@StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder
Kamryn walked up to school with her hot chocolate and her bag. she walked inside and went to her locker. looking around she saw the normal groups. First day was always her most hated.
Kamryn walked up to school with her hot chocolate and her bag. she walked inside and went to her locker. looking around she saw the normal groups. First day was always her most hated.
As Cassie rushed through the door, she tripped, but managed to save her hot chocolate and a cinnamon sugar scone. The blueberry scone wasn't so lucky.
Here's mine-
Name: Xavier
Last Name: Bataglia (Ba-tah-li-ah)
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Looks: White hair with a tint of blond. Gray eyes, 6'/fit, athletic.
Personality: Calm, cool, firm, cold, caring, playful, protective.
Other: Very good at parkour and is a master at martial arts.
Backstory: Mother was murdered when he was only 3 years old, being a witness to the murder his father left him because 'he could have stopped it'. He grew up in a school and now is a master of many subjects.
Friends: Idk
Family: His wife, Silvan, and his two sons, Lonan and Levi.
"Nooooo, my scone!" Cassie wailed. This was an emotional tragedy. Her scone, her blueberry scone, was dead.
Hearing someone yell, Kamryn turned around and saw a girl sitting on the floor cradling a pastry in her hand. Walking over to the girl, she looked down at her "Um, Hi. I'm Kamryn. Do you need help?" she asked the heartbroken girl.
"I'm fine. My scone is not. Don't worry."
Victoria looked out from behind her locker door to see two girls kneeling over a broken scone. She laughed to herself and muttered, “A tragedy.”
"I'm fine. My scone is not. Don't worry."
"I can um Buy you one if you want?" She asked awkwardly.
Victoria looked out from behind her locker door to see two girls kneeling over a broken scone. She laughed to herself and muttered, “A tragedy.”
(A tragedy indeed.)
"I'm fine. My scone is not. Don't worry."
"I can um Buy you one if you want?" She asked awkwardly.
"No, I have another." Cassie said, holding up a brown paper bag.
"I'm fine. My scone is not. Don't worry."
"I can um Buy you one if you want?" She asked awkwardly.
"No, I have another." Cassie said, holding up a brown paper bag.
Looking exasperated "Well then why are you crying over this one then?" Kamryn asked confused.
"I like scones. And I have a tendency to overreact."
(Where can a teacher jump in?)
//just walk down the hall and be like ‘is everything ok’
(Where can a teacher jump in?)
//i think trying to deal with a dead scone is best.
(I first going read up on what is happening)
(I first going read up on what is happening)
That would be best lol
Exiting his math classroom, Xavier witness a bunch of girls circling a scone that was on the floor. Raising an eyebrow, he laughed lightly and watched what they were doing.
(I first going read up on what is happening)
That would be best lol
(I like how every was so dramatic)
//we are middleschoolers lmao
//we are middleschoolers lmao
(Ok, I did not know that, thank you)
Looking up Kamryn sees Mr. Bataglia "Oh hey Mr. Bataglia! what's up?"
"Just picking up." He answered, "What's up with all of you?"
"We're holding a funeral for my scone." Cassie said, voice full of melancholy.
"Would you like to say a few words?" Kamryn looked up at him with sad eyes
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