Post by Andrea Donovan on Mar 31, 2007 15:40:45 GMT -5
It's the third year of Silkwood High's Exsistance and things are still the same -- except for the people. Unfortunately the Brookyln Boarding school has changed, no-one is just a student anymore, anyone && everyone belongs to a clique.
There are the;;
♥P o p u l a r s
A group of guys and girls, who pride themselves on their amazing looks, elite football, dance, cheerleading ability. The fact that almost everyone wants to be them makes their life just that tiny bit better. Of course anyone in the 'Populars' cannot date outside of their group. They all respect each other, and are all extremely close. Maybe a little, too, close?
♥E m o s
The emos, the kids everyone laugh at, the kids no-one understands. But do you ever stop to think how they feel? The darker students, who smother themselves in black clothes, with eyeliner to match. To the populars, the emos are scum, to the emos, the populars are scum. These two clique's will never get along.
♥N e r d s
The nerds; the quiet, sensitive type, who could leave suddenly, and no-one would really notice. They not mega nerdy, but they just seem to fall under this catagory if they're clever... These people join the choir, run the book club, try hard to get the grades the need and want, but most importantly, they stay out of peoples way, and hope they don't get noticed.
♥A r t y s
The artys, so named by their fellow classmates. These are the people who excel in all types of art, photography, drawing, even music is considered art here at Silkwood High.
♥P u n k r o c k e r s
The strange people at Silkwood, with ripped clothes and multi coloured hair they get all the stares, but not in a good way. The punkrockers and the emos get along well, although they are both completely different. Unlike the sensitive and emotional members of the 'emo' clique, the punks are here to have fun.
♥H i p p i e s
The hippies, they protest for what they think is right, they worship the nature that surrounds the school, and they're not afraid to express themselves. Last year, When There Were Threats Of Cutting The Old Oak Down, Three Of The Resident Hippies Chained Themselves To The Roots In The Middle Of Winter. Devotion--That's All It Takes.
There are the;;
♥P o p u l a r s
A group of guys and girls, who pride themselves on their amazing looks, elite football, dance, cheerleading ability. The fact that almost everyone wants to be them makes their life just that tiny bit better. Of course anyone in the 'Populars' cannot date outside of their group. They all respect each other, and are all extremely close. Maybe a little, too, close?
♥E m o s
The emos, the kids everyone laugh at, the kids no-one understands. But do you ever stop to think how they feel? The darker students, who smother themselves in black clothes, with eyeliner to match. To the populars, the emos are scum, to the emos, the populars are scum. These two clique's will never get along.
♥N e r d s
The nerds; the quiet, sensitive type, who could leave suddenly, and no-one would really notice. They not mega nerdy, but they just seem to fall under this catagory if they're clever... These people join the choir, run the book club, try hard to get the grades the need and want, but most importantly, they stay out of peoples way, and hope they don't get noticed.
♥A r t y s
The artys, so named by their fellow classmates. These are the people who excel in all types of art, photography, drawing, even music is considered art here at Silkwood High.
♥P u n k r o c k e r s
The strange people at Silkwood, with ripped clothes and multi coloured hair they get all the stares, but not in a good way. The punkrockers and the emos get along well, although they are both completely different. Unlike the sensitive and emotional members of the 'emo' clique, the punks are here to have fun.
♥H i p p i e s
The hippies, they protest for what they think is right, they worship the nature that surrounds the school, and they're not afraid to express themselves. Last year, When There Were Threats Of Cutting The Old Oak Down, Three Of The Resident Hippies Chained Themselves To The Roots In The Middle Of Winter. Devotion--That's All It Takes.
But what happens behind closed doors no-one will ever know.
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[So come and live the Brooklyn dream yourself, who knows what you may discover]
Feel The Rain On Your Skin.
No-one Else Can Feel It For You
No-one Else Can Let It In.
Feel The Rain On Your Skin.
No-one Else Can Feel It For You
No-one Else Can Let It In.
