((Chad Klitou continued from After School Confinement )) ((Sorry for the late introduction. Let's get this thing rolling!)) While most teenagers were met with the wonderful prospect of sneaking away from their parents to have fun, Chad Klitou was in the small minority that had to do something very d...

((Hera Alosso continued from Second lap, same as the first! )) ((Private thread between Craig Hoyle/Hera Alosso)) Hera Alosso's emotions were all over the place. She stood in her room and surveyed herself up and down in the mirror – a pretty Latina girl of eighteen in a short black dress – and let h...

"Hey, what's with the rush? Sure this place isn't the biggest, but it's not the stupidest." Dory gave Ben a quizzical look that was scarcely notable in her drunken stupor. It took her a moment to really digest his words, and when she did, it was a bit hard for her to understand. What kind...

At that moment, Chad did two things: he listened to Andrea's words and reminded himself how stupid he was. It was sort of a tendency for him to get kind of uppity in school. It had become sort of a tendency to isolate himself into a bubble in pretty much every class, and when somebody walked in and ...

"Yeah. Date, tux and tickets." So Ben was going to prom. That was good – not even just good, but almost required of a high school student in the twenty-first century. Dory was a firm believer in sticking to the status quo, and as far as she was concerned, not going to prom was essentially...

"What, like the fish?" Dory sort of stood there in confusion for a second, unsure of whether to take it as a joke or an insult. Who wasn't to say this guy wasn't making fun of her behind her back? Maybe the chick was in on it too? Shaking the thought away – and more and more frightened of...

((Chad Klitou continued three years later from What Happened On the Highway )) An excerpt from the English notebook of Chad Klitou: Chad Klitou Period 7 English Of Scampering Feet: Frightened Children Screenplay For an Independent Film Directed By Chad Michael Klitou [EXT. ST.PAUL, MINNESOTA –The st...

"Ooh, nice camera. Camcorder, I mean. Do you make videos? "You could make a video about how awesome detention is!" "Yeah, totally", Chad said with a chuckle. "I've always liked movies. I mean, sort of, but not the way everyone else sees them, y'know? I don't go for the...

Dory smirked at the way the guy jumped. She'd frightened him like a little scaredy-cat. Giggling and still utterly unsure if she was drunk or not, she didn't really listen to his apology for freaking out (that is, if he apologized at all). He seemed a bit awkward to Dory and, from that moment, she d...

(Sorry for the craptacular late reply. D: ) Warkau left. Chad listened to him mumbling something about hearing a peep from them. He wasn't really able to put it together into a coherent thought. Hardly able to focus on anything besides his films, Chad had always wondered if he suffered from a mild c...

C.J was just about to wave goodbye to Brook when he felt his cell phone vibrate in the pocket of his jeans. Reaching in with a practiced flip of hand, he took note of the words flashing in blue light. It was a call from his father. A beefy Asian man with a sardonic sense of humor, he'd always been a...

((OOC: Hey Ricky, I really wanted to apologize with my lack of progress in this thread seeing how it's taken months to finish. It's really been my fault for slowing the flow of this down, so sorry. I've had a lot on my plate throughout the summer, but hopefully that's all water under the bridge now ...

((Debut of Dorothy Stoeber)) The bluish cell phone light lit up the park dimly. The girl clicking the buttons was dazed and confused – the guilty parties inside her body being both alcohol and assortment of sugary foods laid out at that party – but being the twenty-first century teenager she was, he...

((Laverne Falciander continued from An after school meeting )) Laverne Falciander, class treasurer, was elated. Even in something as trivial as a student council meeting, she was feeling great and determined that nobody would work up the guts to tell her otherwise. Today, oddly enough, had been what...

"Cheung-Ji", C.J replied. "Call me C.J". Still a little dazed from getting water poured down his pant leg, he shook hands with Simon. He'd seen him around school - kind of a quiet guy who stood clear from the crowds, but alright in C.J's book. Even as an outsider himself, C.J oft...