High School Roleplay

My Oc #2

Name: Amiliah Grace Coleman

Nick Name: Crystal.

Age: 17

Class Rank: Junior

Clothing: Crystal wears jeans all the time, that or leggings, this is a compromise with her older sister  since she used to wear baggy clothes. She stops dressing like a bum, and Angel makes sure none of her friends  one close. One could spot Crystal anywhere in her signature hoodie.

Personality: Amilah is the youngest of the Coleman sisters, unlike her older sister Angel, she hates popularity, and people in general. Her first name is virtually unused in school, because the last time someone used it, she broke their nose. Crystal appears  to be very cold, cruel and doesn't take any crap from anyone. Labeled as the "Bad girl", she fights, smokes, and skips class on a daily basis. She's usually quiet and reserved, keeping to herself unless provoked.  Many boys have tried and always fail to win her attention, and she seems to only care about herself. Anyone who has tried to get to know her as either stopped because she won't budge or was threatened by Crystal because they got too pushy. One can mostly likely fine her wandering the halls, on the roof with Chase smoking. She seems to just like being alone in any other cases.

Sexuality: Nobody knows, but she appears to hate the presence of males.

Crush/Relationship: Unknown.

Sports: None. (Used to take a lot of sports and self defense classes but stopped for some reason)

Clubs: None

Others: She hates being touched by anyone. She also visits the councilor and a therapist regularly much to her distaste.

Looks:

Her signature hoodie.

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Senario 1

Crystal is against a lockers after school in the noticeably empty halls.  She's glaring at a boy pressed up against her, the fury in her eyes was almost terrifying. His arms were positioned on either sides of her head, trapping her against the locker. The position was less than friendly, and the youngest Coleman was visibly upset.

"Move." Crystal hissed through her clenched teeth, her entire body was shaking, trembling slightly but she tried to conceal it.

"Com'on. We can have some fun." The boy whispered in her ear, persistent as ever.

Senario 2

Crystal is sitting in class, which is odd because she usually skips class. Her arms are crosssed over her chest, and her head is against the wall. One would've thought she was asleep, if  she didn't open her eyes and keeps
glancing at you. The girl didn't make an attempt to hide her staring, in fact, soon enough the entire class was aware but no one dared to say a thing.