@glitchy-plant
Wendy picked up her bag an waited silently for a spot in the line to open up for her.
Wendy picked up her bag an waited silently for a spot in the line to open up for her.
Radish stuck his arm out rudely cutting the line off "go ahead" He said to the girl
"oh! Thanks!" Wendy said, clearly taken aback. She got off the bus an swept her hair to the side, watching the bus for a few seconds before turning back to the school.
Radish was swept up by the rush of angry students, he ended up being the last person off.
The campus was bustling with nerds, jocks, and token friend groups. Andre struggled to get though the damn hall, but was knocked backward by the forearm of some large figure. All his papers scattered across the floor, and were soon stepped on by loads of other students.
Laura was some of the first ones off, caught up in the rush. Stumbling off the steps, she brushed down her hair, readjusted her backpack, and started walking across the campus, making a beeline for the girl with two-toned hair.
Wendy felt eyes burning into the back of her head and turned around to see a girl walking towards her. She stopped walking an looked nervously at her.
Can I join?
(I think so, yeah. Just fill in the character starter and jump right in! :))
"Hi, I'm-I'm Laura. I absolutely love your hair." Laura faltered, noticing how nervous the other girl was. Oh no, she didn't want to seem mean, or bad, she just really liked her hair, it was so pretty!
"oh- thanks!" Wendy replied, blushing a bit at the compliment. She smiled an ran her fingers through her twisted hair, "I dyed it myself."
"Really? That's awesome." Laura twisted a finger in her hair, now feeling nervous herself. "So, what classes are you taking?" Out of the corner of her eye, Laura noticed some papers flying in the wind. "Wait one sec." She grinned apologetically, then followed the paper trail. It led to a guy struggling to pick up a mess of papers scattered across the hall. Laura started to pick them up as well.
Wendy picked up a solemn piece of paper an handed it to the familiar boy from the bus.
(I don't really know where to come in on this so I might wait a little longer, but Holy guacamole I smell a ship already (Wouldn't mind if I had one too, later in the book lol hint hint))
Radish paused to watch this happen before joining to help gather papers.
((Oooo, a ship huh? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Through the writing on the papers, Laura learned that the boy's name was Andre. Most of the papers were covered in mathwork, but Radish's eye spotted some sketches of cute anime girls.
After picking the rest up, Laura and Radish handed the papers to the boy. He thanked them both in cold sweat and paced off to his class. As he went, he nervously shouted back at them, "Don't mind the drawings, its uh.. it's resear–sHuT uP!" He walked faster in embarrassment, he could feel the eyes..
Radish looked over to Laura, "did you see those drawings? That guy can draw"
Wendy looked at the kids who complimented her and sighed. She started for the school, knowing the bell would ring in a matter of time.
"They are pretty impressive, especially, y'know, all of those types of poses." Laura smirked. Radish laughed. "Anyways, what's your first class?"
Wendy fell into the chair at her first classroom, English, she sat in silence, waiting for the bell to ring so she could get the class over with.
Andre arrived at his math class, winded. He sat down in the back and took out his notebook. Although he was a part of the one percent who actually liked math, he felt that today he would slack off a little. The event from before was still fresh in his mind, so he spent the entire class sketching that moment..
The bell rang, signalling Wendy's freedom. She threw her bag over her shoulder and headed out to her favorite class, music. When she arrived, she sat silently in the back of the room, hoping she could avoid having to sing in front of everyone.
Radish plops unceremoniously in the seat in front of Wendy´s, he tilts his head back to get an awkard glance at her.
Wendy locked eyes with the boy in front of her for a second, realizing who he is. She looked away quickly and pretended to dig through her bag.
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