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Senior Schedule
A days:
8:30 – Greek, Roman and Egyptian History
9:35 – Chemistry
10:40 – Free Period
11:45 – Lunch
12:50 – Dance
1:55 – Trigonometry
3:00 – Western Literature
B days:
8:30 – Western Literature
9:35 – Chemistry
10:40 – Trigonometry
11:45 – Lunch
12:50 – College Preparatory
1:55 – Dance
3:00 – Greek, Roman and Egyptian History
Wasted on Fixing All the Problems That You Made in Your Own Head || Self-Para
Adella woke to the feeling of sun warming her face. Immediately, even though she was still half-asleep she knew that something was out of place- the sun never touched her in her dorm bed. Shaking off sleep and opening her eyes she felt the disorientation hit her but, not a stranger to waking up in unfamiliar places, she quickly pieced the parts of the previous night together and eagerly looked to the other side of the bed to see if James was awake yet.
He wasn’t there. Panic didn’t hit her immediately, though the persistent feeling of abandonment that she was always trying to get rid of started faintly resonating within her. He’s probably just downstairs, she rationalized, slipping out of the bed and walking towards the dresser with the cracked mirror. Obviously the night before hadn’t been some crazy dream that ended up in her sleepwalking into an abandoned building, the things that proved she had indeed been reunited with the boy she had tried so hard to forget were all around her. Pulling his jacket tighter around her she walked towards her hat, staring at the odd folded piece of paper on top of it. Proof that he had woke first. He would be downstairs, she knew it.
Placing the pirate hat on top of her head she walked out of the bedroom with a smile, peering into each room that she passed looking for him, her heart sinking a little more each time that he wasn’t there. It became apparent that he wasn’t in the boathouse and she struggled to keep her composure as she left, slamming the front door behind her. Adella could feel angry tears biting at her eyes as she stared at the lake but knew that she couldn’t really be surprised. “This is what he does,” she mumbled to herself, starting to get the feeling that leaving was his MO. In the distance she could hear voices and realized classes must have already started for the day.
There was no way in hell she was going to walk past people the way that she was dressed. She looked down at her clothes, crinkled from sleeping in them, wearing a jacket that wasn’t hers and a hat that made her stand out- if she walked back to campus now she’d look like she was doing a mid-week walk of shame, which would have been spot on except that she wasn’t ashamed for the reason that everyone would assume. She was ashamed of herself for falling right back into things with the boy that had already left her alone once, not because she’d had sex with someone and was trying to sneak back to her dorm unnoticed. But that’s what everyone would think, and that would surely be a rumor that would reach Doc’s ears.
A blush colored her face as she thought of the older boy, and she sat down by the water feeling almost guilty that he hadn’t crossed her mind a single time the past evening. Her feelings were overwhelming her. It seemed implausible that just hours before she had felt happier than she had in ages, now she was just a mess of anger, sadness, guilt, self-loathing- all things negative, all of the good felt like it had drained out of her. Feeling tears finally escaping her eyes she mentally chastised herself for being so weak, so pathetic, for showing a side so vulnerable in a place that she wasn’t familiar with.
She let the tears and pain fade away and simmer into anger before she stood and threw the stupid folded piece of paper into the water and walked away. Voices had died down now, she would finally be able to get into her room without looking like some easy girl who’d let herself get taken advantage of. As the dorm building came into view she ripped the jacket off of her and folded it with the hat, shivering as the chilly morning air hit her flimsy white top. Whatever. She fished her cell phone out of her pocket, surprised to see that it hadn’t died during the night. Letting her sense of betrayal take complete control of her she found her Tumblr app and quickly typed out an angry message to James. It made her feel a little better. A tiny smile crossed her lips.
Adella was done with it all. She was finished with the boy who had let her down and finished with the boy who would soon be let down by her. She didn’t need either of them. What she needed to do was be more herself instead of struggling to get along with everyone and make good first impressions and smile and wave like the fucking princess that she was. Adella didn’t need to rely on anyone but herself. The realization made her smirk as she through open the dorm building’s door and walked through the halls with a self-important swagger.
She made her way up to her room and opened the door unsurprised to find that her roommate wasn’t there- she was one of those class-types. She saw that a piece of paper had been laid on her desk and she picked it up to read as she dropped James things haphazardly into a chair. It was an apology, and his number, both of which she decided to disregard for now rolling her eyes as she placed the paper on top of the pile of his things. Walking to her closet she pulled out a change of clothes and changed into them on the spot before heading back out of her door to find some trouble to get into to take her mind off of things.
I Held Your Name Inside my Heart But it Got Buried in my Fear || Self-Para
It was a normal weekend evening in the Bennett castle. Attina and Triton had been off all day doing God knows what, Very Important Business no doubt. Ariel hadn’t been seen since the day before. Andrina was locked in her room playing video games- Adella knew this because every now and then she’d hear her older sister yelling at her TV from down the hall. And assumedly the remaining Bennett sisters were all getting ready for an evening of some kind of mischief.
Adella was no exception to that assumption. It was her first Friday night off in what felt like forever, even though she had really only been working at the Catfish Club for about a month and a half, and she was planning on making her way over to a bonfire on the beach with her best friend Rikki. She had spent the past hour or so in her bedroom getting ready, every few minutes stopping to move towards her window to stare at the full moon’s reflection on the ocean. How could anyone possibly stand living away from the water? she had wondered, captivated, as she always was, by the grace and power of the ocean.
It was just past eleven when she heard her door creak open. Rikki bounded into her room wearing a slinky red dress and far too much black jewelry, her curly blonde hair pinned back from her face. She bounced around impatiently as she waited for Adella to finish the things that she had put off to last minute. The dark-haired girl suspected that Rikki had already done a bit of partying before heading to the castle. “Are you ready?!” Adella shot Rikki a look as she ripped tiny holes in her tights and fastened on a necklace. Grabbing her lip gloss she nodded towards her friend, “now I am. Let’s go.”
Rikki ran out of the room, Adella in tow, but Adella doubled back figuring that it was September and a jacket could be useful. She pulled one off of a hook by her door, her eyes lingering for a moment on what lay beneath: a beautiful red pirate hat. It had been so many months since Adella had last needed a jacket that she had forgotten that she had been using it to cover the hat up. She bit down on her lip and turned to leave her room, finding Rikki still there waiting in the hall, confusion clear on her face. “Needed a jacket,” Adella shrugged and they headed off into the night, to another part of the island where the princess would be free for a few hours.
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Adella’s thoughts kept coming back to the hat, her insides churning in discomfort as she sat in the backseat of a friend’s car with Rikki waiting to get to the either side of the island. It was an item of clothing that she desperately wanted to throw away, but she couldn’t, it was special. Even if it hurt her to look at it, it was special. So instead it stayed on its hook with a coat thrown over it so she didn’t have to relieve painful memories. No; memories so beautiful that they caused her pain.
It had been two and a half years since James Hook saved her life. Captain James Hook as he had said. Two and a half years since he had sailed away with the promise that they would see each other again. And in those two and a half years that promise was never fulfilled. For a year Adella did nothing but hope. She would run down to the beach every morning and sit in the sand and wait to see if her dark-haired pirate came along and found her, but he never did. For a year after that she took to staring out her window. No longer full of hope but left with a single string of it, a string that refused to break even though now she was mostly filled with doubt that her time with him had been as special in his eyes as they were in hers. After that year passed she gave up entirely, she knew that the boy would never come back to Atlantica. She knew that she had wasted her time waiting for him to. She knew that it wasn’t anything that she could dwell on any longer. So she covered up his stupid hat and every day she thought of him less and less until he was just a passing visitor in her dreams, still lingering for a few moments when she woke up.
Until tonight. Now that she had rediscovered her hat James Hook was all that she could think about and that simply would not do. She practically jumped out of the car when they finally reached the right beach, the fire obscured by a rocky hill etched into the shoreline. It felt like she had been suffocating in there, like there just wasn’t enough air for both her and the ghost of her past. Adella clambered over the rocks, trying to get to the other side, aware of Rikki’s raised eyebrows and judgmental eyes boring into her back. She didn’t care. As soon as she got to the other side she was calmed by the fire and slowed her pace to wait for her best friend and the rest of their group.
“What was that about?” Rikki asked, unsure of whether to laugh or be concerned.
“I just… really need a drink,” Adella said with a laugh, pushing the problem to the back of her mind. That’s where it would stay until it had disappeared from her thoughts completely.
“Alright!” Rikki breathed a sigh of relief smiling up at her friend. “Okay! I’ll get you one, just a sec.”
Adella rolled her eyes as Rikki scampered off. Her best friend always wanted to do stuff for her, as if that made Adella keep her around or something. Though she had assured Rikki many times that wasn’t the case she still just kept doing. Though, Adella had to admit, it was pretty nice not to have to do any hard work herself. As she waited for the other girl to return she eyed up the beach. There was already a pretty good fire going, the party clearly underway. A good fifty people milled around, some chilling by the flames others moving together on an imaginary dance floor near some speakers. That’s where she needed to be. She said her thanks to Rikki as she brought her back a cup of her favorite drink- SoCo and Mellow Yellow- and hurried to get it down so that she could get another and move towards the dance floor.
After one or two more Adella gave Rikki a thumbs up and moved towards a shaggy blond-haired boy sitting around the fire. She tapped his shoulder and gave him a winning smile as he turned to look at her. “Dance with me?” He consented immediately and Adella shot her best friend a smirk, noticing that she had already moved towards a beach boy herself. As Adella pulled her partner onto the floor he looked at her carefully and asked, “do you have a name?” For a moment Adella stopped moving, instead just staring at his face. He might have recognized her. That was something she tried to avoid, she didn’t need to be Princess Adella, she just wanted to be a normal girl. A normal girl at a party. Nothing more in depth than that. Girls with names had history. Adella didn’t want a history, she just wanted a fresh start. She recovered quickly, smiling wide and beginning to sway to the music. “Does it even matter?”
Student Meme - Adella
ABOUT YOU
Name? Alexis
Age? 20
Gender? Female
What made you join Walt Academy RPG? I got obsessed with the Mad/Wendy para that was going on at the time then started creeping everyone and Della just called to me.
ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER
What’s your character’s name? Adella Marina Bennett
Age? 17
Date of birth? June 13, 1994
What’s their ethnicity? Atlantican
Interesting physical characteristics? Green/gold eyes
First language? English
Any languages on the side? A bit of Spanish
Five words that describe them? Fun, intimidating, sarcastic, adventurous, loyal
Favorite color? Green
Favorite animal? Dolphins
Favorite food? Jerk chicken. Or anything with coconut in it.
How do they dress (When not in school uniform)? Skinnies, converse, and leather jacket.
What kind of music do they listen to? Post-Hardcore, typically. Punk Rock.
Do they have any hobbies? Dancing
What are they really good at? Sleeping in, finding trouble, having a good time.
What are they really bad at? telling the truth.
What makes them happy? music, clubbing, friends, attention.
What is their favorite memory? tie between spending the day with Hook after he saved her life or the night she got hired at the club- the two times she felt like she was actually significant.
What is their most hated memory? Triton missed her most important recital because Attina wasn't feeling well and he was more concerned about her than Adella's achievements.
Do they have any repressed memories? No
Any skeletons in their closet you’d like to drag out? None yet, we'll see.
How would you really entertain this character or catch their eye?: Take her to do something she's never done before. Offer drugs. Be a little rebellious.
What do they like about people? They're so easy to see through.
What do they hate about people? They can be so judgmental.
Is there anyone that they look up to? Her dad.
What is the kindest thing they’ve ever done? She may be trouble but she's not typically too mean. Maybe taking the blame here and there for Ariel not being in class back at home.
What is the worst thing they’ve ever done? Talked shit on some of her sisters, got into a fight with Alana. She doesn't consider things she does outside of the home to be bad usually, even if they would be frowned upon in normal society.
What is their favorite aspect of Walt Academy? The freedom to do what she wants when she wants.
What is their least favorite aspect of Walt Academy? It's not in Atlantica.
What does it take to make them break? Calling her out on her shit, leaving her all alone.
What would it take for this character to strongly dislike a person? She'd really only dislike someone if their personalities clashed or if they tried starting drama with her.
What are their pet peeves? Needlessly bitchy girls, stupid guys, snow, group projects
What does your character excel in: manual labor or mental labor? Mental. Triton may not have ever really paid them attention but she and her sisters ARE princesses and so she hasn't really ever HAD to work.
Did they ever have a job before they came here? Yes, but it was just for fun, and attention.
How do they feel about being sent to Walt Academy? Upset. She didn't want to leave her job, her friends, her dad.
How do they view authority? She really doesn't even acknowledge that they exist.
What is their opinion of the teachers? They’re all pretty much just like the students.
Do they work well with others? If so, with up to how many can they handle? Not really. She likes to do things her own way.
How about alone? Sure.
How does your character do in school (Good grades or bad)? Solid C student, mainly because of poor attendance because she's actually already very well educated.
What is their favorite subject? History.
What is their least favorite subject? Math.
Do they hold any particular title? What could their classmates remember them by? She's a princess but she really hasn't told anyone. Most would probably remember her by different things.
Are they popular? At home, yes. At Walt I really don't think there's a popularity hierarchy, I mean, she's not a recluse or anything so.
Social status? See previous answer.
Do they like school, or hate it? It's alright.
Who were your character’s primary caregivers? Her dad.
What were they like? Neglectful.
How did your character relate to them? She was just always trying to get his attention.
Did they have any siblings? What was their relationship like? Six sisters. Best with Ariel, Arista, possibly Andrina. Worst with Alana and Attina. Doesn't care much for Aquata.
What’s your character’s relationship with their family now? Generally the same, though things are getting better with Attina.
How do they feel about family in general? She loves her family but doesn't really want to be around them.
Do they want a family? Is a family in their future? Probably not..
Is true love out there? Does it happen on first sight? First kiss? Oh yes. Some insignificant boy in 5th grade..
Is it possible to truly hate? Yes.
Is it possible to be truly evil? No.
Does your character have a romantic interest? Are they dating? Who? Captain James Hook, from way back. She hasn't realized he's at Walt yet so no. She's keeping her eyes out for anyone who could make her happy.
If not, why?
How does your character view dating? It should be fun, we're young.
Are they for or opposed to romantic encounters? No.
Does your character have any kinks? She likes it rough.
How would you woo this character? Be mysterious, exciting, make her feel like she's worth something..
Straight, Gay, Bi, Pansexual? Straight.
How would you get them into bed? Turn her on.
Is your character a slut? This question is so offensively worded I won't even answer it. She'll sleep with who she wants to but she doesn't have a super extensive sexual history.
Once in bed, do they have any specific turn-ons? Many.
What could you do to drive this character out of bed? Talking too much, be awkward.
Do they cuddle after, or no? Do they cuddle in general? Della loves cuddling.
Do they masturbate? Yes.
Do they prefer intimacy or detachment? Intimacy.
Is a lie justified if it makes somebody feel better or does some sort of good deed? Sure.
How do they feel about cops? They're incompetent and most often nuisances .
Does your character value justice or mercy more? Justice.
How do they make their decisions? With her heart, she can be pretty irrational.
What does your character fear? That she's actually as insignificant as she feels.
Do they actively seek social support or keep to themselves? She keeps to herself, discussing feelings is weird.
Do they prefer large groups of people or hanging around with a handful or less? A small group, preferably.
Which do they value more, quality or quantity? Quality.
How do they feel about money? It's useful.
How do they treat it? She buys what she wants, not really a saver.
What does your character think about nature? It's very calming, she likes the night.
Does he/she believe in him/herself? Less than she shows.
Any physical self-destructive tendencies? No.
Any mental self-destructive tendencies? Not really, she tries not to hole herself up so that she doesn't have time to tear herself down.
How does your character view humanity? People really aren't that complex and it's easy to get what you want from them.
How does your character view him/herself? She's comfortable in her own skin but feels like she'll never be good enough for really anyone.
Does the end justify the means? Absolutely. Whatever it takes.
"Meet Adella, the unpredictable and spontaneous one of her six sisters. She’s always craved danger and doing what she knows isn’t right, and she loves the adrenaline rush she gets from doing these things that are so wrong. One night, she sneaked out with her friends and they took her to a club called The Catfish Club. She was instantly enamored with the place, the people, and everything about The Catfish Club. It was her perfect getaway, and a getaway that she frequented almost every night. With her constant visits, the club manager took note and eventually offered her a job. The only thing was that he had no idea she was underage, but lucky for Adella, she was an extremely good liar. She readily accepted the job and was making great money every night, dancing in near to nothings for men. The attention felt wonderful, and it was something she never got in her family of six. They were all battling for attention at home, but at The Catfish Club, it was all about Adella, all the time. Nothing good lasts forever though, and this was no exception to that rule. She was caught, but being the daughter of royalty had it’s perks. She was let off the law easy, but that didn’t mean that she wouldn’t have consequences for her action. Her father has since cut her off, packed her bags, and sent her to Walt Academy with the rest of her sisters."
Schedule:
8:30 – British Literature
9:35 – Algebra II
10:40 – Free Period
11:45 – Lunch
12:50 – Dance
1:55 – Earth Science
3:00 – European History
B days:
8:30 – European History
9:35 – Algebra II
10:40 – Earth Science
11:45 – Lunch
12:50 – College Preparatory
1:55 – Drama
3:00 – British Literature
