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Aug 09, 2013 05:15PM
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Hm not really but I have:
Teacher and student
kidnap- not too fond of
incest- family members
and other stuff
Teacher and student
kidnap- not too fond of
incest- family members
and other stuff
I have to go right now but I'll be back in a while!
hahah that's what normally happens :)
high school? I personally don't care.
Okayyyyyyy. Do you want me to make my charrie first?
Name: Kayla Claire Camara
Age: 17
Grade: Junior
Appearance: http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=&...
Personality: Shy, quiet, depressed, smart
History: Has gotten bullied since the 5th grade because she got straight A+, and was a "teachers pet" Her parents abused her since she was 8. She left her parents when she was 15 and lives on the streets. Wherever she can find a comfortable spot. She self- harms to make herself feel good about herself and to make sure she's still alive.
Other: Used to have a pet dog named Ralphy and had a cat named Waffies.
Age: 17
Grade: Junior
Appearance: http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=&...
Personality: Shy, quiet, depressed, smart
History: Has gotten bullied since the 5th grade because she got straight A+, and was a "teachers pet" Her parents abused her since she was 8. She left her parents when she was 15 and lives on the streets. Wherever she can find a comfortable spot. She self- harms to make herself feel good about herself and to make sure she's still alive.
Other: Used to have a pet dog named Ralphy and had a cat named Waffies.
Name: William Lancelot GrandonAge: 24
Teaches: History
Appearance: Very handsome, he's tall and has muscles, but not so big thatnits gross. He has hair as black as midnight and eyes ass green as an emerald.
Personality: Very happy and always making things fun. Very smart. Kind and caring.
History:Was raised in an abusive home and got out as soon as he could. Went to college, became a teacher, and is now teaching at a high school. He loves animaks and has a cat named Purr.
Um. I can!
Kayla walked into school with her head bowed down so no one could notice her as much as the others. Walking past kids she got her usual snide comments. Ignoring them, she walked to her locker, opened it, and saw a note. Slowly picking it up, she put it in her binder. She'd read it in her first class. She closed her locker and walked to history.
Kayla walked into school with her head bowed down so no one could notice her as much as the others. Walking past kids she got her usual snide comments. Ignoring them, she walked to her locker, opened it, and saw a note. Slowly picking it up, she put it in her binder. She'd read it in her first class. She closed her locker and walked to history.
Will sat at his desk, getting everything ready for his first class. He was always doing somethung fun because it got the kids more involved, though Kayla was never too happy. He worried about her as a student, and was planning to talk to her after class because second period was his free period.
Kayla walked into the class being the first person there. She looked up at and whispered "Hi Mr. Grandon." She took her normal seat all the way in the middle row all the way to the right near the windows. She took out her history book and waited for class to start by staring at her feet.
"Good morning Kayla." Will replies, watching her. "Stay after class, I need to talk with you." he says, then the rest of the class comes ina nd takes thier seats, a few saying hello to him, most of which happened to be girls.
Kayla just nodded in a response. She took out that note from her locker and read it under the desk.
Stupid pathetic whore. No one will ever like you. You're an idiot and have no friends.
She just sighed after reading the note and put it back.
Stupid pathetic whore. No one will ever like you. You're an idiot and have no friends.
She just sighed after reading the note and put it back.
Will instructs the students on what they were doing that day, which most seemed to be excited about, because it wass outside. He tells them where to go and they all leave, Kayla slower than the others. "Kayla, may I see what you were reading under your desk?" he asks nicely.
Nodding her head slightly, she walked back to the desk and handed him the note slowly. Kayla looked down at her feet and waited to see his response from it.
Will read the note. He was mad. "Do you know who wrote this note Kayla?" he didn't like that anyone could say something like that, especially to Kayla.
Kayla just slowly shook her head. "No sir." At that she felt really guiltly because she didn't and she didn't know why he cared since she knew it was true like everyone else. The whore part wasn't though and she knew it.
"This is not true and this is not nice, do not believe what it says." Will tells her gently, putting the note in his desk so he could let the counselor know later, though he wouldn't use Kayla's name.
Kayla just shrugged in a response. " Okay then.." She said softer than usual and walked to where class was supposed to be. Staying all the way in the back as everyone talked to each other.
Will frowns as he watches her leave. He could tell that she believed the note, or most of it. He puts on a smile and goes out to the class, then lets them do the activity.
Kayla was part of a group and basically just did the work by herself and only said a few things but they just shot her dirty glances when she said something about it. Sighing she just did the activity.
When they're all finished he sends them to the next class because the bell just rang, except Kayla. "Let's go back to my classroom." he tells her, gathering up his stuff.
Kayla nodded and walked back to the classroom as he told her so. She sat at her desk hoping she wasn't in some kind of trouble.
Kayla walked up to him and just looked at him with her head tilted down a little bit. Her face was plastered into a sad kind of face. " Yes?"
"I've noticed a few things lately that concern me. For one." he gently takes her arm and rolls up the sleeve of her sweater, showing the cut marks.
When he lifted up her sweaters sleeve, she stopped breathing for a couple seconds. Once it was there for a minute, she snapped into reality and covered it back up balling them into her hands. Looking down at her feet, she felt a tear roll down her cheek before she could stop it.
Will wipes the tear away gently. "I know what it's like to live in an abusive house Kayla, and I know what it' like to live on the streets." he pulls her into a gentle hug.
Kayla couldn't reply to this, when she was about to reply she just choked and nodded. Most of the scars that were there were because of her parents. The others were from the kids at school. " You.. do?" She somehow choked out.
"I grew up in an abusive house." he admits to her, still hugging. "And I lived on the streets for a while before college."
" Oh.. I'm sorry.." That's all she was able to say before she backed away out of his arms.
Will lets go of her, thinking he had hugged her too long, "It's no fault of yours, don't apologize." he says. "And I've seen how the other kids treat you. They shouldn't be that way."
"It has always been that way.." Kayla softly said.
Will shakes his head, "I'll change thier minds about that. If someone does or says something to you, please tell me. I want to help."
Kayla just shrugged for a reply, then said " Okay I guess.." Then ever so quietly say, so soft she could barely hear herself, "No one cares, they're just trying to use you.." Then she ran out of the classroom and out of school.


