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‘Lost?’

Jordan looked up from his timetable. There was nothing immediately obvious around him until he looked down into the face of a slender, petite girl with wild brown hair and her hands shoved deep in her pockets.
‘Yeah, I guess,’ he said, a little cautiously. It was a little weird for Jords meeting and talking to new people- he’d basically spent his whole life in the same school, with the same friends back in England and now it was a novel experience. It made him a little more nervous than he would have liked.

‘You have a good face.’

Okay, that was definitely a little odd. His first experience of his new school was making him wonder if he’d accidentally wandered into a mental clinic.

‘Uh.. thanks?’ He wasn’t entirely sure what she meant by that, but it did sound like a compliment. She was the first person he’d talked to in the new school too- maybe it paid not to look a gift horse in the mouth. Even if they were very to-the-point. And she was cute, in a messy art-nerd kind of way.

‘I’m sorta new to this school and I don’t really know where I’m going.. Do you know where Room B6 is? I’ve got English with Gomez there first and this place looks way too massive for me to wander around til I find it.’ Hopefully he’d bumped into a fellow classmate and he wouldn’t have to be the friendless new kid for too long.

@eclecticwitch fucks sake how do you tag





The alarm clock wake up was so overdone. Jordan liked to think of himself as better than that. In fact, by the time the sun had cleared the horizon he had already been up since five on his morning run. It was partially because he liked taking care of his body, even in the off season, but also because this way he could feel slightly smug passing yawning middle-agers in slippers and dressing gown picking up the paper run.

It had felt good in his old neighbourhood at least, but Crown Heights was more of a spiked gates and security camera area rather than friendly neighbours and morning papers. He’d barely glimpsed a fellow human apart from a peep of a suit behind the tinted windshield of a speeding Audi.

-

Once Jords was home, he grabbed his towel, ready for a quick shower to wash off the sweat of the Florida sun. He passed his brother, comatose on the couch under a heap of blankets.
‘Room still out of commission?’ he asked while pouring milk into a bowl of muesli. The blankets snored.

Jords threw a shoe at him. ‘Get up. Your mate called last night. Said he wanted to meet you at the gas station at half nine.’ Jay scrambled out of his mound.
‘What did he say?’

Jordan shrugged. ‘Said bring money. He’s got an ounce. Seriously, how did you manage to get a hookup when we’ve only been here a week?.’

‘I have my ways, little brother.’ Jay grinned. ‘Spare cash for a pothead in need?’ he said, holding out his hands like Oliver Twist.

Jordan huffed. ‘Ask mum. Or just take some from her purse like you usually do. I’ve got to get to school.’

His mother stopped him on his way out the door. ‘Jordan? Is that you?’ she called from the balcony. She had a cigarette in hand, and her voice was slightly raspy from dragging on it.
‘Yeah, ma. Off to school. I’ll see you later, okay?’

‘Your father called.’

‘What’s he poking his nose around here for?’

‘He’s thinking about visiting.’

‘And you’re thinking about telling him to take a hike, right?’

‘Don’t talk about your father like that. Now shut up and get to school.’

Jords gave a two fingered salute to the smoky figure of his mother and slammed the door on his way out. He was in a pissy mood from the morning’s events and the only cure was breaking all the speed limits on his way to school. His tyres ripped into the asphalt of the student parking lot as he swerved into an empty spot.

He slammed the car door too, to provide a sense of continuity. His senior year hadn’t started off on the best note, but he was feeling slightly more optimistic as he took in the state-of-the-art school campus. He’d been here already the other day to get his uniform, a rather ugly blue blazer and a stripy tie- which he had bought far too short to top it off. He’d wanted to be in and out of the store so quick that he hadn’t bothered to try on the clothes to check the fit.

Plus, they’d spent the last few days crumpled up in the back of his cupboard so he could pretend they didn’t exist, which probably didn’t help. He sauntered in through the front gate with a couple minutes to spare, unsure of what to do or where to go next. He unravelled a printout of his school timetable- English first. Wagging the first spell at a new school probably wasn’t a great idea. Fuck.
I spent way too long trying to figure out the BBCode haha.. and it still ended up with some confusing photos.


Young James Franco and #8cb8ff please.
Hey, is it all good if I reserve a colour and face? Haven't RP'd in a while so it might take me a while to make up a character.
In Closed. 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Hmmm.. I think I'll probably pass for now. Thanks anyways.
In Closed. 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Would it be possible for me to submit an application for a knight? Or are there any roles free?
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