So, I've been thinking that maybe, baby...

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Well, is this a songfic based on UptownGetAround or what?
I think it issss~

FORMS! :DD
Name:
Age:
Looks:
Crush:
Siblings: (Pictures may be included.)
Other: ~
Sooo yes! :D

Name:
Jennison (Jenny, Jen) Granger Roberts
Age:
Sixteen
Looks:

Crush:
Chelsea
Siblings:
Mikey Riley Roberts

Name:
Margaret (Maggie) Ann Cordella
Age:
Fifteen
Looks:

Crush:
Hmm...offer?
Siblings:
Only child! ;D What-what!

[leeeeeeeah]

Name: Chelsea May Rushton
Age: Fifteen
Looks:
Crush: JENNISON~ :DD
Siblings: None~
Other: She's far too optimistic most of the time.


Name: Daniel Wood
Age: Sixteen
Looks: I wanted him to have brown hair, but I was getting annoyed trying to find a picture xD I hate finding pictures,
Crush: Maggie(:
Siblings: Megan Rihannon Wood

Other: He's Irish. Accent and all.


PICTURES WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME, I SWEAR.

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All right! RPG BEGINS~

Jenny
I drove Chelse, Mikey, and myself to school. It was a crisp sort of mid-fall Monday morning, the tell-tale signs of winter's forthcoming chill. For now, though, the weather was just nice. "God, it's so freaking awesome out here," I muttered, glancing at Chelse and then Mikey in the backseat. "I love fall."

Maggie
I searched my locker rather thoroughly, trying to find my Algebra II book. It was here somewhere...Had I left it in the classroom? Mr. Hathorne didn't usually allow us to do that sort of thing, though...sigh. I had absolutely no clue where on Earth that wretched thing was. And I needed it, too!

[leeeeeeeah]

YAY~
Daniel's just starting school, so I'm going to have him wander around, going to wrong classes and being late with his cute little accent all day xD
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Chelsea
I rolled my eyes at Jen. "How can you like Fall? It's cold. Well, near cold. And you can just tell Winter's nearly there. Summer's the best, it's nice and warm," I nodded. Apparently, I feel the cold more than most people, because I'm wrapped up in winter coats long before anyone else.

Daniel
I'd ended up getting to my new school early, so I'd have time to sort myself out and maybe get a little grip of the place. I wasn't really nervous about starting in a new school, just worried that Id get in trouble a lot like my last school and end up getting expelled. I was actually trying to be different this time and concentrate, but something always seems to change my plans, so we'll see how that one goes.

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Maggie
"Oh, forget it," I mumbled irately, sighing heavily and closing my locker door. I resolved to find Mr. Hathorne and ask if I could check his classroom for my textbook. It had to be somewhere around this God-forsaken school, didn't it...?

Jenny
I laughed and nudged her as I pulled into the school's frosted parking lot. "It's not my fault you're an icicle, Chelse." I heard Mickey scoff and his resulting eye roll was nearly palpable. "Oh, Mikey, no need to be so sweet this morning," I said sarcastically, shutting the car off once we were in a parking space.

[leeeeeeeah]

Chelsea
"Sorry for being cold-blooded and liking warm weather. I should live on a tropical island or something," I scoffed, getting out of the car and closing the door, hitching my bag on my shoulder and visibly shuddering just for effect.

Daniel
After about an hour of looking through my schedule and finding where all my classes were for the day, I headed to my first class to wait there since it wasn't long until school started. I found my English class, and my teacher, Mr Hathorne was sat in the classroom. Apparently, he didn't mind me sitting in there so I made myself comfortable.

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Maggie
I wrapped my cardigan more tightly around myself as I turned the last corner into the hallway in which Mr. Hathorne's class stood. I stood at his door, smiling at him. Mr. Hathorne was a Middle-aged man with salt-and-pepper hair and wire-rimmed glasses. As far as the student body knew, he'd never been married. (Or, for that matter, had any romantic interests at all. For all we knew, he had been a closet gay for the last twenty year.) But Mr. Hathorne was a great teacher, and we all loved him because he was fun and he didn't treat us like we were idiots. "Hi, Mr. H. May I look for my book? It wasn't in my locker," I explained. Mr. Hathorne smiled in recognition and nodded. "Sure, Maggie, go ahead." He gestured to the chaos-ridden storage shelf in the back of the room. "The price I pay for teaching two subjects, eh?" he added wryly, returning to his work. I smiled indulgently and started toward the shelf, noticing for the first time the boy in the room. I smiled in silent greeting, but quickened my pace as I neared the shelf. I wasn't much one for socializing in the mornings. I wasn't rude, but most people didn't want to talk to me, anyway.

Jenny
I laughed at Chelsea again, reaching into my backseat to get my bag and her 'Spare Jacket', as I'd always called it, as Mikey departed from the vehicle. I gave him a passing wave as he trotted off to the middle school across the street. "Here," I drawled, handing Chelse her jacket so she would be an icicle no more.

[leeeeeeeah]

Chelsea
"No, no, I'm building up immunity from the cold. I must endure it. Carry it for me," I said, nodding and folding my arms. We both knew I'd cave into the cold in less than a minute, but it was better than last week. My endurance time was about fifteen seconds.

Daniel
I smiled back at the girl on her way to the cupboard, waving cheerily and leaning back in my seat. The teacher wasn't that bad, maybe I'd actually get along with him and not argue like all my other teachers from my last school.

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Maggie
I sighed exasperatedly at the large pile of unorganized books on the shelf. "This is going to take forever..." I muttered, trying my best to quickly run through the books and glance at the name on the inside cover. Angelica Cornelson, Roger Loger, Daniel Wood, et ceter-- Wait, who's Daniel Wood? There was no face to the name, as it were, and I frowned. Did we have a new -- I took a quick glance at the boy in the desk in the center of the room. Now that I thought about it, he was entirely unfamiliar. New. Hm. Interesting. Daniel Wood, I assumed. I put his book off to the side and continued looking for my own. Finally, I found it. (At the bottom of the stack, no less. Pssh.) I stood, holding both books to my chest. "Hi," I said quietly, smiling welcomingly at this Daniel guy. I held out his book. "Might this be yours? It was in the pile."

Jenny
I sighed and rolled my eyes indulgently. "Oh, Chelsea. You will never learn, will you? You will never have as developed an immunity as I do."

[leeeeeeeah]

Chelsea
I sighed. "I know, I know. It's terrible really, I could catch hypothermia or anything in this kind of weather. I should sue ... the climate ... weather ... atmosphere. Whatever causes this stupid coldness," I grumbled as I took the jacket and put it on, starting towards school. "And cold weather puts me in a bad mood. Whereas you're just stood there being Mr Cheery Pants, as per usual," I said, rolling my eyes and smiling.

Daniel
I looked up at the girl, smiling. "Oh, thanks. I didn't even know I had one of these," I chuckled. "I'm Daniel. Daniel Wood. Nice to meet you," I nodded, taking the book and setting it on the desk in front of me. "And what might your name be?"

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Maggie
I smiled and sat in the desk beside Daniel, noting his Irish accent. As if I didn't know his name already. I mean, I found his book, didn't I? "Margaret Cordella. But just call me Maggie," I added with a shrug and a slight chuckle. I hated my name, with a fiery passion, but my nickname was alright. Maggie. Maggiemaggiemaggiemaggiemaggie. It had a bit of a ring to it, did it not?

Jenny
I smiled at her and shrugged. "It's not my fault my mama borned me happy. Besides, it's not like you're one to call me too happy," I pointed out reasonably, snickering quietly.

[leeeeeeeah]

Daniel
"Haha, I like that name. It suits you," I chuckled, leaning back in my chair and glancing at the clock to see how long there was before school officially started. "Do you have this class now as well, or did my charm just compel you to come sit in the seat next to me?" I asked, smiling.

Chelsea
"Alright, just because I'm a walking ball of sunshine when I'm not freezing cold," I said, rolling my eyes as we entered the school. It wasn't really much warmer in there, but it was better than outside, since as well as the low temperature, the wind was starting to pick up. Joy.

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Maggie
I smiled and rolled my eyes jokingly. Oh, a Charmer. Joy. "I actually have this class, thank you very much," I said, laughing quietly.

Jenny
I laughed at her. "Oh, you don't want to stay outside, Chelse?"

[leeeeeeeah]

Daniel
"Oh good, thought I already had a stalker," I said, sighing in fake relief and wiping my hand across my forehead. I chuckled and grinned. "I'm joking, of course," I said, resting both my hands behind my head.

Chelsea
"Oh, sure, we'll just go chill outside where it's cold and I get grumpy. Great idea, Jen," I said, sighing and making my way to my locker. "And yes, I did detect the sarcasm, but really, you should know by now how I get when it's cold," I said, smiling.

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Maggie
I smiled and looked off for a second before looking back at him. "I know. Sarcasm happens to be a specialty of mine, Mr. Wood," I said, leaning back in my desk. Were we flirting? It was hard to tell, saying as he was new and all; besides, I didn't really flirt all that much.

Jenny
Oh, how I loved it when she got sarcastic. I leaned against the locker beside hers as she got her things. "Really? I thought you were inperceptible to sarcasm," I mused quietly, biting the inside of my lip.