Swanton High (Mature, Experienced Post Please!)

[• Echo]

The inside of the highschool was a warm welcoming compared to the brisk early morning air outside, and Felicity Harper made her way down the brightly lit halls towards Homeroom. Pushing her hair behind one ear, she set her black and teal sportsbag on the ground beside a desk and slipped off her black bookbag. The front flap of the bag was lined with silver and was imprinted with golden horse heads with a cyan cross with silver wings in the middle. Sliding into her seat, a few football players walked into the room.

"Hey, look, it's one of those rare CCFs, guys. How many people joined the Cross Country team this year, Honey?" the tall blonde, Anthony, drawled, and Felicity narrowed her eyes at him.

"Just as many football queers on the team who are actually good this year, most likely more," she said, mimicking his drawl. She had always hated he nickname the guys gave her, and especially hated the nickname the football players had started for the Cross Country team. Felicity was a Junior this year, her third year being onthe team, although she had been running long before. Pullig her long hair back into a ponytail, she clipped on a silver barrett, watching the football players slide into seats on the other side of the room. She had straightened her hair this morning, the above layers a dirty blonde with light brown highlights, the roots and undertones dark brown with a red hue. But her hair color was completely natural, though many people questioned it. Her skin was nicely tanned, freckled, and her eyes a clear, deep, light blue. The silver eyeliner and smoky Mascara she was wearing, along with the gold eyeshadow at the corners of her eyelids, really brought out the color of her eyes. She slipped out of her black jacket, the silver cameo tanktop she was wearing fitting perfectly to her body and showing off her curves and slim, athletic build. Her black boots were almost to her knees on her dark blue skinny jeans, a zipper on the insides of each.

The teacher, Mr. Block, stood up from behind his desk as the bell rang, walkin to the front of the classroom.

"The bell has rung, students, time to settle down!" he said, raisin his voice. Only a few people listened, and he scowled.

"That'll be detention, Mr. White," he said calmly as the boy threw a paper airplane across the room. "Must I need assign more?". At that the class finally settled, and Mr. Block nodded. "Good. Now stay quiet while I take role.". The class stayed silent up until the moment he nodded, before erupting back into noise. Felicity pulled her phone from her pocket as it buzzed silently, checking the message.

"New XC meet this Friday, last before championships!" Felicity read the Facebook update on her iPhone, seeing that it was from one of the freshman, first year runners on the team. Smiling to herself, she quickly typed a repl before putting the phone away.


(please, if you reply, be descriptive and post at least a paragraph most ofthe time, thanks!)

[Guest]

[what grade are they in? And do you care what the gender is?]

[• Echo]

I think i put it in, she's a Junior (but not everyone who posts has to be). I don't really mind, it's an open post to everyone who wants to post and who will actually post a bit. Feel free to use whoever you choose

[Guest]

[k]

[• Echo]

Are you gonna reply?

[Guest]

[yea hold on]

[• Echo]

(hello? If you're not going to reply canyou at least say you won't so that I can re-start the thread and post with someone who's actually serious about posing on this thread)

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