Intro duction to Government, Intro

[DIMITRI FOXWORTH GIOVANNI]

Dimitri read the newspaper as he waited for the students arriving for his Government class. He sat behind a desk he was sure had been used for at least five years now. The room he's using no older than his youngest daughter, Nadine. Dimitri leaned back intro his chair and stretched. They day had been slow and he thought about Nadine. The day was only half over and he wanted to see his youngest daughter. Right now Nadine was with Hannah Parker. She had another last name added to that, but he'd lost it at the moment. His eldest daughter was in class at the moment. That or Lunch, he didn't know her schedule. At least the school schedule. He knew her after school schedule.

For the first day of his Government class, he had nothing planned for the students to do. All he planned was to introduce them to the class and get to know each and every student. Dimitri Foxworth Giovanni wasn't a teacher who forced students to tell him something about them. Dimitri was the one doing the learning by observation. They were his lab rats to see what worked and didn't work. That way, he'll be prepared for next year. He was sure they'll do just that without even knowing it. Dimitri knew he'd get backtalkers, troublermakers and the such. This didn't bother him as he had a way with people. He's taller, too. He hadn't seen anyone over six feet in height, so he had a foot on them at least.

He had the best idea for a puunishment. What he had planned will not only teach them respect, but it'll kill the teen pregnanicies in New York. He was the prime example with getting Lindsay pregnant with Terry. Dimitri planned to give them a dose of what they'd be dealing with if they had to care for a child when they were this young. It hadn't been easy. Terry was a good baby and now she was all most grown up. It made him sad that his eldest daughter would head off to college. They had a perfect father and daughter relationship, though. They depended on each other and he is so glad to have that. hat didn't mean they had the 'talk'. Dimitri had to make sure she knew that and he doubted she'd do it.

Dimitri wore a black long sleeved top, but it was breathable. He had a jacket on over this and bluejeans. Both black items were well fitted. It'll show off his well defined physique. Dimitri worked out everyday in order to keep up with Nadine. He wasn't like the governor from California, but he'd be problems if anyone comes and attacks. Also, he had been in the military as a sniper. Dimitri regretted killing those people, but he had been given orders.He didn't know how many people he'd killed, but it was enough to give him nightmares.He ran a hand through his spikey blonde hair. Where were the students? Hannah had told him he'd see some debaters in there. Which some days class would be about.

[LANDON BLAKE WATERS]

put to rest what you thought of me
while I clean this slate with the hands of uncertainty

so let mercy come and wash away
what I've done I'll face myself to cross out what I've become

Time to catch up on sleep! thought Landon Waters as he reached the desk far in the back of the roomwhere he sat in every class. He had been up all night with a girl from the other dorm and was in no mood to sit up and listen to some old ass teacher drone on and on about government. Landon knew just all he needed to know about the subject; it sucked! So he kicked off his shoes and dropped his bag on the floor against the wall before slamming his forehead down on the hard, wooden desk. Dream land was soon to be his!

Landon was the type of guy who didn't need to do any work to pass a class, he had people for that. It was what being a Royal was all about! You had the wannabees to do your dirty work. So he would more than likely get that nerdy kid from Spanish class to finish off his work tonight. It was awesome! He didn't even have to pay the guy, just spend like five seconds telling a few 'tips' on getting girls and becomming popular and the kid was happy. And Landon liked to help him, even though he was positively sure the boy wouldn't score a date by the time he was thirty...

He paid no mind to the others in the class staring at him, he was used to being looked at wherever he went. Just the other day, he was at the mall slipping a slurpee when this woman all dressed up in an evening gown walked to him and asked him to be her Prince Charming in a photo shoot. It was odd, yes, but Landon wasn't one to turn down a damsel in distress. So he really was used to others watching him endlessly. He knew he was hot. There wasn't a doubt about that!

[TERRENCE HEAVEN KIRKPATRICK]

OH MY GOD! THIS IS GOING TO BE GREAT! Terry thought to herself as she bounced into the Government class. It's more that she flitted into the room. No one was able to break this girl's spirit. Nothing was better than having your father-- which you're the absolutest closest to-- teach a subject she's sure is fun! Rae's getting more time with her father. The downfall is that she had to share him for the hour and a half class! Which was fine with her since she was lucky enough to live with him! Beat that bitches! Yes, there were some students all ready fawning and goggling him. It was her duty to protect her father as well as her sister!

Her yellow, black, brown and white sundress chiched at the waist and moved with her as her feet barely touched the ground. It's as if she was a wood nymph spreading the joy throughout the area! Terrence wore a gold bead necklace around her neck and a sunflower bracelet. Her brown tresses bounced as she moved to her father. Not caring that any one saw her, she'd hug him around the neck. "Hi Daddy!" She'd coo in her sweet girl voice before hugging him tightly around the neck. Yes, she didn't favor him much except the facial structure. The rest was her mom. Terrence was happy to be in this class. Nothing better at all. At least in her most honest opinion.

The day had been slow and she'd been itching to see her father. Not many would do what she just did, but they weren't her, now were they? Terrence Heaven Kirkpatrick was daddy's little girl. They'd all ways gotten along with each other. Her mother had been another story. Heather had tried to push her, 'there's no time for mistakes' onto her and she'd rebelled. Thankfully juvenile court saw she was better with her father. In fact, it'd been an unanimous! Terrence won't ever get separted from him again. "How's your day been, daddy?" Terry then sat ontop of his desk letting her legs dangle off the edge. Chew-chew-chew- pop! Yes, Terry had gum in her mouth. Bubble gum to be exact.

Terry Heaven Kirkpatrick glanced around the room with her sky blue hues. There's a few people there, but she'd notice Landon first. A R-O-Y-A-L! Royal. Oh. My. God. The about- to- be- seventeen- year- old reigns in her excitment. Terry had nine excrutating days till she'll turn seventeen! And that was a very long wait when you're a girl! One thing that's awesome: Her turning seventeen before the rest of her classmates. The downsides, however, were being more mature then the classmates and not being born in August, because then she'd definitley turn seventeen before anyone! She couldn't wait to see what her dad had planned for them!

The other teachers had went straight into lesson plans... and Terry could tell you that it sucked! Terry will help her father be the coolest teacher at the school. More then likely he will win it! That's her biased opinion, though. In fact, she had her own idea what's going to happen; He'll observe them! Terry had a good day so far and hoped it'll only get better!

[WHITNEY SAGE TISHMAN]

HOW TO STAY STRONG AND CARRY YOU HOME
over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters
GOD DAMMIT I JUST CANT DO IT ALONE

Whitney stared in the mirror for an hour before finally deciding to get ready. She had decide what she wanted to do today. It took a while. Whitney never went out without her looks being top notch. She slid fish nets up her bird-like legs and a tight black tee with the Coca-Cola emblem down her thin torso. Over the fishnets, she put on a grey, pleated miniskirt and knee-high heeled boots. With the black tee, she put on a maroon cardigan and a silver, white, and black tie. She had on her dark eye make up with glittered red and silver eye shadow. Her long hair was in loose pig tails with ribbons around the end. She smiled and thumbed-up the mirror.

Whitney walked down the hall with her messenger bag on her shoulder. Inside her bag, she had several text books, her prized laptop, an overly large pencil case, three notebooks, and a bottle of Pepsi. She waved to a few people in the hallway and smiled happily. She took out her blackberry and sent a text to Blaire and Maxwell, wishing them a good morning. She loved her best friends. While walking by Tibby’s locker, Whitney pushed a note inside of it, saying the same thing. Tibby failed sometimes with technology.

Government wasn’t anything Whitney wanted to learn about. She was more fond of communism. Democracy was never something she was happy about. Whitney celebrated in the joy of her ancestries leader, Mussolini. The Italians always had something up their sleeves. Whitney was never one to deny her lines. She thought about creating a school mafia, but she realized it was too clichéd and too much of a hassle. Though, Tibby would make an awesome hitman.

Walking into the room, Whitney looked up to the teacher. Her brow raised, but she spoke nothing. She twitched when she heard the girl talk. Whitney just shook her head. Then, she saw Landon. She smiled. This class wasn’t going to be so horrible after all. Now, all she needed was her other buddies, and Whitney was in safe hands.

She walked up behind Landon. Her fingertips grazed the back of his neck. He hands flattened onto his shoulders and slowly ran down the length of his arms. Her body got closer and closer to his until her breasts were pressed against his shoulders. Whitney nuzzled in close and kissed his earlobe. She whispered softly, “Don’t fall asleep on my down, baby, because I’m just arriving.” She pulled her body apart from his very slowly.

Once separated, Whitney threw herself into the chair across from him. She placed her bag down on the floor and took out her laptop. She opened it up and let it turn on. She normally took any type of notes on it. It made life easier. She looked over to Landon, “Please, don’t go dull on me now, bitch. I need you to remain conscious so I someone knows when to cut me the hell off when I start on some damn rant, ya know?” Her fingers tapped across the laptop, making a heading for today notes. Her eyes remained on Landon.

They were not lovers. They never would be. They just had the type of relationship to know there were no space bubbles. Being playful was always allowed. But as for anything serious? Never. Landon was like her younger brother. She loved that relationship.

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lyrics"I can't do it alone" 3OH!3!
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[CIAN TREY HULSEY]

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You hear their stories and know their crazy games
Are you gonna play around or are you going to take the world by the ass?
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Cian woke up late. He cussed and tried to make his hair look like something...well...like he just woke up. He didn't have the time it took to mess with it right now. He just put on his eyeliner and walked out the door. he stopped in the middle of the hallway and walked back to his room. Going to class in boxers was not the best idea.

So, Cian slipped into a pair of skinny jeans, Avenged Sevenfold shirt (with Syn's hand print near his ass), his black chucks, and he even remember to snag his book bag this time. Oh yeah! Cian totally remembered how to go to school. Drugs and Rock N Roll did nothing to his memory at all.

Cian felt his phone vibrate on his walk to class "CICADA" popped up on his screen. Cicada was his younger sister. She was known less often as Cadin. Popular girls thought she looked like a bug and she got the name Cicada. She thought it was cool, and luckily she did, because it stuck. He missed Cicada, but being in New York was helping him alot. This was his favorite city that he ever traveled to, and it was remaining this way.

Cian walked into Government and saw some girl calling the teacher 'daddy'. Either she was his daughter, or this teacher could go to jail and that was sick. He took a step back, almost tempted not to go at all. Then, he saw some girl with long hair on the back of some boy, lift away and start typing on a laptop while cussing up a storm. Normal high schoolers! Yes!

Cian took a seat in the back corner. There was no way in hell he was going to associate himself in a class about this. He spent years putting out his hate for the government and the war into songs after songs. He was required to take this class by the government to graduate. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck a damn duck! He sighed and took out his phone to text Cicada before the class started.

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NOTES:Yay rebellion!

[LANDON BLAKE WATERS]

put to rest what you thought of me
while I clean this slate with the hands of uncertainty

so let mercy come and wash away
what I've done I'll face myself to cross out what I've become

All of a sudden, a chill went down Landon's neck. A hand caressed the back of his neck before putting forth the weight of a body on his back. At first, he didn't pay any mind to it. Like I said, he was used to any form of attention for being a Royal. But then she spoke and Landon lifted his head sleepily and wiped his eyes with his fingers. Please, don’t go dull on me now, bitch He knew that voice from anywhere. It was one of his breast- I mean best friends, Whitney!

He and her had this sort of brother/ sister realtionship with alot more touchy feely. If one didn't know any better, they would think the two were a couple at times the way they cling to one another but no. This was one girl Landon had the most respect for out of the whole entire universe. Whitney Tishman, his friend and companion could never see himself in any sort of sexual relations with. The one and only girl. For any other, was a pawn to be toyed with.

"Yea, yea. I'm up." he shook his head and his hair fell wildly around his face. "You know I can't sleep when you're here... and that meaning you won't let me...." He smiled and grabbed a book from his backpack to put up like a wall like he did in almost any class to block the teacher from view. The only class he din't do that in was the classes with the hot, young teachers, but this one he could pass with looking at.

[HALLEY SCARLETT GRAY]

it's 3am, i'm outside your window
jump the fence, dad will never know
i fell in love with you in my passenger seat

Halley woke up to Terrence singing in the shower and squealing about how excited she was. Halley was pissed. Halley also wanted to go back to sleep. It was, what, 6:30 in the morning? Class didn’t start till 7:15. She could wait a little. Halley didn’t work well in the morning. She pulled her pillow over her head and dug herself deep into the pillow. She didn't even dye her hair last night because The Shining was on TV. Damn Cashmere for having their movie channels. This girl was so annoying! This was the time she wished she had a small dog or something to have piss on Terry’s bed. But ‘they weren’t allowed anything that wasn’t caged’ and Halley refused to cage animals. Plus, Terry’d tell on her like the fifth grader she is. Groaning, she got up, put a piece of gum in her mouth, some deodorant on, and some jeans. She had a tank top on, that was good enough.

She looked at the time on her way passing out. 6:45. Who chose to be up this early?! With half an hour left, Halley made her way to the small student-run smoothie shop in the Grand Hall. Kids ran it to help pay off tuition and suck up to teachers instead of getting a real job to pay for tuition and pay wannabes to do their homework. She ordered a strawberry/banana and, unfortunately, made her way to class.

Halley walked through the doors, sipping her smoothie on the way. It wasn’t the best tasting thing, but it cost two bucks and was run by a bunch of sophomores with no lives at six in the morning, so she wasn’t complaining. Shit, Terry better fuckin’ calm down. With all this Mackenzie Phillips shit goin’ on, I wouldn’t be surprised if the CPS took her away. Eh, she’d try to have a heart-to-heart talk with Terrence about the no-no’s of PDA one day when Halley wasn’t waken by her at six-fuckin’-thirty in the morning.

Halley took a seat in the middle-by-the-window and took out her notebook. She always sat by the window so she could doodle instead of listen. But Halley liked debating with teachers, and Government was a good class to debate in, whether the teacher allowed it or not, so she might pay attention. She was just mostly interested in whatever the fuck raised Terry.

She looked around the room, seeing who was in this class. Terrence, awwh yay…, Whitney, Halley had no problem with her, she approved some of her opinions, Cian, eh, good music, too much hair and Landon, idiot. It evened out. Wasn’t too bad. She looked around outside and saw a squirrel throw an acorn at some girl, who then began yelling at it. Halley took a mental picture in her head and started doodling. She’d taken an art class where she once had one second to look at whatever she was drawing and then had to draw whatever she’d seen in her own personal opinion. She loved it. Then she’d taken an art class where she had to draw an old guy’s sagging penis and hated it. She wasn’t one of those idiots who snickered the entire time, but she had a hard time looking. Halley wasn’t a virgin, but she didn’t really want to look at some old guy’s penis for two hours. Didn’t really turn her on.

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lyrics : girls freak me out by the summer set !
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[OLIVER VALENTINO LAYNE]

Oliver Valentino Layne walked into the Government class and looked around. The first thing he saw was the cheerleader Terrence Kirkpatrick hugging the teacher. He'd heard from Blaire that his Government teacher was Terry's father. Nice to know they have a great father and daughter relationship., Oliver thought to himself. Those sky blue hues glanced around more to see his party pal, Landon. With, no doubt, a girl hanging all over him. That's landon for you, Oliver said smiling in his head. The girl lying all over Landon had been Whitney.

His blue eyes spotted Halley. Halley had been the one to itn errupt him and Blaire at the Mall. He didn't know what to think of her at the moment. However, he didn't want to have to deal with public display of affection between Landon and Whitney, or any girl intent on getting Landon's attention, so he headed over to Halley. Oliver placed his books down on the table. The Government teacher had tables arranged in a circle. His guess was to be able to debate better. Oliver then sat down. "Halley, right?" He just wanted to check. Oliver hated getting names wrong.

His eyes drifted around looking for a certain blonde female name Blaire. Oliver took his cell phone out and sent not only a smiley icon, but a message asking if she is coming to the Government class. He fell in love with her the moment he'd met her out on the football field. He had received a black eye by a football for not paying attention. Some Freshmen had thrown it, but his aim was off. Yeah, so that whole year, he'd been called Oliver, from the movie Oliver and company. He didn't mind getting teased for a few months, too. That was their way of teasing him.

Oliver looked back towards Halley. She was sitting by herself, which wasn't out of the norm. He'd heard what happened when he went to get breakfast with a couple of friends.About the little disagreement over this little girl both Terry and Blaire adored. Terry had all ways been chirpy and all of that since the day she'd came to Cashmere. Terry was just happy to have her father there and by the looks of it, she adored him. Not a lot of people had their dad or had a good relationship with them. Oliver wasn't an example. He had a good one with his father as well. He wondered what really bugged Halley.

[BLAIRE ELIZABETH LOCKET]

I'm way too cool for ya boy
That's why it'll never work

I'll have you suicidal when I say it's over
Damn all these Beautiful Girls
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Blaire skipped happily down the hall way. She had just finished off her bag of skittles and was in a really good mood today. Her hair was blown out and it fanned down her back carelessly. She had on her favorite pair of Diesel blue jeans and an old white American Eagle shirt that seriously needed to be thrown away but Blaire rocked it anyway with Ugs on her feet.

She bounced her way into class and immediently spotter her bestest friend ever, Whitney! Naturally she was all over Landon Waters, it was so funny, those two were like the cutest couple who never could be! "Guys!"she laughed as she slid into the seat behind Whitney, "You do know that's like incest... you're like brother and sister!" She giggled knowing that wasn't true. But the bond those two had was just like it.

She stretched her hands above her head and yawned a bit. This class was going to be uber statistically boring! Governemt was just... ick! But thankfully she had Landon and Whit to help her make it through the class. Blaire twisted in her seat to stretch her back and caught sight of Oliver in the back with Haley. She jumpe dout of her seat and hugged him and then Haley. They were just both so huggable! buzzzz "Zomg! Olie I JUST Got ur text! I swear Altell is the pits!" She pulled her skinny little butt back in seat and smiled. Ollie's hair was looking extra soft today and she just couldn't help to resist the urge to touch it. Her hand ran through his hair and ruffled it lightly. "It's always so soft!" she giggled. "Feel it!" she told Halley. "I'm serious!isn't it?"

[VALERIE ANNE COLE]

Valerie walked down the hall to her first class which was Government. Valerie really didn't mind school it's she didn't want to hear other people talking about her or their problems so when she was in class she listened to her ipod. As Val walked into the class she looked around and shook her head as she took a seat in the back in a dark corner. Val wore a long sleeve shirt and jeans,her hair was in her eyes,she had in her eye ring,lip ring and tongue ring. Val was in her own world right now and she was happy. Val did see a girl who was hugging the teacher and she rolled her eyes. Why was she doing thatVal thought to herself.

Val basically wore the long sleeve shirt to cover up her tats and her cut marks, she used to cut on herself but not anymore because the only one she was herself. The jeans were her moms and they were to tight on her so Val decided to take them. She wears her hair over her eyes so no one can look at them she hates it when people look at her eyes[ and the percings she has is just a phase she went through. Her mom told her she not to do it but Val did it anyway to make her mom mad and the song she is listening to is vampires won't hurt you by My Chemical Romance. Val slouched down in her chair and lay her head on her arm as she listen to the music and watched everyone.