Detailed Roleplayers discussion

Hey! c:
So what were you, thinking for ideas in mind?

A lot actually. Just pick one you like. :3

-Realistic

* G o o d G i r l X B a d B o y

She has always been a good girl, never got in trouble, never cussed, never smoked, anything that sounds like it would harm her she hasn't done. Her grades are always perfect, the kind of girl a guy would want his parents to meet. A kind of girl who makes the other girls jealous. A kind of girl who almost all guys want to hit it with. He is a guy who has a bad reputation. He's been to jail multiple times, has many warrants out for his arrest, and has gotten into a ton of fights that he always wins. But when he makes the biggest mistake of his life he's on the run. He has moved from place to place, town to town to get away from these guys he owes money to but they just keep finding him. He has no choice but to completely start over, and in order to do that he needs a new look, or more accurately, a new identity. He moves into her town, her school and takes a liking to her, well takes a liking to her body rather then her as a person. But she doesn't want to hang out with him or have anything to do with him.......But that doesn't mean she's not curious about him. They start talking after a while of him bugging her and start to get even closer. Dangerously close. At first he thought that she would be a quick one and then he would move on to the next girl. But He couldn't stop being so.....protective of her. He knows that he shouldn't have fallen for her but he slowly started to love her, and slowly she started to love him. But when they are getting closer will their love survive when she doesn't even know who he even is?





* T e a c h e r x S t u d e n t

She's very quiet antisocial girl. Her best friend is a hot head who makes her do a lot of stupid things. So that doesn't make her the greatest student ever but she's a decent one. Turns in her homework the day after but hey who's judging? She's mostly gone half of the day and misses a lot of work, so who does she turn to? He cares about all his students equally and would do anything thing for them. And by anything he will literally do ANYTHING for them. He's pretty laid back and chill doesn't worry about a lot of things Or rules. She goes to him for the lessons that she had missed for a while and they start to do after school lessons. They spend a lot of time together during their lessons and they get close, but not like that. He knows that it could be bad for them. One day she misses one their session, she may miss class but she never misses her after school lessons. He gets worried and finds out that she went to a party. Her friend takes her to a party it goes downhill and she's starting to get worried. Her drink gets spiked and she starts to get tipsy acting strangely. He goes through the crowd picks her up and takes her to a park to sober up a bit. They talk for a little bit and she notices something a bit different about him. She didn't know or care wether it was the drink or not she just knew that she wanted to kiss him, and she did. And before either one of them know it.....the kiss gets deeper and deeper until he pushes her off. She doesn't show up for his afternoon lessons or his class in general, afraid of what he's going to say. He eventually grabs her from her last class, takes her to his classroom and confronts her about the kiss.




* B e s t F r i e n d s

He has always been with her throughout history, well their history anyways. Guy A is Girl A's best friend in the whole wide world. But that's all he has ever been a friend, a shoulder to cry on, a person she could text at 2 in the morning, someone who would never have feelings for her. Guy A has always told himself that he would never pull this dumb cliche but he's basically watched her grow up from a girl, to a woman. But when Guy A and Girl A go to a party Guy A meets Girl B and Girl A meets Guy B. Things change for Guy A drastically after he finds out that Girl A and Guy B have been dating behind his back for a while. He's heartbroken and so sad that he stops talking to Girl A for a while. Guy A eventually runs into Girl B again and starts to notice her in a different way than he did at the party. The way Girl B is, everything about her Guy A wants and needs to have. So they start dating and he's finally happy. But what happens when Girl A finally starts noticing Guy A as a man now and not just a friend? Will the feelings that Guy A had once for Girl A resurface?

-Activity: Ok I understand that we all have life's and jobs, and sometimes even hiatuses(which I'm currently on/off) but seriously. If you're on swing by our thread, don't leave me hanging. And if you do go on a hiatus then let me know so I won't be in the dark waiting for you to come back alright?


* T w o L o n e l i e s

She had a nice life growing up. Caring parents, fun siblings everything that almost everyone wants. He had a rich life. His mom and dad were divorced and his dad was an alcoholic/abuser but the money was still good. He promised himself that he would never grow up to be like his father. A few years later her family goes on a trip without her on her 16th birthday, little does she know that when they come back there was a huge surprise waiting for her. But, they don't come back. She waits for them outside in the rain for hours, and those hours turn into days, but they never show up. Her family died in a crash, but she doesn't know that. He notices her sitting on the sidewalk soaking wet and takes her in. He starts to see how quiet and shy this girl is and finds it cute how flustered she gets around him. But he knows that he shouldn't make a move on her because he was older then, but he can't help himself. She starts to see how forgetful this guy is. She sometimes finds him with a bottle her father once had occasionally and how his clothes faintly smell of nicotine. She can't seem to get that smell out of her head for some reason.


Requirements:
-Detailed: Nothing like too detailed but seriously no three or four liners. Those are annoying. A paragraph at the most.

-No sex scenes(I mean like we can still have like a heated make out scene but when it comes to sex I would rather skip it.)
-I am totally fine with cussing. It doesn't bother me at all so cuss all you want.

Ok this probably contradicts with what I just said about activeness, but currently I'm not a very active person. I will try my best to respond to you but no promises at the moment.


Ideas that aren't decided yet:

•kidnapping
Worker x boss
•criminal x police

-Supernaturals

•Vampire x human
•Werewolf x vampire
•Werewolf x human
•Angel x demon
•Demon x human
•Angel x human
•Angel x Vampire
•Demon x vampire

It's like so hard to decide, between three of them. cx So the ones I'm really liking are: Good Girl x Bad Boy, Teacher x Student, Two Lonelies, and Kidnapping (Worker x Boss).

Okay make that four actually.

Ok, so what I'm thinking is maybe pick the two you most definitely like and we could do both of them maybe.

So far I'm definitely liking; Teacher x Student (kind gives off the vibe of Christian and Anna, when he picks her up at the bar. The whole stubborn yet caring feels) and Two Lonelies. Though for Kidnapping if I heard a plot for, example I might change. But definitely the first two I said.

Sorry I dint really have an idea for the kidnapping one yet....but I'm an definitely up for those two that you like.

That's cool. Just Teacher x Student and then Two Lonelies.

Alright so Tbh I kinda wanna be the female for two lonelies if that's ok with you.

That's totally fine, I was thinking of playing the girl in teacher x student so it all works out. But how old is the guy so I know for fc/age range?

I was thinking 19-20ish maybe.

Okay. Also is like living on his own in a apartment, or somewhere while going to school or like a job? And then the other was for the teacher/student it's like, high school correct? Just wanted to make sure before we, started making our charries.

He's living on his own in like a kinda fancy apartment and also is going to school, like on mon-wed he has these morning classes and then thurs-fri. He has night classes. He's also working for his mom's business at the same time, but more like he runs it. And yeah high school is perfect for the teacher student one.

Awesome! That is very helpful, and I was thinking of making the girl maybe like 16 or 17ish. Did you want to go with, whoever is done with there charries first just posts it?

Yeah.

♥Cora Turner, "Just call me Cors"
♥Seventeen - Junior
♥Heterosexual | Single




ϟMichael Sanchez, "Tate will do just nicely"
ϟTwenty - Freshmen in College
ϟHeterosexual | Single
ϟRuns his mom's modeling company
Would prefer not to but, can't complain to say the least

Joelle Jacobs- "Jo or JJ is fine.."
Sixteen - Junior in Highschool
Heterosexual - Single
Family died in a car crash on her sixteenth birthday. She thinks it's her fault and now doesn't know what to do with her life.

Tyler Barson- "Bars. Just call me that."
Twenty-One Science teacher
Heterosexual- Single

Sorry for the late reply, on my part! I've been busy, and kind on a hiatus with graduation just happening last night; but could you please, start us off? I'll reply momentarily~

It's fine and Yeah sure! :)

Joelle sat on the curb. Her hair was soaking wet and her clothes were stuck close to her body and practically see through. She couldn't see, she didn't want to see everything had been messed up. It was all her fault, if she didn't have them drive out they would be here, with her celebrating her birthday. Joelle couldn't tell wether she was crying or if it was the rain pouring down on her, but at this point she didn't care. She let out her sobs of pain and heartbreak as softly as she could not caring who saw her. Joelle didn't know exactly what had happened to her family, no one would tell her, and after three days she gave up on it. Gave up on asking, gave up on what ifs and just wanted to die. Everyday after school she would sit outside her house and wait for someone, anyone in her family to pull up and open the door saying that they were fine. Everything was fine and dandy. But that didn't happen. She looked down at the ground and sniffles a bit, the sneezed. Joelle didn't know how long she had been outside but it didn't matter anyways, she couldn't get up. It wasn't that she was just being lazy, Joelle literally couldn't get up. She hadn't eaten in a while and she didn't have enough strength to pull herself up. This is how I'm going to die huh? She thought to herself.

Bars stood in front of his classroom and looked at the bored look on his students faces. "See? You see this right here? Guys come on. I know it's Monday and everyone is tired As Fuck, but that shouldn't stop you from wanting to light stuff on fire." He said snapping on his googles on. Bars looked around and struck a match showing it around to his students. "Fire. Supposedly mans first creation. The thing that keeps the world go round. So how can something so small and simple destroy so much?" He asked simply as he lit a couple of crumpled papers on fire. "Fire is like sexy women. They can be dangerous when you hang around them, but at the same time they are just so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off of them." Bars said and then sprayed it out with a fire extinguisher. "Now you're probably asking, Bars why are you talking about sexy women and fire? Well it's obvious that you're gonna be working with fire today. So let me get a volunteer that I can demonstrate what we are going to be doing today." Bars said smirking deviously. Half of the girls in the class raised their hands but Bars looked around for someone who wasn't raising their hands.

[Thanks! Also I know this is like only the first post, for both characters but I just have to say I like how you make, it flow and especially sound funny, for like the second post. cx ]

It was only Tuesday but for, Miachel he didn't even want to bother coming out late, of his writing class. Being a freshmen in college is okay, and all but all these so called, "general requirements" seemed like basically as if he was back in high school. And if were talking high school here; too be frank college was in a way like high school. Only the rank in class to be matter-of-factly. The whole are you a: Freshmen, Sophomore, Junior, or lastly Senior in college. But whatever. Not that important. Just sleep was important. The mere thought of sleep while starting, up his car and heading out of the parking lot was all he could dream of. Well staying awake long enough, to..go home and take a nice long nap.

[I hope you don't mind for this, part I left it like so for, Michael. I thought if I rushed it so, he could pick-up Joelle it wouldn't make sense. ]

Cora was sitting in Chemistry with her friend, Scarlet by her side as she listened to Mr. Barson drone on, about the topic of; fire and somehow it was similar to women or at least sexy ones for that matter. She didn't even know how he got his teaching degree for science let alone how, he was able to get it. Just from the way he talked it kind of said it for itself. Scarlet, a girl with dark brown hair but dyed, almost a dark red looked over at Cors mimicking Mr. Barnes trying to get her to laugh this time. Which inevitably it did. Cora simply just looked at Scar rolling her eyes, "Really now? Come on Scarlet. We both know all those girls really want is him as more then a teacher. They barely care about fire and learning that crap. And in a way so do I. I'm more into the aspect of global warming, helping the environment, and frankly the animals who came here before us. Those girls are definitely animals for one."She scoffed and half-laughed before, glancing down at her journal and the notes on it.

[thanks! Cx I've been trying hard to improve my writing. So I'm glad you like it.]

Joelle had to think happy thoughts. Think positive in her last few moments of consciousness. She though about how she got her nicknames, Jo and J.J. Two different situations, both had the same outcome. She gave a small smile but the smile soon disappeared. The problem with this was she always got a new nickname on her birthday, that obviously wasn't going to happen this year. Many nicknames came and went, some good and some that were labeled "DTM" (Dead To Me). She chuckled at the acronym made when she was younger as she felt her herself slowly wobbling from side to side. Joelle shook her head a bit hard trying hard to keep her eyes open, she thought about how she skinned her knee, how she rode her first bike, how she had her first and last kiss when she was six. As all these thoughts went through her head. Joelle could feel she was slipping away and there was no one to catch her from falling, and before she knew it she passed out. Joelle's head hit the ground as she was sprawled out on the sidewalk her eyes were closed as she laid there unconsciously vulnerable.

[That's fine! I honestly wanted to add more to the paragraph but I didn't know what to add, so that was really helpful. And yeah that would be weird and it would move a bit faster than it should. Oh and I was thinking that he could possibly know about her family's death.]

Bars knew why most people couldn't see him as a high school Chemistry teacher. He had heard it all. You probably slept with the principal to get this job. You seem more like a stripper than a teacher. You'll probably just sleep with your students. Basically Bars looked like a fuckboy and he knew it too. But it wasn't his fault that people were jealous of his good looks, so it didn't bother him. But seriously he loved science, the way you could create something out of nothing. It fascinated him with how science worked, and whenever he spat out random scientific facts no one really cared. So why not become a teacher? He heard Cora's little comment and turned towards her. "Well Turner, given that since you were late to my class today and like any other day, why don't you come up here and be my demonstration partner?" He said pulling up his sleeves and crossed his arms. At this moment all of the girls stared at Bars and then glared at Cora. Bars watched her giving her a I dare you look. "Come on I don't bite. My job here is to fill your guy's head with information that supposed to help you with the real world." Bars said raising an eyebrow at her. "I know I may not look like it but I was actually valedictorian in my class. School maybe seems like a useless thing but, I don't know I can get you a lot of cool things in life I guess." He said rubbing the back of his head. "So do you wanna help me out with this experiment or am I going to start to sound like a old boring teacher." He said pulling his googles back down onto his face.

[you're welcome. Well coming slowly just like me I say it's pretty good. To be honest I don't even, remember the last time I rp'ed. And that's fine if he knows, I'll probably add that piece later on. ]

Heading back home through, a shortcut of small two-story houses. Similar to the ones he lived in as kid. Well more along, the lines of a mansion give or take a two of how it looked. But it was only when he turned around the corner, and was passing some houses that looked familiar he saw a girl with brown hair, passed out in front of a house. Michael didn't know if it was her house, or how long she was waiting there for. But from the looks of it; she looked pale like a ghost, her body looked very skinny..almost close to a anorexic's body, her hair just alone looked messed up. Just with those in mind he stopped the car right in front of the house, and gently picked her up in his arms before putting her in the backseat, closing the door behind him. In a way this girl reminded him, of how his father was and yet still is a alcoholic and a druggie. Michael told himself he would never do that crap. Besides the fact his family was rich meant nothing to him seeing, his mom always crying. Looked miserable to say the least. If this girl's parents did the same..well then they should, be ashame of themselves. She barely even looked like a teen. Maybe like a kid to the least.

Glaring over at her best friend, she dramatically sighed getting off her chair before looking at, the popular girls glaring at her as well. "All of you can suck it alright? Go back to talking gossip, and about who has the best fashion in school. Okay? Okay then."She stated with almost gritted teeth. How she hated those girls to the bone made her blood boil that only, Scarlet could calm her down before punching them. And even if she did, they all deserved it. Every last one of them. As she made her way to the front she took some goggles and put them on. "At least climate change is a lot more interesting Mr. Barnes. Like how fossil fuels is killing this Earth and if we don't stop fires, in the Pacific near California it will get worse."Cors gave a almost you can give me a A+ alone for outsmarting you smile.

Joelle slowly regained consciousness as Micheal picked her up. She groaned a bit as he did, her whole body ached and she was hungry. Joelle got a glimpse of what Michael looked like, but not a good one. Her eyes were heavy and kept closing and she couldn't focus straight, eventually she passed out again. She had a major headache that was hurting like hell. Before Michael could fully sit her in the car she gripped on his shirt tightly wincing at the pain. Joelle loosened her grip when her head wasn't hurting so much. When Joelle was placed in the back seat she started to regain consciousness again. She laid there motionless not wanting to make a sound. As he was driving, a million thoughts ran through her head. Why am I in this guy's car? and Either he's gonna kill me, or I'm going to lose my virginity. Where the two main thoughts that were running through her head. Joelle started to shiver and sneakily reached for her soaking wet coat. It wouldn't do much but she needed something, her shirt was practically see through and the last thing she needed was a pervert to be looking at her. After a while the shivering stopped, but Joelle could feel something much worse coming on. It was a sneeze. When Joelle sneezes it sounds like a kitten small but still audible. She froze not daring to look at him and covered her face with her jacket.

Bars raised an eyebrow and held up a finger at Cors, asking her to wait. "Throughout this week we're going to be making different color flames, outside when you guys get to school. Now since I have the authorization I'll be showing you guys the way I make it in here." He said tugging on his lab coat and turned the lights off. Bars handed Cors papers to hand out to the classroom. And then started. "Road flares contain strontium nitrate in addition to other ingredients (potassium nitrate or potassium perchlorate, sawdust, charcoal, maybe some sulfur, magnesium, or aluminum). Strontium salts burn bright red. If you want to make red fire and aren't in a position to order strontium salts it's easy to harvest material from a road flare. Here's what you do:
1. Take a pocket knife or steak knife and carefully cut open the cardboard tube of the flare.
2. You can sprinkle this powder sparingly onto a camp fire or fireplace fire. 

3. You can store unused powder in a paper bag. Keep it dry, but away from heat and flame.
Alternatively, you can ignite the powder directly. Put about a tablespoon of powder onto a fire-proof surface. Pour a little accelerant onto the base of your powder (I used Heet, which is methanol). Light the accelerant. If you are using methanol, it will burn out and the powder will begin to burn. The flame will be very bright." Bars said as he started half of the process. "Granted I'm not even supposed to show you this, but since this is really cool and you guys are dead I figured, why not shine a little light on the subject?" He said as he finished it and watched the crumbled up pieces of paper turn into a beautiful red color. "See what'd I tell you? Just like a sexy woman." He said and turned his attention to Cors to see how she was doing.

[Sorry for the late reply! I've  been busy as you can see and currently on vacation, luckily I had time to reply back, in the hotel.

Micheal took a slight glance down at the girl as she gripped, his shirt tightly you could almost see her veins clearly showing, through. Just from the mere looks of her he figured, she might have been sitting outside for days, from her hair looking messy along with having leaves and twigs in her hair. The clothes on her body looked dirty, ripped in some places, including spots on it as well. It was a sad sight to see a kid her age left outside for days without, any word  from her family. Just leaving her on the doorstep freezing cold, looking pale as ever, and so skinny she almost looked anorexic. "I promise you you'll  be fine. I can turn on the heat which might help, give you some new clothes and get you cleaned up as well at my place. And you need to eat just from the looks of it."Tate stated when he got back in the car, and turned on the heat before, heading back to his apartment. 


Cora rolled her eyes sighing quietly  as she stayed quiet, and listened to Mr. Bars talk  plus any instructions he might give which for her was passing out, the papers of how to make, colored fire. Especially road flares turning into the color red. Listening to him speak while trying to do what he said for, her was more like rocket science.  In a way it was and Scarlet could see from where, she sat Cors was having a real struggle. Just like Math. Biting her lower lip she kept looking at the instructions plus what he, said before realizing she messed up and had the fire alarms go off in her, classroom alone only.

[Its fine! :) I'm busy too so it's ok. Just post when you have the chance! ;)]

Joelle slowly sat up and have a small nod. She hadn't realized that it had been that long since she had eaten but she had noticed the weight just slip off of her. It didn't bother her that much though, she never really watched her weight just mostly shoved food in her mouth then would work off the food. Plus she had always been that tiny no matter how much she ate. Joelle came to realization that if this guy wanted to hurt her he would've already done it, he could've just done something to her while she was unconscious. Joelle examined him, he looked a little intimidating to her but that was probably because he was taller then her as was everyone else she met. She had questions she wanted to ask him but was too scared to ask him at the moment, so instead she gave a very small 'thank you' and hugged her knees to her chest. After a while of driving Joelle fell asleep in the car. Her head tilted to the side and leaned on the window mumbling in her sleep a bit.


The sprinkler was going crazy. Bars sighed as he put out her fire and turned the sprinkler off. Girls were complaining about their make-up and hair while the guys just groaned. "Well that was a fine example of what not to do. Seems like someone is having a hard time focusing in my class." Bars said looking over at Cors and rubbed his temple. "Don't worry Cors. These kinds of things happen so don't fret bout it. Everyone go dry off and come back." He said and took off his lab coat and goggles. Bars ran his hand through his wet hair and thought about what his excuse would be this time. He looked down at his shirt and groaned. "Geez always have to change because of something..." Bars muttered as he walked behind his desk opened his bag and pulled out a shirt. He tugged off his wet shirt and pulled a buttoned down on him buttoning it up. This time he had a tank top on underneath his wet shirt, unlike the last time something like this happened. It's a long story. "Always have to be prepared for things like these." He said pulling up the sleeves and leaned on the desk waiting for some of his students to come back.

[I definitely will. (; Besides me really liking this rp especially  <3]

Michael glanced behind him, to say you're welcome but just when he was about to tell her she was, already was asleep curled up on the backseat. He didn't blame her though; especially with no food in her system maybe for days, weeks, probably for months for her. Maybe she thought eternity..but didn't realize it till her weight, was much more thinner then usual. However, Tate could take one good look at, the young girl and probably knew half to, most the things she was thinking of him and what he could do wrong to her, and the good ones. But more than likely the negative sides. Tate for one was around six feet standing close to two inches, he looked the bad boy type plus the skater/druggie type. In fact he did a lot of, drinking and smoking. Cigarettes for one; having nicotine in them..Weed, Cocaine. Basically  you name it he tried it. Tate told himself from the very beginning, he wouldn't smoke and drink like his dad for the fact he was very abusive, and never was ever around for Michael  when he truly needed him. So that could be one, reason why the subject  of families, a father's bond is a very touchy subject for him. 

Just one look at everyone in the class already made Cora, feel worse then ever. With her already being quiet, antisocial, and barely ever doing her homework didn't  help at all. Sighing quietly she headed over to where, Scarlet was and merely whispered, "Let's  go. We're going to meet up with Ash, Daniel, and the rest at the park." With that in mind Cors took her vans backpack, and skateboard before heading out of Mr. Bars classroom.

[Aww thanks I'm enjoying it too. :) ]

Before fully drifting off to sleep, Joelle could faintly smell the scent of nicotine in the car. It probably helped her fall alseep because it reminded her of her father. Once a day Joelle would get the paper outside and watched her dad smoke, silently cursing his favorite sports team. A unhealthy but cute ritual they had together every morning, another thing that couldn't happen between them. It was a sad but fond memory of Joelle's. She curled herself into a tinnier, tighter ball as she recalled that particular memory, wanting to hold on to it hoping that what was happening now was just a dream. But no matter how much she wanted this to be a dream she was still in a car with a giant of a man who's age and occupation was unknown... When she looked at him he had to be at least nineteen or twenty, at least. Joelle was about five feet exactly, so she wasn't the tallest person which did have a lot of restrictions for her. Especially when it can to amusement park rides. She was mostly mistaken as a kid wherever she went. It was just another thing and another nickname that Joelle was going to have to deal with, unless she wore heels. Shh her not so little secret. Everyone knows she's small and were perfectly fine with it. Joelle also didn't mind because it got her out of sticky situations when needed.

[Oh I forgot to ask how you were with cussing, cause as you can read(pun intended) Bars has a potty mouth. So if you don't really like it then just let me know! :) ]

"Shit." Bars muttered and looked at the class. "Um....I'm going to go check on her for a second. Brb." He said walking out after Cors. "Turner! You can't just keep on leaving my class like this. Come on, you're about to be a senior and I know you can do the work so what's stopping you from doing it?" Bars asked standing in front of Cors looking down at her. He sighs and runs his hand through his hair before walking back to his room. "If you need help just ask for it ok?" Bars said before going back into his classroom.

[ You're  welcome. ^-^ Oh it's fine, I don't  mind cussing I think I've  just been tired lately when I post. But I don't  mind the sweaeing, I kinda swear like a sailor at times.. ]

While making her way down, the hall to the usual, hangout with Scars she could hear the rapid, footsteps slowly inching towards her path. She didn't need to think twice to know who it was. Mr. Barson; her wonderful Chemistry teacher. Yes she knew she was failing Junior year of high school. Yes she knew she kept leaving his class especially.  Maybe you could say, it was due to Scarlet and the rest of Cora's friends. Then again she never really liked Chemistry. Plain and simple as that. However when, Mr. Bars called her by her last name she immediately stopped, watching as Scars looked at her phone nonchalantly. "Yes Mr. Bars?" She asked very, matter-of-factly before listening to what he said. From the brief talk they, had..all she heard was; "how she keeps leaving his class," or "him knowing she can pass. Yet also asking him for extra help if needs be." Trying to look up at him felt hard yet she always treated, him like nothing. She didn't even want to bother, looking up at him..especially now. So with that in mind she headed out, with Scarlet smiling slightly. "I swear I never liked Mr. Barson then and I surely don't now. Telling me shit I already know. It's not like I don't  know that I'll be a frickin super Senior." Cora sighed dramatically before setting her skateboard down, and waiting for Scarlet to do the same as well. "Well you know you can always get help from Zach. Surely he'll help you if it means cheating of course. Though you look, like you need a cigarette. Want one?" Scarlet started opening her backpack getting, her pack and her lighter out.

"I would love one Scars. Might help me relax and not think of him. Just maybe I'll  come back by two-forty to get extra help."Cora giggled softly before taking a cigarette and lit it before, she started to put her foot on the ground, to help gain speed.


Michael started to drive, into the parking garage of his apartment complex. Taking a quick glance behind him, to make sure the young girl was doing, alright and nothing bad happened so far. Or well at least from the drive from, her place to his. And on top he had to make sure she had a shower, fresh new clothes, some food. And then he had to make sure to study and do his homework, from today's classes. There was already so much to do.. but he decided to take care of this young girl for the fact, she reminded him a lot of himself. When he was only about thirteen give or take a little. However, Tate wanted to help someone in his life if he couldn't, at least take care of himself. Tate was surprised, that his mother even allowed him to take care, of her modeling agency. How would he even know what talent was? You felt it. Or so he was told and how they posed. Chuckling quietly he already knew she wasn't, going to like going to his mom's business where he supervised. Only you Michael would get yourself into this mess. Only you for sure. Then again maybe she can understand your circumstances. Paying for college via yourself, and partially mom. The job mom gave you and get paid for as well.

Bars sighed as he heard the bell ring. He watched her walk away as kids started to come out of their classrooms. Bars walked outside to the smoke area and lit one up. "Tough class today huh Tyler?" His friend Casey said standing next to him. Bars leaned his head on the railing and groaned. "That bad." He said shaking his head and patted Bars on his back. Bars leaned up and sighed taking a drag before exhaling through his nose. "Cors. She's taking a toll on me. Not coming to class. The sprinklers this time. I can't trust her with fire apparently." He groaned again. Casey took out his vape and laughed. "She's a tough one for sure. But if anyone can handle her I'm pretty sure it's you. See most of the teachers have given up on her but not you, and for that I applaud you." He said clapping his hands. "See that's everyone's problem. These kids wake up at five in the morning and are expected to be awake to learn things that they don't particularly care about? That's fucking bullshit." Bars said sighing. He ran his fingers through his hair as he took a long drag, while these girls were calling him and sighing lovesick sighs. "One thing I could never figure out is how you have all these girls wanting you. So comes the question, have you slept with any of them?" Casey asked nudging him. Bars rolled his eyes and blew out smoke from his mouth. "If you are dying to know, no I haven't slept with the female students at this school." He said rolling his eyes and flicked his cigarette away.

"Yeah right I don't believe that for a second. I bet these girls would throw themselves at you if you took the P.E position." Casey said laughing as he put his vape away. Bars shoved him and rolled his eyes. "I'm going to grade papers. Stay here and wonder about my sex life if you want to you pervert." Bars said walking back to his room.

Joelle was still asleep, trapped in a nightmare. One of the recurring dreams she had when she was little up until her teenage years. Joelle would be trapped in a jar and shaken up a lot. Often times she would throw up in the jar and cry until the shaking stopped, but now it was more vicious. She saw her family outside of the jar starring back at her but not doing anything. It's all your fault. They said together. "No no. I didn't mean it...y-you have to believe me.." Joelle said. And the shaking started. Viciously. Constantly. Each time she had thought it stopped it started up again. Joelle couldn't take it anymore. She woke up screaming and panicking all at once, but soon those screams turned into groans of pain as she realized where she was. Her breaths were sharp and quick as she leaned her head on the window for some cool relief. Joelle was burning up now, as she threw off her jacket but it didn't help much. She wanted to strip but she wasn't going to do it with this guy in the car. "C-could you roll down the windows ...please?" Joelle asked quietly looking at him. Her cheeks were flushed and she was sweating not badly but not good either.

Heading to the park with Scarlet right behind her, and her cigarette in hand Cora, starts to wonder..really just question the facts of her conversation with Mr. Barson. Was he actually right about her flunking Junior year? Would she truly be what she feared most? A super Senior held back a fifth year. Most said it wasn't bad since some to a lot did it but, her parents could go either way. Approve of it or totally just disapprove. A lot of her teachers already gave up on her; English teacher said, "I might already flunk you Miss. Turner at this rate." Math..well was an interesting one."Either you come here every day, on time or you will have to take summer school. Simple as that." History and the others she didn't, even want to bother thinking of. Cora turned around to see Scarlet and half-smiled. "Maybe he is right after all. I should try at least."Cors muttered. Taking one glance towards where the park would be coming into view, she put her foot hard to the ground to stop herself. "Scars you go on without me. There's something back at school I need to do. Just tell Zack and the others I'll meet up with them later."

With that in mind, Cora turned around heading back, to the school while smoking her cigarette. Maybe she could actually turn her life around, with his lessons. Maybe was the actual term used loosely. She just hoped he was there late. If not Cors was royally screwed.

Michael turned his head around abruptly to, see she must've had a nightmare just from the looks of it. "We're actually here and I already parked the car. I'll take inside. Maybe the air conditioning might help."He stated softly coming to her side immediately. Opening the door and gently scooping, her up into his arms while having his backpack slung onto his arm, and then locking the door behind him making his way indoors. "Are you alright? If anything's troubling you..you can just let me know."Michael stated with a gentle smile. "I'm Michael by the way. You can call me Tate if you wish."

Joelle's heart was beating out of her chest. Not because she had instantly fell in love with him, or that she had infatuated feelings for him. No, it was because he was holding her in his arms which made her go mute. Joelle didn't want to be here with him, not that she wasn't grateful that he had saved her, but she had rather him to take her to a hospital or somewhere other than his house. There was no way she was calling him Tate, she didn't call people by there nicknames until she really knew them. And Michael was a mystery to her. "Jo." Joelle said quietly not looking at him.

Bars decided to go to the gym for a bit before going back to the class to grade papers. He normally did this after hours just to annoy the vice principal which could lead him to lose his job, but they were mostly just empty threats. Mostly. But he needed something to do before siting alone at his boring desk, grading papers and smoking a cigarette. "Let's mix it up a bit shall we?" Bars said before removing his shirt and started his regular routine. A little bit of push-ups, bench presses, running, pull ups and weight lifting. Another reason why he shouldn't be a gym teacher. The show off. When he was done he dropped the weights and inhales before letting out a deep breath. Bars grabbed his towel and water taking a swig before walking out of the gym. It was after hours and everyone already knew that Bars sometimes walked back to his classroom without his shirt on, and if they didn't like it then they could fire him. For all they know someone could've stole his clothes again. Bars chuckled at the thought about it for a second before walking into his classroom and pulling on his tank top. He sat in his spiny chair and sighed looking at all the papers that he had to grade. "Whelp lets get started now I guess." Bars said lightning a cigarette and pulled out his pen.

Cora made it in the nick of time at the school, taking her skateboard with her and cigarette she headed up the stairs, towards several hallways having to get up to the second floor. "I really wish they didn't have to have so many stairs. It kills a person before they even leave here."She sighed having to grasp, onto the wall as she finally made it upstairs. Maybe this was good idea and maybe it wasn't. Good for the fact she would get extra help. Improve her grade, and hopefully pass. Reason it would be bad; because she would always have to keep, eye contact when listening to him. Don't get her wrong, he was cute. Hot..even. Just sometimes some teachers were intimidating. More then others. It was when she passing classrooms, she put her cig in the garbage can before, finding his classroom and knocking on the door. "Mr. Barson?"Cora spoke quietly.

"I'll call you Jo then. Suits you well."He chuckled quietly as they headed to the elevator, and pressed for the twenty-fifth floor. "I know you may not trust me besides, the whole obvious reasons but in a way it's best if it was like this Jo. With your family gone and going elsewhere it would be, suspicious if someone else took over. And I'm meaning family friends or just friends in general. I should know. I've been there. Seen it."Michael stated quietly as he heard the noise of the, doors opening, and walked inside as him and Jo headed up.

Just one look at Joelle's face already made him wish his father was right beside him. Hugging him, telling him, "everything will be okay. I'm here for you. You need me I'll be right beside you." But no of course he wasn't here. Nor his mother to begin with. I guess you could say he had a pretty fucked up life. Belongs right on a reality t.v. show. Then again Jo was quiet, observant, polite to a stranger she barely know. Just like Michael when he was little and younger then him. Guess you could say it's a very small world. A small world which, entails him bumping into her.

At this point Bars was just goofing off. It had been a really off day and he wanted a little break. "Not like anyone's coming back here." He muttered to himself as he threw a crumpled piece of paper into the trash. Bars's classroom was the ultimate man cave anyone had ever seen. After third hour and after school(sometimes), Bars would push the tables back pull out three ginormous bean bags and hook up his xbox and Nintendo 64 up which was the way he had it now. He crash landed into one of the bean bags and started to play one of the games he had lying around. Then he heard it. The knocking that would change everything. Bars gave a small smirk, he could recognize that voice anywhere. It was unique snarky but sweet voice that only one person could pull off. He walked to the door opening it and leaned on it with his arms crossed and that stupid grin on his face. Bars wanted to be really sadistic with Cors, knowing she could take the punches and bring them back harder, but he didn't. That stupid cocky grin on his face and his eyes said it all. A thought crossed Bars's mind as he studied Cors for a minute. Cors was gorgeous. Like drop dead gorgeous, and Bars wasn't even going to deny it. He knew she was gorgeous and the majority of the guys at that god forsaken school knew it too. But sadly she wasn't Bars's type, and even if she was, she was only a Highschool student. Two strikes and you're out. Bars thought to himself. He opened the door and raised his eyebrow as if to say You comin' or not.

7.4 billion of people on the planet give or take a few, and she's stuck with Michael. What are the chances of that happening? Joelle listened to what he had to say and sadly he was right. If her family's friends took her in or gave her to foster care, it would be a Cinderella story all over again, but without the Prince Charming and the glass slipper. See since Joelle was the youngest girl in the family, Joelle's mother gave her how to be a proper young lady lesson. Aka 'How To Be A Housewife While Your Sisters Are Living The Life' lessons. Since her sisters did not want to do those lessons her mother decided that she wanted at least one proper Daughter and forced it on Joelle. She learned to cook, clean, even how to sit properly in a chair. A freaking chair. So in that aspect, living with Michael couldn't be so bad right? Maybe, just maybe he might had been her Prince Charming without even noticing it.

Joelle looked up at Michael. She saw something in his eyes that she couldn't make out. A whole bunch of things actually but she couldn't fit them into one simple emotion. Sadness, anger, regret, and she saw one thing that stood out the most. Loneliness. Joelle somehow got lost in the maze behind his eyes but couldn't seem to find the end of it. She made herself stop starring at his eyes before he realized that she was. Maybe the universe had something up it sleeve. Maybe he needed her more than she need him. Maybe they both just needed each other. But whatever the case was Joelle was determined to figure out the Mysterious Michael. Even if it took her 7.4 billion years to do it.

With an arched brow she looked at him up, and down wondering why he just stared. As if he must've been in some daze. Some day dream state. "Well then, I guess that settles that."She said quietly with a slight smile as she felt his smile almost caressing her strangely, enough but shook it off as she walked past him into the classroom. "What's with the stupified smile? Cat got your tongue? Or better yet someone sent you some nudes. I'd  probably not resist either. Anyways though I didn't come for that."Cora stated as she walked to a desk, and hopped on with, her skateboard on her lap. In every which way she was telling herself she didn't want to be here. Didn't want to say he was right. But he was. And to make up for her grade this, was what she had to do. "Mr. Barson I came here to ask for extra help. You're right I can pass, even though no one believed me except for you. And just that alone I appreciate it. If it's alright I would like to start right away. Maybe it might help."

He knew Jo was looking at him, but he didn't  try to make it as obvious as her looking right back. Besides the doors to the elevator opened, and with one step he walked out towards the right hallway. And since he was able to, have all of the twenty-fifth floor to himself,  it was a great feeling. Thanks pretty much to his mom having her own, modeling agency he could have a pretty great place like this.

Holding her with one arm, as he gently tried to reach for his keys, making one step closer to the entryway. That was before he set her down on her feet. "I hope you don't mind this. It's  not exactly what you would call, a homey feeling from like a house but it's  what I call home at least."Michael laughed, softly unlocking the doors and letting her in first.

He let out a scoff as he watched her walk into the classroom and shut the door. Bars walked over to his game turning it off and leaned on his desk. "Nah my girlfriend doesn't do that anymore. But once a while couple of girls might send them to me on accident." He said jokingly watching her. Bars smirked and crossed his arms. "And that's exactly why I was smiling. I really hoped that you would come back so i could help you. Cors I really do believe that you can pass, and the one thing that you can count on me for is that I will never ever give up on you." Bars said leaning off of his desk and walked towards her. "But remember, this, is strictly business." He whispered jokingly in her ear before backing away laughing. "Ok ok ok. But for real, what aren't you getting in my class at least? Some of it? All of it? I'm a patience guy so you don't have to worry about me getting mad about you not getting it. Besides teachers shouldn't do that in the first place. It's rude." Bars said running his fingers through his hair and pulled out a table and two chairs before sitting down and pat the chair.

Joelle saw him glance at her and blushed lightly. She didn't mean to stare at him for as long as she did but she got lost in his eyes. Joelle watched the elevator go up to his floor as she got lost in her thoughts. Michael wasn't what she expected, at the first glance she thought he was a bad boy, but really he was a big teddy bear. Joelle gave a very small smile and laughed just a little bit before the elevator opened up to his floor.

As he put her down on the floor she really realized how small she was compared to him. It made her feel a bit timid and she held her hands in front of her and looked down at the ground. "It'll be fine.." She said softly as she slowly walked in. "You...live by yourself?.." Joelle asked looking around his house. To be honest, it looked like a bachelor's pad the moment she walked in. It was really messy, just a little bit but she didn't mind it was what she had at the moment.

[Hey I had an idea that maybe with Joelle and Michael. Maybe Joelle could be hired as a part time model and there's this rule that Michael can't sleep with any of the models(because he had slept with some of them in the beginning when he first was offered the position. Young and reckless as they say.) And at this point I was thinking that they could sorta be in a relationship, meaning that they've kissed already but aren't really sure what to do yet.]

[I'm sorry for my late reply. I've been getting slammed with notifications for another group, and not wanting to force a post for Michael with just seeing how much, I can type to not make up for creativity. But I do think I can come up with something, in a few minutes. On the last note, I do really like that idea. Perhaps he take's her tomorrow or another day when he has, to go for work and she see's what he does for a living?]

[No. You don't have to rush it, it's fine we're all busy. I just had the idea and wanted to know if you liked it or not that's all. ;) so don't worry about replying to this one if you don't have the time or creativity. :) ]

[I have.. or well did have Michael's reply till I just lost it a few minutes ago. >.> I entirely love it all in all<33 When were you thinking of wanting to take place?]

Closing the door behind him he couldn't help chuckling almost to himself. He wasn't surprised by her reaction. Most girls did whether living by himself, this nice pad he has, or in the fact the next line that would roll out of his mouth. "Yes I live by myself. In fact Jo this whole level and the one underneath us belongs to me. So if anything happens I can make it stop in a blink of an eye. I guess you could say thanks to my mom. Well having a modeling agency for one."He stated in midst stride over to her.

Michael just glanced down at her..seeing how short she was which was really cute in a sense. Most said being taller was better when in reality the shortness, made it easier to do a lot more stuff. And just the way she blushed or stared at him shyly was adorable. Others were like strong independent women but she was so timid and sweet. He couldn't help but miss that a lot in girls.

Cora chuckled at the part of girls, sending nudes by accident. It doesn't just happen accidentally. The girls did it intently and it was plain as daylight to see. "Getting to old to send her boyfriend nudes? Twenty-Four going on early 40s? Kidding of course."She grinned before glancing down at her hands. "Well your the first to be honest Mr. Barson since everyone thinks I'm just a flunkie who doesn't give two fucks. To be honest I've just had a rough patch. Call me melodramatic, or stubborn with being around, Scarlet but life has gotten in the way. And my brother died in a skateboard accident. Haven't skated till now. Blunt as it can get."Putting her hand to her eyes she laughed almost nervously trying to wipe any tears that might be shed while trying to talk and get chocked emotionally. And besides why was she ever this honest with him? She hated his guts, never wanting to be like those fake girls but here she was. Nervous, scared, and somewhat happy as a schoolgirl.

"Strictly business though? Okay I'll try."Cors almost felt his whisper caress her skin like, before which made her giggle quietly and nearly close to blushing but didn't. Putting her skateboard on her desk and backpack down, with it she went to the table, taking the chair the empty chair beside him. "Let's just say all of it."She bit her lip almost shrugging.

[Ok what I do know I want, is no instant romance. I don't want it to come too fast but I also don't want it to go too slow either, and that's for both of them(Lonelies and Teacher x Student). So I'm thinking that for Joelle and Michael, we give them four post each to get to know each other, and then we can skip about two weeks later and they have a date but not a date thingy and then he kisses her. Same for Tyler and Cors, four post each, skips two weeks and then the party happens they kiss. I dunno if that made since or not but yeah.]

Joelle looked around as she listened to Michael talk about his place. To be honest even if the place was a bit messy, it was amazing, even better than her place. She gave a small surprised gasp as she heard that he owned this top room and the one underneath it too, but kinda froze as she felt him standing next to her. "It's nice. I like it." Joelle said softly not looking at him. She moved a piece of hair out of her face and put her hands in front of her.

She felt him glancing at her and sorta shifted away from him. Joelle started to blush a bit, and wanted to thank him for what he did. But what could she do? Joelle then turned to him and looked him in the eyes still blushing and went in for the hug. "Um thank you for saving me. I appreciate that you came and helped me...." She said softly as she had her arms wrapped around his waist. Unlike her heart, which was pounding out of chest, his heart had a hypnotic beat to it soothing and calm as her head was placed on his chest. Joelle then and sorta reluctantly pulled away from him blushing hard and looked away.

Bars scoffed at her comment about boyfriend nudes and rolled his eyes. He listened intently as Cors talked about her brother and watched her. Bars wanted to comfort her but didn't want to pull out the whole, 'I'm sorry for your lost' bullshit. I drew when she walked over to him, he pulled her into a hug. Was it a bit awkward? Yes. But sometimes hugs were the best medicine for a person. He pulled away and cleared his throat. "First of all, I'm twenty one for your information, and have sent plenty of nudes to any of my girlfriends who have been completely satisfied by me. Wanna see one?" He said nudging her jokingly. "And second of all, thanks for telling me that. It must've been hard on you and your family. So I appreciate you telling me that." Bars said running his fingers through his hair. "And finally C, don't call me Mr. Barson when we're doing these lessons. Call me either Bars, Tyler, or TheMasterOfSendingNudes." He said smirking and laughed a bit.

"Alright then," Bars said pulling out one of her older assignments and leaned towards the paper. "I get what you were saying here, you had it but then you lost it. Here let me show you a trick that I learned about it." He said and got into teacher mode. Bars didn't realize how close he was sitting toward Cors but honestly wasn't paying attention to it.

[No it totally made sense! The whole no insta love which I had in mind too..kinda why I was trying to not go full force for Cora especially. Not have her too stubborn or too timid, but somewhere in between. Otherwise I would feel what, would be the point in rp'ing with a character like that as well :p But if I read it correctly and just want to make sure: 4 posts for Michael, 4 posts for Cora, then for Michael & Joelle have it being 4 posts right now so they can get to know each other better and skip 2 weeks so then they go on a date which feels more casual then restricted. For Cora and Tyler have it be where they have extra lessons together, skip two weeks again, party happens with her being drunk/tipsy and kisses her. Just for right now I think my best bet might be replying later at night like I've been doing. Maybe close to like 6-10pm range. But will definitely keep looking back so I can edit a reply on google docs.]

[Yes. I totally understand that with Cora. So if Bars get a little bit too strong with her just let me know. :) And yes you got that perfectly. But with Joelle she doesn't know it's a date because they're more like going shopping for stuff and doing normal things that she did with her family so yeah. And posting later in the night is fine with me, its about 3:53pm for me right now so yeah. :) ]

[So I know we decided on four paragraphs for both Joelle/Michael along with Cora/Tyler but three might be best for me. Sorta like a happy medium. >~< And I'll definitely let you, know with Bars being strong or see how it plays out. ;) Ahh I got it now. I'll make it where their going to the mall then later out to eat? Also I didn't see your update till just a week or two ago.]

Michael was sorta talking, about his place till one look over at Joelle, seeing her blush caught his attention. Her blush was rather cute, almost of innocence on her face compared to half, of the girls he's been with. In a way he did really enjoy her company without always having to try or be asked constantly as the others were like let's have sex, let's do this. Like all he could think was, can you ever shut up?! But she was different. She was still in high school. A bit younger then him. And absolutely adorable. Not that he would admit it out loud. At the sound of her words had him snap back to reality with her standing beside him. "I'm glad you like it Jo. I have a guestroom if you would like stay in there alone tonight. I might not have fresh clothes for you tonight or something, to sleep in so bare with me that you might have to sleep in one of my shirts. I'll have Mrs. Adams wash your clothes so they can dry over night." Michael chuckled nervously which was so unlike. He was never nervous. Quite the opposite. Always energetic. Always looking for an adventure. Very calm. Yet this girl in front of him made him nervous. As if this was an actual girlfriend standing, in front of them. Yet they barely knew each other.

Joelle was a sweet little girl. Even if she was overly curious. And, who wouldn't blame her with..her parents gone for awhile along with any siblings she had. It was one way to distract herself from that very painful reality. He knew what happened. He didn't remember how. But he knew. From what he gathered either he heard from the TV news, newspaper, or online. Whichever, really. He couldn't bare to tell her. She was already looking happier then before. And maybe wasn't the good time. Just wait later down the road when she was ready. Or so he thought.

Next thing he knew, Joelle was hugging him with her arms laced around his waist, her head against his chest, the blush that was oh to cute on her. And thanking him for helping her. "You're quite welcome Jo." Tate smiled as he couldn't help but wrap his arms around her waist being careful as he didn't want to hurt her. She looked fragile but it was a thought and a look. She probably wasn't, but in the moment he enjoyed a hug like this, even if she was reluctant to pull away.

Cora looked up at him after she told him about the incident with her brother which felt nice to get the, chip off her shoulder. Last she tried to tell Scarlet she wouldn't listen. But Mr. Barson who actually listened and didn't give, a apology which was said just to say it was rather comforting.It was when he gave her hug was unexpected. It kind of made her blink as she tensed up in his arms not realizing till now he was really tall. Maybe six foot three? When she was only five foot one and it seemed, like a joke but being short sometimes didn't have benefits.

"Only twenty-one? You look older then twenty-one. Maybe twenty-three or twenty-five max. I'd rather not to be honest."Cors giggled almost nervously trying to get her eyes off, him by fiddling with her fingers or anything but looking up. This was wrong. Finding him cute. Let alone sexy. Feeling warmth surface to her cheeks. This laugh she had going on. She was already liking one, of her friends she hung out with aside from Scarlet. Adrian was the one who really made her heart skip a beat. But now she came to think of it, Mr. Barson looked, almost similar to any of the guys she hung out with. "No problem and it was hard. But I think of good memories."She stated.

"T-the m-master of sending n-nudes?"She stuttered nervously again blinking trying to get herself out of it, by biting her lip which somehow worked."I'll just call you Tyler." That was before they got to one of her older assignments which he was talking about, and showing her a trick which might help better.

[Yep three is totally fine for me. And it's ok :) ]

When Joelle had heard him say guess room and alone she didn't like it. She didn't wanna say anything about it but the look on her face said it all. She couldn't be alone, especially after everything that happened. Her cheeks were on fire as she thought of the idea of them sleeping in the bed together, let alone sleeping in his clothes. It kinda felt like they were a couple in a way even if his was a couple years older than her. If she gets to know him a bit better then maybe, just maybe she wouldn't mind it as much as she did at the moment. Being in a man's house. This is going to be a adventure. Jo thought to herself sighing a bit. "Oh u-um it's fine I can do my own clothes...I don't need her to do my clothes. Really." Jo said softly. She heard the nervousness in his voice and found it kinda cute. He probably wasn't used to having a woman who didn't want to sleep with him in his house.

Michael was a good guy. He helped her when other people probably thought she was dead and he didn't even have to do that. This tall man had been nothing but sweet and maybe a bit teasing to her, and knowing that he wasn't going to do anything to her, Joelle decided to tell him. "Um Michael.....I don't really want to sleep by myself, you don't even have to stay in the room when I'm asleep.......s-s-s-s-so what I'm a-a-asking is if you could.............sleep with me?" Joelle asked blushing fiercely.

"Um I hope I'm not intruding on you with anyone you might have here on a daily basis.....if I am I can find another place to stay......." She said looking over at him. It really wasn't a problem, she could use one of her paychecks and stay in a hotel for a bit until she got back on her feet. Plus there should be some spare change around the house too.


"Yeah I get that a lot. You're not the first person to had said that and you certainly won't be the last either." Tyler said smirking as he continued to do the method. He didn't notice what Cora was doing and it honestly didn't bother him to being with. Yes he may have ladies drooling at his feet from time to time. But when it came to the subtle little things that the girls did, he was utterly and completely stupid.

"Good, that's a positive thing to do in situations like this." Tyler said nodding. He honestly would listen to anyone. Tyler liked stories, even the sad ones, he still liked them. Cora's story may have seemed sad but there was an outcome to that, it gave her more positive memories. And sometimes people just needed something to hold on to. Tyler glanced over at her and saw that her cheeks were red he raised an eyebrow and put his pen down looking at her.

"Am I making you nervous already? It hasn't even been a week yet." He said teasingly but then backed off a bit. "But hey if you're nervous around me, don't be. I'm not going to do anything to you, alright? The most I'll likely do is tease you and that's it." Tyler said patting her on her head before turning back to the paper. Cora was just too special to him for him to do anything to her. "So do you understand some of it a little bit better now?" He asked glancing over at her.

[Really sorry for the late reply! Aside from having two other rps going, alongside this I was having writer's block on and off. Just wanted to let you know.]

"Are you sure Jo? You look like you need to rest and get your engery back. I assure you Ms. Adams won't mind." He stated sincerely. But part of him knew how it felt  when it looks like your, not independent and is not capable of doing anything. When in reality was the total opposite, and for Jo you could see it was the opposite. Maybe she wasn't use, to having other people do things for her. It was once he saw her cheeks, nearly bright red he couldn't help, laughing almost to himself. He knew he made tons of girls blush at the studio but Joelle; well she didn't seem like the others as he called them. She was adorable yet sweet and meant everything she, said honestly yet sincerely. Maybe that was what drew him to her.

"You want me to sleep with you Joelle? Is that what your asking?"Michael stated walking closer to her before, rasing her chin up so she was eye level with him. "I don't mind if that's what your wondering. I find it utterly cute. Or well you at least."He joked playfully. "If it makes you feel better I'll sleep with my shirt on, and won't hold you. I promise."He smiled small, meaning it whole heartedly. Michael understood when no means no. He was told by so many girls so he knew, when to leave things alone.

Michael smiled almost too, brightly while laughing once more. "Joelle you know your too funny and too cute. But no your not intruding at all. I'm not sleeping with anyone, dating anyone, I'm as single as they come." He teased playfully.


Cora giggled almost half-smiling at this point."Probably true. Maybe you graduated college super early. I'm only joking though." She looked back at the paper watching the method he was teaching her. It was slightly easy to understand but partially, she didn't whole entirely get it either. You could she lied because Cors didn't whole entirely get it at all. Chemistry wasn't her favorite subject nor was it, one she could comprehend. Basically it was rocket science for her and she wasn't like a honors student who had always passed classes with flying colors. Chemistry was just straight out hard. It wasn't easy nor would it ever be.

Sighing quietly she raked her hand through her hair giving, a slight nod. "Well I try. But it's not easy. Then again people's so called sob stories are similar but it's stupid and silly if you ask me. I don't care about that though to be honest though."She sorta smiled before doodling on the desk with random designs, nothing really she had in mind. That was until she felt his eyes pry upon her on, including her cheeks which flourished, with warmth.

"What? Oh no. Pft not even close Tyler just day dreaming." She lied playing it off cool pushing him playfully. Cora didn't remember the last time she ever felt so raw with honesty, and emotion like right here with this particular teacher. Mr. Barson himself; no Tyler as he wanted her to call him by. "I'm not nervous. Honestly I'm not. But I don't mind teasing at all Tyler."She laughed softly before she felt him patting her head which made her blink and get a hold of herself. "Kind of. Well kind of is putting it lightly."

[it's fine. :)]

Jo nodded and looked at him. "I'm sure. I would rather do it myself then have miss Adams do it for me." She said. Jo didn't want to be lazy whole she stayed here with him. It was rude and disrespectful and she didn't like it one bit. She heard laughing, wait was he laughing at her? Jo blushed a bit and looked away from him.

She felt her herself back up to the wall as her cheeks where on fire as he tilted up her chin. The thoughts running through her head were getting mixed up. She couldn't process all the thoughts, and couldn't speak correctly. "I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I...." Jo stuttered as she looked at him. "It-it's fine really...I don't mind....." She said quickly. Jo didn't mind honestly, she need some security at the moment and it wasn't like he was trying to make a move on her. Was he?

He had called her cute twice now. Her cheeks couldn't be more pink. "Oh ok...." She said quietly and looked around. "Um I don't mind sleeping in your clothes...they might be a bit big on me though." She said looking down at her clothes. They were really dirty causing her to blush. "Uh where's your bathroom......?" Jo asked looking at him.


Bars nodded. "I actually did graduate college early. My sophomore year actually." He said glancing over at her. "It was hard yea but I did it still. Didn't really have time for friends or other things. Maybe a few flings here and there but that was pretty much it." Bars said nodding before smiling. It was something he was proud of but it wasn't gloating worthy, plus he wasn't the type of guy to gloat anyways.

"Then what do you care about Cora?" He asked looking over at her drawings on the table. They were nice and very creative making him smile. "Is art one thing that you care about? Maybe after high school you should get a degree in fine arts." Bars said shrugging as he put his pen down and looked at her. "Maybe one of these days you can draw me?" He asked raising an eyebrow. "Kidding of course. Well kind of anyways." Bars said chuckling and back away.

"Mhm. Like I believe that." Bars said smiling and let her push him off of her. He was enjoying her company more than any other girl he had spent time with. She was so honest with him with him and he liked it very much. "Oh really so you wouldn't mind if I did this?" Bars asked he got closer and tilted her chin up do that she could look at him. "So just tell me exactly what you aren't getting Cora.." He said softly.

Looking down at her he merely nodded. "That's fine."He stated before just looking over her. Whether she wanted to do it herself or not he understood. People are used to doing things, on their own. Not have others do it for them. Be a maid or not. He could understand why she wanted to do it on her own. Some find it rude or not right that they, have others do it for themselves but it is what it is.

Michael sighed quietly as he, held her chin gently while she was up, against the wall. He wasn't planning on doing anything to her or intending to either. If he did anything the least he would do is: either kiss her forehead or on her nose, touch her chin like he just did, or even cuddle with her. If Joelle wanted that. He wasn't that jerk that pushed, girls or made them do stuff with them. Tate simply did gentle or subtle things. Not that you would notice much. The girls however usually did. "That's good. Reason I'm asking though is I want to make, sure your fine with. You feel safe. I wouldn't touch you otherwise. Only let it be subtle. Like it is right now." He whispered in her ear giving a genuine smile. "And you are cute Jo. Your smart and nice for one. Not like other girls who only want what they want. You care about people whether it shows or it doesn't. And that's rather a good quality."

"It's alright. I don't care really to be honest."He chuckled glancing down at her seeing how she was acting so sweet, and well seemed very innocent to say the least. She definitely needed to break out of her shell, but that was just a thought. Not like he would push her of course. "Straight down the hall the end. Last door on the left."


Listening to Tyler's story made her really think twice of her education. Her career goals. Just everything about her and reality itself. Made her wonder what the hell she was, doing skipping classes and not even bothering to come in for help, when she needed it. Maybe Cora actually needed to buckle down and graduate. But having fun was just oh so more important to her. She liked the idea of going to college but it was a lot of work, maybe some breaks every so often, and no time for socializing as Tyler just said. "Makes you realize that you need to buckle down when you want to finish school and actually do what you love."Cora said nonchalantly.

"I honestly don't know. I love skateboarding, surfing, fashion. Tomboy hobbies I guess."Cors laughed nervously trying to play it off cool. She was looking down at her drawings before she realized his eyes was looking at her drawings. "Art is kind of what I care about. I just want to do something like be a photographer or a fashion designer. It's kind of been really interesting to me."She said with a bright smile. And she meant every word of it. It wasn't just some lie that she said to cover other stuff up. "You? I could try. I don't know."She laughed softly.

Cora didn't know what to say or do when he got, closer to her and held her chin so she was eye level with him. She just sorta blushed making her have a butterfly feeling, in the pit of her stomach. Who would've known a teacher; let alone one a little bit older then her could have this effect on her. He definitely was different then Adrian. But a good type of difference. Getting sidetracked by her thoughts she forgot what the last thing, he said till she blinked and forced herself to focus. "All of it. I don't get any of it. Chemistry isn't my favorite subject as you can already see. But it's all like confusing. I don't understand it."She sighed drawing harder into the table making almost carvings into the table
as she just wanted to be done, but not whole entirely done.

Joelle felt some of his breath on the back of her ear causing her to turn away from him fully. She held the ear he whispered in and blushed. "T-that's very considerate of you." She said softly and took a deep breath before turning back towards him. "The touch doesn't bother me..its just that I'm not used to it. And I get very flustered if you haven't already noticed.." Joelle said meaning every word.

She blushed again and looked down at the ground. Cute. He sure did like that word when it came to Joelle. "You're just saying that." Joelle said and rubbed the back of her neck. She had always heard that word from many different men, but hearing that from Michael was different. It felt like he was looking at all of her not just her physical appearance and she was grateful for that. A small sincere smile as she looked up at him but then looked back down blushing lightly.

"Thank you..." Joelle said before walking off to the restroom. She stopped midway and turned around to look at him. "You're not what I expected Michael." Joelle said and walked in the bathroom shutting the door. Joelle walked over to the shower turning it on and removed all of her clothes, before stepping into the shower. She washed all the dirt off her face, and body before sitting down in the shower. Joelle let the water run down her closing her eyes and put her head down, so much happened today. Tate finding her, bring her to his apartment, Joelle would forever be in his debt. She turned the shower off and pinned her hair up before grabbing a towel wrapping it around her. Joelle then peeked out of the bathroom, and blushed deeply. "Um excuse me, but can I borrow one of your shirts?" She asked and waited for him.


"Yeah when I was younger I would've never expected to do this. Being a teacher. To be honest as much as a troublemaker I was no one would've thought that I would've done this." Tyler said shaking his head and smirked. "Sometimes things just happen unexpectedly, and there's nothing you can do about it." He said looking at her.

He smiled and traced his finger around her artwork. "So you've been bitten by the creative bug. Those are all good things that you can do if you decide to choose that as your major." Tyler said smiling and pulled her hair lightly. "You seriously have a gift Cors. Don't doubt it. And don't let anyone tell you otherwise." He said smiling before turning back to the paper. "And if I'm being honest those careers fit you. I can't really see you doing anything else." Tyler said smiling at her.

Tyler scratched his head and sighed. "Um well let's think about it for a second. What do you think can help you understand Chemistry a little bit better?" He asked looking down at the paper.

(view spoiler)[Sorry it took me so long to reply to this. I had major writers block for big rps like this. But now I'm back! C: (hide spoiler)]

(view spoiler)[ It's okay. I had the same problem, so that's why it took me awhile as well. (hide spoiler)]

Michael wondered why she turned away..backed away rather. Maybe he did something wrong, that he thought but she didn't. Or something he said. It was only when she said the reason why he merely nodded and let, her have her space. Staying close but not close to the point they were touching. "I've noticed already. And maybe if you let it happen one by one you'll get used to it. Or get used to being around me. You just have to let it happen one by one. Not quickly of course."He stated sincerely.

"Am I really just saying that? No I'm not just saying that, I actually mean that. I don't look at girls just physically and say, hey I want that. If your pretty that's great. If you have the brains, a great personality and the looks now that's a whole different story. And to me I see you have all three. But also I don't like rushing things. I find that to be lame and there's no exhilaration in it."Giving his famous genuine smile again. Michael really did mean that. Girls who were pretty were great but god if they, didn't have a good personality then what was the point. He didn't get how guys can have girls like that. Maybe a one night stand. Now that he understood. Otherwise they could have many flaws but you'd ignore it, only to be with them for the sex or there looks. Now that truly got old pretty quickly. And, Tate realized that from the get go.

He watched her leave with only a, "Thank you" seeing as she, headed to the bathroom to change and clean herself up. He decided to wait there for a few before he thought maybe he should get, one of his shirts for her to borrow so she wasn't just standing there waiting for him. It was once he heard her voice he came from his room and gave her the shirt. "Was already on it."Tate teased.


"People judge or rather look what you've done up until your in college, and they wonder how can you have degree,  in this or that? They don't look at all of it together. Sometimes they may not, see it as a good career but you do. People are just dumb sometimes."She said giving a slight smile before meeting, his eyes as he continued on. "Yeah you could say that."She smiled.

Cora was half-listening while she continued doodling till, he started to talk about her love art. "Pretty much. I consider it to be alright but not all the time. I was kind of considering, majoring in art but I don't know what type yet."Cora laughed softly while seeing in the corner of her eye he pulled her hair, gently almost biting her lip. Tyler was very relaxed and like a student to talk, to more than a teacher really. Most teachers either felt way too uncomfortable to talk to or they gave you harsh criticism and you just didn't want to hear it. But, Tyler was more relaxed and tried to help students anyway he could. In a way she appreciated that. "Really now? Not even a model?"She joked.
 
Glancing at the paper first, before she started thinking of different ideas that could work for her. Help her pass even. "Maybe a visual step by step of how to do the equations while how it factors in? Like for instance there's one on the homework I get and I kinda see it but not really. So visuals of how it all factors it in then double checking to see if I went backwards would it still make sense? Maybe flashcards even. If I'm going on about a list that might be too much for you I'm sorry."Cors kept her eyes on the paper sighing quietly.

Joelle blushed and took the shirt giving him a thank you as she shut the door. She dried herself off and pulled his shirt over her head. It was soft and smelled.....like nicotine and candy. Joelle looked down at herself in his shirt. It was very big on her, even more so since she hadn't been eating regularly. But other than that it was very comfortable to her. She blushed at the thought of being in his clothes before taking her hair out of it's ponytail.

If Joelle was a normal girl, she would take advantage of this man in a heartbeat. It was no doubt that Michael was handsome, which was one of the reason that Joelle a bit intimidated by him. But she wasn't a normal girl anyways, and if anything was to happen between them she didn't want to rush it.

Joelle gathered her stuff and opened the door looking up at Michael. "Um I really appreciate everything you've said and done for me. I promise I won't be a bother to you, and if there's anything I can do to repay you just let me know." She said and smiled before blushing and rubbed the back of her neck. "You're not like the other guys I've met and it feels almost refreshing. I-I'm going to try to get used to this. Being here with you...because you kinda intrigue me, and I want to get to know you better. I-If that's ok with you........" Joelle said and looked down at the ground. Her cheeks were on fire, she didn't mean to say all that stuff in one spew but she couldn't hold it in. "Umm I'm kinda tired....so is it ok if we just go relax after I put these clothes away?" She asked sheepishly.




"Hmm I don't think you should become a model. Because if you do, I won't be able to take my eyes off of you." Tyler said giving a sincere smile before winking. He was teasing her of course but he couldn't help his flirty nature. Especially around Cors. Tyler liked being around her, well he liked being around a lot of people in general. He smiled and pushed the paper away just a bit and looked at her. "Cors listen to me. I don't mind doing that. It's really not that much to do anyways, and plus I want you to pass my class. All I really need you to do is to come to these classes after school so I can help you alright?"

Tyler said before getting up and grabbed some notecards and a pen. He sat there quietly and wrote the lessons on the front and the answers on the back. It took him twenty minutes tops before he stacked them up all nice and neat.

"Ok. I took the liberty and also did some notecards on the first couple of lessons we did this semester. But everything else is mostly on the periodic table and the fire lessons." Tyler said handing the cards to Cora. He leaned back and looked over at her. "Now try to do the assignment." Tyler said smiling.