@Chameleon the Slytherpuff and Slitherpuff
"Yeah right." Margot scoffs as the bell for third-period rings. "I have to get to my study hall." Margot starts to walk away.
"Yeah right." Margot scoffs as the bell for third-period rings. "I have to get to my study hall." Margot starts to walk away.
"You are not weak." Ryder rasps out, tapping her shoulder and waving goodbye. It was his lunch period and he wanted to eat with Emile.
Sam watched her go. She didn't have study hall. She sighed as she walked back into the classroom to get her stuff. First day at the school where everything was supposed to be perfect was going great. She found herself walking to the nurses office.
"Hey, Ryder!" Emile looks up from where he was reading some of the tests his last two periods had handed in. "It's my lunch period too. Wanna sit?"
Margot puts her unneeded binders into her locker and trudges the direction to her study hall.
"She's going the wrong direction."
"Stop her!"
One of the figures looked at an array of buttons that controlled the school, finally pressing the one that connected to the P.A system.
"Margot Iplier to Mr. Emile's classroom please, Margot Iplier to Mr. Emile's classroom please."
Ryder nodded, grabbing a small bag. "Patton made me cookies." He signed, he didn't want to speak more, his vocal cords were being put through hell at the moment.
"I love cookies!" Emile smiled, just as Margot walked in.
"Umm…did you want me?" She asks.
Sam looked up as Margot's name was called over the intercom. Why was Margot being called somewhere? She shook off the feeling of being watched and kept heading to the nurses office.
"Ohh, umm, no….but you can still stay! C'mon, grab a seat! You can have your lunch now, no need to wait! As always said on Jimmy Neutron, "Gotta go fast!" Emile grins.
Ryder just banged his head against the table. He hated cartoon references with a passion, a burning fucking passion.
Margot winced at the reference as Emile rushed to Ryder.
"Ohh my gosh, are you okay?!"
Sam got to the nurse and walked in. She looked at Tim. Was he awake? She couldn't tell.
"Hello?" A nurse asks as she notices the figure standing behind the curtain where Tim was.
"Ohh, it's just you." She relaxes as she recognized Sam as one of the girls that were at the Nurse's office earlier. "Was he a friend of yours?"
Sam nodded. "When I was having an Alter attack he watched me. A-And I hurt him." She explained as she covered her mouth to choke a sob. "S-Sorry." She said to the nurse.
"It's okay." The nurse says, "I'm sure it must be very hard for you YouTubers." (Off, she's being kinda racist…)
Sam flinched at her comment but didn't say anything. Maybe she didn't mean to. She just looked at Tim. "Do you think he will wake up soon?" She asked.
"I'm sure he will, he was up for a few minutes last period, enough to eat a few crackers before dozing off again." The nurse tells Sam.
Margot winced at the reference as Emile rushed to Ryder.
"Ohh my gosh, are you okay?!"
"Go away you cartoon abuser." Ryder signed, he liked cartoons sure, just not the references.
Emile let out a loud, exaggerated gasp. "How dare you!?"
"You have a problem Emile." He retorted, his head still on the desk.
"Do I?" Emile frowns sadly, a little hurt.
"You have a serious one, Patton makes puns sure… But you make a reference every other word which leads me to question how many cartoons you watch and in what time. Do you sleep at all?"
Sam nodded. He woke up. He'll be fine. She sighed.
"Course I sleep!" Emile giggled, "I just have lots of time to watch cartoons!"
"Mostly because I don't have a stable job…but that's okay!" Emile smiles.
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