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Name;; Nicole JoAnne Mirandez.

Age;; Eighteen and a half.

Gender;; Female, Straight.

Personality;; Nicole is what you would call a Social butterfly. She is cheerleading captain, and loves it! She is very nice, and easy to love. She is like a big teddybear.

A little about her past;; Her mother died when she was 9, she was killed in a car accident.

Familly;;  Her father, Charlie, who she lives with, and her brother Adam.

Possessions;; Her brother has a Volvo Which she sometimes drives, or she has her own mustang.

Crush;; Trent. (lolz.)

Anything else;; Nada. :3

ooc; Kayz. Ready to start?

ooc; Okay. c: I'm typing an intro.

A black sportscar pulled into the senior parking lot of Salpointe highschool, home of the Lancers. Trent loved his car, he sometimes slept in it if he got mad enough at his mother. It was the first day of senior year, Trent knew that it was going to be long and hard, he wasn't much of a good student. Taking a deep sigh, he turned off his car and grabbed his black backpack out of the back seat. 

Moments later, he found himself inside of the school. Trent always enjoyed being to school an hour before it started, it was only him. He preferred to be alone. 

ooc; Sure, or she could show up. It's just him at the moment. xDD

(( LOL ))

Nicole pulled up in her car, and parked in a random parking lot. She was one of the few cars there.She was happy, it was early, noone elce should be there. She put her phone in her pocket, grabbing her backpack, slinging it over her shoulder. She walked across the parking lot wich was damp, it must've rained over night. Nicole walked into the school, dumbfounded. There was another student there. She walked to her locker, regardless.

(( His locker should be a couple down from hers. :) ))

Trent looked up and rolled his eyes. A cheerleader. he thought, bitterly. Trent was rich enough to be popular and have a lot of friends, but he chose to be alone, he preferred it. Sighing, he got up, trying to avoid the blonde cheerleader.

Nicole could care less if he didin't like her. She grabbed a coupled books, stuffing a couple in. She pulled a strand of hair behind her ear, looking into the mirror in her locker. She dropped her phone on the top shelf, next to her twilight books she never read yet. She She Hung up her backpack, and smiled, closind her locker.

Trent eyed her, suspiciously. He'd never talked to her, and never wanted too. He continued to sketch a drawing of a tiger in his notebook.

ooc; The bell hasn't rung. They are still loners. lol.

"What do you want?" Trent asked the cheerleader, "and why are you looking at me? A nobody?" he added. 

( oh.. )

"Don't want anything" she shook her head. "And I thought you ere looking at me, when I was at my locker" he raised her eyebrow "And your not a nobody.."

Trent chuckled. "I am a nobody, but I prefer it that way," he explained, looking up at her. "I was looking at you, watching you be yourself," he said honestly.

"Probably more interesting then me," Trent pointed out, focusing on Nicole. "I suppose you're right," he said, giving her a quick grin. 

"Really? You've never seen an emoish boy sitting in the corner?" Trent asked her in disbelief. "You know, cheerleaders can be pretty damn interesting," he pointed out, chuckling.