forum It's not what you think it is ( IS HELLA OPEN!)

Started May 04, 2018 by Deleted user

tune

//i am so so sorry

Angela stepped out of her stall and went to the sink to wash her hands. She noticed one of her schoolmates looking kind of upset. Don't say anything. She thought.
"Hey, are you okay?" She asked quietly, ignoring her instincts.

Zoe noticed that the girl wasn't following them anymore. "Quick in here." She directed to a janitor's closet and shoved Cameron in and locked the door.

(Who’s Angela taking to?)
Did two students just lock themselves into the janitors closet? Carla thought, furrowing her brows as she slowly walked.

Matt was finally cleared by the medic people with a thin layer of gauze around his “lightly fractured” ankle. He wandered down the hallway right in time to see Zoe push a girl into the janitor’s closet.

"I overheard something I wasn't suppose to hear. I heard a man and a women, They were talking about……getting off Earth and going to a new planet. At first I thought it was a joke but then.." She spoke in a soft whisper. She hesitated, not knowing if she would believe, but continued. "Then someone grabbed me and hauled me into a room. I…..I was questioned there by a man and was told not to talked about what I heard." SHe rushed out nervously.

Carla paused, should she go knock on the door? Why would two students lock themselves in the janitors closet of all places?

(Angela is talking to Camie, who's in the bathroom because 'no one wants to be friends with the teachers pet.')

(Ok, I'll have Camie say stuff.)

(I imagine this song for this scene: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tsx2ADVWPxg)

Camie locked herself in a stall and sat on the toilet seat. She squirmed her butt back and pulled her knees to her chest so that her heels rested on the front edge of the toilet. She buried her face in her chest. Her forehead pressed into her knees. Tears flowed, but no sound was made. A small sob leaked out, followed closely by a full-fledged storm. She leaped off of the toilet and opened the stall quickly. She paced to the sink and leaned heavily on her palms, looking down at a piece of dirty pink gum crammed under the drain. She took off her glasses and put them beside the sink. Free, her tears fell into the bowl, blackened by her smeared mascara. She usually didn't wear mascara because it smeared on her glasses, but she felt like today was special. Oh, how she was wrong. Her heart ached. "No one wants to be friends with the teacher's pet," she whispered. A tear fell. She clenched her fists. She looked up at her reflection. She didn't recognize the blotchy-faced girl staring back at her. The image was slightly burred, but she made out her own wide brown eyes staring back at her. "No one wants to be friends with the teacher's pet!" Another pipe burst. Camie took in a shaky breath. She splashed cold water on her face. "No one…" she whispered again, leaning on the wall. She bumped her head against the paper towel dispenser, but she didn't care. She pressed her shoulder blades into the wall and sunk to the floor, landing on her butt with a soft thump. She let out a strangled cry before burying her face in her hands, smearing her mascara even more.

"I overheard something I wasn't suppose to hear. I heard a man and a women, They were talking about……getting off Earth and going to a new planet. At first I thought it was a joke but then.." She spoke in a soft whisper. She hesitated, not knowing if she would believe, but continued. "Then someone grabbed me and hauled me into a room. I…..I was questioned there by a man and was told not to talked about what I heard." SHe rushed out nervously.

"Huh, getting off of Earth. . ." Cameron furrowed her brow slightly in thought. "My dad used to work for NASA. One day, he resigned and came home. He's never been the same since. . . do you think it had to do with this mission?"

"Oh my," Angela observed. "Hey, it's okay," She approached the crying girl sitting on the floor. Angela sat down next to her and put a hand on her shoulder sympathetically. She felt the urge to give her a hug. "Do you..need to talk?" She asked quietly.

Camie jerked her head up, turning her wide eyes to the new girl. She fumbled. "My glasses," she mumbled carelessly, standing up. She slid them into her face and looked at the girl again. "Yeah, no… I'm… I don't know." Camie took off her glasses again and wiped her eyes.

"Hey." Angela gripped both of her hands. "I know what it feels like to be not okay. You don't have to go through this alone." She said sympathetically, trying to comfort the girl.

Camie smiled. She extended her hand, shaking and sniffling. "Thank you, " she whispered, "I'm Camie."

(D: Need a virtual hug?)

(Yes please! said with virtual tears)

"Angela," She smiled and shook Camie's hand. "Let's talk about this."