@Elder-God-Jacks347
Well considering she's right there I don't think you gave to worry about that for now
Well considering she's right there I don't think you gave to worry about that for now
OKAY!
Snek has been here the whole time. I never leave
Same
Same with me
Okay glad we established that… Starting?
(You guys saw why the site thing is black right?)
(Yes. Who's starting?)
(I can.)
Delilah walked down the hallway, head held high and proud as always. She had a spring in her step, she was unusually joyful today. She wasn't even looking where she was going and really didn't care, she'd get somewhere eventually.
(Or that.)
(Oops… psych… I did)
(Sorry)
Brendon kept close to the walls and his eyes glued to the floor. He had his plan on how to get to class without bringing any attention to himself in his head. He glanced up to make sure he hadn't missed it every once in a while and swept his hair out of his face.
(It's fine.)
Leon had his headphones on and was listening to his sad playlist. Yes he had one for each mood. No that does not necessarily mean he's sad. He was walking to his first class of the day in a tired done-with-the-world fashion.
(I'll just.. um)
Caire gathered her textbooks for class from her locker, straightening a photo of a forest as she did so. That photo had been in her locker for as long as she could remember, and she didn't plan on getting rid of it any time soon. She sighed, brushing a strand of hair out of her face before closing her locker and walking quietly down the hallway.
Brendon looked up and saw that he wasn't travelling down the hallway he thought he was and was lost. Which means he would have to ask someone. Which means social interaction. He cringed at the thought. He saw a girl down the hall, carrying her books in her arms. "Excuse me!" He called to her. "Do you know how to get to room 213?"
Caire jumped a bit at the sudden voice and looked around. "Er, I-I'm going there right now, if you want to follow?" She said nervously, adjusting her grip on the books.
"I-If you really don't mind." He mumbled, following next to her.
"It's no problem." She smiled softly, leading the way to the class. She pushed the door open and started walking to her seat. "Oh! I never caught your name."
Leon reached his locker with a sigh. Jocks had gotten to it again. Taped on the front of it were a bunch of various notes. Some said fag, others said kys, and others were just words strewn together with no meaning behind them. He paid no attention to them as he opened up his locker. He let out a groan of frustration. How the hell did they get into his locker?! Inside were more notes except written in sharpie. He made a mental note to go talk to the janitors so they could clean it up. The world was not in his favor today as he grabbed his textbooks, slammed his locker shut, tore off the notes, and shoved them into the garbage can nearby.
Lilah considered going to class but really, what difference did it make? She wouldn't pay attention if she was there so she might as well not go at all, right? She dropped her head to look at her feet, in an instant, her joy had melted a bit, meh, it never lasted long anyways.
"O-Oh. It's Brendon." He worked up a nervous smile.
"Caire Fraust. Nice to meet you!" She went to her seat in the corner and sat down, organizing her books neatly.
The teacher noticed him and waved him over with a big smile. He walked over and got the class's attention. "Class! We have a new student! Why don't you introduce yourself?" The room was silent, everyone staring at him. He swallowed hard, he knew this would happen. He didn't speak. He couldn't. The pressure was too much.
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