(pst, yes you can)

Ricky Bonners

With a nonchalant demeanor, the dictionary heavy in her arms, Ricky slid into a spot, not bothering to look at the teacher. She dropped her backpack next to her chair and brought out her glasses, opening the huge book halfway through the E section.

Theodore Michaels

Theodore looked at his watch, a bit offhandedly. It was almost time for class to start, and he didn't want to be late. Packing what was left back into his lunch bag, he picked up has backpack and left the cafeteria.

(Both are still open)

Liam smiled, "Sounds cool, I really like ants, do you keep them as pets or are th..." he trailed off, as if he forgot what he was going to say as he looked down at the floor and when he finally looked back up his eyes where yellow.
"Why don't we find a nice quiet place to talk, that would be lovely," Lucas said in a cold voice, he shifted to a more confident position as he stared at the person, "It would be a pity if you did not have powers."

Lorenzo frowned. Yellow eyes. His thoughts wandered to biology...that wasn't normal. He knew there was something wrong with this person. He should have trusted his instincts. He backed up. "Nah it's really good, I prefer louder places.

"Are you sure? Because I have a nice place for you then," He lunged forward, grabbing Lorenzo's wrist, a small grin appearing on his face, "You shall do for now, of course I don't know if you have powers, but we will see."
He let himself cling onto his power and in a flash he was in his alien form, his white fur shinning under the hallway light, better make this fast or else someone might see me...
(Sorry if that felt op, I didn't mean to if it does. I can rewrite it if you wish... and honestly I know how it feels to be with a person who uses their character in an op way so please tell me if I am)

Scias
He glanced up at Ricky, having recovered from his previous embarrassment.
Was.. Was she reading the dictionary?

That was a new one.

Ring!

Passing period has begun! (Sorry if this interrupts anyone.)

Arco
Arco slipped into the classroom, a few textbooks stacked neatly in his hands and a small grey backpack thrown over his back. He looked tired, as if he had been up all night with something.
He adjusted the mask over his face, giving a nod to Mr. Haaze as he took his seat near the back of the class, thumbing through the pages of his textbook before retrieving the previous day's assignment from between the pages and setting it on his desk.

(He's open btw, don't think he'll physically talk much, but you're welcome to prod him)