smiley8022
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OOC:I'm going to post a couple of the other posts from my first take toward this rp. One male needed to fill the part of Jake Fireblade.
http://i173.photobucket.com/albums/w...alikes/guy.jpg
This is Jake Fireblade^^
http://mrtech.com/photos/albums/thun...hunderbird.jpg
This is Kristen Blueice ^^
Headrow Hights was the name of Kristen's school and she was the girl who mostly avoided crowds at all costs. Yeah she was known by lots but that didn't matter to her.
She could have fun,talk,do whatever during school and she was very gifted in arts or photography.
There was one student though that she just couldn't understand,get along with,talk to at all. But he didn't seem to want to talk or anything at all to her either.
Every time crossing paths in the hallway,sitting near to one another they'd absolutely bicker and argue until it was over,hiss,or just glare at the other. And if a teacher even thought about pairing the two,they'd find a way out of it before things became too ugly.
Kristen thought of it as Jake being Fire and her being ice, the two would never be combined. And the funny thing was from the beginning moment she saw him, it was almost if she craved him. She adored him really and then everything of like enemy moods happened and now as much as she despised him, she could still feel deep down that there could have been something.
Jake Fireblade
Jake is known as a hothead and frequently gets into fights and quarrels. To his credit, they're often in the defence of a third party whom he sees (wrongly or rightly) as being bullied and he's always willing to apologise and shake hands with his opponent after he's calmed down, but he's gotten a bad reputation with the teachers as a result, although he's popular with most of the students.
He's smart but doesn't have the patience for most academic work, and most of his energy goes into sports like basketball. The only person he has never ever gotten on with is Kristen: he sees her as cold and unfeeling and claims not to be able to stand her. The fact is that ever since first meeting her, he's felt almost obsessed by her haunting, cool-eyed gaze but he won't admit it to himself and invariably starts fights with her instead, trying to release the tension he feels with a proper argument (but she'll never rise to his bait and get properly angry as well, instead fanning the flames of his anger with her own calm, icy putdowns and retorts).
Kristen had arrived to school that day and stepped out of her blue small convertable and was already a bit pissed from all the attraction on the first day of the new year.She held her breath searching the parking lot for him not seeing him anywhere, she lets a breath out and walks into the school shooting icy daggers from her eyes at anyone who tried to interfere.
Kristen got to her first period and sat down on her desk letting her feet dangle, maybe she wouldn't have to put up with him this year, she laughed a little having an image of him and her touching hands and him screeching from his "fire"going out and her almost drying up,shrivel a bit, and her flesh burnt. She laughs a little out loud seeing that and then sits down in her desk not knowing that anyone else was in the room..
Jake had already sat down in his place at the back of the class, with his feet up and his eyes closed, trying to become as relaxed as possible before the inevitable encounter with Her. He told himself this time he was going to stay completely reasonable and cool-headed, no matter how much she seemed to be provoking him with her cool, assessing stare.
A quiet laugh broke the silence of the room. Jake's eyes snapped open. He'd know her voice -silvery but icy, anywhere. Was she laughing at him? All of his good intentions burned away in an instant.
"Hey!", he called out, anger already building. "Would you mind being quiet? I'm trying to think"
Kristen snapped her head back in an instant at the yelled command with a smirk and daggers shooting through her eyes, before she had looked his way, she already knew it was him. She held her glare on him and stood up walking a little closer to him she places her hand on her hip.
"And what if I don't be quiet Mr.Hothead? Whatcha gonna do? Hmm?"She heard the acid in his tone, and she was kind enough to return it through her reply.
http://i173.photobucket.com/albums/w...alikes/guy.jpg
This is Jake Fireblade^^
http://mrtech.com/photos/albums/thun...hunderbird.jpg
This is Kristen Blueice ^^
Headrow Hights was the name of Kristen's school and she was the girl who mostly avoided crowds at all costs. Yeah she was known by lots but that didn't matter to her.
She could have fun,talk,do whatever during school and she was very gifted in arts or photography.
There was one student though that she just couldn't understand,get along with,talk to at all. But he didn't seem to want to talk or anything at all to her either.
Every time crossing paths in the hallway,sitting near to one another they'd absolutely bicker and argue until it was over,hiss,or just glare at the other. And if a teacher even thought about pairing the two,they'd find a way out of it before things became too ugly.
Kristen thought of it as Jake being Fire and her being ice, the two would never be combined. And the funny thing was from the beginning moment she saw him, it was almost if she craved him. She adored him really and then everything of like enemy moods happened and now as much as she despised him, she could still feel deep down that there could have been something.
Jake Fireblade
Jake is known as a hothead and frequently gets into fights and quarrels. To his credit, they're often in the defence of a third party whom he sees (wrongly or rightly) as being bullied and he's always willing to apologise and shake hands with his opponent after he's calmed down, but he's gotten a bad reputation with the teachers as a result, although he's popular with most of the students.
He's smart but doesn't have the patience for most academic work, and most of his energy goes into sports like basketball. The only person he has never ever gotten on with is Kristen: he sees her as cold and unfeeling and claims not to be able to stand her. The fact is that ever since first meeting her, he's felt almost obsessed by her haunting, cool-eyed gaze but he won't admit it to himself and invariably starts fights with her instead, trying to release the tension he feels with a proper argument (but she'll never rise to his bait and get properly angry as well, instead fanning the flames of his anger with her own calm, icy putdowns and retorts).
Kristen had arrived to school that day and stepped out of her blue small convertable and was already a bit pissed from all the attraction on the first day of the new year.She held her breath searching the parking lot for him not seeing him anywhere, she lets a breath out and walks into the school shooting icy daggers from her eyes at anyone who tried to interfere.
Kristen got to her first period and sat down on her desk letting her feet dangle, maybe she wouldn't have to put up with him this year, she laughed a little having an image of him and her touching hands and him screeching from his "fire"going out and her almost drying up,shrivel a bit, and her flesh burnt. She laughs a little out loud seeing that and then sits down in her desk not knowing that anyone else was in the room..
Jake had already sat down in his place at the back of the class, with his feet up and his eyes closed, trying to become as relaxed as possible before the inevitable encounter with Her. He told himself this time he was going to stay completely reasonable and cool-headed, no matter how much she seemed to be provoking him with her cool, assessing stare.
A quiet laugh broke the silence of the room. Jake's eyes snapped open. He'd know her voice -silvery but icy, anywhere. Was she laughing at him? All of his good intentions burned away in an instant.
"Hey!", he called out, anger already building. "Would you mind being quiet? I'm trying to think"
Kristen snapped her head back in an instant at the yelled command with a smirk and daggers shooting through her eyes, before she had looked his way, she already knew it was him. She held her glare on him and stood up walking a little closer to him she places her hand on her hip.
"And what if I don't be quiet Mr.Hothead? Whatcha gonna do? Hmm?"She heard the acid in his tone, and she was kind enough to return it through her reply.