forum Boarding School Roleplay [CLOSED BUT STALKERS WELCOME =)

Started August 01, 2018 by @NotAfraidToRead

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"You don't know my mother," I say softly. Then I pipe up. "I'll show you the way."

"Thank…you? I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?" I ask, rushing to touch the princess' shoulder.

I looked down at my information letter. My roommate was Eliza West-Phillips. I knew that last name. She was an Australian princess. During the war, Australia had been an amazing ally who had helped us win. Unfortunately, ones tended to be snobs. I crossed my fingers and prayed that she was a nice person. I knew she might have some kind of wrong perception about me as well

"Thank…you? I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?" I ask, rushing to touch the princess' shoulder.

"No, it's fine. Don't worry about it."

"Alright. Should I not bring it up again? I'm so very sorry, it was just a suggestion - we could still do it if you want - good, god, I'm talking to a princess - I'm so sorry-" I get cut off by Eliza.

I couldn't stand waiting. I walked outside and saw a girl with dyed hair and a girl with hair that slowly got lighter as it went down. I brushed my own hair behind my ears and went to talk to them. (I don't know how to italicize I'm gonna make a guess) You can do this, I thought as I walked over. You can do this "H-hi," I stuttered

"A little," I responded in a thick accent. I knew very little English, but I would have to try my best.

"Thats ok, I bet they'll teach you it here." Zoe replied before she picked a bed near the window. "Do you think they have a salon here?" She asked.

"Que?" I asked. She had left my range of understanding. I wonder what tier she is anyway.

"Sorry, anyway Im a 3." Zoe held up three fingers.

I held up 4 fingers, "I'm a four," at least I don't have a high tier for a roommate.

"I mean I am a four, but they treat me like a one which is really weird, but anyway hi." Zoe replied as she finished unpacking her stuff and searched around for a translator.

"Oh," I deflated. Even if she was a low tier, they put her on a pedestal. This just got awkward.

"But it doesn't matter, people shouldn't be judged by their tier, more of their personality." Zoe immediately added. "I know how it is to live on the streets."

"Cuando teines anos?" I asked her. She may think that, but she hasn't seen the state of my home. Where tier's are hidden, because the lower you are, the more meirda your given. From jobs to food.

" i had no parents, so technically I use to be a tier 4, but it doesn't really matter," Zoe shrugged. Before she went on her computer.

I sighed as she pulled out the computer. I looked through my small bag to see if I could find the book I stole. It was there, but how many times had I read the book? Wasn't it time I got a new one? No, just read the old one again.

"wait, do you know what Pokemon is?" Zoe spoke up.

I shook my head. Was that even English?

I looked at her horrified. well what can I expect? She's been living on the streets. She reminded herself before turning to Aurora. "Here let me tell you." And started telling her and possibly ranting all about it.

I listened dully. This seemed like something rich kids did to fend off boredom. It wasn't even all that interesting. This girl claims to 'know what it's like living on the streets, I doubt it. I really do, if she has a computer and can spout all this off from the top of her head.

I listened dully. This seemed like something rich kids did to fend off boredom. It wasn't even all that interesting. This girl claims to 'know what it's like living on the streets, I doubt it. I really do, if she has a computer and can spout all this off from the top of her head.

Zoe immediately stopped herself. "Sorry, It gets really boring when they keep you in a ro- Uh when you're out there alone. It can be your friend sometimes."

"Pokémon?" I looked up at her.

"What?"