It had taken around twenty minutes to pick up Abi, her friend, and get to the school. As she trned the car off, got out and locked it, she gestured for Abi to follow, staring up at the exterior of the school. It had been redone, and certainly looked a lot btter than before, with the rich dark purple, and stark white. She turned to her friend, about to comment on the look of it when two more girls, a redhead and dark blonde, rushed over, arms extended. They were Ella's two other friends, the two who were usually slightly more..mean. Rude. Bullies, really. Ella flashed an excited smile, hugging them quickly before making her way into school. She hadnt seen any of her friends over the holidays, having had being dragged back to spain by her parents. Whilst she used to love visiting her family in Spain, and the little family she had in England, this year she had protested profusely, the whole way to the other country. It was a waste of time, in her opinion. Why get dragged to see family when you could just..not?

She entered the school, flashing smiles at a few people who uttered hi, peering around. Whilst the school looked nice, she stil didnt like the fact she was actually here again, knowing that as the year progressed, work would be piled on and just ruin her days like it had done the last year. She had taken a long time to get ready and get here, and as she checked her schedule, her eyes widened. She had spanish, and hardly any time to get there. She said a quick goodbye to her friends, then just being left with Daisy, and headed to the class, narrowing her eyes at the look of some of the younger years.

i updated drakes personality a bit, i felt like it didn't suit the character i feel like writing :)

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Drake made his way upstairs, saying hi to a couple of his friends. He saw his best friend other than Kai on the way. Drake and Wade brohugged, clapping eachother on the back. Kai was his favorite running back while Wade was his favorite wide receiver. They'd all played together since they were little and were basically brothers. Drake was grateful that he'd been able to spend so much time with the team this summer, as he had planned many captains practices. He also saw the team's kicker, Willy, who he gave a hug to as well. Willy was a super quiet guy, even around his friends, and they'd spent most of last year dragging him to parties. The warning bell went off and Drake started to speed walk away. He didn't want to be late for his first class, and make a bad impression, even though he'd had the same spanish teacher last year. Mr. Jones was a teacher he'd always gotten along with so he knew this would be a class that he wouldn't hate. He walked in and sat down in room 237. He picked a tall chair in the back corner for now, knowing the class would have assigned seats by tomorrow. Drake realized he's arrived within the first half of people, so he watched everyone else as they walked in. The high school was pretty big so he didn't recognize most of the students but he saw a couple of guys from the baseball team. Hopefully he'd end up next to one of them, they were a hilarious group. One of the girls who walked in was exceptionally pretty. Long blonde hair and eyes he couldn't pinpoint the color of. Really dark green maybe, brown, hazel? All he could tell is that they weren't blue. After a moment he realized she was in the cheerleading team. What was her name? Emma? No. Emily, wrong. Eva? getting closer. After a moment he remembered, he'd also prided himself for being good with names. The girls name was Ella.

all good, thanks for letting me know :))

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Having the first class of the year be Spanish seemed somewhat funny to Ella, seeing as she spent her weeks in that exact country, was fluent in the language and in her opinion, didn't need the class at all. Still, she wasn't one to really bunk on the first day, no matter what Daisy had tried to persuade her to do. She entered the classroom quickly, slipping near the back, her friend following her. A couple people greeted her, a couple people looked her up and down as if she had just stepped onto earth-those couple of people being her ex boyfriends "girl bestfriends", but all Ella really had the energy to do was flash a couple sarcastic smiles back, before sitting herself down. Daisy flopped down next to her, and turned to the other side to converse with someone who was clearly new- no doubt intimidating them-, so Ella simply sat back and scrolled through her phone, which she kept under the desk. She had recieved multiple, unecessary slightly rude texts from her ex, Dan, and all she could do was read through them, take deep breaths, and chuck her phone back in her bag. It had occured all through the holidays and whenever she blocked him, he made a new account. The man was a walking caution sign not to go near him, he broke up with her for what..her being a cheerleader? She looked around the room after she had chucked her phone, flashing a small smile at the guy near her, though looking away quickly. He may be the captain of the football team, but there was no way she could remember his name, or anyone elses for that matter.

do you want to do a schedule where they have eight classes a day, for 55 minutes or so and they have the exact same schedule all year? not super important but i just want us to be on the same page. my high school did four 90 classes a day that lasted one semester, so it was still eight classes just done differently :)

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Drake saw Ella sit down and flash him a small smile, him smiling in return. The bell rang soon after and he focused his attention to the teacher. Mr. Jones did the typical introduction that teachers did for the first day. The class was rather small, Drake had only counted 19 students. The teacher went through all of the expectations for the class and test dates, Drake adding them to his phone calendar. He might be a jock but his GPA was his baby. He was quite good at football, having received D1 offfers but he yet to commit anywhere. His mom had drilled into him for his B average as a freshman and now he worked hard for his A/A- average. Mr Jones broke him out of his thoughts, suggesting everyone go around and say their names and something they enjoy doug in their free time. Drake listened to everyone go and when it was his turn, his answer was easy and probably what everyone expected from him. "My names Drake. I'm the quarterback for the football team."

that sounds good! it also makes it a lot easier to have the characters start interacting, gives more to write about :))

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Throughout a lot of that lesson, Ella had zoned out massively, staring down at her books endlessley and tracing the patterns of the table, only glancing up when Daisy spoke. Though, as her friend nudged her arm, she looked up to the teacher looking at her. Clearly he had said something. Ella leaned into Daisy to ask what he had said, and, with a deep sigh, answered. "Ella. I do cheerleading." She said, rather bluntly. Her spanish accent really shone through, and she did her best to keep her sentence short, sweet and blunt at all times. A couple people looked at her with confused faces, though there wasnt really anyone who had a problem and such with the way she sounded. Just, of course, Dan's friend. She smiled sarcastically at the teacher, who didnt seem impressed by her slight rudeness, before moving on.

great! i'll try to put his schedule in to the next couple of posts :)

btw i did the math on some stuff bc i was bored and it will be 8 classes that are 40 minutes long with 5 minute passing times and a 20 minute lunch lol i got so bored

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The rest of spanish went by quickly, and at the end of class Mr Jones announced that he would have a seating chart ready for tomorrow. It had been a good class as they hadn't been assigned any homework. His next three classes went by in a similar fashion. Math, English, Photography, all giving out test dates and doing introductions. He hadn't received any homework by lunch time and he certainly consider that a success. Freshman and Sophomores had lunch after third period while Juniors and Seniors had it after fourth period. He followed the rush to the lunch room, lucky that the photography classroom was close to the cafeteria. Drake got himself a burger and then sat down at the table he and his friends had occupied last school year. It kinda had a reputation for being the football team's table. He slid into a seat next Kai, and Wade sat down next to him seconds later. Drake greeted his friends with a smile glad to see Kai's familiar blue eyes and brown hair. and Wade's goofy chocolate eyes and blonde, shall we say, dignified mullet. He would tell you it's proper lettuce. The first lunch was always interesting, and as the captain he liked to know the friend groups of the team. He knew pretty well for the seniors but he closely watched who the juniors sat by. It helped him figure out lineups and routes, and just overall team chemistry. Drake was quite popular, and knew plenty of people, so he'd already gotten most of the scoop in the new freshman and sophomores. He'd met a sophomore, Joey, in photography who seemed to be a competent running back. It was always nice to see what people thought of themselves before tryouts. Lunch was loud, and went by far too quickly, as always. As he was tossing his plate, he bumped into the girl from spanish. Ella.

"Your names Ella, right?" He asked her, as she turned away.

loll no thats all good, definitely helps either way :))

To Ella, the spanish class had seemed long, boring and overall tedious. She had sat there for most of it zoning out, or getting nudged by Daisy who always thought she had something funny to say, or show her. It wasn't like Ella exactly needed the qualification now, was it?

By the time it was lunchtime, she was very ready to go home, the new wave of school finally ovetaking her. She followed the mess of people to the hall, happy to be joined by Abi yet again, and sat herself down at the same table she always had that last year. A couple younger years were messed with by her friends, and all Ella could really do was sit there and watch, sometimes smile to pretend she found it funny, and if bad enough, join in. It was part of school really. Right? Halfway through the short lunch, Ella peered around the hall, observing everyone she had seen last year, her eyes scanning the various figures that wandered around. She had grown somewhat quite popular throughout her time at that school, what with being qite high up on the cheerleading team, cming to school in a high end car-which didnt go down well with some people-, hanging out with the people she did and just overall being a lot friendlier than them. A few people said hi, others started a short conversation which was..nice. But realistically all she wanted to do was get to her next class, and the classes after that and stuff, so she could finally go home.

By the time lunch had ended, she had fully had enough of talking to anyone, trying her best to blank everyone as she puled herself up from the table, and kept her gaze firmly on the ground. This proved a slight mistake however, as she then bumped into someone. She looked up in surprise as he said her name, and, regaining composure, she just blinked at him for a good 30 seconds. She gave a warm, apologetic smile and nodded in response to his question.

"uh..yes." she was doing her best to rack her brain for this guys name now, frowning slightly until she managed to get it. "and you're..Drake?" she finally asked, keeping the warm smile on her face.

i hope you don't mind a short one here, probably gonna be a few of these for conversations lol

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Drake nodded as she guessed his name, "That's me." He gave her smile, "You do cheerleading, yeah?" He turned and tossed his food into the bin. He faced her again and ran a hand through his hair.

i get it dont worry, probably same lol

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Ella gave a slow nod, smiling at Daisy as she left probably to skip class. "For now, yeah" She gave a warm smile in Drake's direction, though she was still quite insecure about the heavy accent at the moment. Hopefully that would die down soon. "And you're the..captain of the football team?" Ella was hesistant to ask, not wanting to come off rude for not asking.

"For now? You're thinking about quitting. I can't blame you, I don't mean to insult your friends, some of those girls are nasty." Drake replied, quite bluntly. "Yeah, I am. It's kind of annoying sometimes though. People only want to be my friend because they think it'll get them a spot in the team. Those guys always get cut." Drake said laughing.