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Post by Drake White on Jun 27, 2007 1:08:27 GMT -5
The bad things in high school some times out weigh the good in Drake’s mind as he walked up the steps leading toward the entrance of the school. You had a metal detector to get through thanks to jack asses who came to school packing guns and knives... You had your dumb jocks who thought they were better than everyone else, you had your Goth groups, the Geeks, the Freaks, and let not even get started on the annoying Emos!
Drake just sighed and blew an annoying pair of bangs out of his white hair as he walked down the halls, about one of the things he liked about high school was a few of his classes, one hot female teacher which he mostly kept that to himself, and basket ball. Noticing the eyes of some women following his body movements he want over to his locker and opened it up. Noticing a note on the inside locker door and taking it off, throwing it away when he notice it was just another self proclaim love note from some woman who found him hot. “I need to get a lock for this locker...”
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Post by Rainne Morrison on Jun 28, 2007 17:34:55 GMT -5
Making her way into the main entrance of the school, Rainne Morrison kept the attention of her stunning light brown eyes [ at lest, so people have said ] focused intently on the ground as she walked up the steps and into the front doors. This school, for the majority of the people was a prison, but for Rainne it was something else. Her Aviator sunglasses blocking out the sunlight, she passed through the doors and by some boys who gave a slight whistle as she passed. Jerks. was all that floated in her mind as she paid no attention, a simple notebook under her arm, and a music instrument [ trumpet ] case in her other hand. She glanced down at it - this instrument was the only thing that didn't give her problems. Well, the majority of the time anyways.
Allowing her eyes to stray to the outfit she was wearing, it was nothing short of usual. Jeans, ripped, tattered, and torn covered her bottom half, black and gray stripped stockings underneath the jeans showing through the wholes. A pair of purple converse of course, a studded belt hanging around her waist, and another checkered belt hanging off to the side for fashion purposes. One necklace, a ring - and of course, her purple and black corset, making it possible for people to see the wing tattoos that rested on her back - lovely work that man did. in all, it was a classic look for Rainne Morrison. Walking to her locker, she noted the white hair boy throw out a piece of paper. She arched her eyebrow, allowing her tongue to play with the lip ring that rested on the right side of the mouth - she had snake bite, but the right side was always the one she tended to play with from time to time - it was just a nasty habit of hers.
She placed her things down to open the combination of her locker before removing the lock and opening it up. She put her things inside and removed her Aviators, the sun's rays no longer bothering her since she was inside. She glanced to the boy. They have had lockers right next to each other for years, and he was constantly getting love notes. She almost laughed at the thought. She didn't even know his name.
"Another idiotic Fan girl, I take it" she said to him, glancing his way before reaching up to the top shelf, hoping to get down a notebook. She was oh so short.
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Post by Drake White on Jun 28, 2007 20:40:32 GMT -5
“Looks like it,” he replied dully. His head turning to the left to notice another boy waving and grinning before running away causing Drake eyes to blink blankly. “Or not...” Shaking what he just saw out of his mind his hand went up and grabbed the note book for the other girl and handed it to her.
“Hum I wouldn’t call them all idiots, they’re just, very loud and very lusting.” He closed his locker door and found himself looking the other girl up and down before looking elsewhere. “They should make shorter lockers hum?”
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Post by Rainne Morrison on Jun 28, 2007 21:16:55 GMT -5
Rainne allowed a grin to follow upon her face as she glanced to the boy who was walking past - a wave and a grin and he was off. Rainne couldn't help but let out a laugh. "Well, looks like another idiotic fan boy..." she said to him with a slight snicker before looking back up to her notebook, which still rested on the top shelf of her locker. She gave a scowl. In a state of empty mindness, She gave a small jump attempting to reach it, but only found herself failing. but at the sight of him reaching up and grabbing it for her, Rainne grinned, taking it and tossing it on the ground, now rummaging through the bottom to find some kind of writing utensil.
Rainne gave another grin. "In other words, they are just Horny and obnoxious" She said bluntly, a few people giving her odd looks as they passed. Finally finding a suitable pencil under some sheets of music, Rainne gave a sigh of relief taking it out and sticking it in her back pocket, it's normal resting place. Sighing, she ran her eyes p and down the locker a few more times before shutting it, pushing a stray piece of blond hair from her eyes. She glanced back to the boy, before giving a small scowl. "ya...I guess so" she said before allowing a smirk to replace her rather sorrowful face.
"I'm Rainne, by the way"
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Post by Drake White on Jun 28, 2007 21:31:53 GMT -5
Drake just smiled as he couldn’t help but think she was beautiful at first glance. Still shivering up at the thought a man is finding him attracted now, but what could one do? It seems a lot of people thought him gay just because he didn’t have as crazy a sex drive around all women who could breathe, some people was just idiots. “Drake, Drake White. Funny, you had a locker next to me for how long now? And yet I just now notice you... Or are you new? I’m sure I would’ve noticed you sooner if you been around for a while.”
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Post by Rainne Morrison on Jun 28, 2007 22:03:49 GMT -5
Rainne placed that funny black notebook under her arm and gestured for Drake to follow her as she headed off to the class she had, only hoping his class wasn't the room right next to their lockers. Drake was rather handsome, she had to admit - but Rainne wasn't the type who goes and leaves love notes in lockers. It makes her sick to her stomach to be honest. Rainne smirked at his next comment, her fangs only slightly visible beneath her lips. "Actually, I've been here for about a year..." she gave a pondering thought. "Yup, around that long" It was all her mother's idea...if it wasn't for her, Rainne probably would still be home schooled, or something like it.
"I've never been sociable. I've noticed you, just didn't say anything. I figured you where one of those 'pretty boys'" she gave a deadly snicker. "But I was wrong, don't worry" she assured him with a small nod. "I was probably too short to be seen within your radar..." she told him, giving a side glance to him as she looked around at the student body. Rainne really wasn't all that short, she was average height for her body weight and age. But it seemed that everyone she came in contact with was much taller then her. She gave a small pout at the thought.
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Post by Drake White on Jul 1, 2007 19:27:08 GMT -5
Drake simply followed her, his eyes staying on her form as he listened to her speak. She was one of the more interesting women around here, many of the others seem to be about so little, and others just wanted him all to themselves, he rarely found a woman who didn’t just lust after him in that light, he couldn’t even remember how he got to be so well liked by the ladies.
“Glad to prove that wrong, though if it means anything to you, thousand of girls in this school would probably kill to just be walking so close to me like you are right now. I can’t even remember how they started liking me so much, though even if they wouldn’t admit it I think some of them only want in my pants...”
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Post by Rainne Morrison on Jul 1, 2007 19:53:19 GMT -5
Rainne gave a small sigh, giving a pout of her lips off to the side a bit, not paying much attention to the fact that the girls that she was passing gave her dirty glances. She noticed one, and just stared her down, a small smirk coming upon her face when it was over. She never liked girls - at all. They are nasty, back stabbing gossiping arses that Rainne could really do without, even though she was a girl. She shook her head at the thought - thank god she wasn't like everyone else in this school. Call her different, weird, or whatever you want but She would rather be different then exactly the same. Looking back to Drake as he talked, Rainne gave a small smirk.
Though tempted to really live up the moment, Rainne resisted. No need to attract unneeded Pickering's. "Girls are just stupid. Would kill to just walk next to you? Sorry Love, but that's just utterly stupid" she said with a small grunt, biting down on one of her lip rings once more. Habit kicking in again. "I et half of them do. Not going to doubt it - I mean, look at the sexy white Hair" she said with small grin, cracking her neck a bit. Another girl who passed gave a bit of a glare, and Rainne only gave an annoyed stare. "If I get one more glare, I think I'm going to drop kick someone here out the window" she said more to herself then to him, but it was rather annoying. People are so...stupid.
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Post by Drake White on Jul 1, 2007 20:08:42 GMT -5
“I agree,” he said bluntly to the “utterly stupid” remark made by the woman. Maybe they was just super sluts? Yeah that had to be it, only thing that made sense. He chuckled at the comment about his hair, nothing he hasn’t heard before, though it seem more flattering coming from this woman.
“Yes, the white hair is a gift I guess. Though I still wonder how I was born with it, I mean my dad has black hair, and my mom has red, how the heck did I come out with white?” Drake laughed quietly at her drop kick statement, as his blue eyes looked over to her face, finding her more beautiful than most of the other women that passed them by. “Heh, by all means go ahead and drop kick a few of them.”
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Post by Rainne Morrison on Jul 1, 2007 20:25:55 GMT -5
Rainne gave a cheeky grin, happy that Drake had agreed with her, and didn't take what she had said offensively. Of course, she probably wouldn't have cared if he replied to it the complete wrong way, but hey, she is in no mood to have another enemy on her list. There already is that girl in her History class - if only she could have her way with her. Ohh, she would be breathing through a tube. Rainne glanced to her side at Drake. She could see why the girls thought he was so drop dead gorgeous, but the actions they where taking where just idiotic and annoying.
Rainne gave a small smirk at his comment. "Tis odd. I never saw a person - well, a teenage - with white hair" she began, giving a small thought. "Both of your parents must have carried the gene for White Hair, that is the only responsible explination.." she shook her head. Stop being all biology - like she spat in her head, before glancing around. "Humm. How about that girl over there, in the pink shirt and the jean skirt?" she said, pointing her way. "She's rather annoying..." she said, giving a deadly smirk. Of course, she wasn't going to actually do it, at lest not now. No need to get suspended now, is there there?
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