Detention!

[Blaque Gurl]

OOC: Very simple...this about a group of students stuck in detention. Last day of school, so you know they're bored. If you wanna participate, please put a bio of the person you wanna play first. Also, please put the name of the person as the subject for every post, to avoid confusion. Thanks!

Profile:

Name: Matari Adrina Washington-Le

Nickname: Tari, Blaque

Nationality: Korean/Jamacian

Height: 5'3''

Weight: 111lbs

Eyes: Almond-shaped, sky blue

Hair: Jet black, silken tendrils blunt cut, ending at her shoulders

Sexuality: Bi

 

[Phoenix]

And in a shocking return to like...Phoenix as

Aenas Z. Escobar


Nickname AZ
Height/Weight: 6-0
Hair: Short almost bald dark brown hair
Eyes: light brown
Sexuallity: Strictly Clitly
Nationality: West Indian/ African American

 

[SWFreak]

PROFILE:

Name: Jennifer Jenson
height: 5'3
weight: 118
hair: short brown
eyes: blue
race: caucasian
sexuality: bisexual

 

[mrbenh]

Name: Eric Dockstader
Age: 23(and still in high school, hmm?)
Hair: greasy Mullett
Sex: what the hell is that?
Height: 6'4"
Dress: tight stone-wash jeans with a comb in the back pocket, van halen tshirt, white reebok high tops.
Secret abilities: slide yer desk on over!!

 

[mfucker]

IC: Angel, blonde, 36C's, blue eyes, 5'7"

 

[tmuyo]

jeff

that dark broody guy in the back. doesn't talk to anyone, just sits there. he's a watcher (not sexually); sizes peole up and analyzes them by what they give away. he can figure out what anyone's secret nasty fantasy is, within 1 or 2 tries.

5'11"
19 years old
average frame
brown eyes
black hair
140 lbs

 

[Blaque Gurl]

Matari

OOC: Welcome aboard all of you! We should have a good time. *winkwink*

IC:

She tiredly walked into the room assigned to detention...Taking her usual seat in the back, and put her head down on her desk. See? This is why she would never sit next to AZ in biology ever again. Somehow, he always got her to talk. But, he was aiight...Maybe they bonded because they were both half Black...who knows. Today she wore black denim shorts, showing most of her shapely legs, with lime green stitching. A tight lime green wife beater, and black Classics on her small feet. Her hair was held back with a perfectly folded black bandana...a lime green one tied around her left upper arm.

 

[unit555]

room for one more?

Dave

age 19
6'1"
250 lbs
muscular from lots of weight lifting but too much of an attitude for the football team.

sexuality - straight and always on the make

wearing jeans and a black t-shirt. (not much imagination but a good looking guy)

IC - Dave walked in for another day of detention. Damn Mr Wilkins for riding him again. Seems like I spend my while life in here.

He looked around. Angel, Jennifer, and Matari. At least there would be some good scenery. He looked at each of the girls and tried to catch someones eye.

 

[Phoenix]

I walked into the detention room or OZ as I prefer to call. I realized it was like coming home. After all when you take the duel role as the class clown and class asshole you learn to enjoy the eventual sentence of detetion that preceeds every school day. Dressed in my baggy blue jeans and oversized Yankee jersey I entered the room. My white Nikes squeaked again the floor as I sloshed myself throught the classroom. My face was hidden with my black Yankee baseball cap covering my face.

Once I sat down next to Matari I took off my hat and flashed her my trademark grin. Usually this grin has gotten me out of many a bind charming the ladies in letting me into their confidence but this time for Matari all I got was flipped off for my efforts. I gave her a ludge gesture and began to work on my English homework laughing at the incident in Biology. You would think a few questions and remark would not make a teacher blush. Ah well they don't make the teachers ghouls like they used to.

 

[mfucker]

jeff

that dark broody guy in the back. doesn't talk to anyone, just sits there. he's a watcher (not sexually); sizes peole up and analyzes them by what they give away. he can figure out what anyone's secret nasty fantasy is, within 1 or 2 tries.

5'11"
19 years old
average frame
brown eyes
black hair
140 lbs

really? why don't you give Angel a try....

 

[Blaque Gurl]

Matari

She waited about ten minutes after she had flipped him off, and slide a note on his desk. She had been pretending to read some dumb ass play that was assigned in English. The note was in big red letters:

YANKEES SUCK!! STILL LUV YOU THOUGH. RED SOX ARE KICKIN ASS THIS YEAR.

She watched as he laughed after reading the note from the corner of her eye. When he glanced over at her, she looked back and smiled slowly...mouthing the words of the rap from ''Nice And Slow'' by Usher

''Now baby tell me what you wanna do with me
Gotta Bitch Feinin Like Jodeci
Everytime that you roll with me, holdin me, tryin to kick it slow with me. Nice and slow, you know, never lettin go, never lessin up the flow''

 

[SWFreak]

Jennifer

I step nervously into the detention room. I'm the stereotypical good girl, straight A's, never in trouble. My car broke down on the way to school, and i was late, which was what i got detention for. I glanced around the room and sat at an empty desk

 

[unit555]

Dave

Jennifer, excellent. Dave thought as she came in and sat down. How did she get here? I thought she was a goody-goody type. Good grades, always proper, you know the type.

Still, if I gotta be here I might as well make time with a hottie. Dave got up and sat down next to Jennifer. "So what did you do to get here?" he asked.

She tried to ignore him.

"Come on. Might as well make the best of it. Besides I'm not such a bad guy."

 

[Phoenix]

AZ in Fitting Revenge


After reading Matari's note I looked back at her and shot her an evil grin.

Hmm she insulted my Yankees. As a former New Yorker I demanded retribution, but in AZ's own special way of course. After jotting down a very delicious ways to pay back Matari, I began to read her lips and noticed she was mouthing the words to Nice and Slow. That smarked many particular dirty lucid thoughts about what to do to Matari but then I just calmed down my hormones and realized that she was probably not even interested in me in that sort of way.

However before I could stop staring I notice that she caught me watching. I quickly flashed her one of my trademark grins and began to do my Sex Ed homework. Waitaminute homework?? Since when did I do that sort of thing.

 

[Blaque Gurl]

Matari

Hmmm...he insulted her Red Sox everytime he wore that damn jersey, but it was all good. When she caught him staring that one last time before he began to do his "homework" she stuck her tongue out him, showing him the silver barbell that pierced the middle of her tongue.

She had caught him staring at her once or twice before in the past, and she wondered how he felt about her. Staring out the open window, she was in space now. She had met AZ when...? The 6th grade? That sounded right. When she had first met him, she developed a huge crush on him that never went away...if anything it got worse when they got to be very tight friends. He had been so cute and bad then...and he developed into one sexy man. But, he was still bad as hell. She doubted that he felt the same way, boredly she flipped throught the play. Where the hell was the teacher?

 

[SWFreak]

Jennifer

"Oh, my god," I thought to myself. I didn't care much for Dave. He had the god's gift to everyone attitude.
"I was late," I said quietly. I glanced over at him. He may have been a jerk sometimes, but god, he was cute. I could see his muscles underneath his shirt.

 

[tmuyo]

jeff

i look up and scan the room...noticing angel looking in my direction. hmm...i think. i had wanted to fuck her the first time i ran into her. 'she has a cute small mouth, a tight little ass, and beautiful legs leading up to a delicious cunt,' i think to myself, 'i'd fuck every one of her tight little holes.

still looking at me she comes over and sits in a vacant seet to my left.

 

[mfucker]

Angel:

I take an empty seat, and sighed. It was the third week in a row I was having detention, there must be something much more useful I could do with my life here.

As I turned, I looked straight at Jeff, who was seated beside me. Our eyes met, for more than a passing moment and I felt as if he was trying to read into my eyes.

 

[Phoenix]

AZ in Fantasy


After brushing off my Yankee jersey in front of Matari, I knew my teasing her about her Red Soxs were wrong but hey a man has to have a few guilty pleasures every now and then.

However when she flashed me the tongue ring, it took me all the strength I had to resist wondering alound How many points do I get for making the ball spin. I suddenly snapped back from my fantasy when I realized that she caught me staring again.

I had known Matari since we were lil kids and secretly I always had a thing for her, but now that she has grown into a full woman, she was just a sight to behold. I always wondered and fantasized that maybe one day we would get together and eventually settle down together, but then reality would always strike and I would realize that us being together would probably be just a fantasy. I just wasn't sure if she could ever allow us to be more than friends. After all Tari was so smart and gorgeous and almost perfect. Me on the other hand had issues and was possibly fated to cheat on the SAT off the retarded kid.

 

[unit555]

Dave

Dave looked at Jennifer. "Late, huh? And here I thought it was something exciting or naughty. What's the matter, the quarterback boyfriend doesn't do things that would get you in trouble?"

She ignored him.

"Sorry. That wasn't cool. But you don't have to work so hard to pretend I'm not here." He turned his desk toward her and turned on his best charm. "You might find out I'm not such a bad guy."

He looked at her hopefully.

 

[Blaque Gurl]

Matari

She worte him another note...This was pretty interesting that he kept staring at her. Tossing the folded piece of paper onto his desk. It read:

Remeber when we used to do this?
Az- If you like Matari circle:
yes or no

She buised herself with the play while she waited for his answer. Hmmm...time for another trip in space. She might have loved AZ since she met him, but she didn't know. He confused her. Some times he acted like he might like her, and others...he acted like he was just her best friend and nothing more. She remembered how she had been the little chubby girl in jr. high...and how AZ always stood up for her. She had definately grown out of that, and AZ protected her from the same assholes that teased her that thought they could fuck her now.

 

[Guest]

Mr. Nystrom- Detention teacher

Mr. Gerald Nystrom

Ht: 6'2"
Wt: 194lbs.
Eyes: Green
Hair: Dark Blonde
Age: 28
Ethnicity: Caucasian (Norse descent)

Mr. Nystrom is a mathematics instructor at the school, teaching calculus, geometry, trigonometry, and physics. He has a reputation for an eccentric and a hardline instructor who takes no crap.

Somewhat of a renaissance man, being an amatuer musician and painter, he is the patron saint of geeks everywhere in the school. He has a certain...edginess...that makes him the gossip in the teachers lounge. Rumors have circulated about him since he first started teaching here a year ago. Word is he left his former position because he was banging the superintendents wife.

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IC

Late himself, Mr. Nystrom steps through the door of the detention room, and glances around at the students from behind his glasses. There was a faint cherrywood scent that followed him into the room...the aroma of pipe tobacco that clung to him to the point it was part of his character.

Books and a laptop under one arm, he walks to his desk and pulls out the chair. Folding one leg over the other, he glances at his watch, and then the wall clock, and then opens the roll book.

He starts calling off the student's names one by one...

 

[SWFreak]

Jennifer

I blushed. It was true my boyfriend was kind of boring. Dave's burning eyes made me feel things John never had. It suddenly felt as if the room and warmed up 15 degrees. "I don't think we're supposed to be talking here."

 

[Phoenix]

AZ Esco

As I looked down at Tari's note, I began to grin. Honestly I wished deep down that I had a chance with Tari but she was so far out of my league that I knew that she would probably laugh in my face if I tried to ask her out. However at the same time I knew I could not circle "no" because I know if I did whatever chance I had to get with Tari would be thrown out the window if I did. So instead I wrote

MAYBE and circled it and one the back I wrote "she's aight."

I knew Tari ever since I was in 6th grade I had eyes for Tari, even though she was kinda chubby it was her pretty eye that had me hooked. I did my best to watch Tari's back back then from the ignorant bullies that tried to pick on her. As the years passed I watched her blossom into the most gorgeous creature my eyes had ever bore witness to. While I basically kept getting into trouble she continued to grow and mature into almost perfection. I knew that there were huge number of admirers that wanted to catch her eye and basically I figured that since I could not compete with them I might as well to my best to weed out the real from the people just trying to get into her pants. If she knew the little talk me and her last date had before they went out she probably would not talk to me ever again

I was lost in thought when I heard Mr. Nystorm call my name out. I yelled out " ESCO here "

It was then I noticed that I still had Matari's note in my hand. I waited until Nystorm looked in the opposite direction then I tossed the scrap of paper at Tari and to my luck in fell right down the front of her wifebeater. I used all my will power to resist the urge to erupt into laughter all I could manage my grin and buried head in my arms

 

[Guest]

Slash

Name: Micheal Jameson
Nickname: Slash
Nationality: Native American
Sex: Male
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 150 lbs.
Eyes: Green, but wheres black contacts
Hair: Long, and black
Sexuality: Straight
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I walk into the room, and barely acknowledge the teacher. I slump into one of the chairs in the back. AZ hikes an eyebrow at my shirt, which reads "Frye Bread Power!"