Miss Rellzia smiled softly as she sat down in her chair facing the young adults before her, the first day was always the most confusing and uneasy for the new rotation of kids. Clasping her hands together the tall gingers gave a warm smile before spreading her arms prepared to give her rules and such to them. Wiping her freckled face with a hand she spoke proudly almost, "Welcome to Dreamy Pines, now I know you all are probably antsy and just wanting to unpack your things but it's always important I give out the rules first. This is my home and I am opening it up to you in hope that you may blossom as a person and show that you are valued members of society."

Her green eyes sparkled despite the wrinkles she had from age, the woman was in her forties already having been on the mission of helping young kids get their lives on track since she was twenty six. "Now," she spoke, "First off are the rules. There will be no drinking, drugs, cigarettes, bullying, stealing, self harm, bickering, leaving without permission, or sneaking out at night. Jace knows what happens when you break those rules." The pudgy teen boy just shifted a bit crossing arms over his chest a bit embarrassed she'd mention him.

"Also there is a curfew." she motioned with her hands a bit which was sort of a habit, "You will be in your room by nine and lights out at eleven, each of your rooms has it's own bathroom so you will not need to be wandering around the house for any reason after curfew. If I catch you breaking any of these rules there will be less freedom and more chores. Each one of you are going to be going through online schooling and you will work to earn a high school diploma. There are two to a room and you will be assigned a roommate whether you like it or not, however there is a curtain you can pull out that separates the rooms for privacy."

Putting her hands down by her side she only paused for a brief moment before starting on the next topic, "You are expected to participate in group discussions and activities and friday will always be movie night. More individuals may show up and we will treat each other with respect and kindness. Don't tell yourself that this is just all the government and I don't care about you, because I do. Many of the things I provide come out of my own pocket. I want to see you do well in life and I know each one of you can achieve that."

"Now go find your room and unpack." she gave another kind smile, "If you have any questions don't be afraid to come ask, girls room with girls and boys room with boys." She motioned toward the hallway to where the rooms were, sticky notes with names on them on the doors.
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Jace just trudged over to his room with the bad case of resting bitch face he always had looking at the sticky note on his door, Thomas? He gave a small groan opening it up and sitting back down on his bed pulling his legs up and sitting pretzel style. Fun, another room mate, he would most likely hate this one too.

He laid down and adjusted himself so he was laying on his stomach, reaching under the bed he pulled out his laptop and set it down opening it up. He clicked a few things and smirked at the screen, time for another hour of Adventure Quest. His lips curled into a short lived smile before fading back into his normal bitchy self.
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Y smiled and brushed a bit of her 'hair' from her face before standing up and fixing her dress a bit. She had dressed very gorgeous for the day in a cute deep purple dress with a white bow sash, diamond earrings, and nice sparklyish tights. Truth be told she had some lovely legs. The young woman found herself glancing at one of the guys, he was taller than her. She wanted to just bounce right up to him and say hello but she just walked down the hall with a smile. Someone taller than her! This just made her down right happy to be there.

Finding her room she headed inside and straight for the bathroom making sure to lock it, she really needed to go but she'd been dreading it all morning. No one knows, she thought to herself, and no one needs to know. This brought a smile to her face and after she was done she took a look in the mirror talking to herself, "You're finally just some girl Y." Her face lit up with a huge smile before she looked down at the sink, maybe she'd like it here.

Nytesaed kept her mouth shut through the old hag's speech, barely containing a laugh as she listed the banned items and thought to the half pack of cigarettes in her inner jacket pocket, the mickey of Jack in her bag, the bong and baggie of weed next to it and the switchblade,which was stolen, in her boot.
Good to know I'm off to a fucking stellar start. She thought. Not that she was ever planning on following any of the rules in the first place, but she still payed attention, just so she knew what she would be breaking. The old house smelled like mothballs and industrial sanitizer. It felt like a fusion between an old folks home and a mental asylum and it skeeved her the fuck out. There was no way she would be spending any more time than necessary inside here.
Thankfully the lecture was over fairly quickly and she stood and slung her old, grey duffel bag over her shoulder and made her way to her room. She looked around and saw the bags already in the room and judging by their obvious higher quality than hers, by the fact that they didn't have any duct tape holding them together, she guessed her roommate was pretty well off. I hope to shit she isn't some prissy little bitch. She thought, dropping her bag on the bed closest to the window. She looked out the window and was pleased to see there was a solid enough old oak within reach.
She looked over to the bathroom door and could hear the sounds of her roommate from the other side.

Y came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, stretching her arms she just let herself basically fall onto her bed when she got over there looking at the ceiling. She gave a smile up at the white ceiling and gave a quiet little chuckle before bringing her hand up to her lips and kissing it three times purring out, "This place is amazing!~"

This girl seemed so happy about being here and pushed her dress down a bit fixing her tights, again such great legs wow. Like seriously man I'm even breaking the fourth wall right here to say damn she has some sexy legs. Her smile toned down a bit as she sat up and picked up one of her bags getting up to open the closet on her side of the room and starting to hang things up. She had many dresses, nice shirts, basically girly things mostly except for a couple of band shirts. She loved her TMBG, Nirvana, and Creature Feature shirts the most putting them on top shelf. She didn't have a type a music, almost everything sounded good to her. She spoke happily, "Hi I'm Y." She didn't turn to look at her and just kept putting her things away before putting more clothes in her dresser.

She unzipped another bag and brought out her babies, her wigs. Setting up her wig stands first on the top of her dresser bringing out a long black wig and starting to comb through it, "So what's your name?" She turned her head for a moment to give a bright smile.

Nyteshaed raised her eyebrows as Y came out of the bathroom. She had cute, boyish features that got her going in all the right ways and damn if her legs weren't picture fucking perfect. Oh man. With a sweet little piece of ass like her kicking around, maybe this place won't be so bad. She thought. Maybe her taste in music was a bit soft, but she saw a Nirvana shirt so she couldn't be all bad.
"I'm Nyteshaed." She smiled, beginning to toss her own clothes into the dresser, much more haphazardly. "Nice to meet you, gorgeous." She smirked slyly, her tone thick with flirtation.

Y raised an eyebrow and then rubbed the back of her neck, she was much taller than the other just giving a sort of bashful smile, "Well hello there to you too." She then went over pulling out another black wig but this time in a bob style. Setting it on the stand and starting to carefully comb it out she giggled slightly and kissed the top of it, "I like the name." Looking down at her lap and then back over at her her voice lowered slightly as if she were trying to be threatening but really she was a doll who couldn't hurt anyone, "I have one rule, if you harm my wigs I'll make a new one out of your hair at some point." Eyes shot a serious look at Nyteshaed before going back to her work on the wig which was a bit messy. "Now, um" she paused just biting her lip softly, "Tell me about yourself."

Nyteshaed smirked and turned up from her unpacking, a hand cocked on her hip. This girl had a bit of an edge. It was a dull edge, but still, it was cute. She slowly sauntered up to her, biting her lip softly.
"That's a fair rule. But I've got one of my own." She looked Y dead in the eyes and stared intently, like she could hurt her if she wanted. "If you fuck me. I will fuck you." She let the moment hang tensely in the air before stepping back from her and returning to throwing her clothes into the drawer.
"Other than that, not a whole lot to say. I like my music loud, my drinks hard, my cars fast, and my women hot." She cast a sidelong glance to Y. "How about you? What's your story?"

Y just seemed a bit disappointed taking out the other wigs and just setting them on her stands, she could brush them later. Again basically falling onto her bed she rolled over onto her stomach closing her eyes, "If you cause trouble I'm not covering for you, this is the best thing that's ever happened to me and in a month everything will be perfect."

"I'd rather not talk about my story, because as far as I'm concerned my life just started." she smiled her eyes still closed, "Also I hope you don't hate Stevie Nicks, she's one of my favorites. Then again I have lots of favorites."

Amber quietly stared at her torn up sneakers as the old lady talked. Anxiety stirred in her belly. She hadn't been free to decide where she would go since before her mom saved her; she needed her mother's permission to get up and move, she needed it.

Once the old lady told them they could go, Amber took a deep breath, her hands shaking. She slowly stood up as a headache started to blare through her skull. The click of her shoes walking down the halls echoed in her ears.

I hope I get a window, she dared to think. Mommy never let me have a window for long. She walked into her room and stared guiltily at the window. Soft light filtered through the dusty glass. I hope she forgives me.

Amber sat down on her bed, clutching her bag tight to her chest, waiting for her roommate to arrive.

@Irisity

Cassidy

Blinking slowly as the words from the older woman drifted into the air and settled, Cassidy felt her fingers twitch at her side. Shifting her gaze away from warm-wrinkled face, she searched the others with her gaze, they were all so different and unique. Turning and flowing the rwar of the group out and into the hall, she finds the room that has her name on the door -third door on the right- and enters. Finding the bed that would be hers, Cassidy plops down on the mattress and finds her eyea scanning the room, the book she'd paused in reading already open once more. She liked her tomorrow already.

With a slight jump, she realizes that her room isn't really just hers, roomate. Perfect. Sitting up and glancing at the girl for a few moments, Cassidy decides to leave her be for now. Focusing her gaze on the pages, she doesn't even notice that her right hand drops from the spine of the book to laying limp in her lap.

1 Year Ago
A 'soccer' field

Alo's steps were heavy and loud as he stomped his way across the field to a fellow that he used to call his friend. As if the fact that he was going to fight the guy soon wasn't bad enough, he was reminded that the American's called football soccer. He shuddered at the thought. His eyebrow twitched as he heard the conversation going on, they were talking about his mother, again. His eyes flared as he sprinted up and essentially clotheslined the guy before wailing on his face with as much force as he could. Of course, he was quickly thrown off by the guys other friends and was subsequently beaten the shit out of. The entire ordeal resulted in the now noticeable scar on, Alo's eyebrow. Not only that, but this day was the day Alo vowed to change himself from a bully into a better person.

Present Day
Dreamy Pines

Alo leant against a wall, his hands in his maroon Harrington jacket as the older women spoke. He let out a snigger as the mention of 'no drink' met his ears. He could handle not smoking for a while, but he would be damned if he couldn't sneak alcohol into here. He swaggered past the women and found the post-it note with his room number on it. It seemed he had a room to himself. Fantastic. A grin grew on his face as he made his way up to his room, carrying a sports bag over his shoulder containing what little belongings he had.

He shoved the bag under his bed before laying down on said bed and staring up at the ceiling. He took off his jacket to reveal a 'Stone Roses' T-shirt underneath. But more importantly, to reveal the various small scars littering his arms. He hated the things, it was a reminder of how he used to act and his past misdeeds.

Slightly more somber, he raised from the bed and exited the room to scope out the building. He took caution not to bump into, Rellzia, he hated making small talk with adults. His exploration pretty much stopped in the hallway leading up to the entrance room, he could still see Rellzia there, waiting, like some sort of vulture. That was probably exaggerating, but then again, Alo really hated making small talk.

@Arista

Amber stared at her roommate with curious eyes. Mom never let her socialize with other people her age, no matter how much she begged. "If you played with other kids," her mother had said. "Then you'd never get to play with me, and you'd have to go back." That had shut her up real quick. Her mother mentioned something about getting a little sister once, but it never happened.

Amber decided, with her throat dry and fear in her heart, that she would defy Mommy's number one rule. "I--I'm Amber."

Two people came in and stood next to Miss Rellzia getting instructions on where to put the heavy bags they were carrying. Abs sighed a bit being escorted in by their one and only friend Drake. He looked around carrying two large bags which Abs had more bags. Abs bumped past Alo heading into his room and tossing bags on the other bed giving a groan. Drake just seemed to be shuffling around the room when he dropped the bag muttering out to him, "Dude, have fun in suckville"

Abs spoke lowly shoving him, "Shut up before I shove my foot up your ass." Drake patted his buddy's back and Abs chuckled softly, "I'll call you when we can hang again, thanks for the ride now fuck off you son of a bitch." Abs wasn't normally so foul mouthed but this was his buddy Drake and he just brought out the worst in him. He gave a few barks as he turned to leave. The guy left not really seeming to be very interested in talking to anyone just getting out of their quickly.

Opening up the closet they just smirked and rubbed the back of his neck looking at the bags on his bed with a yawn and starting to unpack his clothes hanging up all his different sweat shirts with a grin on his face, this place couldn't be much worst than home.


(Okay I gave up on they/them pronouns, he/him it is! Yeah I'll work better on the next one I wrote this after a night with no sleep.)

Rules and a curfew. Great. That was the last thing Erren needed, especially since he had had problems sleeping recently. He stood, tapping away at his phone whilst tuning out from the constant, damnable voice of their new host. And she is still talking... Still talking... Still... Talking... he thought, only to suddenly realise that everyone was moving. He snapped back to reality and followed, briefly looking over the notes he had just written down. As he headed in, he saw the others file into their rooms as he walked. Then he made his way into his own room.

Inside, he dropped his bag onto the bed furthest away from the bathroom and began to drop his assortment of crap into different draws. He tried to fold his clothes and put them into a draw, but ended up just creasing them more. After putting everything into a general place, he pulled out his phone and began to type again whilst sat on the edge of his bed. He jotted down some more notes before heading into the bathroom.

@Love Me Dead
Nyteshaed shrugged. "Never heard of him." She said. "What kind of stuff does he do?"
Se wasn't really all that interested in what kind of stuff Stevie Nicks did, she was more interested in keeping her attention on Y. Her eyes lingered briefly on the girl's backside as she watched her fall heavily onto the bed, quietly imagining she was falling with her. Goddamn. She thought as she attempted to get glimpse up the girl's dress as she rolled over. The good girls always get me.

Tom Rook
Tom watched the the room breathing a sigh of relief when he discovered he was only the second tallest. "No one notices the second" he concluded.
He barely listened to the rules he was a little busy convincing himself that there wasn't a little blue man mooning Miss Rellzia, he did however make note of the times. He waited for the other to stand up and head off to there rooms before cautiously making his way to his own dorm. He glanced at the note, "Jace huh, never met a Jace before". He slowly opened the door to find a person he would best describe as plum shaped playing on a computer. Tom paused briefly before slowly shutting the door and unpacking his belongings: clothes and a single book, he had quickly checked out the library before arriving here. Tom quite liked how the room was silent aside from the background noise of the game and keyboard and made no effort to break it, instead he layed down on his bed and opened his book. @Love Me Dead

@Irisity

Cassidy "Cass" Michael

Hazel eyes blinked when the voice and words of her roomate fill the air, snapping the book shut and placing it beside her on her bare bed she rises to her feet and removes her gray hoodie. She offers the girl a small smile, easily pulling the sleeve from her still numb arm she sits it at the end of her bed and plops back down, her left hand waving as she shit's until she's sitting cross-legged in the center elf her mattress.

My name is Cassidy, pleasure to meet you." She offers softly, biting back on the sarcasm as best she can, using it as a defense for so many years has left the drawl of it lingering in her tone.

She doesn't want to make a bad impression but as she watches the girl across from her, Cassidy thinks that hiding behind a mask of sarcasm will only bring her enemies. The words Amber had managed choke out seemed to have cost her a great deal, her face had paled further then it was during the caregivers speech. Relaxing back and resting her back against the wall, Cassidy focuses her gaze outside, her posture relaxed.

Y looked almost shocked suddenly sitting up fixing her dress once again, "Oh girl, you poor thing. Stevie Nicks is a goddess, her band Fleetwood Mac is one of my favorites!~" She gave a grin standing up, "Come on, we have to get my record player out of my truck, this is a musical emergency." Motioning for her to follow she made which steps down the hall and out the front door. Opening the back door to her white pickup she pulled out a small record player muttering, "Grab the bag on the floor there and shut the door."

Looking excited she made her way back to her room and set it on the last empty space on her dressed top and plugged it into the nearest outlet holding her hand out for the bag, this was important to her, Stevie was her inspiration. @RhineQueen

@Arista

Amber smiled gratefully, but did not speak further as Cassidy stared out the window. She followed suit, examining the fall colors slowly turning into a ripe orange. She wouldn't be able to garden until spring; what a bummer.

@Irisity

Cassidy

Casside drifts then, her eyes closing as her breathin slows, the sky outside slowly darkening as night takes over. The smell of God is what wakes her what feels like only a few minutes later, blinking slowly and rolling her shoulders to get the kinks it, she rises from her bed and stands. Gesturing to their door with her chin, she moves to open it, flicking on the lightswitch as she does.

Pausing just before stepping out into the hall, Cassidy glances back and offers Amber a small smile, seems sleep would be eluding her tonight as well.

Esther hated this place already. It was drab, there were so many rules, and movie nights? How old where they, five? And they even had a freaking curfew! She grabbed all of her stuff and found her room. No one was there, so she assumed that she was living by herself for now. At least that was one thing to enjoy. All the space and closet room for herself! Not that she wanted to stay here for much longer.

She had better things to do! She couldn't wait until her mom got her out of this shit hole. She began to unpack all of her stuff and before she knew it she was done. Okay, now what? She left her room and began to explore the place. She wasn't sure if she was in the mood to talk to anyone but there had to be something interesting around here.