anime school RP

Raz smiled at aglaia, unsure were to sit. He walked to the nearest table, were a pretty blonde girl with big brown eyes was sketching. "mind if I sit here?" the striking, olive skinned boy with shaggy brown hair said.
 
The girl with sun-kissed skin and expressive mocha eyes looked up from her sketches, almost surprised to hear someone speaking to her directly. "Of course!" She smiled, revealing a row of silver braces. As soon as she spoke, he could hear the accent that was anything but American. She closed her orange notebook and put it away. "I'm sorry, I don't think I know your name..." Her voice was still light-hearted and sweet, yet apologetic.
 
He say down beside her, smiling revealing somewhat elongated canine teeth. He brushed his shaggy chocolate colored hair out of his eyes, "I'm Raziel. Call me razz." he said with a smooth, deep voice with a faint, exotic accent.
 
She smiled again, her expressive mocha eyes shining. She turned back to her sketchbook and maintained a serious look, resuming her drawing. From a side profile, she was nothing less than gorgeous. Her wavy, gold-spun hair adorned her porcelain-like tan skin and her eyes were framed by ebony lashes. High cheekbones and a straight nose with an adorable smile, she seemed like a thing of perfection.

But inside, she wasn't.
No one knew, though.
 
He looked at the doll like, beautiful girl. Something was off, though. He couldn't put his finger on it, but it wasnt quite right...

Missy giggled at Percy sarcastic remark, turning to the side. Her profile revealed high cheekbones, long, thick lashes and a very aristocratic roman nose, giving her the appearance of a flawed roman statue. Sh'e had tanned skin, with the odd pimple every few weeks, and some barely visible discoloration that told of her previous battle with severe acne. From the front, her nose appeared rather normal, and she jd large, almond shaped deep reddish brown eyes, and her face was framed by thick, wild medium golden brown, long curly hair with natural gold highlights from hours spent in the garden and on horseback. All together, she was pretty but not beautiful, but her strong features and brazen, buck wild personality gave her a untamed, almost dangerous quality. She hated to admit it, but she wasn't always right, and she could be more than an idiot when it came to risk taking, though.
 
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Wintent sat at the table awkwerdly unused to having people near her. She looked at her lap her bangs shadowing her eyes.
 

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