((Oh sorry, computer shut down and I didnt think it posted, lol.))

Name: Ash

Gender: Female

Age: teen

Looks: Has long, light, blonde hair, and jade green eyes. She usually wears jeans and a black t shirt.

Personality: Prefers to be alone sometimes. Is rude sometimes, but not too often. She likes to voice her opinin on things.

History:  She spent large amount of time talking to herself. She use to just ask herself questions. Then she started answering them. Soon she was having entire discussions and began to argue with herself. Her parents thought she was crazy and put her in Willow Brook Academy

Other: No

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BIO:

Name: Dawn Lucifer

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Looks: (deions are loved!): tall, and well built for a girl, standing in at 5"11. She is flat chested,and has long oak coloured haired, with natural ginger streaks that she keeps back in a high pony tail. pale skin with a few freckes bridgeing her nose and she has pale blue with specs of grey tinting the outer edges of her iris. does not own, or wear any makeup, but hes have a silver studded earing in her left ear-lobe. Wears khaki green combat trousers and army boots, She also wears baggy T-shirts, with denim and checked shirts over them.

Personality: Tomboy, Hot headed, loud mouthed. hates female discrimination. high pain threshold.

History (a.k.a what got them there): Dawn had an obbsesion with sharp things and the army. it first started when she was 12. back then, she was a normal girl. she still had a few dolls lying around and her room was pink. For her 12 birthday, she got given a swiss army knife, because her grandad was in the army, and she liked his. When Dawn told the boys in her year about it, they diddnt believe her because she was a girl. it diddn't bother her at first, but then similar things kept on happening, and "because your a girl," was always the end line. firstly, she asked to paint her room khaki green, and her parents agreed to it. then she got rid of all her femine clothing and dolls, and replaced them with posters, and shorts and baggy T-Shirts and she allowed her right ear-lobe to heal over. Finaly when she reached 14 , she had lost all signs that she was a girl, and because she was flat chested, made her look even more masculine. the only thing she kept, was her long hair. at this age she started collecting razor blades, and was buying craft knifes, and scizors often, she found the precision of each individual blade artistic. she joined junior cadets (army scout sort of thing) until she got kicked out at 15 because of her threatening behavior to the other members. Her parents finaly snapped, when she attempeted to kill her father with a kitchin knife, for not buying her a dagger saying that she was just a girl (as in "just a kid) so they sent her to willow at 15.

Other: mannaged to keep her swiss army knife. she keeps it in her right boot and somtimes in the knee pocket.

((i will post in a bit, but im going out in a bit, so it will be in myroom or somthing.

"You know, something tells me that wouldn't turn out to well," Vance told summer seriously. "I'm pretty sure someone would notice a random charge for a few guns on the monthly bill."

He raised his eyebrows and smirked. "I still say we burn this place!" He giggled excitedly, as he brought the flame of his lighter close to the wall and nodded with a grin. "My idea is so much better."

"Uh, duh. I light one room on fire at the far end of the school, and we'll have everyone else gathered at the front. Then everyone just leaves out the front door and I'll go out the back door," Vance said proudly. "By the time anyone notices what happened, the whole back end of the school would probably be in flames, and we could be running at least a few blocks away by then." He paused for a moment and said, "The only problem is I don't have any fuel for the fire. Like gas or something like that."

Vance shrugged, and poked his tongue at his piercing thoughtfully. He knew, in theory, it could probably work, but there were a few kinks to be worked out. He really didn't care how it happened, he just really wanted to light something on fire.

Dawn was in her room lying on her bead. she was one of the few kids who still had their own rooms.she was running the back of the blade backwards over the palm of her hand, sharpening it.she folded the blade in, then shoved it down her right boot and got up. because they wernt allowed much in the way of computers, she had few things in her room. one of the things was a pile of foam cards neatly stacked in the corner on a rounded table.she remade her bead, removing all of the creases, then went over to te spare bed and repeated the process of pulling, folding and whiping down creases.

Dawn sat down by her door, and could hear voices coming from the other side. so she went to have a look. it was Summer and many other faces, some she recognised, and others she diddn't. "oh, hey summer." she said not expecting a reply. she saw vance opposite her and gave him a slight look over, then went over to sit opposite him

"So, whats the topic of disscution?" Dawn asked. "robing a bank or something?" she joked. when she wa still in her room, she heard the words guns, and fire. there where several people standing outside her room. she was curious, because kids from willow brooks never really converse outside of the common rooms, most of them diddnt feel secure, unless they had a member of staff watching them. Dawn, didd'nt like it at willows, and from overhearing some of the conversation, she could tell that this group diddn't like it eather.