already there. Which surprised him a bit. He looked at his schedule, and sighed. He had that math teacher for first clas.s. He got out his math book, and closed his locker. Taking a while before finding his clas.s.

When he found the right clas.s, he tried to open the door. Of course...Teachers lock the door, for when kids get late for clas.s. He did a slight tap on the door, and looked at the teacher from before Not giving any eye contact to any of the students through the door window.

OhOhSea:: *stares* Wow. I forgot the name of this RP. XD But uh, mine might be shorter then your's. I'm lost in a cupcake. <3

Mrs Florentine glanced over at the door when there was the slight tapping, and she smiled. She walked over, opened the door and pulled Andrew inside. She faced the cl*censored* with a brilliant smile. "Cla.ss, this is Andrew Long. The new student." Her voice chimmed, as if he were some sort of god. "I want you to make him feel welcome and appreciated. He doesn't know much about the school so if you see him getting lost then-- Oh wait. I have an idea." She mused. The kids all waited eagerly. "If one of you would be so kind as to show him around, I think it'd really be helpful." All their hands flew up. Mrs Florentine smiled. "At the end of cl*censored*, I'll decide. I'm sure kids in other cla.sses will be just as eager." She said and pointed Andrew to his seat and began the lecture. Everyone started chatting away to Andrew.

Cla.ss finished about 45 minutes later, and everyone ran over to Mrs. Florentine to see who would get to walk Andrew around the campus; it was almost like a college it was so big. She stood up and smiled, grabbed Andrew and took him out into the hall way with her. She looked around for a while and started playing 'eenie meenie miney moe' with all the students just happening to be there and smirked once her finger landed on one. She cleared her throat. "Stephanie Sweetnam, will you come here for a moment please." She called to the blonde who was, at the moment, putting stuff away into her locker. Flipping her backpack over her shoulder, she walked over to the teacher. "Yea?" She asked with a slight yawn. Mrs. Florentine smiled brightly. "I want you to show Andrew the school; take him around, let him know how the schedule works and all that." She said.

Steph blinked. "What?" She asked. Florentine smirked and started again. "I want you to--" She cut her off. "N-No, don't say it again. Why do I have to do it?" She asked in a slight whine. She smiled. "Because, I chose you to." Steph grimaced. "But...c'mon teach. Why couldn't you have picked someone who was eager to do it?" She mumbled, pointing at all the other kids. Florentine laughed a bright laugh. "Because I did. Now, show him around, here's your late p*censored*." She said, handing the necklace to her. Stephanie grumbled and placed it around her neck, ignoring the very possible death glares coming her way. She didn't ask for this you know. She sighed. "Fine. I'll show him around." She said and glanced over at Andrew. That kid was tall...taller then her anyway. The crowd went back to their cla.sses, grumblind things like 'I wanted to show him' or 'Man' or other things.

Once the halls were empty, she looked over at Andrew again and held out her hand. "Lemme see your schedule." She said. She would've just said 'Go find your own way around like the rest of us had to' but there were cameras. And they were watching, she knew they were. She shook her head very slightly, but didn't say anything else. She didn't start talking or even asking him about where he had come from or where he lived, she didn't ask anything that the other kids had asked him today. And she didn't ask that one question every girl had asked this kid 'Do you have a girlfriend?' What a stupid question to ask, honestly. She was silent, hand still held out, waiting.

OhOhSea:: I thought it was about time they met each other. C:

(( Mine will deffinatly be shorter. I never write this much...EVER...That's why I really like this RP right now <3 It's making me feel good, because I've been wanting to write that much for so long....So yesh...ANYWAYS!!!! *Feel's like she's bragging, so she's going to stop now* :/ Sorry.

It WAS about time!! Bahahaha <3 Thank you, for no more waiting, baha..))

Andrew was not enjoying his first clas.s whatsoever. Ever since he came into this hell of a school building, all he got were stares, and questions. The one question that really made him irritated was 'Do you have a girlfriend?' THe last thing he needed was one. He didn't have any desire to have one either. Out of all the schools, I had to come to this one? Of course, they're were worse schools, but he still would go to any other school, then this one. The students were ridiculously crowding; and too him, quite annoying.

Hearing that he was going to have to be shown around by a student, wasn't the favorite sentence of the day. He already figured out his favorite one anyways. "Good bye clas.s, hope you have a good rest of the day'. Meaning he got to go home. Anyways, he didn't like the idea of it. The last thing he needed was someone showing him around the campus like school. He could find his way himself, and that was that. Now of course, since the school was so big, he believed they're were camera's. Mostly because he saw the taped one's in the office. So he wouldn't be able to say much, to get this student off of his back. He understood why though. People could steal or get in a fight, or cheat. easily without getting caught in this place. So camera's are a good idea, in his mind.

He stared at the girl infront of him. She looked slightly familiar from being in his clas.s. He looked down at his schedule, and gave it to her. Also staying silent, until he finally said quietly. "I don't need your help..." He wasn't saying it rudely. Mostly saying it emotionless, as usual. When his parents took the time to love him, they taught him...Slight manners. He was still working on that though.

Finally! He found someone who didn't harr*censored* him with questions! Didn't even say much! He sighed. Not showing his enjoyment. But it was hard to not enjoy such a nice moment. Silence. No stares that really creep him out. No questions. She seemed like him in many ways, yet nothing like him at the same time. Those kind of people interested him. Though, he never showed the interest outward. But he couldn't help but observe her a little more. Though, like before, didn't make in noticable. He watched as she had no care in the world, with him. Feeling as if, 'I am being forced to do this'. Should he feel insulted? Sure. But he wasn't.

(Tell me how fast you want Andrew to start liking Stephanie. And the other way around <3 Some people like it to be random and spontaneous, and kind of right when they meet. And others like to take a long time, before that happens...:P So just let me know...Lol))

OhOhSea:: Lol. Nah, bragging is fine. I do it sometimes too. :p Though, you deserve the right to brag here, and it's not like you're bragging about something idiotic like...I don't know...your hair. XD As for the love stuff...I don't think it should happen right right away. They can be interested in each other, but nothing more. I like it when something deadly happens and then they bond more and then they fully appreciate each other. They can be friends though. ouo

 Stephanie took the schedule and quickly read over it and then looked up at him. "Trust me, I don't want to. You think we got this kind of treatment when we came to this school? It was either know your cl*censored* or get detention. The way they treat you newbies is ridiculous." She huffed and curled her index finger for him to follow as she turned and started walking. "Follow me." She said. She couldn't help but notice that he was very...emotionless. It kinda irked her. How could someone be so out of tune with the world? Despite that, she also noticed he was rather...cute. She nearly bit her arm for thinking it, but it was true. Of course she didn't say anything, and she kept the 'I don't care' mask on pretty well, but she was still thinking it.

She stopped and pointed to a room. "That's English, your second period cl*censored*. A shortcut is to take hallway A; there's less traffic." She said and then continued walking. She also couldn't help but notice that he didn't seem mean, or nasty or anything. If anything, he seemed a little down. Or annoyed by all the pesky students; that was normal, she guessed. She wouldn't know, she wasn't new. Or popular, or hip or cool. She wasn't a nerd or a jock, a skater or a punk. There wasn't really a cl*censored*ification for her really; just someone that attended to get an education. That's the only reason she came and made honors every semester. She paused at the cafeteria. "That's the cafeteria, obviously; third period." She leaned a little closer. "Though I wouldn't eat anything from it." She whispered, shuddering and continued walking.

(( LOL Your status made me chuckle <3 ))

Andrew followed her, silently. Mentally noting what she was showing. And deffinately telling himself to remember not to eat things from the kitchen. Just hearing her whisper and shuddering, told him that the food wouldn't be...All to great. He looked down the hallway A, as they walked to where his 4th period was. Also mentally stating to go that way. If there was a way to avoid all the 'traffic' and the questioning people, he would take the chance. 

He, like before, was enjoying this break from the people. The way she acted toward him, was also a wish come true. Finally, someone not caring a thing about him, and wanting to go in her own life, and not his own. He liked that. He didn't like girls easily. Trust was an issue for him too. So he knew this wasn't some stupid 'crush' or whatever. But he could easily admit, that out of everyone in this school, she'd be a winner. Only because she acted as if she doesn't even want to do this. Which made him feel slightly better. Glad that he didn't get some freak to show him around.