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Ask to Join The Circle of Trust

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This RP will be based around a group of High school kids each with their own problems and personal dark secrets, from parents divorcing, to falling into some sort of addiction, these kids only manage to survive some of the harshest days, weeks, months, years of their lives by sticking together and keeping each other safe, making sure that whatever is said in their "circle" stays in that "circle".

RP: Lance Gearson wasn't your average high school kid, he had PPD which made him act really weird and awkward around people, even those he knew and loved. But he didn't know that he would soon meet some people just like him.

"Um excuse me do you know which way to room C-15?" Lance asked someone who was passing by but got no response, he tried again with another person, but eventually gave up and decided to look for the classroom himself.
 
Shane Lyon wasn't like your typical, everyday and standard kids, he had misanthropy at a young age. This made him distrust people, so he would often not be social with other people.

Shane was walking to classroom, class C-15 when he saw a kid around his age asking for directions. Shane decided to ignore him and move on. He made it to his class and sat at the back where he thought no one would notice him.
 
Tailio had been rubbing his forehead - from previously hitting his head of the wall, when he'd entered the school. He glanced around for a quick moment, then went back to his Phone, ignoring the plentiful amount of people attempting to greet him. He walked down the narrow hallway, then had made a sharp turn - ramming into a teacher. The teacher had frowned then opened her mouth - glanced at the boy, then shut it. She quickly nodded then strolled along around him. He had not even noticed he had rammed into her, and he just thought it was another wall.

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Upon blanking out instructions on where to go, he had just entered a room at random then spoke, "Is this room C-13-er 15?" he asked. The male teacher began to shake his head no, but he had already left - the teacher shrugged then proceeded his lesson. After continuous attempts to find his room, he just decided on a final room. He walked into the room, and sat upon one of the hard-wooden chairs, causing a long "Creaak" that was unsatisfying. Unable to pay attention, he gazed at the sign on the door, it read, "C-15". Tailio just nodded to himself, physically, and then played with his thumb - not even sure if anyone else was in this class.
 
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Elisabeth Fifer was a pure-hearted teen, quite unlike her fellow peers. She was silly, playful, and childish, making her an easy target for attack. Often, she was bullied, but was innocent enough to believe they were her friends. Pretty pathetic, really.

Currently, the frail girl was mumbling to herself, while skipping with a hollow smile. On her way to C-15, she passed a group of tall males with mean glares. Of course, she didn't go unnoticed, as they glanced at each other before catching up with her. The following moments were of merciless teasing, cruel insults, and unfriendly faces. Lis was far too insane to realize what was really happening, as she had just seen it as a normal conversation. Proceeding to the classroom, she peeked her head in, muttering and murmuring words quietly, and sat herself down in the back. There, she, with wide eyes, fiddled with her fingers and let her foot tap to a messy beat.
 
Angelica had had a rough day. She'd had to rush up some lunch because her parents had gotten into a fight again, and we're pressuring her on which house to stay in before she managed to escape. As she wound her way to C-15, she replaced the frown on her face with a smile. She sat on the desk, tapping her fingers on the desk in a attempt to distract herself.

She brought out her notebook and went past the usual pages- drawings from when she was seven, a bunch of houses she'd drawn as a child (she'd wanted to be a architect), and skipped to the last page to draw a dog boredly. On the side, she scrubbed away some puns she'd written to distract herself last night from the fighting.
 
Kurai Asutaki had a rough start to his day, he was crying like a running tap. Very little could upset him recently, and it seemed to have affected his schoolwork too.

He made his way down to his classroom. C-10, C-12.. C-15. He had the same sullen face as usual and his eyes were streaked with tears, but he wiped them away with a white glove of his.

When he was bored of waiting, he brought out his notebook and started writing down things: stories, puns, poem and other crazy things Kurai could think of.
 
Arashi quickly loosened his white four-in-hand tie knot, for fear it would choke him. This was one of the little things he was actually good at. Dressing nice. A little too nice. "Could anyone point me to the room C-15? The one that is after C-14 and before C-16." asked Arashi, stuttering. "Uhh, we know what 15 is." Said a passersby, and left. "Oh, oh a map!" Exclaimed Arashi, and ran off.
 
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