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(lol k)
(lol k)
(I welcome you)
(thx)
(Bumping)
(…)
(Heyyy.)
(Oii. I am bored)
(I am more anxious than bored.)
(Of?)
( I'm on the border.)
(Of making an impromptu.)
(Ah. I would be too.)
(So we starting or…?)
(@rebelwithareadingproblem hasn't posted their character yet…)
(Should we get another person, or…?)
(Idk…..)
( I think we're good and also rebel hasn't been on for awhile so idk.)
(Ok yeah we'll start)
Becky shut her locker, juggling the books in hand. Today was the first day and she was already sick of the school. Why did we have to move…
Victoria walked into the school. Okay. One day at a time Vicky. Now. Where's my locker….
Jackson walked in. He was a nervous wreck, and was very closely watching the others. He looked at his schedule and found his locker. He saw a girl holding some books in one hand and closing her locker with the other one. He looked at the numbers and saw his locker was just two down from hers. He walked up there and tried to open his locker. Tried. (Btw Becky is the girl if you don’t mind?)
(Yeah of course it's fine)
Becky glanced at a dark haired boy attempting to open his locker. "Hey, you need any help there?" she called out.
Jackson looked up in shock “y-you talking t-to me?” He stuttered. He stuttered when he was nervous.
Oh boy, he was a stuttering one. They were always hard to deal with. "Yeah. Do you know how to unlock it?" Rebecca asked him.
“K-kinda but I-it won’t w-work!” He said frustrated. “C-can you h-help?” He asked.
Becky dropped her books on the ground and walked over to him.
Raising her eyebrow, she asked, "Your numbers?"
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