BENNETT, chance tyler

[chance]

twenty one. college. bisexual. crazy. jack barakat.
( CHANCE TYLER BENNETT )

I SEE YOUR EYES, YOU'RE BARELY SOBER.
I HEAR YOUR VOICE, YOU'RE CALLING OUT FROM ME TO YOU.
the character

- - crazy
- - pothead
- - bisexual
- - oddball
- - hyperactive

SO SAY THAT YOU JUST WANT TO RUN AWAY.
AND REPLAY ALL THE THINGS THAT I TRIED TO SAY.
behind the character

hey bitches, it's joey and i've been pimpin' these hoes for about almost six years. i know right, it's great isn't it? need to get a hold of me? hit me up by PM, AIM(mykitkataddict). i'm also in the eastern time zone just so you know. don't need to be telling you people twice. also meet the rest of my lovely babies, N/A!

Waking up to her aunt calling her name, Irina looked at her clock and gasped slightly. School had already started. Fuck! She sighed and jumped out of bed, going though her cloths before pulling a random shirt on, and a pair of skinny jeans. She pulled her socks on, then her light blue converse on over her bright purple socks. She walked over to the dresser, which had a mirror on it, and did her hair, which wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been today. She then did her make up, in no rush as she knew that she was already late, so she might as well take her time being late. Straightening her self out, she grabbed her bag and walked down the stairs. Her aunt was standing there, shaking her head.

"you're late.."

she said to irina. Irina didn't say anything, but took the bagel that was clearly set out for her to grab, threw on her coat, grabbed her keys and walked out the door. She wasn't one to talk much, and her Aunt was use to her being quiet. She opened the door to the silver jeep that her aunt let her use for now, and put her stuff in the passenger seat. She pulled out and drove off to the school. She was very late to school, and she knew that. And being as she just changed her whole classes around, she was going to get in trouble with her French teacher now. Oh well. She parked the car, and took her time walking into the school. She took out her student ID, and handed it to the lady in the office, who punched a whole in the card, and sent Irina on her merry way. She went to her locker, which was in the completely other side of the school from the language hallway. She grabbed her math book, her french stuff, and her english, stuffed them into her bag, and shut her locker. She walked to the french room, and then sighed. This was not going to end well.

Gripping the handle of the door, she opened it slowly and Madame did not look pleased to see her late. Irina handed her the note from the office and took a seat in the back of the room, which had two boys there, one in a wheelchair and another just...regular. Everyone in the class seemed to have their eyes on her, and the dark haired girl turned bright red, and then quickly scurried off to sit down in the chair across from the boy in the wheelchair. She looked at the boys quickly before looking down at her bag, and grabbing her book. Looking up ever so slightly, she looked at the boy in the wheelchair.

"Um... what page.."

she asked very quietly, trying to calm her still bright red cheeks down. She hated the attention of everyone's eyes on her, it was extremely embarrassing. it wasn't her fault that her alarm clock didn't go off. Alright, yes it was, she had turned it off yesterday by mistake and had completely forgotten to turn it back on.