Dakota Taylor|19|Mentions: Open

Dakota made her way to her morning class. This was her first year of college and it kind of made her uneasy, she's never been so independent in her life. She hasn't seen her parents in a few months and she undoubtedly misses them. However, it's not like she's all alone in WCU. Dakota has founded a sorority and it's already almost full. The girls have a nice two-story house on campus and it hosts plenty parties from time to time. Her sorority is called Kappa Kappa Gamma. Dakota sat down in a desk near the back of the room and waited for other students, she was surprisingly early.

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Skylar - 21 - Lesbian

Skylar woke up to the meowing coming from her phone, as it was actually her alarm. She rubbed her eyes, checking the time on her phone before shuffling out of bed to get ready for class. If it weren't for the fact that she wanted a social life, she would of easily of taken the nighttime classes offered, but she didn't have much of a choice now. Getting dressed in a pair of jeans, a baby blue cashmire sweater and a white scarf, she went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. She checked herself out in the mirror of the sorority house's shared bathroom as she brushed with the mint toothpaste, then cleaned any residue she may have left before heading downstairs. A simple breakfast of peanut butter and bannana toast came along with her as she walked out the door to walk to class. Her curls bounced slightly in the wind as she neared the main building, and she entered her classroom that was actually quite close to the entrance. "Lecture day, hooray" she sarcastically thought as she picked a seat close to the back.

Riley - 19 - Bisexual

Riley had already gotten ready for the day as he took his daily run around campus before class. He felt that he cooked better with energy in his veins, and running was the best way he could think of doing so. As he took his final turn, he lined himself up with the arts building that branched off the main classrooms. He stopped himself at the stained glass doors, same as he normally did, and pulled it open. The smell of clay dust and paint filled the entrance, but the farther he walked through its corridors, the more the scent changed. Sawdust from Woodshop and Carpentary. Old books from Literature and Creative Writing. Spit and valve oil from Orchestra and Wind Band. And soon, spices and fire coming from the Culinary Arts classroom, one of the biggest in the building. He walked in, grabbed his apron and hat, then went over to his classroom kitchen while he waited for his partners to get there.

(And not to sound rude or anything, but I think this may of ended up on the wrong part of the Roleplay Forums. It's in Out of Character, and I'm not sure if that was for a reason or an accident?)

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