High School....Need I Say More

(Alright, everyone! Feel free to jump in when ever you want!)

"Um, excuse me," Violet called to the purple haired girl who had just walked by. (Not wearing a dress she noticed.)
"Can you uh… tell me where I am?" The girl looked a little unfriendly, but Violet needed answers.

Natalie didn't notice at first, but she soon noticed that someone wanted to talk to her. It was surprise for her to have someone talk to her. She turned around and faced the other. "Oh, well, at the moment, you're just at the entrance of the school. I can show you around if you need me to."

She looked over at the girl in the dress. "Are you talking to me or her?" She pointed at Natalie. "Regardless, I have a map in my pocket that you can borrow."

(Oh, the problems of having two characters with the same hair colour.)

(I didn't even notice)

Kate keeps walking into the building, hoping no one will talk to her, because even though she's good with directions, she's not a joy to be around in the morning. On her way to her locker, she sees a couple of people talking to other people, probably their friends. But for her, all her friends had already graduated. So, she was all on her own. Sighing under her breath, she finds her locker, and walks over to it.

"Oh thank you! Either one of you can help," said Violet, "I just need to know where… Mr.Turner's English class is."

Mumbling her combination under her breath, she somehow manages to open her locker. Looking inside, she sees that her backpack probably won't fit into of it. Sighing under her breath, she closes it, putting the lock back in place, and turns to walk to her first class.

Pulling out her phone and turning it on, she sees her schedule. Looking at the first block of the day she sees she has Mr. Turner for her English class.

"Today won't be as bad as I thought." She whispers, smiling slightly.

(Hey everyone, I was wondering, is it cool if we add more at least once a week? If you want a more loose schedule, let me know and I will change it.)

(Works for me.)

"I have that class too," she said, "so you can just follow me." She smiled as a way of showing she wasn't a threat and giggled a little. "Are you sure about helping her?" She looked over beside her at Marig and nodded.

Violet thanked her and followed her down the hall, this girl made her a little nervous, but she was being nice, and Violet was willing to forgive any oddity at this point.
"Are you a in 10th grade too?" she asked.

"Yeah," she said, "I am." When they got to the class, Eliana held the door open for Violet.

"Thanks," There were only a few seats left, mostly in the front. She chose one beside the bookcase, it was a huge bookcase, it covered the entire wall, but the series weren't grouped together. The 3rd Harry Potter book was 2 shelves above the 4th one. She moved them to the right spots and then looked around the room.

Kate walks to class, as quickly and as careful as she could. When she gets there, she sees there's only a few seats left. Taking a seat in the back of the classroom, she sets her backpack down against the desk, sighing under her breath. Sliding her phone into her hoodie pocket and setting her hands on the desk, she closes her eyes, silently wishing she hadn't forgot her book; in her rush to not miss the bus.

Eliana looked around, choosing to sit in the only remaining front-row seat. Even though she did have glasses, it helped to be in the front anyways.

Opening her eyes, Kate spots a girl walking towards the front. Wow, bold move kid, she thinks to herself, maybe they don't know about the front row policy. Hoping they're cool with being called on, she takes a deep breath, and crosses her fingers for a second.

The bell rang a few minutes later, the teacher stood and introduced himself as Mr. Turner, which meant the girl- Violet had just realized she didn't know her name- had definitely led her to the right class. She hoped she would be able to show her the next class she was supposed to be in. Or maybe she should try to figure it out on her own, she didn't really want to bother her again.

(I thought it was Ms.Turner until now and now all I can think of is Timmy Turner being the teacher.)

(What's the plot going to be about?)

(Wow it's been a while. I haven't been on as often as I would like. The plot is people go through their high school lives, eventually meeting the other characters. Maybe in detention, maybe not. It's still a work in progress, but if you are all okay with it, I'd like to add to this once or twice a week. Whichever is cool with you.)

Eliana hears a voice, which she immediately recognized as Marig's. "That girl you led to class seems like she's never been here before." Hearing them, Eliana dropped her voice down to a whisper. "Seriously" she whispered somewhat loudly to them, "you know what I told you about class. We can talk after class during break."

Violet turned when the girl behind her spoke, but realized she probably had an airpod in her other ear. She smiled politely and turned back to listening to Mr. Turner's semi-rant about classic literature. He announced that they would be reading several Shakespeare plays in class. Violet settled uneasily in her seat, her mother had tried to make her read Hamlet and she hadn't understood a word.

Kate sighs under her breath. I hope we don't read Romeo and Juliet. She shifts slightly in her seat, zoning out a little. With my luck, we probably will now. But, maybe we won't get- Her thoughts get cut off, by Mr. Turner. "Ms. Gladwell." He states, as if he's already said it a couple times. Dang it! "Yes." She answers, trying to sound like she isn't nervous. "What is the opening line in Hamlet?" He asks, calmly smiling at me. "Uh…It's…" She whispers to herself. Dang it! What is it? I'd check on my phone, but he won't stop staring at me. Ugh! What is it?

Oh crap. They were going to read Hamlet after all, and he expected them to already have it memorized. The first line was about a ghost right? Or was it the guard saying hello? This man was already her worst nightmare. Violet hurried to think of everything she could remember about Hamlet.