Delinquent Academy RP

Mrs. Clarke attempted a smile. "Anyway, Aita, we'll be learning about s-social things now."
Aita glanced at her and laughed. She froze. His laugh chilled her to the bone and his eyes were so murderous. Mrs. Clarke squeaked and turned her head away.
"What are you teaching me first?" Aita stepped out of his desk and looked at the barred windows.

Jack got up and went out the door after everyone else. No need to be in there anymore.

"I'm not talented enough for graffiti, but I like your style." Arkyn nodded in approval. "Yeah this place is a pit." She agreed, glaring at the stained walls.

Quinn slowed down and walked next to him. "Jack, right? Why'd you end up here?"

"Social things? Who cares." Jenny said, leaning her crutches against her desk.

She popped out a few cans as they walked through doors and exited into the main quad. "What kind of design do you have in mind?"

Zanna was walking down the hallways when she noticed another classroom. The door was slightly cracked and they could see the teacher in there cowering.
"I have to see what's that about," Zanna thought as they began to sneak up to the classroom door.

"How to approach new people and make friends!"
Aita nodded, sitting on top of a desk. "How do you do that?"
"Well, you see, when you approach someone you want to be friends with Aita, what do you say?"
"Do you want to see my scythe? It's killed tons of people."
Mrs. Clarke's eyes widened, "No, Aita, talk about common interests. Maybe you like Fall Out Boy and they're wearing a Fall Out Boy shirt? Talk to them about that."

"It's Dylan, but everyone calls me Jack. For some reason," he replied. " And apparently I 'bullied' people. I was just telling the truth,"

"Anything that'd tell every official in this building to shove off." Arkyn shrugged, trailing after Quinn.

Ellie the therapy dog went up to Quinn and sniffed them, hoping to get a treat. "Ellie, you're my dog! How dare you have betrayed me!" Jenny said in a joking voice.

She laughed at Jack's comment. "Mind if I call you Dylan. . . or is it just Jack?" Quinn asked turning towards him.

"This kid killed people?!" Zanna thought as she tried to get a better look at the kid, "And he has a scythe. I better get on his good side, or at least make an alliance or some whit like that."

Aita nodded, "Okay. How about, they're wearing a blood t-shirt and I say, wow, I like blood too?"
"Getting better, but not quite there yet." Mrs. Clarke smiled, nervous on the inside.

Arkyn eyed the dog, a smirk playing on her face. "Who's is this?" She asked, reaching down to pet it.

Zanna was now debating on find the other kids, but they really wanted to find out who they were. Or at least introduce themselves. They hoped the teacher would get scared enough soon.

"That's Ellie, she'll bite your hand off if you don't give her a treat. Her one quirk, she's a hyper pupper." Jenny said, walking over on her crutches. She had still not gotten used to the prosthetic leg.

She laughed at Jack's comment. "Mind if I call you Dylan. . . or is it just Jack?" Quinn asked turning towards him.

"I don't really care," he shrugged. "What's your name?"

"I can relate." Arkyn looked up, raising an eyebrow at the girl in front of her. "What're you in for? A fight?"

"Okay, so what if they have white hair and I say, can I kill you?" Aita brightened.
"B-but you have white hair?" Mrs. Clarke knew this was the wrong thing to say.
Aita brushed it off, "I am the dominant white-haired male. Fight me." he laughed, "No, I'm kidding."
Mrs. Clarke laughed nervously.

"Quinn," She replied. "Don't really like it though. . ." She sighed and turned towards Aita, raising a brow. He killed kids? Damn.

"Quinn," She replied. "Don't really like it though. . ." She sighed and turned towards Aita, raising a brow. He killed kids? Damn.

Wait, he's in a classroom by himself?

"So, what's your name?" Jenny asked Quinn.

"Do you have a middle name? Just use that." Jack said. "Or use a name you like,"

(Yeah that's why I'm hiding outside of his classroom.)

(Yeah that's why I'm hiding outside of his classroom.)

(I'm askin' Nessie)

"I'll just use the name my parents gave me. . . I never met them, so I guess I kinda owe it to them." She explained turning towards Jenny. "Quinn, and you?" She looked her over. She looks like a ray of sunshine next to all of us. . . Quinn thought to herself, but decided not to judge Jenny yet.

(Okay)

( Sorry, I didn't realized he was alone. Just ignore that )

"That's understandable," Jack said. He looked at the other girl who had come up to them.