((Of course you are both accepted! Just letting you guys know I'm only accepting another 2 or so females, as we are running low on males (about 3 we have). We can start posting now as it seems the others aren't, but if they do decide to return I will give them a recap on what has exactly happened. So everyone feel free to now start posting))
?Aimee Taylor?
Aimee leaned forward in her seat as the professor began to speak, an over exaggerated sigh blowing past her lips as she placed her head on her left hand that was clenched as a fist which allowed her head to rest neatly on. The voice of the teacher echoed around the room as he told everyone to get out the equipment they needed, then quickly going on the explaining what the lesson was about. At the start of the year it seemed Professor Johnson always took them back to 'basics' and explaining what they would be doing. Rolling her eyes she glanced around the room and watched as other students got out their equipment, and shuffled around. "Right..." the booming voice of the professor filled the room as he began muttering about how they would first be starting off by doing about past Kings and Queens, then onto poverty, and soon onto war. This lesson didn't really interest Aimee and if anything she found it boring-letting out a huff the blonde leaned back in her seat and glanced at the two males at either side of her who seemed to be flicking small bits of paper at one another, and attempting to hit those they knew around the room. Chuckling she watched as the entertainment went on, nothing stopped those two in messing on-suddenly a light thud was felt on the side of her head. Turning she glanced at John with narrowed eyes "Oh, so we're playing this game huh?" she smirked as she picked the paper from the seat and threw it back at the dark haired male-a chuckle escaping past her lips as the two began attacking her with small paper balls. This small group didn't really seem to concentrate much in this lesson, and that had continued through their first year to. ?John Hutchinson?
Letting out a grunt John turned to the teen who seemed to have laughed at his and Aarons annoyance to the teacher, smiling he dipped his head then leaned back in his seat ready to hear the professor speak. Rolling his eyes he began boredly looking around the room letting out a rather quiet whistle. Turning he looked at Aaron and grinned who seemed to be sitting with his forehead pressed against the desk. Grabbing a piece of paper he began ripping medium sizes off and crumpling them into small balls-ignoring what the history professor was saying. Smirking John flicked the paper ball at his dark haired friend and laughed as his head shot up "What the hell?!?" he moaned then looking at his mate laughing "Oh, you think that's funny huh?.." Aaron questioned as he scrumpled up a pice of paper and threw it, hitting John right in the cheeck. "You little shit!" he laughed as he began making more small balls and throwing them. All of a sudden Aimee sat back in her seat and the paper smacked her in the side of the head. Putting a straight face on he looked at Aaron then back at Aimee listening to what she said "I, um, he..." something smacked him in the face and the blonde began laughing. Smirking, the two began launching paper at Aimee, numerous laughs coming from her as they quietly messed around.