Dunno. And teh new person dun haveta be nerdy. x3 It's just liek. Think about it like some blind/deaf/mute/etc kid that's uber bullied. Then, this new person transfers to the school, and they end up frieeeends. ;D

Pft. Bios. Are boring. xD Basic ones, mebbe, just name, age, pic/looks.

Ty's fine with either. :3

Pft. He ain't wimpy, he's disabled. ;D

Butprettywimpytoo. Mute wouldn't work well because of obvious reasons, but blind or deaf? Ty's thinking deaf, 'cos if someone's deaf since birth or not long after birth, they can't speak very well, and usually speak with a lisp, so he'd prolly get bullied more 'cos of that. o 3o

Hokay then. Buh-bye! <3

Name: Sanctus Daniels

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Appearance:

[[Hokay. :3]]

Sanctus waked quickly down the corridor, oblivious to the stares of people who didn't like him much. He was, in a sense, even more oblivious of their words; he always was. Even words to him were more of a visual reference than anything else, and it had been hard when he was younger and didn't know how to lip read, only how to sign. Silence was ever present in his world; it ruled strongly, and no noise or sound was allowed.
He opened his locker door, pulling out his books, and unknowing of the people approaching him from behind until he saw there shadows on the floor. Turning around, he saw a group of boys and looked at them, to find they'd already been talking.
''Hey, weirdo. Why don't you tell us your name again?'' Sanctus was unable to speak some words very clearly, but he was getting better. Most of the time you wouldn't even know he was deaf, save for the fact he never knew when to speak up or lower his voice.
''You know my name perfectly well.'' He said softly, turning to walk away. One of them grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back, making him look at him by pinning him to the locker.
''Sorry, kid, I can't hear you. You'll have to speak up, I'm 'fraid.'' Sanctus's shoulders sagged; didn't he even get one morning without something like this? Reluctantly, he raised his voice a fraction.
''I said you know my name already. If you must hear it again, my name is Sanctus Daniels.'' The boy who had him pinned either didn't like the tone of Sanctus's voice, or he didn't like the words he used; either way, he wasn't happy.
''Are you talking back to me? What makes you think you can do that, weirdo?'' Sanctus swallowed. Even without the capablity of being able to hear, he could tell the boy was getting agitated.
''... I'm not talking back. I was just answering your question.'' For that response, the boy physically lifted Sanctus off the ground, and leaned in close.
''Excuse me? Whaddaya think, lads? Does this sound like backtalk to you?'' He glanced around to his 'lads', who all nodded and grinned. ''Well then. Looks like you're a liar too.''
''I'm not lying.'' His voice was drowned out by a bell he was unaware of, and he was dropped to the ground.
''Hmph. You even lie about lying. Well, we'll see you after school, weirdo.'' With that, the group of boys walked off, and Sanctus picked up the books he hadn't realized he'd dropped.
Keeping his head down, he headed quickly to class, going immediately to the back of the room and to the seat in the corner. No one sat near him; no one ever did.
He'd heard they were having a new student that day, but it didn't make much difference. In a school of over a thousand students, not one of them had chosen to befriend him, so why would this one new student be different?

[[Nononono, That's perfect. <3 Ty tends to babble in her first post. x3]]

Sanctus sighed. Another five minutes until the teacher would enter the room. Everyone else seemed to be perfectly happy to converse among themselves that were seen but not heard, but he never did that, so he took out his sketchpad instead.
Flipping it open, he took a charcoal pencil and began to draw, not entirely certain what it was he was drawing. Sleek curves and rough splashes made him choose to have it be a sea creaure, although he didn't know any kind that looked like the one he was seeing in his head.
In the end, after he'd drawn part of a ship being pulled down by the creature, he realized he'd drawn something he'd seen in a library book once, a Kracken.
The final bell, signalling class was about to start, went off, but Sanctus didn't know this and continued drawing. It was only the fact that the students around him started taking out books that alerted him, and when he looked up at the clock, he sighed and put his sketchpad away. He'd have to finish it later.

[[Lol, forgot you preferred to do it in first person. x3 -fails-]]

After the teacher entered, I pulled out my English books and copies, not bothering to open them until we'd been told what we were to do.
Just as the teacher seemed about to give us our assignments, I saw a flicker of movement to the right and glanced over to see a girl enter the room. She was pretty, as if that mattered, and I guessed she was the new student.
I was surprised when she walked in my direction, and even more surprised when she sat down next to me.
I guessed it was because there were no other available seats, but still; it was weird for me, to have someone willingly sit next to me. It didn't happen very often.
I glanced to her briefly, and her eyes seemed nervous. Not much I could do about that, though, and I had to keep an eye on the teacher, otherwise I wouldn't know what we were doing.
Turning my gaze to the teacher, I rested my elbow on the desk and my chin in my hand, waiting to be told what we were to do.