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Post by kebin65 on Nov 14, 2008 22:09:51 GMT -6
Westbriar High School It is a new year at Westbriar HS. Some are ready to graduate, while others are just beginning their journey through high school. Some are going through school with a ease, while others are struggling to cope with peer pressure, grades and all the hardships that high school brings. FormName: Age: Grade/Occupation (Freshman/Sophomore/Junior/Senior/or teacher): Personality: Cliche: Image (Any picture you find online): You may have up to two characters
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Post by kebin65 on Nov 14, 2008 22:20:21 GMT -6
Name: Harrison Standford Age: 17 Grade: Senior Personality: Social, nice, outgoing Cliche: Popular/Jock ------------ His footsteps found their way to the cement as Harrison got off the bus. His eyes flashed around the school campus at the students that walked about. They all seemed so small to him, as if they were all ants. Finally, this year had come, when he would finally become a Senior, the top class of the school. The first day of school always brought is scares, yet none of them seemed to make their way onto Harrison's face. He had nothing to fear for. After all, he was popular, he was a jock and his relations with the teachers were perfectly ok. He was also a straight A and B student, with the occasional C every now and then. There was nothing for him to worry about. He felt as if he ruled the worlds of high school; social reputation and academic success. He looked at his watch, noticing it was almost time to go in, that the bell would ring any second. It wasn't as if he cared whether or not he was late, but he just didn't feel like getting into an argument with the teacher about his lateness. He took a deep breath before his footsteps came into motion as he mixed within the crowd of students.
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