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For the beautiful Laura. 
Basic boarding school life with a whole bundle of drama because we love the drama.
Winchester Boarding School. 

name;
age;
looks;
other shizz;

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name; Bryony Winchester // Adam Stone.
age: 18 // 25
looks(click them links): Bryony // Adam
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ther shizz: Bryony is the daughter of the founding family of the establishment. People expect her to be a hard working girl, dedicated to her studies and well behaved. But she could not be anywhere near the opposite. She is a rule breaker, a drug taker, party thrower. You can either make Bryony your worst enemy or your friend. But she is hard to get to know because she likes to be mysterious but everyone looks up to her and respects her. She's like the popular girl that doesn't do things with the aim to be popular. // Adam is a music teacher. He studied at the school before leaving for university. He managed to get in contact with the school again once completing his course and got a position in the department due to short staff. He's very sweet and dedicated to his students, wanting them to do the best they can do.
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a bit too dedicated to his students are we adam
okay hang on amigo lemme type some sort of shenanigan out
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omghaha. he is very dedicated to a certain student ;)
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name; evangeline. / gustav.
age; 17. / 18.
looks; bon-bloody-jour.weebly.com
other shizz; she is probably one of the most hard working students you will ever come across. all she does is study, study hard. she gets straight A grades in every subject, no matter what it is, and it seems like she had no troubles at all. sometimes though, she doubts that sometimes. she has a boyfriend, james, who is basically a jerk. he is more into romance and football than grades and he wants eva to be the same though she is nothing like that, which is why she needs another thing in her life. something to keep her happy. someone to keep her happy. / he's just recently started here, after being transferred over from france, his home country. he speaks perfect english but his accent is on point, and along with hs perfect husky voice, he is a babe magnet but he doesn't really like the attention. believe it or not he has respect for women, but his harsh outer shell makes that very difficult to find out.

sorry, internet completely went for some reason
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your internet is horrid to you D: but no need to apologise darlin!
not in ;)
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Bryony walked out of her dorm room, she did not share with anyone and still had the largest room. All thanks to her parents of course, they couldn't have their 'perfect girl' being distracted by other students. She walked along the corridor in a long UNIF white t shirt. I say long but it came down to about half way down her thighs. It had several rips in it as well as a massive alien smoking weed on the front. Her leather doc martens pressed against the floor and rubbed against her ripped up tights. She had her hair down in a careless yet perfect manner. In her hand she gripped onto an A4 notebook of lined paper, a copy of some crappy novel, a multicoloured lighter and a packet of cigarettes. Groaning slightly as she headed towards the new boys dorm, she had been told to accompany him to english. Once she arrived at the door she knocked three times before resting against the wall and waited.

Adam walked around the stage area of the music department, he preferred working in an environment musicians would be faced with in the real world rather then a little class room. He was in the middle of setting up several guitars with amplifiers. Checking they were all in tune before proceeding to set up two microphones at the centre of the stage. He took pauses between this work to take a sip from his coffee which was kept in a novelty mug with music notes all over it. Was a gift from his parents for getting the job and he liked to have it with him.
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There was only one way to describe how Gustav was feeling at that moment - he was absolutely bricking it. He jumped when he heard the knock on the door,c rap, that must've been the girl who was supposed to show him round. He really didn't want that, he just wanted to keep his head down, get on with the lessons and graduate from here so he could get back to France, that was where he wanted to be. However, with his father running off, his mother thought it only acceptable they start up a new life. He ruffled his hair around, looking at himself in the full length mirror attached to his wardrobe. Black skinny jeans tucked into a pair of very scruffy black doc martens, with a red and black checkered shirt and a leather jacket on top. It all fitted in with this mysterious image he managed to uphold. He eventually opened the door and raised his eyebrows, seeing Bryony. "Bonjour." he said.

Evangeline was late with getting ready this morning. The previous evening had consisted of being out with James, at the usual bar he would hang out at with his friends, seeing as he was already eighteen. Being only seventeen, she couldn't yet drink along with him, which she was quite thankful for. But he had been out most of the night and she hadn't got to sleep until 3AM and so was very grumpy that morning, and that was putting it lightly. She scraped her long ice blonde hair up into a pony tail and clipped her fringe back into a quiff, and then did her make up, with her trademark winged eyeliner and dark lipstick. That day she wore a black sheer blouse buttoned to the top which showed her bra, tucked into a black skater skirt, with tights and her creepers. She grabbed her ipad and her guitar picks, heading out and down to the main building for lesson. Seeing other people from her class that still weren't in lesson gave her a little bit of hope.
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Bryony moved her body off the wall in one swift movement when he opened the door. It was obvious she was skinny, maybe unhealthy, even when she wore the baggy t shirt. "Morning sweetie." she glanced at him, spotting his shoes, "Good choice." she nodded towards his shoes before holding onto her lighter a little tighter. She began to walk down the corridor, listening to him shut the door and follow along side her. "If you want to get on well here stay away from me... Gustav, that's your name isn't it?" she didn't really give him much time to reply before she continued, "Here's the book you'll be studying in English. We only started last week and it's a quick read. Well.. if your english is good." she handed him over the book as well as the notepad of lined paper. "Those are the notes you've missed. Once you copy them out you can give it back.. or you don't have to. Up to you really." she finally stopped speaking to let him speak. 

Adam frowned a little as his coffee was finished, noting he had at least three minutes before pupils would start filling the room. He quickly jogged out of the room and to the staff room which was close by. He quickly filled up his mug and sipped it as he headed back. Smiling at the pupils as they sat down on the front row of seats facing the stage as they always did. He placed the mug down on the top of the piano and pulled out a pile of paper. 
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Gustav closed the door swiftly behind him and locked it before taking a couple of long strides to catch up with her. he took the couple of things off her, very casually also slipping the lighter from her hand as a small smirk covered his lips. He nodded lowly as he listened to her talk at him, though he really didn't take much of it in at all. He paused, flicking through the book, before cocking his head at her "Do you think I'm stupid? I might not be english but I know how to speak it. You guys have basically invaded everywhere." He said once she had finished, looking at the notes. "I'll write them up, you can have them back some time."

Evangeline got there eventually, keeping her head down. she just wasn't in the mood for this, to be arty and get all creative. she just wanted to sit there and stay out of the spotlight, watch other people do their thing. She sat down in her usual seat near the end and crossed her legs over on the chair, resting her ipad on it so that she could take some notes. It also recorded her samples which she would use at the end of the year, to create her final piece. Looking up when she heard the teacher clear his throat, she smiling just a little, seeing Adam. He was a very special person in her life, that was for sure.
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Bryony couldn't help but smirk a little bit, looking up into his eyes for a moment before looking away again. "I never said anything about stupidity." she slipped in front of him, stopping dead in her tracks as she looked at him closely. Moving slightly closer to him and slipping her fingers along his hand before taking her lighter back. "thanks for holding onto that for me." she smirked, turning away again and continuing on forwards, slipping beside him again. "Well I'm four doors down from yours so drop them off whenever."

Adam ran one hand through his lush hair as he welcomed the class. "After a long weekend I hope you are all ready to really work hard today." he looked in the eyes of everyone, maybe hovering too long in the beauty of Evangelines eyes. "The head teacher has asked me to get us all to prepare a concert to celebrate the schools anniversary." he waved the sheets of music in his hand a little bit, "I've got a few different options for each person as to what I think would be best for them. Now don't treat this performance as nothing as it will affect your overall grade." he walked along the small class and handed everyone out their paper, giving Evangelines to her last. "Now unless anyone has any questions I'll let you get on with it as that is how you guys work best."
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Gustav shrugged, looking down at her with an equal amount of cockiness. "You simply acted that way, that's all." He tucked the things by his side, his other hand in his pocket as he shook his head at her. "Pretty girls shouldn't smoke, it will ruin your health." He glanced to the side and down at her, raising an eyebrow, giving her a small smile. He began walking with her again, taking slightly smaller strides than normal so that she could keep up with him. "Cool. I never did catch your name, what is it again?" He asked as he looked down at her. He personally had o idea where he was going at that moment in time, this building was hug, and so he had to stick with her.

Evangeline let out a small sigh when she heard what they had been asked to do. performing in front of people was what she dreaded, she only took this stupid lesson because of her father. She shuffled about in her seat before crossing her legs again, pulling her skirt of her thighs. She smiled up at him when he came over to her, taking her sheets from him. "Thanks.." she said quietly, resting it on her lap in front of her so she could check it out. It was Riptide by Vance Joy. He knew that was one of her favourite songs, she was always listening to it, and he had introduced her to it. She bit her lip and glanced over at him, giving him a little grin. It was crazy how just one thing could make her day a little better.
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Initially Bryony wasn't quite sure how to respond to a comment that actually complimented her. But she quickly rolled her eyes and continued her "act" that compliments had little affect on her. "Pretty girls die young. So health doesn't matter." Walking along the corridor beside him she gazed at the familiar walls and surroundings. It was home, more home like then with her parents. She lived here. Even during summer her parents didn't want her home. "I didn't tell you it." she paused for a moment, debating if he deserved to know her name. "its Bryony," she said it with a real little smile on her lips. 

Adam watched as the class scattered about. Plucking strings and hitting beats. Some kid decided he wanted to use the triangle for no real reason but Adam left him to it. He felt they all needed to discover their way at least a little before he helped. But he decided to walk over to Evangeline. "Good morning Evangeline," he said with a smile, he spoke with a lower toned voice then before so it was a more private conversation between them, "i know you don't really like performing as much as the others might. But you are much more talented then they are." he smiled comfortingly at her. 
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Gustav knew immediately his charming self had got to work and he wasn't even trying. He smirked slightly, glancing down at her. "Lie fast die young? What a stupid motto, you're not going to live a very prosperous life that way are you?" he looked at a couple of the posters - several were for sports, the other for catch up lessons. He would probably be forced into going to those, he didn't really have much of a choice, seeing as he was so behind already plus the syllabus would be completely different. "Nice name, haven't heard that before." he nodded once, walking along with her "Where's good to eat in this place?" he asked.

Evangeline ran her fingertips up and down he edges of the paper as she focused on each and every different, just taking it all in. she liked to figure out how it would go in her head before she actually started to play it, that was she didn't make a fool of herself. she looked up when she heard his voice, smiling a little more. "Morning, Sir. It's okay I guess.. I really like this song.." she said, shrugging. " just hope it goes okay. Plus I dunno if I can sing it or not yet." she shrugged and got up from her seat, smoothing her skirt down. Things between them were kept very professional when other people were around.
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Bryony raised her eyebrow just a little at him, "Who said anything about desiring a prosperous life?" she smirked a little before gazing at the posters along the way. For some reason her mind made her imagine Gustav playing basketball with his shirt off. Quickly she erased the image from her head. "Thanks, it's not common." she rubbed her hand lightly against her head. "Well if you feel like spending loads of money you could go to subway which is a small walk out of the school. Canteen can be alright if you are desperate but feeling lazy. I'd say the best thing for you is to invest in a little microwave and buy food from the close supermarket." she smiled a little at him before they reached the class. "here we are." she pushed open the door. They were slightly late but she knew the teacher wouldn't mind.

Mr King noted the two peoples that came into his class, "Miss Winchester that is hardly an appropriate choice in clothing for my class." Bryony simply rolled her eyes at the comment, she said "this is Gustav. He just arrived." she walked off to her seat at the back of the class. Mr King turned to Gustav and smiled, "Welcome Gustav. I see Bryony did something right for a change and gave you the things you'll need." he lowered his tone slightly, "I advise you avoid that young lady, she is nothing but trouble." raising his voice back up to a normal temperature he nodded his head to the empty seat in front of Bryony. 

Adam nodded his head understandingly, "Well you don't have to try singing it here, you know you are always welcome to find me during spare time and we can do one on one work to make it more comfortable for you to begin. Plus, we both know you like the song." he ruffled his hair a bit before turning to get his mug of coffee, taking a rather large sip. She was so beautiful but he was fully aware of her boyfriend and the matter of teacher and student affairs. 
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Gustav shrugged. "Like I said, pretty girls like you shouldn't do bad things. Not going to get boys like that are we? Then again you might be a lesbian and I'm all for that." He smirked even more than he had previously as he went into class with her, nodding once at the teacher. He stood awkwardly behind her while she explained, and then shrugged when Mr King spoke to him. "I think I can handle myself, but thank you. I like a challenge." he winked and went and sat in the seat in front of her, seeing as some weedy jock guy occupied both seats next to her. he opened up his own notepad and got his pen out of his pocket.

Evangeline nodded slowly. "Yeah I know that, thanks. Could we maybe practice it later on? I think I have my guitar bit sorted but I need a voice to go with it. And you have a good voice so uhm, maybe? I dunno, it's up to you." she scratched her forehead, getting a little bit flustered as she spoke to him. No guy had made her feel like this before, not even James. she went over and got the guitar she always used - the strap was purple but frayed, and the strings were always snapping, so she was always replacing them with her own. she slipped it on and tuned it up, before she slowly began to strum away.
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Bryony smirked a little at him, "I'm straight.. well. I can be curious from time to time." she sat in her seat, listening vaguely to the conversation he was having with the teacher. Smirking when she heard him say challenge. Her eyes lingered on him for a moment before drifting, noting the female attention he was getting. Which for some reason pissed her off slightly. She ran a hand through her hair and watched as the lesson ticked on by. Writing down some notes about shit from the book that she didn't really care about.

Adam smiled brightly at her, "of course. I don't have any other classes apart from this one today so feel free to pop in at any time. And it would be my pleasure to help you with your singing." he watched her as she walked over to her guitar. He moved himself over to the guy with the triangle and told him to get on with what he was suppose to be doing. 
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Gustav made a couple of notes, though some of it went into french - it was his first language and it was what he thought in, how things came to him so easily and so his work would probably not make sense to anyone. He turned his head when the girl next to him, who's name he had figured out was Marie, started to talk to him about somethign random. "Uh, excusé moi, me non l'englais." he shrugged and carried on making notes. The female attention was falling in and he didn't particularly want it but he wouldn't refuse it. The work they were doing was something he had studied at his previous school and so he was understanding it pretty well. He shrugged off his leather jacket, his bac muscles rippling slightly.

Evangeline nodded slowly. "That's cool, thank you Adam." she said quietly, biting on her lip she gave him a look, a knowing look, before she sat down on the ground, where she usually worked, spreading out her sheets in front of her, and began to strum away. Quickly it began to sound exactly how she wanted it, original and yet still familiar to anyone who heard it. By the time the lesson was finished, she had perfected it already, all she needed was Adam's singing with it and then it would be awesome. She carried on playing, humming and singing along very quietly, just keeping herself entertained.
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