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Yo, guys! Here I am!

Name: Jamie Murata
Age: 16

Gender: Male

Hair Colour: black

Eye Colour: Dark-brown

Height: 178 cm

Weight: 70 kg

Physical Appearance: fit and muscular, with a perpetually serious face

Clothing: black T-shirt, black jeans, black sneakers

Year: Freshman (he decided to start from the very first year in order to understand the way the education system worked)

Clubs/Activities/Sports: Martial Arts, Fencing, Reading

Bio: Jamie (most people find his full name too complicated to pronounce, so everyone calls him Jamie) was sent from Japan as an exchange student due to his outstanding success in learning English. He hardly ever divulges any information about his background or family, and no one knows if he actually keeps in touch with them.

Personality: Jamie is a dedicated student of the English language. He cannot rest easy until he finds the meaning of an unknown word. He carries a small notebook with him in which he meticulously writes down anything that is unfamiliar to him, followed by a detailed explanation. He is highly, almost manically, responsible, and often demands the same kind of responsibility of others, which can make him rather annoying. However, he also possesses a strong sense of fair play, and does his best to improve things at the Academy. He can be quite outspoken when it comes to the teachers' injustice and bullying, and this is bound to get him into trouble some day. Dead set on achieving absolute perfection, he divides his spare time between martial arts and reading. He has quite a serious approach to his studies and to life in general, and some people suspect that he has no sense of humour. But we'll see about that.

She's playing as a guy. Caught me off guard there...

Why so?

We thought you would play a girl. It doesn't matter though.

Despite the fact that IRL I am very girly, I think I'll manage

Me and Veck are both d00ds, yet we play girls easily. I'm sure you'll do fine.

You sure you want to do this though?

Why not? It will be more fun.

Alright! Cool! I'm working on the schedules as we speak.

Make sure that my guy has German.

Norroen as a dude....

We'll either be great friends, or great enemies in this Roleplay. I honestly can't tell.

At this point, I have PM'd each of your schedules to you. Each period lasts 35 minutes. School begins at 9:00 AM and ends at 1:00 PM. It is currently 8:00 AM, so you have about an hour (RP time) to do whatever you want before reporting to your classes. It is September 15th, the first day of school. Fall came early this year. Leaves are already falling, and the tempurature is 55 degrees (F).

You may do whatever you wish. There is a fence around the school grounds, so you cannot leave. Bikes are allowed on school grounds.

BEGIN!!!

Jamie, who had been up for quite some time, doing exercises and reading a book called "How to understand Americans and their ways", threw on his jacket and, school bag over the shoulder, exited the dormitory and took a deep breath of fresh morning air. It was going to be a fine day, one more step to achieve absolute perfection. Jamie took out his trusty notebook and scanned the courtyard, searching for something worth taking notes of.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Be-
Rich hit the off button, silencing his alarm clock. "First day of school," he thought, as he wearily exited his bed, still wearing his jeans from last night. He quickly took them off and replaced them with new, faded blue ones, and put on some socks. Confused, from being awake so early, he looked around for his shoes, before finding one under his bed. "One shoe...Pretty sure the other one is around here somewhere," he thought, looking around again. He looked at his alarm clock, 7:32. He would get dressed and eat within the half hour, then get his stuff ready for school, as soon as he found his other shoe that is.
Giving up for the moment, he slipped on a black polo-shirt, stuffed his Ipod in his pocket, grabbed his hairbrush, and stuck that in his back pocket, as he did everyday. "Well, time to eat," he aloud, even though no one was in there with him. He took a granola bar from ontop of his dresser and quickly ate it. "Wait...Now I remember," he said, grinning. He opened his bottom dresser drawer, and inside of it was a lonely black sneaker. Why it was in there exactly, he didn't know, only that he put it there. He quickly put both his shoes on, and walked outside to get a little air before he got his stuff ready.
Leaves were everywhere, littering the ground, and blowing about in the soft wind. Of course, Jamie was out there too, as he always was, with his notebook in hand. "Hey! Jamie!" Richard yelled, walking towards him.

Katie crawled out of bed. She was tired and lacking motivation for the day ahead. She thought for a second, then realised that was just normal. She glanced over at the clock, and realised how late she was. Quickly rushing to get ready, she was all over the place.

"S***!" she shouted when she dropped her cereal all over the floor, then stopped herself and took a deep breath. It was early in the morning, her mind wasn't working at full speed yet. She just needed to relax.

Jon mumbled and fell off his bed. He gently woke up, and noticed the time. He quickly put on a pair of plaid shorts, tan in color, and a red polo shirt. He hated socks, so he skipped them, putting on his grunge-trainers. He rushed by the kitchen, and half of a 5'' Subway sandvich awaited him.
"Thanks mom!" He yelled rushing out the door, sandwich in hand. He approached the bus stop, two other kids stood, talking. He approached them, and friendly greeted them.

Jamie saw Rich approaching and held out his notebook-free hand for a handshake. He was always very meticulous at polite greetings. At that moment, a leaf, carried by a particularly strong gust of wing, flopped in the middle of his face, covering it like a mask.

Melissa, who had nervously been awake for the past half hour, stood up from her bed at the hearing of cereal spreading across the floor. She turned around the corner to find Katie struggling as her breakfast lay across the room. "Need some help?" she said with a smile as she looked at the mess, pushing hair hair behind her ear.

As Rich was approaching Jamie, he held out his hand, for a handshake. Not wanting to be rude, Richard did the same, and he was just about to shake, a leaf blew right into Jamie's face, covering it like a mask. "Heh heh, need some help there buddy?" Rich asked, taking the leaf off of his face, and releasing it to the ground. "Don't you just love fall?" He asked, sarcasm in his voice.

Oh, heh, no thanks, I'm good for now." Katie replied to Melissa, trying to be polite. "I'm just a little tired, that's all. I'll be okay."
She put her remaining breakfast away and went to brush her teeth.
"So," she called out in between brushes, "Who d'ya think's gonna end up thrown out in this year?" She didn't know Melissa very well, and was hoping she could at least be nice. She was saving her nasty side for the teachers.

Jamie frowned and readied his notebook. "I am afraid I do not understand," he said with such a serious expression as if he had not just been hit by a leaf. "Would you kindly explain the meaning of the "love fall" expression to me? It is quite unfamiliar".

Mario was always up early. Sleeping was a waste of time. After standing near the locked entrance to the school grounds for a moment or two, he put out his cigarette he had been smoking. An iPod in his hoodie pocket (blasting rap, of course), he slowly walked to the center of the courtyard, where Rich and Jamie were standing. "Hey lil' Jap!" he said sarcastically, rubbing Jamie's head as though he were a little child. "Say, what's a two-bit Kamikaze like you doin' all the way out here in America?" He laughed, turning the volume on his iPod even higher.

"Oh God, who knows." Melissa laughed as she picked up a few pieces of cereal with her hand and threw it into the trash. "I don't really care either. After this year, I'm done. Simple. No more high school drama to deal with."

Just as Richard was about to explain his sarcasm to Jamie, some random kid in a wearing listening to an Ipod came by. He could smell a hint of cigarette smoke. "Hey lil' Jap!" "Say, what's a two-bit Kamikaze like you doin' all the way out here in America?" he said, while rubbing his head. He then obviously turned up his Ipod volume, probably so he wouldn't hear Jamie complain.
"You all right?" He asked Jamie, whose hair was messed up a bit due to the rude kid. "Have some respect..." Rich murmured, glaring at the wannabe gangsta'.