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The jocks hate the nerds, the nerds hate the burnouts and the rebels.
Mostly because I'm surprised we've never had this kind of meme before. We love high school AUs. We love romance. Why not combine those into a glorious mix?
Your teen years are important, formatively speaking. You're trying to find out just where you belong and what kind of person you're going to be. This already daunting task is complicated by the soul-sucking demon known as high school. If you weren't having a hard time before coming here, you certainly are now.
Add into this mixture raging hormones, and baby, you've got a misery stew cooking. But it's not all bad! Sometimes high school crushes can be sweet, and the occasional high school relationship lasts.
So whether you're too cool or distracted for romance or always on to the next good looking stud, come on down and try to navigate the romantic labyrinth that is the halls of Bakerstreet High.
HOW TO PLAY
- Comment with your character and preferences. Needless to say, aging down and AUing is welcomed and probably necessary. Have fun with it! Feel free to include a short blurb about your character's Bakerstreet High self. Are they popular? The class clown? A drifter? A band geek?
- Comment to others.
- Use the RNG. Or not.
PROMPTS
- childhood: You've known each other forever. Puberty has changed a couple of things, though.
- friends to more: Best buds, right? Can you let a little crush get between you?
- always there for you: You've seen the person you've liked for forever get hurt time and time again, always offering a shoulder to cry on. You should make your own move, unless you're content in the background forever.
- bad boy/good girl: Or bad girl/good boy, or bad boy/good boy...there's a certain appeal.
- the innocent: They're the delicate little pure flower of the school. Do you genuinely want to date them or is this a mission for corruption.
- smitten puppy: You know the type. Always following the object of their adoration around. Don't you want to sweep them off their feet and show them there's other fish in the sea?
- the ice queen/king: You have to defrost them.
- 10 things: You were challenged to ask them out or bed them, but shit got real.
- never noticed anyone before: You'll never be into all this love and sex stuff. Your classmates are crazy - wait, who's that? Your face is flushing. Why?
- never noticed: This person's always been there for you. You feel silly that you've never noticed.
- the unattainable: Is the school's hottest cheerleader or football player really all that high above you?
- follow you until you love me: It's not stalking! You just happen to be in the same place as them...all the time.
- hate at first sight: You hate their guts but you can't stay away.
- sudden hottie: Were they always so bangin', or did taking off their glasses or pulling down their ponytail do that much?
- too shy, too blind: you're too shy to tell them how you feel. you also don't see that they clearly feel the same.
- kindness counts: They were kind to you, which is a pretty big deal in high school especially if you're an outcast, and you can't help nursing an even bigger crush.
- sudden attraction: You're the kind who falls instantly and hard.
- always on the move: You change crushes or dates like underwear. Maybe this one is the one, though.
- nerd love: Both of you are social pariahs. At least you have each other.
- into older people: He or she is the kind of teen who's so mature and always dating college students or even real adults. But you can change their mind about their peers, right?
- differences in social classes: One of you is popular, the other so not. Can you make it work, or will the popular part be ashamed?
- opposites attract: Sometimes, the weirdos get the hottest babes.
- awkward confessions: You want to get your feelings out into the open - curse your voice cracking.
- asking you out: You'll totally borrow your dad's car to take them to the movies. Or here, here's your letterman jacket. Go steady?
- parents don't understand: Your parents want to keep you apart or are too tragically uncool.
- dates: If you have to go dutch at McDonald's, it's sad. Maybe stay-at-home dates are better.
- prom: Limos, tuxes, wasted money, oh my!
- slow dance: The DJ popped in that best of the 90s love songs megamix CD. Now's your chance.
- sadie hawkins: The Sadie Hawkins Dance. Get your khaki pants. Oh oh oh. Girls ask the guys. It's always a surprise.
- sneaking out: The most romantic times are past curfew.
- detention: As the Breakfast Club taught us, it's possible to find love in a hopeless place.
- experimentation: It doesn't count if it's above the belt, right? And finger definitely don't count.
- over the top: You're that couple that is always on the PDA or being schloopy and goopy romantic. Don't be that couple.
- first kiss: Pucker up.
- first time: Is it romantic and slow or in the back of someone's car?
- drunk: Drunk confessions and attempts to make passes are ill-advised.
- fight: High school couple fights can be deadly. Avoid at all costs
- the volatile couple: Speaking of, there's always a couple that seems to be fighting 24/7? When they're hot, they're hot, when they're cold, they're glacial.
- finally together: You're the will-they-won't-they of high school, and when you get together senior year, the whole class will give you a standing ovation because FINALLY.
- long term couple: When did you guys get together? Probably like middle school or something. You've always been together.
- hide who you are: Unfortunately, even these days some people make it necessary for those who don't conform to the "ideals" to hide their true selves.
- break up: Statistically, it was bound to fail.
- after graduation: Can you guys make it work after you lose the common ground of school? This can be challenging if you're going to be living in different places.
- WILDCARD
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He's paranoid about being found. For years, he's tried to be as careful as he could—training to use his power without being caught. It's not the kind of power that's easy to practice just anywhere. He doesn't want to risk losing his freedom, and his freedom to use the abilities he was given.]
Is anyone there?
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With a fall of bricks and a slithering of vines, his perch gives way—- and with a shout, but without thinking about it, his wings materialize to catch the air. Having set down, he’s still in a shadowed area, but it’s not like Enji could miss him,
Shit.
What he feels is mostly embarrassment.Which he guesses he should.
Flushed, he cleans his hands on his uniform pants.]
Yeah, I that would be me. Hi.
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You? What are you doing here?
[He remembers the other boy from school. As for his name—Enji is too irritated and unsettled to remember it immediately.]
Were you following me? Why?
[Since it's another student, and one he recognizes, he's not as alarmed as he would be if it were a stranger or an adult. Especially because of those wings he saw. They had just appeared out of nowhere, then blinked out of existence. If he's the same... then he wouldn't turn Enji in, would he? Even if he did see. Nothing but a special ability could explain a manifestation like that.
Still, he doesn't enjoy being surprised! Or made light of!]
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I-- well I could lie and say I wasn't, but I was curious. About where you were headed, and what you were doing, and I shouldn't have and I'm sorry.
It's Keigo. From school.
[Shit. Enji probably knows that. He can feel himself flush.]
Your fire is-- it's incredible.
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[He makes a frustrated noise. But—at least he didn't lie about it, not that that stops Enji from continuing to be annoyed.]
I didn't want anyone to know what I was doing. And why did you care so much anyway? I hardly know you!
[That is a good question, now that he thinks of it. What had even inspired the other boy to follow him in the first place? Had he been suspicious? Was that it?]
Yes, I know who you are.
[he'd forgotten his name, yes, but he'd generally known. Keigo. Right. When Keigo mentions the fire, Enji falls silent. He never talks to anyone about the fire, so he doesn't know what to say about it. But then, he had seen those wings appear at Keigo's shoulders. So he isn't a threat. That's something, at least.]
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[He throws up his hands, all smiles--well, nervous laughter that he hopes doesn't seem nervous.
Enji thinks he's an idiot-- but at least Enji knows who he is! Sort of.]
I don't know-- what I was thinking. [Yes, he does.]
I just wanted to say hi-- which sounds really stupid, but it's true.
Even though you're right and it's rude, I'm glad I did. Follow you.
Do you mind that I know?
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[He hadn't thought much of Keigo in particular, but he remembers he'd seemed sort of irritating. Running around. Talking a lot. Making jokes.]
Yes. It is stupid!
[He shakes his head, huffing. His face is flushed, coming near the color of his hair.]
And yes, I mind! I didn't want anyone to know, for a reason! And you should be more careful, too.
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I'm sorry! I just-- well, now that I know, it's all right, right? I mean, I am careful! Normally. I guess I was a little careless, but nature betrayed me. Not entirely my fault!
[Enji is pissed and he knows the sensible thing to do would be to back off, but he's not a sensible guy 100% of the time. So he comes closer. Wings folding back instead of vanishing to wherever they go.]
I'll never say anything. I swear.
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It's not all right just because you know now!
[He snaps, flushing.]
I'm not going to believe you're careful just because you say so. Nature wouldn't have betrayed you in the first place if you didn't give it the chance!
[He sighs, then makes himself take a deep breath. He doesn't like the feeling of someone knowing how different he actually is. It's unsettling.]
Good. I won't say anything either. About you.
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Well, I mean can you really outsmart Mother Nature? Seems like she does whatever she wants. Including not give a guy a break!
[He’s perfect. Even when pissed. Being this close, the adrenaline— Keigo’s mouth takes the lead.]
Thanks, for saying that— but I know you wouldn’t.
I trust you.
[He does. Enji would never lie to him, never betray him. Or anyone.]
Do you come here a lot?
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[That's reason enough for Enji, but he sighs. His temper is starting to recede. He rolls his eyes at the "Mother Nature" comment.]
Don't blame nature for your mistakes.
[His voice is quieter now, but he hasn't been completely mollified. Especially as Keigo, in his eyes, is being foolish.]
How do you trust me? You don't even know me. I come here sometimes. To practice.
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But, yeah. We've talked!
[Shit. He's babbling. Slow it down, Keigo.]
Look, I'm sorry-- I just want it to be okay, I guess. You-- seemed trustworthy to me, and I was right.
I get it-- I fly at night, mostly.
Can I see more-- of your quirk? Unless you really don't want to!
[Oh, that was impulsive, but he means it. The fire was beautiful.]
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[Enji frowns, but more thoughtfully than angrily now. Then he sighs. This is strange. Keigo is strange.]
How do you know you were right? You still don't have any reason to trust me! Just because—I can do that? That's not really a reason, you know.
[Someone having the same kind of abnormality doesn't mean they're necessarily trustworthy. Enji's often thought about what he might do if discovered using his ability. He thought it would be good to be prepared for every eventuality. However, the hypothetical scenarios he'd come up with never involved another student gazing up at him so earnestly and hopefully, asking him to give a demonstration. Enji notices that he has golden eyes, an unusual color.]
All right. Fine.
[He doesn't see the harm, if Keigo not only knows, but also has an ability of his own. Though he's been so used to keeping it a secret, it feels wrong to be doing it in front of someone else. He sighs, but he raises his hand, palm up, and conjures his fire again. It kindles above his palm, then grows, gloving his hand in a bright, warm glow.]
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I know how it seems, but I just do— I trust my instincts, super-senses, you know?
[He grows quiet at the sight of the flame. Beautiful. The way it throws Enji’s face into relief, colors his skin, lights his eyes.]
It is beautiful—- thanks. I didn’t know.
Do your parents know? Do you know anyone else?
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[What do wings have to do with telling whether someone's trustworthy? He's still skeptical about that.]
It's dangerous. That's why I have to practice. To control it.
[He looks down at his flame, gazing into the glowing fire. If he couldn't control it, it might flare at the wrong time. It could surge out of control. He needs to be able to master it. What if he should need it someday?]
No, I didn't tell anyone. No one knows, and I don't know anyone else—like this.
[He looks up, at Keigo.]
What about you?
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Well, the same but different. You know.
[He comes a little closer. Enji doesn't seem as pissed, at least! Even if he does seem to like a little distance between them.
Keigo can't really blame him-- it's not a little thing, letting someone else know you have a quirk. You never know how people will react.
Even if those other people are your own parents.
Who know, but don't really care-- and whose main thing is that you not get them discovered. Even if your quirk is worthless to them.]
That's why I have wings-- but my feathers tell me things.
About people, the environment [He handwaves it, rustling his feathers.]-- lots of stuff.
Your heartbeat is slowing, for instance. Which is good.
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It's not just flying, then.
[That's interesting, but Enji isn't sure how to discuss these issues; he's been so intent on keeping his ability secret.]
No thanks to you. You shouldn't surprise people like that.
[What if he'd hurt him? Enji's getting better at controlling the fire, but if he was startled and focused his attention in the wrong way— it could be dangerous.]
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Yeah, you’re right— you’re right! I didn’t mean to, though! Surprise you.
I wasn’t going to say anything.
I really am sorry. And yeah, it’s not just wings. What about you?
Your flames are—- just so cool!
Well, you know what I mean.
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[He huffs, faintly.]
It's strange to spy on people, anyway, you know.
[He's still not over it, even though he is calmer now. And he falls silent when his flames are called cool. He hadn't thought anyone would actually like them, especially with the way people generally talk about people like him. Keigo really does seem genuinely pleased about the fire, not worried.]
You—think so? I can do different things with them. I've been training a while.
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Since we’re in different years, you know.
[It’s a lie of course. Not completely, but still. He does want to talk to Enji, and have Enji talk to him. But also Like him. Let him kiss him. Maybe. Wow, talk about your daydreams. Chill out, Keigo!
He ignores the stuff about possibly being seen. Because the other times he’d followed Enji, he hadn’t been!]
That’s so cool— I’d love to see! If you want to show me.
[Please please please.]
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[Excuse him if he's skeptical. Because he is.]
I'm not an entertainer. I'm not here to amuse you. It's serious, not some game.
[He gives Keigo a severe look. He's not as angry as he was, but he still doesn't know what to make of him, not entirely. He's so weird. Regardless, Enji doesn't like being gawked at, like he's some kind of performer.]
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What can I say-- except I'm sorry, and it's not because I think you're amusing! I mean, I think you could be funny, but not that way-- and hey, I know it's serious! I'm the same, you know. I get it. I have the same concerns, at least?
And yeah, it is harder to talk to you at school, because have you seen you? You're a serious guy. Like you said.
Anyway, we got off on the wrong foot and that's totally my fault.
[Courage, Keigo. He come closer, holds out his hand in greeting.]
Let me try that again.
I'm Keigo.
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[He sighs.]
You talk a lot. Too much. I'm serious here, too, so what's the difference? Talking to me there would still be better than following me.
[Enji looks at Keigo's hand.]
I already knew who you were, remember?
[Vaguely. Sort of. He'd noticed him before.]
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That’s almost too much— and it’s definitely too much to think of Enji knowing why Keigo follows/has been following/followed Enji in the first place.
Ugh, notice me. Right.
Well, there’s such a thing as not knowing what to do with something you’ve been desperate for once you have it—- like Enji’s attention.
He leaves his hand in place.]
I don’t know—- I think this is better. Now we know we have something in common.
And now it’s official, that you know who I am. So that’s why we should shake on it.
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We do have something in common.
[It's odd. He had planned to keep his powers a secret while training, and to use them only in secret, when needed. Now suddenly there's this talkative person wanting to relate to him and shake his hand. He doesn't know how he's supposed to react to that.]
That doesn't mean we need to have anything to do with each other.
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