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Post by Sally Sparrow on Jun 29, 2009 21:04:59 GMT -5
{New Moon}
Stood in the corner of the acoustically sound drama studio, Sally cowered, almost to the point of trembling at the thought of what was to come in this class. It was her first one of the year and not a subject she was naturally gifted at. This was the latest in a long line of tasks that the school guidance counsellor had given her aimed at making her confidence grow that had plagued her for a good amount of her school life. She had stayed off the radar until eighth grade, but she failed one exam (in maths) and she gained herself a nice big blip. What made it even worse was that because there was no room in the regular junior class into the second semester, she had automatically been placed in the senior class.
She watched, her large brown eyes flicking from group of people she didn’t know to the other, bringing her left hand to her mouth to gnaw on her knuckle. She just hoped that she could get through the remainder of the semester without drawing attention to herself, though she supposed that occasionally be difficult to avoid. She sighed inwardly, finding herself hoping that the teacher was running late. She realised that the guidance counsellor had really put her in a tough situation this time; on the one hand, she hated the idea of having to perform in front of people, but on the other she couldn’t afford to have bad marks on her résumé by skipping class.
Resigned to the fact that the class was now unavoidable, Sally skirted the large room and placed herself in a more neutral position, hoping to get lost amongst the crowd. She had been doing this for so long now that she barely registered what she was doing. Many people thought that this was a problem of a personality rather than a quirk that didn’t need fixed, but she honestly enjoyed living life looking in rather than participating in every messy bit.
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Cal Blaire
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Post by Cal Blaire on Jun 29, 2009 21:30:17 GMT -5
It was hard to imagine Cal Blaire taking any high school classes. He was often seen lurking in the shadows, by the steps at the edge of the forest that came close to Forks High property with that easy, welcoming smile. It wasn’t a particularly popular area for the students to hang out in when they were on their lunch or had a free period, but more than one had been lured by his aloof confidence and smooth manner. Despite that, though he didn’t have any real friends to speak of, though he could talk to almost anyone without discomfort, he just flitted from group to group as he pleased.
Drama, however, was one of the classes that he had actually elected to take on his own volition. He enjoyed the methods of group bonding, the trust in acting, the energy that it evoked – he found it entirely refreshing. Similarly, he found acting to not only be pretending to be someone else, but an action of finding himself in another character. He had been pursuing the performance arts since he had the opportunity to and though perhaps he was not the best student, he wasn’t bad.
Opposed to the action of the younger, shy girl, Cal meandered around the room easily, his dark hair framed his face and drawing out his deep, effortlessly mysterious eyes. He rested his gaze upon the small girl for a moment or so, but he could tell that she was doing her best to be invisible. Although he liked to help people, in his own odd way, he also respected their wishes and so he left her alone, giving her the wish that she seemed to exude. Instead, he continued to look around the room, waiting for the teacher or for someone else to catch his eye.
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Post by Paige Warren on Jul 3, 2009 15:26:58 GMT -5
Paige looked down at the crumpled piece of paper in her hand checking that this was in fact her next class of the day. Though she was just a sophomore, Paige was placed in the Senior drama class. She had picked drama for her elective last year too, so the freshman drama class would have been a lower level than she was ready for, but the sophomore and junior classes met at times when they didnt fit with her schedule. Really electives didnt have levels to them the way that other classes like math did where it mattered. You could take it every year and it would be different depending on what you were studying, it was why her guidance counselor didnt give her too much of a hard time about being placed in the class where she was told most of the seniors fit into their schedule.
Paige was almost looking forward to being in the class with the seniors. She hoped they'd be more openminded and less petty and superficial than the students in her own class. They thought she was weird and didn't fit it, but why fit in? It was one of the reasons drama was one of her favorite classes. Drama students didnt fit in, they created new characters, and played outside of the norm, becoming someone else, or reading plays about other people and other places. I reminded her much of her own creative writing.
As Paige walked into the classroom she looked around to check to see if the teacher was here yet. She liked Miss Harkness last year and was looking forward to being in her class again this year. She saw one shy looking girl off to the side and gave her a friendly smile. She then noticed the other student who had already arrived to the class, she recognized him though hadn't really had much direct contact with him, just sort of knew his name and face from Forks. She had always thought he was pretty cute.
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Post by Cal Blaire on Jul 12, 2009 19:43:48 GMT -5
Cal’s enigmatically dark eyes continued to rove through the crowd, stripping the students of their shells and seeing into their true souls. Or at least that’s what he liked to think he could do. However, his wandering eye paused when it came upon another girl that he didn’t recognise from his own year. He hadn’t been intending to seek someone out to associate himself with at the beginning of the class, but he found himself drawn to her for some reason.
“Hi, I’m Cal Blaire,” he said, somehow the confidence in his tone stopping his barefaced introduction from sounding contrived or awkward. This was Cal, though. He could schmooze with the best of them if he wanted, but he more or less always chose simple language, simple ideas to win people over. That was until he introduced them to life’s Mysteries, then the extended vocabulary and complicated syntaxes came in to play. But he would save that for another time, for now he found himself being interested in her, rather than wanting her to be interested in him.
His eyes caught her own equally dark ones and he held them there, the thick dark lashes increasing the illusion that she was the only one that could see so deeply into them. He had a light smile on his face and bent his head a little so that he could face her properly, which made the dark curtains of his hair to fall over his forehead. “And I’m guessing that you are going to be one of Miss. Harkness’ star students…”
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Post by Paige Warren on Aug 5, 2009 23:18:52 GMT -5
The rest of the drama class slowly began filtering their way into the room, but Paige's eyes remained on the cute boy that she recognized. She had always thought he stood out a little from the rest of them, and it was something that she admired about him. Because of this, it made her smile when she noticed him coming over her way as he introduced himself.
"Hi Cal, I'm Paige Warren. I've seen you around town but good to actually meet you" She said, in a slightly rambling way. She was drawn in by his eyes, thinking he must be a good charmer. For a moment the thought crossed her mind that he wasn't coming over for pleasantries, but maybe to call her a baby for being younger than the rest of the class or make some comment about how her clothes were outdated. But she managed to look back into his eyes and keep up her hope that he was as good as he looked.
Looking into his eyes she actually thought that they seemed very thoughtful, unlike most of the guys in school. He actually seemed like he had something going on behind them, more than just thinking about a game on the weekend, some party (or something more R rated). She laughed lightly as he suggested she might be one of the start students in the class. "Maybe, I'm certainly going to try" She said not having a diva persona but hoping she'd do well. "Are you going to be my leading man?"
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Post by Cal Blaire on Sept 22, 2009 7:52:44 GMT -5
A slow half-smile slid its way across the right side of Cal’s features as he listened to Paige freely admit that she had seen him around town and introduce herself. He didn’t normally mind babbling in anyone, knowing that there was more to a person than their manner of diction. However, nor did he usually find it endearing in quite the same way that he suddenly found Paige. Interesting. His fantastical brain started turning their cogs.
“It is good to meet you too,” he offered, the half smile turning into a slight grin, showing off just a flash of white teeth. He had no intention of making her feel bad for being the youngster of the group, he barely even noticed it and when he swept his eyes over her form (discreetly, not in the average high school teenager way), his thoughts were that her style fitted with what he had seen of her personality. Quirky, he could just tell (aided by the fact that he wanted her to be different, open-minded and receptive to his challenging ideas).
He liked the way that she kept the eye contact with him. He knew that he was quite good at putting people at ease around him, genuinely interested in what anyone had to say on almost any subject. Still, the initial eye contact was a test of confidence both in the person themselves and in him. Most people would have broken the contact by now, having become uncomfortable and in fear of giving too much away of themselves by doing so. Either Paige wasn’t afraid of giving herself up to him, or she was confident enough in herself to keep herself grounded. So she was strong too.
“We shall have to see, Paige,” he told her, holding his head up slightly. “After all, the audition is really the show, the part will pick the actor. If I am meant to be your leading man, I will be so.”
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Post by Paige Warren on Feb 5, 2010 13:36:58 GMT -5
Paige returned Cal's smile as he said it was good to meet her too. It assured her that he wasn't here just to make fun of her age. It gave her hope for this class, that maybe it wouldnt matter to any of them that she wasn't a senior too. She had hoped that the type of people who picked drama for an elective would be open minded types of people. It was comforting to see Cal fit that hope.
It wasn't hard for Paige to keep eye contact with him. He was definitely nice to look at and she wasn't afraid of what he'd see in her by looking at him. It did surprise her a little how he kept the eye contact as well, knowing the average teenage boy didnt have the attention span to look at one person and focus on a conversation all that long. Cal was different, in a very good way it seemed.
She gave a light laugh as he told her how the part would pick the actor, and if he was meant to be her leading man he would be. "You're actually dead on about that..there are some parts that just arent meant for even the best of actors...so I guess we'll just see where we fit this year"
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Post by Cal Blaire on Feb 22, 2010 13:42:33 GMT -5
The longer that Cal kept eye contact with the sophomore that had distinguished herself to be placed in their class without fret (or the luck) the more he felt himself sink in, become more at home with the warm brown colour and appreciate some degree of her feistiness. He was impressed by her self-assuredness mixed with a decent amount of modesty that stopped her from being affected. Even as the class began to filter through the door, making the associated level of noise and distraction, his attention didn't falter. He was intrigued by this girl in particular, though he did have a particular talent in letting everyone and anyone feel like the sole person in the room when he spoke to them.
He smiled, one side of his mouth lifting slightly more than the other to highlight a small detraction from the symmetry of his face, not that it made him look too bad. He appreciated her agreeing with him about the part putting as much into the actor as the other way around, knowing that it would often be laughed off by his classmates. It was a response that he let them have without judging too harshly, because they didn't know what he did and nor were they meant to. Paige though, she was different, refreshing, like a breath of fresh air through a musty forest. She definitely had potential that wasn't only dictated by her appearance.
"Well, there's always hope," he told her, his voice resonating with a wiseness despite the simpleness of his words. "And what kind of part would you hope finds you this year?"
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Post by Paige Warren on Mar 24, 2010 22:12:04 GMT -5
As more of the class began entering the room, Paige found herself very surprised that his attention had remained on her. It had somewhat made sense when they were among the first few in the room that a polite friendly guy might come over to say hi while they waited for the rest of the students to arrive and for class to start. But now that more people were there, and students who he probably knew from his other classes, she was surprised he hadn't immediately excused himself to go talk to a friend. As she tried to imagine why he might be staying there, talking with her instead, she found herself getting a bit nervous.
His crooked smile that he gave her seemed to almost fit his face more than if it had been completely symmetrical, and she thought it make him look more attractive as well (though she tried to keep those thoughts out of her head as she was sure they'd end up no where). She instead reminded herself of the intelligent conversation that they were having. A guy who could converse on plays and parts without trying to make it sound beneath them or too girly was a rare man.
"Hmm..." She thought a moment as he asked what kind of part she hoped to find. "Maybe a strong independent heroine on a dramatic journey with a tragic ending...something really juicy to try out" She said wondering if he was going to think her enthusiasm for getting something to challenge her acting abilities was lame. "What about you, what role are you hoping for?"
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