[Casual][PG13-NC17][Romance][School Life] VoyageUnlimited+JurassicHole

[VoyageUnlimited]

ok...ummmm.... who should start? D:

[JurassicHole]

Oh man...now comes the performance jitters...

I'll go first, since I have the least experience. Makes sense. What's the name of the HS?

[VoyageUnlimited]

oh shit we didnt even pick a name opr location...... just wing it, it doesnt matter what its called or where it is i guess since its just us :3

[JurassicHole]

Cliff walked into school like he always did, laughing obnoxiously with a pack of fellow jocks from the wrestling team and being as loud as possible. To most they wouldn't pay much attention to the "knuckle-draggers", but for any who payed attention to the big guy in the middle, they'd see it was an act. However, this was highschool, nobody pays attention to anything that truly matters at that time in life anyway. The girls at the school swooned over his looks, while the guys either wanted to be friends or were intimidated by his size. Fact of the matter was that Cliff wasn't what he seemed. He loved hanging with the computer nerds in Computer Lit and snuck away to read comics or manga in the bathroom. He knew the jocks would shun him from their group, as well as dissapoint his father who was a past alumni and all-star stud back in the day. His mother on the other hand supported his love towards comics and video games, saying there was nothing wrong with it and he should have real friends, not clamber for popularity like his father had.

That's a lot harder to do when everytime he'd go to practice or walk into the gymnasium there were plaques and trophis with his father's name on it. It was hard to live in the shadow of your dad and be expected to surpass what he had accomplished back in the day. Cliff sighed, signifying that he was going to go head to his locker. A minute later and he was at his locker, hand made posters covered in hearts and phone numbers adorned his locker, per-the-usual at the start of the school year. Posters saying things like "Be my Boulder" to the more common "I LOVE YOU BOULDER!!!" were easily removed from his locker door, stuffing them inside as he pulled out his math text for first period. His eyes glanced at a picture of Ironman he had stuck to the inside of the locker door, wishing he could just rocket away from all the pressures he had to deal with. Sighing once more, Cliff turned to head to class, but something caught his eye.

Someone was the more accurate term, as the something turned out to be the most jaw-dropping girl Cliff had ever seen. Of course he knew of the girl, but he didn't know her at all, part of the quirks of being popular and having your name scrawled all over campus. She was younger than him, but she almost seemed to have an air around her that far surpassed his maturity. He realized he was staring when she turned from what she was doing and spotted him. He hoped she had just glanced back and even wished his "Ironman" idea came true right now, so he could go fly to the moon to escape the situation.

[VoyageUnlimited]

Amy awoke to the bright rays of the sun seeping through her half open blinds. She blinks as her eyes adjust, and slowly rises from her bed. She stares at the pink walls of her room with slight unrest, then looks to the picture of her deceased mother. "Good morning." She says with a warm voice. She then heads to her private bathroom, turning on the shower and beginning her morning routine. Stepping out of the shower she grabs a towel and begins to dry her golden hair. The sun shines through the sun roof, illuminating her wet body with a brilliance akin to that of a sparkling gem. The water rolling down her smooth skin in drops like dew on the petals of a white rose. After drying she returns to her room and opens her closet, revealing a vast wardrobe of pinks and blacks. She chooses a fluffed up black skirt with pink trim, and a low cut black T shirt. She pulls on black satin panties and fastens up a lacy black bra. Before pulling on her shirt she looks down at her chest in disgust. "So much for my milk plan.." She says disappointingly. She then pulls on the shirt and fastens the button on her skirt. After applying minimal makeup and a quick breakfast she grabs her bag and heads out the door for school.

Upon arriving she immediately spots something unpleasant. The "popular girls" have just exited a limousine, and begin striding up to her. "Well if it isn't Amy the Shortcake!" One says in a waspish tone. Amy looks to her blankly, unwilling to feed into her insults today. "Well aren't you observant Priscilla.." Amy says flatly, and attempts to move past them. However another of the girls blocks her path, and the group closes in on her. "Where you going shorty? We weren't done talking yet!" She says with a laugh. Amy growls a bit, her irritation rising. "You better get out of my way Sandy, unless of course you want a broken jaw to go with the broken nose I gave you last week.." She says menacingly. Sandy let's out a small sound of fear and steps aside. Amy walks past them grumbling, as the girls behind her talk non-stop about what had just occurred. She enters the school and finds her locker, opening it in a huff. "Stupid prissy bitches.." She grumbles to herself. "This school would be a hundred times better off without them.." She then hears a noise behind her and whips her head around. What she found surprised her. Cliff Jackson, teen heartthrob and star of the schools Wrestling Team was staring her down. She stared back at him, trying to work out why the most popular boy in school was staring down a girl like her. Not wanting to seem like the more girly of her peers however, she decides to take a more cautious approach. "What the hell do you want you ogre? Stop staring at me like that! it's creepy!"

[JurassicHole]

Her sudden retort caught Cliff off guard, a feeling of embarrassment coupled with a warming sensation in the young man's face only added to the predicament. He tried his best to reply, but no noise came out as he tried to compose the simplest of sentences. The brute's cheeks were rosey red and the realization only made him even more flustered. He never was like this when it came to girls, sure there weren't any he really cared for at this school, but he hadn't felt so tongue-tied by a member of the opposite sex since he was in kindergarten.
"I...umm...I..I'm sor-" Cliff finally began to answer, but was soon cut off by the sound of the school bell, announcing for the students to head to class. Without thinking, he rushed off to class, a jumble of words "I'msorryforstaringclassgottago" seemed to hang in the air as he went in the opposite direction. He received a couple cheers from passing students as he ran through the halls, all of them applauding him as if he were just breaking the rules, unknown to the fact the big guy was actually completely embarrassed.
Stumbling into class, Cliff received a few more cheers at looks of admiration from a few girls in the class. There were only two seats left in the front of the class and he knew this wasn't a coincidence as he turned to regard the teacher, who was lookin back with a smirk at Cliff.
"Hello Mrs. Rodriguez, how are you today?" he managed to say with a tired smile, trying his best to appear calm from running away from that girl.
"Awh, I'm fine, happy you graced us with your present today. I took the liberty of saving you one of the best seats in the house. Don't want any scares like last year, do we?" said Mrs. Rodriguez, turning back to the whiteboard as Cliff sat down in one of the seats.
"Thank you, Mrs. Rodriguez." he mumbled, rummaging through his backpack for his notebook and pen.
With my luck, she'll probably be in this class too...shit.

[VoyageUnlimited]

Amy watched in curious confusion as Cliff lost himself. When he sped off she watched him with a blink. "What the hell...?" She shrugs and decides not to dwell on it and heads off to class. When she walks into the classroom she finds it rather difficult to forget the odd jock. Lo and behold, there he sits. With the only available desk right next to him. "Oh perfect... Now I get to sit next to this wierdo.." she thinks. With a long sigh she takes her seat, waiting for the class to begin. Throughout the class she can't help but glance over at Cliff every so often. Amy was never one to go crazy over a guy of all things, but something about this one made her think. Was he really just another meat head jock, or was there something more to him? After pondering this for quite a while she had caught herself staring at him. Quickly looking away with a slight blush she returns to her work. "So stupid.. Who cares what he really is? I don't need him anyway. Just another problem.."

[JurassicHole]

Just as Cliff thought, the girl he had practically gone "goo goo gaga" over had the same class as him, and was now seated beside him. He glanced over at her, taken aback that she was staring back at him, bit both teenagers quickly took their eyes off one another. Trying his best to take notes, Cliff couldn't believe how nervous he felt sitting next to this girl. Maybe he'd eaten something bad for breakfast, then again Lucky Charms and bacon was part of any growing young stud's daily breakfast. He thought he might be sick, but canned that thought as well as he hadn't been healthier in his entire life. This was the season he'd win the regional championship and possibly go to state, maybe even make it to the national wrestling tournament! Man, that'd be the best...
Scribbling on a piece of paper, Cliff handed the note with a rather well polished sleight of hand, as Mrs. Rodriguez stepped out of class. The note simply said "Sorry for staring, forgive me? ", hoping his charm might somehow wiggle him out of this awkward situation. A young man can dream can't he?