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Valeria O'Connell had just arrived to the School of the White Cross. She was a petite girl. Barely 5 feet 1 inch. But had a huge attitude that made up for her height and a hellish temper. Her skin was lightly tan. Even though she was of a small frame, her body was evenly shaped. Her bust was small but nicely shaped, had a tiny waist but supple curves. Her legs were strong and lean. She had long silky dark hair and dark blue colored eyes. Her features were rather tender looking and due to her height, she appeared to be younger than she actually was. She had barely turned 20 years old. She was the only daughter of a cop and youngest child of 5 children. All her brothers were either in the police force or military. Surrounded by rowdy boys, she grew up to be tough and that contributed to the attitude and temper she had. She was not like the typical girls her age. She loved riding motorcycles, rock climbing, soccer, and shooting. The later hobby she had developed thanks to her older brother Ivan. For some reason he had felt it necessary for her to learn how to shoot guns and had taught her. Valeria was really good at it and actually enjoyed practicing at the shooting range in the police station.
Anyhow, the reason Valeria was now attending the White Cross School was because she had gotten in trouble in the community college she was attending. She got into a fight with some guys and their girlfriends.
Her father had thought she needed to attend a special school and had enrolled her in the School of the White Cross. She didn't like being forced into doing things but complied with her father's order.
"I expect you to do better Val. You need to learn to control your temper and improve on that attitude of yours. You barely turned 20 and need to start acting like an adult, like the young lady your mother was at that age" Her father had said sternly. Val had wanted to roll her eyes at him but didn't. She knew that part of the reason she was how she was it was because she didn't have a mother to raise her. Her mom had died when she was three.
She sighed as she walked out of the main Office and headed back to her dormitory. She already missed everyone at home, especially her dog Duke, a black Great Dane. She checked her watch and cursed as she noticed that she was scheduled for some Martial Arts class and only had about three minutes to get there. She ran down the hall, wearing a short brown skirt, sneakers, and a white shirt. "off to a great start" she muttered sarcastically as she knew she was going to be late and remembered that she had left the uniform for the class in her dorm room.
When she arrived, panting slightly, the teacher was calling out names, checking the attendance. She stumbled into the room and stayed in the back, hoping he had not gotten to her name yet.






((So...this is a school RP...I'm looking for someone to be the Martial Arts teacher and develop a relationship with her...Prefer to RP with guys....HOWEVER, this doesnt have to be a romance with her Martial Arts teacher or doesnt have to be a romance at all...it can go anywhere, so you can be a classmate, roommate, another teacher...whatever...so PM me if interested and use the title of the RP as the subject of your PM...))