soap plz?
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Thread Topic: soap plz?
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His eyes examined his surroundings, eyeing individuals from his peripheral vision at an attempt to discern just how unsettling his first day would be. Nothing particularly caught his eye at first, but as if on cue, his eyes found themselves witnessing an altercation between a burly, sandy-haired male student clad in a black and yellow letter jacket and a curly topped, noticeably inferior boy. Jasper averted his line of view to the suddenly inherently intriguing concrete ground. It was not some extraordinary phenomenon for all hell to break loose in the hormone invested areas pertaining to high school, but it nothing Jasper would find himself anticipating. Within just a couple of short, short minutes, he was a hop, skip, and a jump away from succumbing to heart palpitations. Inhaling deeply, he concentrated on a gaggle of giggling females, pondering the contents of their obviously very humorous conversation. There were two blondes and a brunette present, their teeth an overwhelming platinum white, their hair meticulously styled and tucked into place, and their figures feeding into the stereotypical American ideal that exemplified the 'perfect body'. Their clothes were obviously rather expensive, Nordstrom and Aeropostale begging to be noticed by passerby. The young male shuttered, bringing a quivering hand up to comb through his crow colored locks. He bit onto his bottom lip with such force that blood was capable of being drawn from the skin. The boy shrunk into the seat in which he was settled, deciding that it would be far more beneficial to hide himself from the terrifying, torturous advents that were already making him regret his decision to willingly adapt to an entirely alternate school setting.
And then, without any drop of a warning, another presence slid alongside him, muttering an incoherent greeting that was accompanied by a defeated sigh. The pale teenager attended to the individual next to him, recognition dancing in his eyes when he realized that it was the same male who had been wrapped up previously with the jock. His hair was a sandy brown which appeared like it could have been an enticing golden color, except that it was as though it had been rolled around in a pit of dirt, tainting the lovely color. His eyes were a deep green, comparable to the dark leaves that grew off of lanky tree branches. Freckles painted his cheeks, creating constellations along them with their decadent chocolate tint. He wore a tee shirt that especially captured Jasper's full, undivided attention. It was a jet black cloth that was decorated by white characters that formed the code for the 'Hello World' command in Java. Without hesitation, the raven-haired male pushed his hand out in a tender motion so as to convince the other to allow him a sense of trust and acceptance.
"Hey, I'm Jasper. Are you alright? Things seemed heated over there with whoever that was." His voice spoke out in a raspy, humble register.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Name's Oliver. That f---er just thinks he can do anything to anyone whenever he wants. I just had to show him that not everyone was gonna stand back and take it." This statement was cause for a string of chortles to flow from Jasper. Oliver did not seem equipped to face even a seventh grader, save for a hulked-out jock who most likely found himself in swimming pools of anabolic steroids on a regular basis. It was rather comical to imagine. Suddenly, the jock became the menacing, infuriated cat and Oliver became the minuscule, innocuous mouse. He did not express this observation, however, for fear that the other would instantaneously reject him and leave him all alone on the cold, hard bench. A slight grin crawled across Oliver's face, much like a skinny caterpillar inching its way to salvation. The seventeen year-old peered into the transparent doors that led into the edifice, catching a variety of teachers scurrying to their classrooms, holding papers and folders close as though there was a robber who specifically wanted their plans for the week. His head shot up when a rattling chatter of metal to metal rang out and into the air, signifying that students were able to enter.
"Well, Jasper, you're definitely new if you were scared by our ancient bell. Meet me at the front entrance of the cafeteria at lunch time if you're in need of coooool friends." The other raced off as though he was a majestic gazelle just moments away from being pulverized by the impending doom of a cheetah sinking its teeth into his flesh. Jasper came to a rise, yanking the poorly drawn school map he had received in the mail out and into the open, scrutinizing the page for his appointed homeroom: room 7E. A disgruntled sigh erupted from the very back of his throat as he exploded into the building, maneuvering throughout the labyrinth of hallways and staircases. It was too much, too much, too much. He leaned against the wall in an empty hallway, leering down the brightly lit area with sunflower striped walls and rather revolting black lockers, silver numbers angrily making themselves known. The slender boy sifted through his pocket, yanking two of the seven pills he had placed in the pouch previously. After a simple check to be positive they were the same medication, he clenched his fist in order to conceal the two wondrous drops of sweet, sweet paradise. He assumed that snorting them would be the best course of action in order to obtain the sense of calm he was desiring. This would require a bathroom, and so that was what he set off to find. -
(i need a quick clarification
what grade are they in?) -
(Junior year as they are 17)
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