(You controlled Weird's character in your post by having her speak to your character and give her phone number to her. You shouldn't do that. Controlling someone else's character is generally frowned upon in roleplays. If you want your character to talk to Cynthia, then you can but Weird has to make Cynthia talk, not you. Does that make sense?)
Prascilla's school day was coming to an end, and so far nothing had happened to reveal her fairy powers. During her final class, she dropped a textbook on her foot. "Ow!" she yelped, pain flooding up her leg. Oh no. She was beginning to feel herself float up into the air. Prascilla quickly grabbed her desk and pulled herself back into her seat. That was close.
*Cynthia* Cynthia closed her locker and sighed. She walked over to Alex's locker and slipped in a note she'd written during English. It read, "Please, Alex? For me? -Cynthia". Then, she walked toward the exit and called, "Bye, Prascilla!", having spotted her new friend.
*Jordan* Jordan spotted his ex, Hailey, and walked over to her. "Hey, Hay," he said, glad they were still friends. "Yo, Joe, what girl has caught your attention now?" she said, grinning. "How do you always know that I'm going to ask you about a girl I like?" he asked her. "You wouldn't talk to me about anything else," she declared. "Okay, okay. So, how do you tell if a girl likes you?"
Alex opened his locker and saw the note. He sighed and hesitantly decided to try and be Jordan's friend. He put his stuff back and walked off to find him, not fully convinced he would listen to him. Even if Jordan did, what would he even say?
After school, Prascilla started driving to Starbucks to get a coffee. She was tired and had more homework than she cared to think about. While she was waiting in line, her phone buzzed. It was a text message from her father. 'Hey honey, hope you had a good first day at school. I hope you don't mind that I invited my co-worker and his wife and son over for dinner tonight. Their son, Caleb, is your age and I thought you might like to meet him, seeing as you've never had a boyfriend and all ;) Love, Dad.' Prascilla's mouth dropped open. "Oh god," she muttered.
*Cynthia* Cynthia walked home and sat on her bed. She realized she had a text. Her dad had texted, "Sorry, hon, but tell your mom I won't be home for dinner. " Cynthia dropped her phone and sighed. Her dad never had time for his family. She missed him a lot. She wished that they'd never even gotten so rich. Sure, it made her popular, but what is popularity to family?
*Jordan* Jordan sighed and sat at his table to a dinner of burnt, home-cooked chicken pot pie. He took a bite and grimaced. "Who taught me how to cook?" he wondered. He grabbed his phone and sent a picture of his dinner to Hailey and Toby, along with the message, "Are your dinners equally appetizing?" and received a grinning emoji from Toby and a "lol" from Hailey. He smiled at the thought of such good friends.
(Okay, I know you guys are new to roleplaying but we need to establish some coherence here. So far, it went from Monday morning, to the end of the school day and now everyone is home? You're moving the roleplay too fast. No one's had a chance to talk to anyone for too long. I understand that you would want to skip the whole school day but you have to ask first.)
Alex sat in his room, watching his pet bird, Peri, walk and slowly hover around the room. He then looked at a picture of his dad and had a sullen look on his face. He missed his dad greatly but he tried to just get on with his days since his death. Still didn't make him feel any better looking at the picture. Peri then climbed onto his lap and Alex picked her up with his hand. He said "Peri, sometimes I wish you could talk to me and hold a conversation. You're sometimes the only one I can talk to."
Prascilla got her coffee and went back in the car, sipping it as she started to drive home. Along the way, she saw a car wreck at the side of the road. There were a bunch of police cars surrounding the damaged vehicle. A young man stepped out, holding his hands up in the air. "Wonder what that's about," she muttered as she drove toward her exit. While driving up the hill toward her road, her coffee spilled. "Oh drat," she muttered, reaching for some napkins to wipe it up.
(To make the roleplay slower, Cynthia and Jordan eat dinner at five.) *Cynthia* Cynthia got out her phone and texted Prascilla, "Hey, can we talk?" She walked downstairs, following the delicious scent of soup. "Mm. Something smells like cream of onion soup," she declared, sitting down. "Uh, Mom?" "Yes?" "Dad won't be home for dinner." Her mom sighed. "Darling, we need to talk. Your dad and I... we're getting divorced." "What!?" Cynthia screamed, standing up. "Your father is letting us stay in this apartment, and he'll move into a small one upstairs." Cynthia rushed to her room and locked her door, and started crying.
*Jordan* Jordan finished his dinner and headed to the gym. He ran into a boy he'd know since middle school and they started chatting.
(Sorry for the shortness of Jordan's. I'm feeling really bored and not-creative and tired rn. I'll do better tomorrow, promise.)
Alex put Peri down and kept talking. He said "I don't know if you fully remember but I talked about my friend Cynthia. How I have felt about her and how I wondered if we could become a couple. But now that is a meager fantasy that won't come true. She told me today of her crush on one of the more popular guys, Jordan Nickle. And now she's asking me to become his friend?" He sighed and flopped onto his bed. He continued "Why do I get myself into these situations? At least I know you like me." Peri then walked close to him and rubbed her head on his head. This made him smile, if only a little bit.