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  • This is the offical page for Thunder Academy, my blogfic about human Warrior cats.
    I have forms from Jayleap, Rosesong, Cinnakit/Ivykit, Wavesplash, Jasminebreeze, Potato, Stormclaw, Silverbirch, Craterpelt and Emberpaw.
    The forms are here;
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    Potato’s Form
    Name: Hazel Poe
    Age: 14 (Would it be possible for her to be a teacher? If you neeed any extras!)
    Grade: That’d be 8th grade right?
    Friends (from canon Clans): Squirrelflight, Sandstorm, Graystripe, Mousefur, Longtail(Darnit I’m friends with all the old people 😛) Bianca, Bruce, Daisy, Purdy
    Clothes (2 outfits): 1. Purple school uniform, 2. Light pink tank top with a short, poofy black skirt and black boots
    Personality: Goofy, loud, stubborn, sassy, loves helping people, creative, blunt, loves making new friends
    Can they be put in detention?: I would actually really like seeing her in detention for helping someone!
    Gender: Female
    Nickname: Hazy, bullies call her Crazy
    Likes: Singing, Drawing, dancing (but she’s bad at it), new people, her friends, reading sci-fi and science books
    Dislikes: Not helping people, people being mean to her friends, being yelled at, being treated like a child, getting in trouble for no good reason
    Little extra thing, as mean as her bullies are, she still believes that they’ll change, and usually attempts to change their mean comments into good things!
    Also she has freckles!
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    Emberpaw’s Form
    Name: Ember Nite
    Age:12
    Grade:6th
    Friends:Ivy (Ivypool), Jay (Jayfeather)
    Clothes:#1. T shirt and ripped jeans #2.Black school uniform skirt and white shirt.
    Personality: Rebellious, tough, hates bullies
    Can they be put in detention?: She practically lives in detention
    Gender: female
    Nicknames: none
    Likes: soccer, arguing with teachers, standing up to Barry (Berrynose)
    Dislikes:life, Barry (Berrynose), bullies, school, math, and being told what to do
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    Craterpelt’s Form
    Name: Crater Pelte
    Age: 10
    Grade: 6
    Friends: Graystripe, Squirrelflight, Mistystar, Dovewing, Briarlight, (I know all he old character because I’m on Fading Echoes :P)
    Clothes #1: gray shirt with flowers and jeggings #2 shirt with a rainbow on it and pink leggings
    Personality: sensitive, sarcastic, funny, smart, kind
    Can they be put in detention? Yes
    Gender: female
    Nickname: Crater
    Likes: BlogClan, reading, soccer, writing, drawing, music
    Dislikes: mud, mean people
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    Silverbirch’s Form
    Name: Sylvia Birch
    Age:13
    Grade:8
    Friends: Blossomfall, Rosepetal, Ivypool, Sparkpelt.
    Clothes: Ripped jeans and a tank top, t-shirt and converse.
    Personality: Popular, sarcastic, smart.
    Detention?: Sure
    Gender: female
    Nickname: Silv
    Likes: Dares, sports cars😂, muisic, Berrynose😉
    Dislikes: Math, pink, Cinderheart
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    Wavesplash’s Form
    Name: Wavesplash
    Age: 15
    Grade: 8th
    Friends (from canon Clans): uhh, Dovewing, Squirrelflight, Bumblestripe, Tawnypelt, Mistystar, Ivypool, Briarlight, I think
    Clothes (2 outfits): purple shirt with cat on it, black hoodie, jeans, purple converse, amethyst stud earrings
    blue sweater with white musical note on it, black leggings, black boots, black beanie with blue lining and cat ears, silver hoop earrings, silver saxophone necklace
    Personality: bright, caring, compassionate, optimistic, positive, gives good advice, sarcastic, witty, cares too much what others think, creative, imaginative, zones out a lot, calm in emergencies, ambitious, stubborn, passionate, over-analytical, notices small details, clever, smart, whimsical, socially awkward, always has a plan but the plans can sometimes be crazy, a perfectionist, a procrastinator
    Can they be put in detention?: I’m a really good kid and scared of getting in trouble but if you need it for story purposes go ahead 😛
    Gender: girl
    Nickname: Wavey
    Likes: candy, junk food, having friends, books, cartoons, music, band, singing, playing saxophone, colorguard, writing, drawing, reading, animating, musicals, acting, dancing, making theories
    Dislike: bullying, not having a plan, not being prepared, getting in trouble, homework
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    Stormclaw’s Form
    Name:Storm Claw
    Age:12
    Grade:7or 8
    Friends (from canon Clans): Ivypool, Foxleap,Sparkpelt, and Blossomfall.
    Clothes (2 outfits):Light blue school uniform with blue convers .Dark blue jeans/ shorts, white shirt, Light blue and white sweater/ hoodie and sneakers.
    Personality: Clever, can be really stupid at times, quiet, kind, , easily annoyed and will stick up for friends and herself.
    Can they be put in detention?: yes
    Gender:Female
    Nickname: People call her Stormy when she is annoyed or mad.
    Likes: Art, drawing, books, listening to music, painting, art class.
    Dislike:Math, Berrynose, and being ignored, people acting like she is not there, and not asking her opinion on things.
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    Jayleap’s Form
    Name: Jason Leape
    Age: 14
    Grade: i don’t know American stuff
    Friends (from canon Clans): Uhhh Greystripe and Sandstorm
    Clothes (2 outfits): A blue t shirt with black jeans
    Personality: Kind, Shy, Clever, nerdy, loner
    Can they be put in detention?: If you want to
    Gender: Born female, male
    Nickname: Jay
    Likes: Kind people, books, Apples, food
    Dislike: Homophones, pears, tomatoes
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    Jasminebreeze’s Form
    Name: Jasmine Bree
    Age: 12
    Grade: 7th
    Friends (from canon Clans): Hollyleaf, Briarlight, Blossomfall, idk
    Clothes (2 outfits): Light blue school outfit, and worn out black colored rainbow sandals that dye her feet darker when they get wet / Pale colored blue jeans, a slightly tight black shirt, a red flannel tied around the waist, and black Rainbow brand sandals
    Personality: Kind, fun-loving, funny, smart.
    Secretive, ambitious, annoying, stubborn
    Can they be put in detention?: Yes
    Gender: Female
    Nickname: Jaz/Jazzy
    Likes: Art, writing, poetry, animals
    Dislike: People being annoying, disrespect, anyone who doesn’t like her friends
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    Rosesong’s Form
    Name: Rosesong/Rosemary Songbird
    Nickname: Song, Rose
    Age: 13
    Likes: Singing, positivity, breaking the fourth wall, annoying random people by doing random things, rebelling against stuff (can be anything really)
    Dislikes: Not being weird, doing work, little kids
    Grade: 8th
    Gender: Female
    Friends (from canon Clans): Ivypool, Rosepetal, Graystripe, Briarlight, but tries to be friends with everyone (even grumps 😛 )
    Clothes: Outfit #1: A dark purple uniform with solid black Mary Janes Outfit #2: A dark purple shirt with paint splatters on it with jean shortalls and blue sneakers
    Personality: Optimistic, smart, not athletic, can be serious, ultimately good, weird
    Can they be put in detention: Definitely (I imagine every once in a while
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    Cinnakit (Ivykit)’s Form
    Name: Autumn
    Age: 16
    Grade: I’m not American 😛
    Friends: *reads your one for Blossomfall* ah 🙁 Berrynose is called Barry. Barry is one of my four BFFs. I’m so dumb. 😛 😉 Okay, uh. This is hard, because of Potato’s character. I would like Hazletail, but her character’s called Hazel . . . Idk
    Clothes:
    1. Idk, uh, pink t-shirt with black leggings that has blue shirts over them, with her trademark black and white sneakers
    2. Short white t-shirt with black trousers that have red bits on the top of the pockets aaand black and white sneakers
    Personality: Cheeky, smart, always right, just 😛 she’s like so 😛
    Can they be put in detention: No. Neve- OF COURSE! EVERY. SINGLE. DAY!
    Gender: Female
    Nickname: none
    Likes: Idk, uh, she likes the end of term 😛
    Dislikes: classes
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    So, anybody who wants to help, reply to this comment and request a spot.
    I have the outline for the next chapter already planned, I just need my writers to help write it out. As soon as I have at least five writers, I will publish the outline on here.

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    • I’ll help, write, but I won’t be much help, as I probably won’t get round to it 🙁 I’ll try though!
      Warrior name: Autumnleaf (don’t let her pretty name fool you!)
      Her best friends are: Briarlight, Blossomfall, Ivypool, Poppyfrost, Honeyfern, Cinderheart and Bumblestripe! 🙂

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      • Thank you, Ivy! I just commented on you secret page in order to help you with your blogfic. 🙂

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    • I’ll help!
      Name: Hawthornclaw/Hawthorna Claw
      Age: 10 (soon 11)
      Grade: 6 (she’s one year ahead, because she is very smart)
      Friends: GRAYSTRIPE, Firestar, Sandstorm, Brightheart, Brackenfur, Cinderpelt, NOT BRAMBLECLAW NO MATTER WHAT!
      Clothes: 1.purple sparkly cat shirt that says “Meow”, blue jeans, purple sneakers, 2. pink floral shirt with purple pants and sparkly purple shoes
      personality: very smart, kind, generous, funny, hungry
      can they be put in detention?: No, she’s one of the good kids.
      gender: female
      Nickname: Thorn
      likes: food, books, her friends, unicorns (if allowed), cats
      dislikes: Brambleclaw, having to go to school
      Will there be training for medicine cats? If there will be, can I be one? If not I’ll stick to warriors.

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  • I could help write a little bit. I might not get a whole lot done, though. But, I could probably do at least one chapter!

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  • Can l please be in this?
    Name: Sonel Rainey
    Age: 12
    Grade: 6
    Friends: ALDERHEART, Whitewing, Poppyfrost, Bumblestripe, Whitestorm, Brightheart
    Clothes #1: Black t-shirt with fake pearls on it and pale grey jeans #2 Plain white t-shirt and denim shorts
    Personality: Is jokey with friends, kind to others, is nice to teachers (:O I know, shock horror). Can be quiet.
    Can they be put in detention? No, sorry
    Gender: female
    Nickname: Lily, Jinx
    Likes: Reading, writing, music
    Dislikes: humid weather, cities

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    • Yes, I am. I have written five chapters though I have only released 2 of them so far, and I am waiting for editors to show up.

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  • Thunder Academy

    Chapter 3:

    Blossom licked her lips. Her long hair multicolored draped into her eyes. She stared at the task in front of her with her intense blue eyes. She, once again, licked her lips.
    “Easy,” she whispered.
    Barry, who was next to her, nodded. “Easy peasy.” he murmured.
    They both stared at the easiest prey in the whole of Thunder Academy. And her name was Rosemary Birdsong. Easy peasy, lemon squeezy.
    Blossom whispered to Barry; “What do I do?”
    Barry gazed back at her with stunning blue eyes. “Shoot the spitwads.”
    Blossom smiled to herself and grabbed the straw out of her pocket. She raised it to her lips and then, blew. They had positioned themselves just out of sigh but the spitwad would make it’s mark for sure. The spitwad sailed across the hallway and hit Rosemary in the head, sticking to her like tape.
    Rosemary, who was reading in front of her locker, raised her gaze from her book.
    “Who fired that?” she asked, her voice eerily calm.
    Barry chuckled under his breath. “Nobody.” he said, slightly louder.
    “I can hear you, you moron! Don’t think just because I can’t see you, doesn’t mean I don’t know you’re there.” Rosemary said, rolling her eyes.
    Blossom stifled a laugh. “Well, you sure are dumb, so it’s not surprising that you may not know we are here.” she retorted.
    Rosemary huffed. “Ugh,” she grumbled and walked away, clutching her book tightly in her hand.
    Blossom licked her lips. “Easy…” she mumured.
    “We’re going to follow her, right?” asked Barry, his hand clutching his spitwad straw.
    “You’re the boss,” she replied, and then, licked her lips.
    Whenever she hung out with Barry Daise, she always got this odd, feeling. She got embarrassed and would constantly lick her lips to moisten them. But, it was a stupid feeling, since he was a lot older than her and he had a girlfriend. But, she still had the slightest tingly feeling through her body when she was near him.
    Barry stood up, and took her hand. This simple motion sent a tingly feeling up her arm and into her heart, filling it with a warm honey feeling.
    “Come on,” he said, and started to walk down the hallway.
    Blossom followed, her hands shaking and sweating. Then, they came to a stop next to the water fountain, where Rosemary Birdsong had positioned herself in between the wall and the fountain. Her eyes danced across the page.
    Blossom darted so she was just out of sight, around a corner. Barry followed her example.
    Rosemary sat, her brown darting across the page. Then, they glanced towards the two pranksters.
    “Hi…” she muttered, and stood up. Her brown hair brushed her shoulders and she looked ticked off.
    Then, she marched away, stomping her Mary-Jane-wearing feet.
    “Heh.” Barry said, his blue eyes narrowing.
    Blossom followed his gaze. Rosemary was talking to Poppy Taile, Barry’s boyfriend, and Poppy did not look happy.

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    • In the 7th paragraph, change “sigh” into “sight”
      And also in the 5th paragraph up from the bottom, it’s supposed to be “her brown EYES darting across the page. Then SHE glanced towards the two pranksters”
      Instead of “Mary-Jane -wearing feet” “Mary-Jane CLAD feet” sound better.
      Butttttt….. I love the story!
      I’ll sign up later, if that’s okay.

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    • I could edit! I love editing! I’m actually an official editor! 😉
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      For my mum and my cousins :/

      😛

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      • I just edited it quickly. I might have missed a couple of things, but here you go!

        Thunder Academy

        Chapter 3:

        Blossom licked her lips.

        Her long hair multicolored hair draped into her eyes.

        She stared at the task in front of her with her intense blue eyes. She once again, licked her lips.
        “Easy,” she whispered.
        Barry, who was next to her, nodded. “Easy peasy.” he murmured.
        They both stared at the easiest prey in the whole of Thunder Academy. And her name was Rosemary Birdsong.

        Easy peasy, lemony squeezy.
        Blossom whispered to Barry, “So what a, I supposed to do?”
        Barry gazed back at her with his stunning blue eyes. “Shoot the spitwads.”
        Blossom smiled to herself and grabbed the straw out of her pocket. She raised it to her lips and then, blew.

        They had positioned themselves just out of sight, but the spitwad would make it’s mark for sure.

        The spitwad sailed across the hallway and hit Rosemary in the head, sticking to her like tape.
        Rosemary, who was reading in front of her locker, raised her gaze from her book.
        “Who fired that?” she asked, her voice eerily calm.
        Barry chuckled under his breath. “Nobody!” he said, slightly louder.
        “I can hear you, you moron!” She said, slamming her book down and shooting to her feet. “Don’t think just because I can’t see you, doesn’t mean I don’t know you’re there.” Rosemary said, rolling her eyes and sitting back down again.

        Blossom stifled a laugh. “Well, you sure are dumb, so it’s not surprising that you may not know we’re here!” she retorted.
        Rosemary huffed. “Ugh,” she grumbled and walked away, clutching her book tightly in her hand.
        Blossom licked her lips for the third time. “Easy…” she murmured.
        “We’re going to follow her, right?” asked Barry, his hand clutching his spitwad straw. He fiddled with it as he leaned against the wall, not looking up.
        “You’re the boss,” she replied, and then, licked her lips.

        “Will you stop doing that?”

        Blossom nodded.

        Whenever she hung out with Barry Daise, she always got this odd . . . feeling.

        She got embarrassed and would constantly lick her lips to moisten them. But, it was a stupid feeling, since he was a lot older than her, and he had a girlfriend.

        But, she still had the slightest tingly feeling through her body when she was near him.
        Barry stood up, and took her hand. This simple motion sent a tingly feeling up her arm and into her heart, filling it with a warm honey feeling.
        “Come on,” he said, and started to walk down the hallway.
        Blossom followed, her hands shaky and sweaty. Then, they came to a stop next to the water fountain, where Rosemary Birdsong had positioned herself in between the wall and the fountain. Her eyes danced across the page delicately.
        Blossom darted around a corner so she was just out of sight. Barry followed her movements.

        Rosemary sat, her brown eyes darting across the page. Then, she glanced towards the two pranksters.
        “Hi . . . ” she muttered, and stood up. Her brown hair brushed her shoulders and she looked ticked off.
        Then, she marched away, stomping her Mary-Janes hard on the cobblestone.
        “Heh,” Barry said, his blue eyes narrowing.
        Blossom followed his gaze. Rosemary was now talking to Poppy Taile, Barry’s boyfriend.
        And Poppy did not look happy.

        Here you go! 🙂
        And can you please repost chapter two? I didn’t see it 😛

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      • Okay! Post your edited version here on the secret page, I’ll go through and see it, then I’ll post it on the fanfic page!

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    • “Easy peasy.” he murmured. <<< the period should be a comma
      Blossom whispered to Barry; “What do I do?” <<< it might be better to put the dialogue first
      "Nobody." he said <<< once again comma
      “Well, you sure are dumb, so it’s not surprising that you may not know we are here.” she retorted. <<< comma after 'here'
      “Heh.” Barry said <<<comma again

      it's a comma instead of a period if the next bit is something like 'he said'. if it is instead followed by an action, the comma becomes a period.

      and that's the extent of grammar skills :))

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  • Thunder Academy
    Chapter 2: Strong Girls Don’t Cry

    It was dark in the janitor’s closet. But Bianca didn’t really care. She needed privacy and this was it. She brushed the hair from her eyes. Her eyes were tearing up but she wouldn’t let them fall. No, she told herself, Strong girls don’t cry.
    But she didn’t mean these words. She knew she wasn’t strong and that no matter how hard she tried, she would still cry. She screamed at herself. Don’t cry, you weakling! she thought, Don’t you dare cry!
    She pressed her fingers onto her eyelids and tears crept towards her tear ducts, threatening to spill onto her pink sweatshirt.
    “No,” she told herself aloud, “Crying is for suckers. I’m no sucker.. I’m no sucker.”
    But, no sooner then she spoke these words, tears became to streak down her cheek. Then, she began to sob. First, it was quiet. Then, it got louder. Her sobbing could probably be heard throughout the entire academy but Bianca didn’t care. It felt good to have the tears streak down her cheek. It felt good to finally sob. It felt good to be sad. She had been happy for so long. And now, well, now she needed to be sad. She hadn’t walked in about 9 years and she missed the feel of wet grass on her feet. The soft carpet in her mother’s apartment. The soft feather blanket on her bed. She even missed the painful feeling of walking on hot cement. She couldn’t be expected to be happy all the time, could she? No. She couldn’t.
    “Bianca?” a small voice whispered.
    “Hazel?” Bianca whispered back, “Is that you?”
    “It’s me, Hazel. Are you alright?” Hazel whispered back.
    “Um, well, sorta.” Bianca said, “I’m fine…”
    “No, you’re not. You’re crying.” Hazel whispered, “Something’s wrong.”
    “It’s just….Bane said I wasn’t all there in the head.” Bianca said, “And Barry said I was crazier then a rabid dog in an old-timey hat making shop…”
    “Oh, Bianca! Don’t be sad! Those, um, those dolts can just shut there mouth, okay?”
    “That’s not just the problem!” Bianca cried, “I cried. Like a weakling. Like a sucker. What would my mother think?”
    “What would she think? Listen here, girlfriend, you don’t need to tell your mother you cried. If she feels like that towards crying, she’s as messed up as Bane said you are.” Hazel snapped.
    Bianca chuckled. Hazel pulled her into a tight hug and didn’t let go. Bianca smelled the familiar mango-scented shampoo and relaxed. Hazel was her best friend. If anyone was right, it was Hazel.
    “Hazel,” she murmured.
    “Huh?”
    “Do you think I’m a good friend?” Bianca asked.
    “What? Why would you ask that? Of COURSE, you’re a good friend! One of the best!”
    Bianca smiled. “Thank you, Hazel.”
    She was so lucky to have such a good best friend.

    Author’s Note: Hazel is Potato’s character

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  • BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.
    Ivy reached out of bed and slammed her hand down onto her alarm clock. Then, still half asleep, she sat up. She yawned loudly, and scratched her chest. She was NOT a morning person.
    “Are you up?” a voice called from across the dorm room.
    “I am now.” Ivy said.
    A tall skinny girl with lanky limbs and long strawberry blond hair came into view. She tossed her hair over her shoulder with one hand and she carried a textbook with her other. Rose, for that was her name, WAS a morning person.
    “Glad you’re up, FINALLY. I am gonna head to class. Okay?” Rose said.
    “Fine by me.” Ivy said, “Just lock the door behind you.”
    “Of course,” Rose scoffed but smiled. Her smile was beautiful with nice straight teeth.
    Without another word, she left. Ivy sighed, running her tongue over her crooked teeth, forced straighter by a pair of ugly braces. Ivy threw off the warm covers and stood up. Her bare feet yearned for her slippers but in the mess that was her dorm room, it was gonna be a difficult task in order to find them.
    “Why don’t I ever clean up this mess?” she muttered under her breath.
    Giving up on her slippers, she threw on her uniform. It fit snugly and matched her eyes (not that she cared about that) so it wasn’t all that bad. But it also was a shade of pink that would make a tomboy like herself vomit. She traced her finger down the bow-tie it included and grimaced. She thought she looked like a complete moron in this dress.
    Shaking off any discomfort, she then ran her fingers through her kinky hair blonde hair. She teared at her locks till they were somewhat straight and then looked at herself in the mirror. Sastisfied with her look, she quickly brushed her teeth (avoiding her braces) and then zipped out the door. She hardly even realized she had left all of her books behind.
    Her black Mary-Janes padded down the plush pink carpets like a cat’s pads. Soft, and angle-like. It was satisfying. She traced her hand down the pink wallpapered wall as she walked. It was rough, not unlike a cat’s tongue. When she came to the end of the hall, she took a firm hold on the heavy steel door handle and flung open the even heavier wooden door. It creaked, like a cat wailing in agony. Ivy winced. When her shoes tapped the sidewalk outside, they made a satisfying noise like the click-clack of a cat claws on tile. She let go of the heavy door and it shut with a mighty THUD. It probably awoke the entire school. She turned away from the dormitory.
    There, standing as if waiting for her, stood Toby. The cutest boy at Thunder Academy. His black hair was spiky with gel and his green eyes sparkled with mischief. She had a crush on him, and so did her best friend Blossom for a while but Blossom was a good friend so she chose a different crush, P.E. teacher named Timothy.
    “Hi, Toby!” she said, “I’m heading to breakfast, want to join me?” She hoped she wasn’t blushing. That would be super embarrassing.
    “Sure, Ivy. By the way, I think that pink looks good on you. ” Toby said, “Let’s hurry.”
    Ivy made a mental note to wear pink more often. Toby turned away and started to walk away. Ivy hurried to his side. Ivy blushed as Toby reached out to hold her hand. Turns out, though, it was just so he could pull her on a little faster. Ivy pretended that wasn’t the reason.
    They sped quickly through the boring field that surrounded the dormitory called “The Lawn”. But when they came to the atrium, with it’s ivy-covered walls, they slowed. It was beautiful. The walls were covered in ivy, as previously mentioned, and clusters of flowers sprang from the cement. Bushes surrounded the perimeter and each one had bunches of berries on them. Among their prickly stems, sat a freckled girl. She held a book on her lap and her eyes darted across the page quickly.
    “Hey, Hazel!” Ivy called to the girl, then realized that if the girl was hiding, she probably wanted to be left alone. Too late to take it back.
    The girl glanced up from her book, seeming annoyed to be being messed with. Seeing who it was, her face softened but not entirely. She pushed a lock of hair from her eyes., but didn’t smile.
    “Oh, Ivy, hey.” she said, “Have you seen Bianca? She promised to hang out with me today before class. But I can’t seem to find her.”
    “No, I don’t know where she is, actually. She’s probably hanging out with Jay in the nurse’s office.” Toby said.
    “I wasn’t talking to you. If I was, I would have said, ‘Hey, handsome.’ instead of ‘Hey, Ivy.’” Hazel deadpanned.
    “Oh,” Toby said.
    “Shut up, Toby. I don’t know where Bianca is,” she added kindly to Hazel, “She may be with Crater. You may wanna check there, Hazy.”
    “Okay,” Hazel said, “Well, then. Do you know where Crater is?”
    “Um, no. Sorry. In the library, probably, though.” Ivy said, “Bye, Hazel!”
    “Bye,” Hazel sighed and looked back down at her book. She was reading “War of the Worlds”, Ivy noticed. Never reading it herself, she had no idea what happened in it and made a mental note to talk to Hazel about it later when she was is a better mood.
    “You know that book’s,like, super old.” Toby called as they started to walk away. Ivy slapped a hand over his mouth.
    “It’s a classic, Toby. Call me crazy, but I LIKE this book.” Hazel called after them, sassily.
    Toby laughed. He obviously thought the small 8th grader wasn’t that smart. But Ivy knew better. This girl was probably one of the smartest people Ivy had met. Toby, however, was not one of them.
    Fortunately, Hazel just rolled her eyes and then looked back towards her book.
    Ivy led the way to a large steel door that looked like it belonged to a fortress, not a school. As soon as they entered, they were caught by a huge gust of cool air. The school was heavily air conditioned, Ivy noted. Toby shivered. His little school uniform shorts only went down to his knees and wouldn’t really keep him warm.
    If the girl’s dormitory was impressive with it’s pink wallpapered walls, bubblegum-colored carpets and castle-like decor, than the inside of Thunder Academy was breathtaking. It’s halls were lined with golden trim, and it had plush velvet carpet. The walls had pictures of old teachers, either long retired or dead. But the most impressive thing was the huge crystal chandelier that hung from the center of the ceiling.
    “It never gets old,” a voice said from behind Ivy and Toby.
    They turned to see a girl, hands on her hips in a sassy pose, wearing a black version of the school uniform. She tossed her head in a kinda sassy way and her expression was, well, rebellious. Ivy knew this was Ember.
    “Ivy, Toby.” Ember greeted them, “Nice to see ya,”
    “Nice to see you, too, Ember.” Ivy said. Toby nodded in greeting.
    “On ya way to the cafe?” she asked, “’Cause I am.”
    “Yes, actually. Wanna sit with us?” Ivy asked.
    “Why not?” Ember said, dropping her hands to her sides but kept her sassy stance.
    Then, the trio walked down the somewhat frightening halls. The eyes of dead or retired teachers watched their every move. Toby and Ivy seemed ruffled by this, but Ember stood tall and didn’t show any fear. When they reached the wooden door that lead to the cafeteria, it creaked open before they had a chance to open it and the face of Storm popped out.
    “Hey!” Storm said, “Hi, Ember! Ivy! Toby, my man!”
    “Hi, Storm.” Ivy said, “What you up to?”
    “Oh, you know. Some of this, some of that. You?” Storm asked.
    “Just going to breakfast.” Ivy said, “And hopefully, we come out alive.”
    “Don’t eat the cheese rolls.” Storm said, wrinkling her nose, “That taste funky.”
    “Good to know,” Toby said, “Needed to hear that.”

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    • I have nothing to do so I edited this 😛 Actually I do – I need to write but I’m just procrastinating (Also who actually is Toby? And Ember? 😛 )
      Thunder Academy
      Chapter 1
      BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!
      Ivy reached out of bed and slammed her hand down onto her alarm clock.
      Then, still half asleep, she sat up. She yawned loudly, and scratched her chest. She was NOT a morning person.
      “Are you up?” a voice called from across the dorm room.
      “I am now.” Ivy sighed.
      A tall skinny girl with lanky limbs and long strawberry blond hair came into view. She tossed her hair over her shoulder with one hand and she carried a textbook with her other.
      Rose WAS a morning person.
      “Glad you’re up – ” Rose looked at her sharply – “FINALLY. I’m gonna head to class. Okay?” She raised an eyebrow, as if Ivy wasn’t listening.
      “Fine by me.” She said. “Just lock the door behind you.”
      “Of course,” Rose scoffed but smiled. Her smile was beautiful with nice straight teeth.
      Without another word, she left.
      Ivy sighed, running her tongue over her crooked teeth, forced straighter by a pair of ugly braces. Ivy threw off the warm covers and stood up. Her bare feet yearned for her slippers, but in the mess that was her dorm room, it was gonna be a difficult task in order to find them.
      “Why don’t I ever clean up this mess?” she wailed under her breath.
      Giving up on her slippers, she threw on her uniform. It fit snugly and matched her eyes – not that she cared about that – so it wasn’t all that bad.
      But it also was a shade of pink that would make a tomboy like herself vomit.
      She traced her finger down the bow-tie it included and grimaced. She thought she looked like a complete moron in this dress.
      Shaking off any discomfort, she then ran her fingers through her kinky blonde hair. She teared at her locks till they were somewhat straight and then looked at herself in the mirror. Sastisfied with her look, she quickly brushed her teeth – avoiding her horrible braces – and then zipped out the door.
      She hardly even realized she had left all of her books behind.
      Her black Mary-Janes padded down the plush pink carpets like a cat’s pads. Soft, and angle-like.
      It was satisfying.
      She traced her hand down the pink wallpapered wall as she walked.
      It was rough, not unlike a cat’s tongue.
      When she came to the end of the hall, she took a firm hold on the heavy steel door handle and flung open the even heavier wooden door.
      It creaked, like a cat wailing in agony.
      Ivy winced. When her shoes tapped the sidewalk outside, they made a satisfying noise like the click-clack of a cat claws on tile.
      She let go of the heavy door and it shut with a mighty THUD. It probably awoke the entire school. She turned away from the dormitory.
      There, standing as if waiting for her, stood Toby. The cutest boy at Thunder Academy.
      His black hair was spiky with gel and his green eyes sparkled with mischief. She had a crush on him, and so did her best friend Blossom for a while but Blossom was a good friend so she chose a different crush. The P.E. teacher, Timothy.
      “Hi, Toby!” Ivy said. “I’m heading to breakfast. Want to join me?” She hoped she wasn’t blushing. That would be super embarrassing.
      “Sure, Ivy. By the way, I think that pink looks good on you.” Toby said. “Let’s hurry.”
      Ivy made a mental note to wear pink more often.
      Toby turned away and started to walk away. Ivy hurried to his side. Ivy blushed as Toby reached out to hold her hand. Turns out, though, it was just so he could pull her on a little faster.
      Ivy pretended that wasn’t the reason.
      They sped quickly through the boring field that surrounded the dormitory called “The Lawn”. But when they came to the atrium, with it’s ivy-covered walls, they slowed. It was beautiful. Clusters of flowers sprang from the cement. Bushes surrounded the perimeter and each one had bunches of berries on them. Among their prickly stems, sat a freckled girl. She held a book on her lap and her eyes darted across the page quickly.
      “Hey, Hazel!” Ivy called to the girl, then realized that if the girl was hiding, she probably wanted to be left alone.
      Too late to take it back.
      The girl glanced up from her book, seeming annoyed to be being messed with. Seeing who it was, her face softened but not entirely. She pushed a lock of hair from her eyes, but didn’t smile.
      “Oh, hey Ivy.” she said. “Have you seen Bianca? She promised to hang out with me today before class. But I can’t seem to find her.”
      “No, I don’t know where she is, actually. She’s probably hanging out with Jay in the nurse’s office.” Toby said.
      “I wasn’t talking to you. If I was, I would have said, ‘Hey, handsome.’ instead of ‘Hey, Ivy.’” Hazel deadpanned.
      “Of course you would,” Toby said, grinning and pushing his hair back with one hand.
      “Shut up, Toby.” Ivy turned. “No, I don’t know where Bianca is,” she added kindly to Hazel, “She may be with Crater. You may wanna check there, Hazy.”
      “Okay,” Hazel said, “Well, then. Do you know where Crater is?”
      “Um, no. Sorry. In the library, probably, though.” Ivy said as Toby pulled her away. LBye, Hazel!”
      “Bye,” Hazel sighed and looked back down at her book. She was reading ‘War of the Worlds’, Ivy noticed. Never reading it herself, she had no idea what happened in it and made another mental note to talk to Hazel about it later when she was is a better mood.
      “You know that book’s, like, super old.” Toby called as they started to walk away. Ivy slapped a hand over his mouth.
      “It’s a classic, Toby. Call me crazy, but I LIKE this book.” Hazel called after them, sassily.
      Toby laughed. He obviously thought the small 8th grader wasn’t that smart. But Ivy knew better. This girl was probably one of the smartest people Ivy had met.
      Toby, however, was not one of them.
      Ivy led the way to a large steel door that looked like it belonged to a fortress, not a school. As soon as they entered, they were caught by a huge gust of cool air. The school was heavily air conditioned, Ivy noted. Toby shivered. His little school uniform shorts only went down to his knees and wouldn’t really keep him warm.
      If the girl’s dormitory was impressive with it’s pink wallpapered walls, bubblegum-colored carpets and castle-like decor, than the inside of Thunder Academy was breathtaking.
      It’s halls were lined with golden trim, and it had plush velvet carpet. The walls had pictures of old teachers, either long retired or with the stars. But the most impressive thing was the huge crystal chandelier that hung from the center of the ceiling.
      “It never gets old,” a voice said from behind Ivy and Toby.
      They turned to see a girl, hands on her hips in a sassy pose, wearing a black version of the school uniform. She tossed her head in a kinda sassy way and her expression was, well, rebellious. Ivy knew this was Ember.
      “Ivy, Toby.” Ember greeted them. “Nice to see ya,”
      “Nice to see you, too, Ember.” Ivy said. Toby nodded in greeting.
      “On your way to the cafe?” she asked. “’Cause I am.”
      “Yes, actually. Wanna sit with us?” Ivy asked.
      “Why not?” Ember said, dropping her hands to her sides but kept her sassy stance.
      Then, the trio walked down the somewhat frightening halls. The eyes of dead or retired teachers watched their every move.
      Toby and Ivy seemed ruffled by this, but Ember stood tall and didn’t show any fear. When they reached the wooden door that lead to the cafeteria, it creaked open before they had a chance to open it and the face of Storm popped out.
      “Hey!” Storm said, “Hi, Ember! Ivy! Toby, my man!”
      “Hi, Storm.” Ivy said, “What you up to?”
      “Oh, you know. Some of this, some of that. You?” Storm asked.
      “Just going to breakfast.” Ivy said, “And hopefully, we come out alive.”
      “Don’t eat the cheese rolls.” Storm said, wrinkling her nose. “They taste funny.”
      “Great.” Toby nodded. “I really needed to hear that today.”

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  • Allegiances

    Headmaster; Fredric Starr AKA Firestar- slender redheaded man with piercing emerald eyes

    Nurse: Lisa Starr AKA Leafpool- tall woman with long brownish-blond hair and brown eyes
    Jay Starr AKA Jayfeather- tall teenage boy with dyed gray hair and blind blue eyes

    Janitor: Louis Clowd AKA Littlecloud- small man with kind dark brown eyes and shaggy light brown hair.

    Hall Monitors:
    Brian Claus AKA Brambleclaw- handsome man with dark brown hair and mustache and brown eyes
    Princess Jake AKA Princess- beautiful woman with light brown hair, almost blonde, and kind brown eyes. Dash of freckles on her nose.
    Rowan Clae AKA Rowanclaw- tall man with reddish brown hair and green eyes

    Students:
    Ivy Falle AKA Ivypool- tall blond girl with freckles, blue eyes, and braces on her teeth. 7th grade
    Bianca Millhouse AKA Briarlight- tan girl with brown hair, blue eyes, rides in a wheelchair. 7th grade
    Rose Lege AKA Rosepetal- very tall girl with lanky limbs, blond hair, and green eyes. 8th grade
    Barry Daise AKA Berrynose- blond boy with blue eyes and slightly chubby. 9th grade
    Bruce MillhouseAKA Bumblestripe- brown-haired boy with brown eyes and glasses 7th grade
    Bane Feathir AKA Breezepelt- black-haired teenage boy
    Poppy Taile AKA Poppyfrost- black-haired girl with blue eyes, Barry’s Girlfriend, 9th grade
    Harriet Daise AKA Hazeltail – strawberry blond girl with green eyes 9th grade
    Mickey Daise AKA Mousewhisker- strawberry blond boy with green eyes, Harriet’s twin, 9th grade
    Ella Taile AKA Cinderheart – platinum blonde girl with blue eyes, Leo’s Girlfriend, 9th grade
    Leo Starr AKA Lionblaze- handsome golden-haired teenage boy with striking brown eyes, Ella’s Boyfriend, 9th grade
    Fenix Pelte AKA Foxleap- handsome redheaded boy with kind green eyes, 8th grade
    Elsa Pelte AKA Icecloud- blonde girl with blue eyes, Fenix’s sister, 8th grade
    Crater Peltt AKA Craterpelt- pretty girl with large, innocent eyes, 6th grade
    Sylvia Birch AKA Silverbirch- beautiful girl with kind eyes, 8th grade
    Ember Nite AKA Embernight- strikingly beautiful rebellious girl, 6th grade
    Tyler Klaw AKA Tigerheart- handsome brown-haired boy with kind brown eyes, 7th
    Rosemary Songbird AKA Rosesong- gorgeous teen girl, 8th grade
    Toby Lege AKA Toadstep- handsome black-haired boy with mischievous green eyes, 8th grade
    Dove Falle AKA Dovewing- strikingly gorgeous blonde girl with a button nose, green eyes, pale skin, and long eyelashes, 7th grade.
    Storm Clawe AKA Stormclaw- tall girl with kind eyes and button nose, 9th grade
    Ray Will AKA Redwillow- redheaded boy, 7th grade
    Olivia Knose AKA Olivenose- sandy blonde girl with lots of freckles, 7th grade
    Heather Tale AKA Heathertail- brown-haired girl with gorgeous blue eyes, 9th grade
    Sunny Strikce AKA Sunstrike- black-haired girl with green eyes, 8th grade
    Wilson Beatle AKA Beetlewhisker- red-headed boy, 8th grade
    Jason Leep AKA Jayleap- handsome boy with gentle eyes and a kind smile, 7th grade
    Hazel Poe- beautiful girl with a freckled face and gentle, doe-like eyes,
    Wave Splash AKA Wavesplash- beautiful girl with even more beautiful eyes, 9th grade

    Teachers:
    Paul Davidson /Mr. Davidson AKA Purdy- grayhaired old man with a long, drooping mustache that covers his mouth, history teacher
    Felecia Pelte/ Mrs. Pelte AKA Ferncloud- blonde woman with green eyes, science teacher
    Marrisa Furr/ Ms. Fur AKA Mousefur- brown-haired small woman, math teacher
    Lenard Long/ Mr. Long AKA Longtail – blond man with glasses, music teacher
    Walda Falle/ Mrs. Falle AKA Whitewing- slender blonde woman, art teacher
    Tara Clae/ Mrs. Clae AKA Tawnypelt- tall woman with black hair and wide green eyes, writing teacher

    The OCs: Stormclaw belongs to Stormclaw (obviously), Embernight belongs to Emberpaw (Obviously), Jayleap belongs to Jayleap (obviously), Rosesong belongs to Rosepaw/song (another obvious one), Craterpelt belongs to Craterpelt (the obviousness continues), and Hazel belongs to Potato (not quite as obvious).

    Author’s Note: The last names are based on their parent’s names. Like, Barry/Berrynose’s mom was Daisy hence the last name Daise. All of Sorreltail’s kits’s last names are all Taile because of SorrelTAIL! See the connection? Good.

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  • I finally edited it, sorry I took so long!
    Thunder Academy
    Chapter 3:

    Blossom licked her lips. Her long multicolored hair draped into her eyes. She stared at the task in front of her with her intense blue eyes. She, once again, licked her lips.
    “Easy,” she whispered.
    Barry, who was next to her, nodded. “Easy peasy.” he murmured.
    They both stared at the easiest prey in the whole of Thunder Academy. And her name was Rosemary Birdsong. Easy peasy, lemon squeezy.
    Blossom whispered to Barry; “What do I do?”
    Barry gazed back at her with stunning blue eyes. “Shoot the spitwads.”
    Blossom smiled to herself and grabbed the straw out of her pocket. She raised it to her lips, and then, blew. They had positioned themselves just out of sight, but the spitwad would make its mark for sure. The spitwad sailed across the hallway, and hit Rosemary in the head, sticking to her like tape.
    Rosemary, who was reading in front of her locker, raised her gaze from her book.
    “Who fired that?” she asked, her voice eerily calm.
    Barry chuckled under his breath. “Nobody.” he said, slightly louder.
    “I can hear you, you moron! Don’t think just because I can’t see you, it doesn’t mean I don’t know you’re there.” Rosemary said, rolling her eyes.
    Blossom stifled a laugh. “Well, you sure are dumb, so it’s not surprising that you may not know we’re here.” she retorted.
    Rosemary huffed. “Ugh,” she grumbled and walked away, clutching her book tightly in her hand.
    Blossom licked her lips. “Easy…” she murmured.
    “We’re going to follow her, right?” asked Barry, his hand clutching his spitwad straw.
    “You’re the boss,” she replied, and then, licked her lips.
    Whenever she hung out with Barry Daise, she always got this odd feeling. She got embarrassed, and would constantly lick her lips to moisten them. But it was a stupid feeling, since he was a lot older than her and he had a girlfriend. But she still had the slightest tingly feeling through her body when she was near him.
    Barry stood up, and took her hand. This simple motion sent a tingly feeling up her arm and into her heart, filling it with a warm honey feeling.
    “Come on,” he said, and started to walk down the hallway.
    Blossom followed, her hands shaking and sweating. Then, they came to a stop next to the water fountain, where Rosemary Birdsong had positioned herself in between the wall and the fountain. Her eyes danced across the page of her book.
    Blossom darted so she was just out of sight, around a corner. Barry followed her example.
    Rosemary sat, her brown hair flowing across the page. Then, she glanced towards the two pranksters.
    “Hi…” she muttered, and stood up. Her brown hair brushed her shoulders, and she looked ticked off.
    Then, she marched away, stomping her Mary-Jane clad feet.
    “Heh.” Barry said, his blue eyes narrowing.
    Blossom followed his gaze. Rosemary was talking to Poppy Taile, Barry’s girlfriend, and Poppy did not look happy.

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