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A mood))
A mood))
Timothy saw Val wave to him, so he returned the wave while flashing her a smile as he walked in her direction. “Hey, what’s up?”
When Logan heard the bell ring she slung her black backpack (with Castiel from Supernatural as a cat on it of course) and bounded out of her science classroom with barely a wave to her teacher as she started up the stairs to the third floor before remembering it was a Friday, and yeah, she knew that meant GSA, but it also meant she only had a few minutes to retrieve her violin from the instrument storage room to take home for the weekend before they locked it up. A slight detour and a few minutes later she was entering the abandoned art classroom turned queer paradise with instrument case in hand. Logan had joined the GSA club when she first heard about it a few months into freshman year. A few students had already arrived when she walked inside. At the front of the room, she spotted Paris with her arm over Mic's shoulder. She walked up to the two of them. "Howdy-doodle Paris, Micah! Listen, Paris, I have a fantabulous idea to do with the literal eight dollars we have left. I've been thinking about it all day."
Micah set their head down on the table and groaned, Logan was known for her notoriously bad ideas. "What is it?" They asked, sure Logans ideas were bad, but Micah was bored so…
Timothy saw Val wave to him, so he returned the wave while flashing her a smile as he walked in her direction. “Hey, what’s up?”
“Nothing much just really bored. How about you?” She asked her smile growing slightly.
"So glad you asked, friendo! So you know those assholes on the football team who are pieces of shit to everyone, and are always using the most offensive language possible? Specifically Matthew, Riley, and andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)?" Logan grinned. "All we need is to steal hand sanitizer from a classroom, buy a bag of mini-marshmallows, and someone can bring in toothpicks if we want to be fancy." She clapped her hands together evilly. "Then my plan can commence! I promise it'll be great! So those are the materials we need."
"I hate those shitheads, they always call me either a guy or a girl." Micah groans, looking to Paris for her response.
Timothy saw Val wave to him, so he returned the wave while flashing her a smile as he walked in her direction. “Hey, what’s up?”
“Nothing much just really bored. How about you?” She asked her smile growing slightly.
“Feeling about the same, currently. Did anything fun happen in any of your classes today?” Timothy responded. He hoped that the conversation would carry on and not dissipate.
Hey guys, I'm not sure when I'll be able to get on?? I'll try to get on tomorrow, but I have to go for now!
Ah, see you llater~~//
Auuuaagh just typed so much and accidentally deleted it))
“Yeah my health teacher gave us all a family tree project. I told her I couldn’t do it so she sent me to the principal who sent me to the vice who then sent me to my guidance councilor,” she rambled. She had mentioned being in foster care last week and really didn’t care who knew this time. A few houses ago she would have been panicking and covering it up but now she did not care at all. “Anyway yeah I spent the entire period explaining the same story. So how about you?”
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Davvy walked into the room where the GSA was held and saw that there was already a number of people already inside. "Hey Paris!" They called out to the leader and went and say down on top of one of the desks.
Ashley walked into the room after Davvy, a small grin crossing his softer features as he stepped inside, waving to Paris and a few other faces that he recognized. Letting out a small sigh, he slumped into a seat next to Logan, Micah, and Paris. All three of them were people he had known for quite some time, so he felt comfortable sitting by them. "What are we talking about?" Ashley asked a bit softly, tilting his head to the side in question as a few, messy dark strands of his hair fell across his gaze.
Logan looked to the side as Davvy and Ashley entered the room. Davvy went to sit on top of a desk and Ashley sat right beside the one Logan set her things on. "Why hello there! We were just discussing this BRILLIANT-TAY plan I have made. I was just telling these two what we would be using the materials for." Her grin spread wider. "So first step is: once we get all of the mini marshmallows, we need to cover each one with hand sanitizer and put them on a plate. Step two: Someone, using pink paper and loopy handwriting, will write a note somewhat like this:" Logan cleared her throat. "'Hey there, cuties! It's us, the cheerleaders! We wanted to congratulate Riley, Matthew, and andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) on their fantastic playing skills at the latest game, so enjoy these marshmallows! Sorry if they smell a bit weird, Vanessa tried out a new perfume and no one likes it. See you next game!! xoxo💕💋💕✨'" Logan said in an overenthusiastic stereotypical cheerleader voice. "Step three: during football practice, put the marshmallows and the note in the boy's locker room. Step four: watch as those three good-for-nothings die or get poisoned." She gave a cheerful smile. "Quite brilliant, is it not?"
Micah took in a long exaggerated sigh before yelling. "SERIOUSLY, KILLING? WE COULD GET EXPELLED!" They yelled, a look of something between rage and exasperation.
"Die or get poisoned," Ashley repeated with a small hum, running a hand through his messy, dark hair as he looked towards Logan. She had always had quite eccentric ideas, but they were always hilarious to listen to. "I like the idea, though I'm a little wary about the hand sanitizer part. Why don't we try something that includes…no death," he explained carefully, a thoughtful frown crossing his face as he looked towards his friend.
"Well, obviously, they wouldn't know it was us." Logan waved her hand. "And if we don't want to kill them then… rat poison? No, that's way too expensive." Logan sighed. "You guys really dull my genius, y'know." Her eyes lit up again. "There was one other thing I kinda wanted, but it's not as fun as seeing those homophobic assholes get hurt. I saw that we could buy some rainbow fairy lights at Walmart for like eight dollars so this place gets even gayer! Still not as fun though."
"Or… We could bye a shit load of salt and do the same thing… Or vanilla extract." Micah says, still a bit worried by how fast their friends resort to murder.
"I think the rainbow fairy lights are a good start, Logan," Ashley answered with a small chuckle, motioning for his friend to sit down next to him. "We can always find another prank later on, don't worry," he added, deciding that he would look or ask around for some later.
"We have, like, eight dollars. We can't afford salt or vanilla for shit. Unless you would like to pay for it yourself." Logan took a seat and set her things to the side of her desk. "The goal was not exactly to pull a prank, more it was to pull off a murder, but whatever." Logan pulled her phone out of her pocket and clicked through some apps for inspiration before releasing a loud gasp. "Okay, how many rubber ducks do you think we can buy for eight dollars at Dollar Tree?!"
"I have a bunch of rubber ducks on a string…don't ask." Davvy mentioned lightly ease dropping.
"You! Davvy! Wonderful being! Magnificent! Can I have them?" Logan pointed at them while snapping her fingers.
"Heck yeah you can!" Davvy returned the snap and point.
"Gasp! Do you have them with you right now?" Logan said, clapping her hands together.
Davvy pulled a string of rubber ducks out of their backpack and tossed them over to Logan. "Don't underestimate the random things I have with me at all times."
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