Welcome to Platform 9 ¾

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Riley: They finally let me out of the admin building. I snatched my bags up and stalked out of the room, dragging them along with me to where I assumed my new living quarters were. I struggled with a map on top of my other things including a cup of coffee. It was about four in the afternoon but I was still waking up. I had barely said goodbye to my Mom before they lugged me off to be drug tested and pried at. Both of which didn't go over well. I finally got fed up and decided that I was lost. I sat down on a bench outside of some building and closed my eyes in irritation. My fiery red hair hadn't been flat ironed that day, so it was a mass of frizzy curls framing my face and collarbones. I felt helpless and the skin of my inner arms itched, where the torn skin was probably scabbing over. I tugged my sleeves downward and looked up at the sky, tugging at my shorts instead now.
 
Dean: I must have left the door open behind me, but I didn't quite notice. I knew I'd have to leave home sometime and move to Lisette, the way my parents wanted it. They were sick of taking care of me, their fuck up son. I threw my duffle bag of clothes on my "new bed" in my dormroom. A sudden depression took over me when I realized I was missing out on so many parties and raves this weekend. The possibilities were endless and I was missing out. I wanted to kick myself for getting arrested so many times.

Brahmin Bag, Chucks, Chic Chambray Top, and an earthy 70's inspired top. If I were to match a story with this set I could imagine myself living out the remainder of my teenage years in L.A., working on my carrier and enjoying the beach that would remind me of my current home here in the Pensacola area.
If only!

William: I hadn't been out of bed in days, I was particularly deactualized this week and didn't have to willpower to leave bed. But today, I was determined to at least make en effort, and I was starving, so that was another driving force. I sat on my bed that was well made and stared off into space while I got myself dressed.

Theme: Ethereal

Will: I walked around campus with no direction. It wasn't a particularly great day mentally. I kicked around a pine cone, my hands shoved deep in my pockets. I head a headache and I couldn't focus on anything today. A teacher had asked me a question today and I was looking right at her and didn't even notice. I thought about that kicking myself. I knew it wasn't my fault I was born with a bad brain, but I felt like there was a way I could prevent it.
 
Cora: I had fallen asleep again in Arrons room the night before so I went back to my room to shower and get ready for my classes. At the moment I felt tears stinging the back of my eyes, I had another weigh in today and I had gained weight. I had worked so hard and was almost to my goal when I was enrolled here and now it was all going to shit. I decided to start reading Brave New World in the library because I would rather get lost in someone else's story

I sat silently in a corner of the library, sketching on the same page of my sketchbook I'd been marking on for a while. I was having a hard time today, I was very deactualized and was having trouble focusing on anything. After a while I decided that the best thing for me was to pick up my sketchbook. She was right, art helped me.

I took myself to the academy. Nobody drove me, I piled my luggage into a cab and my "parents" barely waved me off. I sat waiting for Levi to appear next to me. I smiled at him as he did, right on cue. I held his firm hand for the ride to the academy. After the crash, I knew he was dead, I should have been dead right alongside him. He keeps showing up though. Everyone tells me that he's gone, I refuse to believe that just because somebody is dead, it doesn't mean you can't still be with them. We sat in silence and I kissed his cheek on the way out of the cab, earning a strange look from the driver and the guards. I signed myself in reluctantly. The mood around me was almost as glum as I felt. I knew that this was the better option, either I go here, or I go to juvenile prison for assisting in manslaughter. But he isn't actually gone, it's just that nobody sees that. I trudge up the stairs and to my "new home". I throw my bags down and sit on the cold cold floor.

Catrin Barkley
Age: 17
Bio: Astranged Catrin had never really been embraced by her peers. She had a handful of friends, but no close relations. She was a depressive personality. Abused and neglected as a child, her parents always told her to stay away from the other kids so nobody would ask about her bruises or her frail weight. This eventually faded as she got older, but her social habits stayed the same until Levi came into the picture. She let Levi in slowly, they fell into a deep and quite forbidden romance. She found intense passion with him, but she also found intense depression that matched hers. They were tragically perfect for each other. They schemed their perfect way out of this world. Catrin and Levi's bodies were found entangled in a smashed vehicle perched precariously on the side of a cliff. The rainy night when they were both supposed to disappear forever together, only one of them achieved death.
Likes: Smoking pot, drinking wine, feeling love and happiness, music
Dislikes: Making relationships, thinking about love, violence, feeling alone
Issue/Why they're here: After Levi died, Catrin was shaped into a completely new person. Now even more astranged, she also became obsessed with the supernatural and afterlife, had a stronger need for social isolation, and she found herself thinking irrationally and hallucinating that Levi was still with her. She would even talk to him on a daily basis as if he was still here. Doctors diagnosed her with Schizotypal personality disorder and referred her to Benjamin Academy.
face claim: Lana Del Rey
 
(I will make a boy soon, if not tonight then I will in the morning. Yes I am aware that her bio is very similar to Lana's Born To Die video, but I'm obsessed with everything Lana Del Rey don't judge me.)

I was tearing it up today. I swept my board to a stop and rode the low rolling waves while I sat down. I needed to catch my breath for a bit. I lay down on my stomach and paddled with my hands for a while. I looked over at my fellow surfers and smiled.