Asher nodded slowly at Kat looking away in the direction of the class can I be bothered with class I wonder? he didnt notice the slight blush Kat had and looked at her.
"If you get into a fight with Rose again in which case I hope doesnt happen, be sure to give her a good thrash"
Once he finished speaking he took note of what happened between the other three christ everyone is in a bad mood.
"If you get into a fight with Rose again in which case I hope doesnt happen, be sure to give her a good thrash"
Once he finished speaking he took note of what happened between the other three christ everyone is in a bad mood.
Kat said "yea thanks for the advice" she smiled and the bell rung she got up and got all her books and headed to class.
Cass looked up at her with surprise. He hadn't expect anyone to come and talk to him, and least of all Iya.
"Um- yes, yes of course, if you'd like," he smiled warmly- but not too wide or exuberant; he didn't want to scare her again after all. "I really am sorry for earlier. If you want to yell at me too, we might want to take this outside. The librarians here tend to get annoyed at too much noise."
He smiled fondly at the memory of his and Ace's conversation yesterday, and the glare they'd received. Really, where was she? Was she ill? Or just running late? She really didn't seem the type to be late to anything, though.
The bell rang out almost as soon as he'd finished speaking and he sighed, standing and slipping his tablet back into his bag. "Or we should go to lessons. Where and what's your first class?"
"Um- yes, yes of course, if you'd like," he smiled warmly- but not too wide or exuberant; he didn't want to scare her again after all. "I really am sorry for earlier. If you want to yell at me too, we might want to take this outside. The librarians here tend to get annoyed at too much noise."
He smiled fondly at the memory of his and Ace's conversation yesterday, and the glare they'd received. Really, where was she? Was she ill? Or just running late? She really didn't seem the type to be late to anything, though.
The bell rang out almost as soon as he'd finished speaking and he sighed, standing and slipping his tablet back into his bag. "Or we should go to lessons. Where and what's your first class?"
Iya bit her lip, then stepped up in front of Cass.
"Stop that," she said, harsher than she meant- but that was okay, because it should get his attention. "Don't be afraid to be yourself, you idiot. I was getting used to you."
She paused then, trying to remember her schedule. "I have... Discrete Math, I believe." She tapped her fingers on her book. "Yes, I do. You?"
"Stop that," she said, harsher than she meant- but that was okay, because it should get his attention. "Don't be afraid to be yourself, you idiot. I was getting used to you."
She paused then, trying to remember her schedule. "I have... Discrete Math, I believe." She tapped her fingers on her book. "Yes, I do. You?"
Cass ducked his head, embarrassed but pleased. At least she wasn't going to yell at him- and even though her tone was kind of harsh, she didn't seem to be mad at him.
In fact, she almost seemed friendly, and that was plenty of encouragement for him.
"I have languages, I think," he pulled out his timetable to check. "Yeah, French. It's not really anywhere near the maths block... but I can walk you there if you'd like! I had maths yesterday so I know where it is."
His voice was almost back to his normal buoyant tone, and he grinned at her as he spoke, apparently very quickly recovered from his episode of self-doubt.
In fact, she almost seemed friendly, and that was plenty of encouragement for him.
"I have languages, I think," he pulled out his timetable to check. "Yeah, French. It's not really anywhere near the maths block... but I can walk you there if you'd like! I had maths yesterday so I know where it is."
His voice was almost back to his normal buoyant tone, and he grinned at her as he spoke, apparently very quickly recovered from his episode of self-doubt.
Iya squinted, then shrugged. "Nah, it's fine. Just point me to the block. You might be late." She stopped for a bit, then slung her fist... lightly... to his arm. "Hey, tell me who's messing with you and I'll hit them harder than that, okay?"
(I ship you to)
Kat put her books down and tryed to be bussie. Kat wrote a note saying (No one knows till later that she wrote this but its descovered next period)
hey asher um i dont know how to say this but i hope you like me because i like you i hope we can go out sometime
Sincerely someone...
Kat put her books down and tryed to be bussie. Kat wrote a note saying (No one knows till later that she wrote this but its descovered next period)
hey asher um i dont know how to say this but i hope you like me because i like you i hope we can go out sometime
Sincerely someone...
(Glad I'm not the only one who thinks this 
)
Asher sighed at the bell sound and went off to class which was apparently Science, a subject he hardly understood. Once in the room he dropped his bag beneath the desk (benchy thing) he planned on sitting at in the corner of the room and rested his head on it hoping they got to 'blow shit up' instead of taking notes.
)Asher sighed at the bell sound and went off to class which was apparently Science, a subject he hardly understood. Once in the room he dropped his bag beneath the desk (benchy thing) he planned on sitting at in the corner of the room and rested his head on it hoping they got to 'blow shit up' instead of taking notes.
Arm smarting, Cass grinned at her. "I don't know whether to be grateful for the offer or hurt that you punched me... so I'm definitely going with the former!" He did appreciate it, really. It was always nice to know he had people in his corner.
"If you walk out of the library, turn left at the lockers, right at the poster of our football team, and then straight ahead, you should get to maths alright!" he explained as clearly as he could.
"If you walk out of the library, turn left at the lockers, right at the poster of our football team, and then straight ahead, you should get to maths alright!" he explained as clearly as he could.
"Thanks." She gave a small smile- kinda awkward, but she was kind of getting the hang of this socializing thing- and went on her way.
Left at lockers... right at football poster... straight ahead- spotted her room number.
She sighed. She really should have brought coffee.
Into the class of death I go...
Left at lockers... right at football poster... straight ahead- spotted her room number.
She sighed. She really should have brought coffee.
Into the class of death I go...
Cass grinned at her as she left, before heading to his own lesson with his normal bounce restored to his step.
He reached his classroom in good time, hovering in the doorway for a second to look around for an empty seat.
He reached his classroom in good time, hovering in the doorway for a second to look around for an empty seat.
Kat hid the note and tryed to concentrate on the lesson.
Oliver sat and stared at the ivory keys, staring as the light reflected off the shiny sleek white and black, allowing to look at himself through the said keys. He heard the bell ring, and simply didn't care since he didn't HAVE to go to school, silently he cursed himself for not taking the day off. Alas, he's here now.
The child prodigy whom can't socialize properly without being an asshole to everyone sat infront of the piano.....
Yep.
Which sparked an idea, something to play, something more modern.
He gently placed his hands on the keys, his right foot gently pressed against the peddle, his left foot tapping the beat. Breath in, then out. Lift, drop, press, release. He performed this action as if his body was melodically maneuvering along the keys, hitting the crescendo with a certain persicion that would rattle the very soul of one's being, and the pianissimo was soft like a gentle hum of an angel on your shoulder. He instinctively begun to sing the lyrics to the modern song in tangent with the piano, creating a melody perfectly blended with one another.
"As a child you would wait
And watch from far away.
But you always knew that you'd be the one
That work while they all play...."
(The song used is Warriors by Imagine Dragons)
The child prodigy whom can't socialize properly without being an asshole to everyone sat infront of the piano.....
Yep.
Which sparked an idea, something to play, something more modern.
He gently placed his hands on the keys, his right foot gently pressed against the peddle, his left foot tapping the beat. Breath in, then out. Lift, drop, press, release. He performed this action as if his body was melodically maneuvering along the keys, hitting the crescendo with a certain persicion that would rattle the very soul of one's being, and the pianissimo was soft like a gentle hum of an angel on your shoulder. He instinctively begun to sing the lyrics to the modern song in tangent with the piano, creating a melody perfectly blended with one another.
"As a child you would wait
And watch from far away.
But you always knew that you'd be the one
That work while they all play...."
(The song used is Warriors by Imagine Dragons)
//hello lads I am unfortunately not dead
Ace arrived relatively early to French, having placed herself near the back of the classroom well before the lesson was even due to start. Her whole facial expression read tired- the redhead had only managed to get two hours of sleep last night, seeing as her roommates had decided to get into yet another aggressive fight over a matter which was, in her eyes, completely pointless: who showered first?
In all honesty, she had become totally used to the violent nature of her roommates, and had, overtime, learnt to deal with them, yet Ace still missed having those precious hours of sleep that she so desperately needed. Alas, the small girl knew that she would probably never see more than four hours of sleep again, and had therefore trained her body to adjust to the smaller hours and a lot of caffeine. She had always had a soft spot for caramel lattes, but it had gotten to the point where her roommates had to put her on a caffeine ban because she was way too reliant on the beverage. Six cups a day wasn't that bad, was it? Yeah, it had more disadvantages than advantages- it probably didn't help her anxiety at all- but at least she was keeping herself awake. That was the main thing, right?
However, now that she had been withdrawn from her precious coffee, Ace had no idea if she'd even make it to the end of the day without passing out or having a major panic attack. Was Cass around? He would cheer her up- after spending the entirety of yesterday with him, she was already feeling slightly more confident about making it through to the end of this term without doing anything too stupid. That would be nice.
When the bell eventually rang, Ace let out a small sigh and went back to clicking aimlessly away at her laptop, purposely avoiding making eye contact with the other students now entering the classroom. She hadn't even made it ten seconds in and she was already beginning to feel anxious about the sheer amount of unfamiliar faces surrounding her. Great.
Ace arrived relatively early to French, having placed herself near the back of the classroom well before the lesson was even due to start. Her whole facial expression read tired- the redhead had only managed to get two hours of sleep last night, seeing as her roommates had decided to get into yet another aggressive fight over a matter which was, in her eyes, completely pointless: who showered first?
In all honesty, she had become totally used to the violent nature of her roommates, and had, overtime, learnt to deal with them, yet Ace still missed having those precious hours of sleep that she so desperately needed. Alas, the small girl knew that she would probably never see more than four hours of sleep again, and had therefore trained her body to adjust to the smaller hours and a lot of caffeine. She had always had a soft spot for caramel lattes, but it had gotten to the point where her roommates had to put her on a caffeine ban because she was way too reliant on the beverage. Six cups a day wasn't that bad, was it? Yeah, it had more disadvantages than advantages- it probably didn't help her anxiety at all- but at least she was keeping herself awake. That was the main thing, right?
However, now that she had been withdrawn from her precious coffee, Ace had no idea if she'd even make it to the end of the day without passing out or having a major panic attack. Was Cass around? He would cheer her up- after spending the entirety of yesterday with him, she was already feeling slightly more confident about making it through to the end of this term without doing anything too stupid. That would be nice.
When the bell eventually rang, Ace let out a small sigh and went back to clicking aimlessly away at her laptop, purposely avoiding making eye contact with the other students now entering the classroom. She hadn't even made it ten seconds in and she was already beginning to feel anxious about the sheer amount of unfamiliar faces surrounding her. Great.
(Hey mon cheri, welcome back to life!)
//Hoii!! Thanks 
(Oliver made Cass almost cry, new girl is angry at Oliver. Oliver pissed off to the music room. And Kat/Asher are still doing the cliche flustered romantic shenanigans. And now we can have the full group with the joining of the anxiety induced hacker.)
//Sounds wild!
(welcome back!!!! I feel like we haven't spoken in like forever!)
Glancing around, Cass beamed as he noticed Ace. She didn't look all that happy- in fact, she looked positively exhausted, and anxious. Her eyes were fixed to her laptop screen and she hadn't looked up as he came in. He made a mental note to buy her a latte or hot chocolate or something later, in the hopes that it might make her day a little better.
Without any further hesitation, he headed over to her, dropping into the seat at her side with a bright, cheery greeting. "Good morning, sunshine! I must've missed you this morning, I'm so glad I'm seeing you now! How's your morning been so far?"
Glancing around, Cass beamed as he noticed Ace. She didn't look all that happy- in fact, she looked positively exhausted, and anxious. Her eyes were fixed to her laptop screen and she hadn't looked up as he came in. He made a mental note to buy her a latte or hot chocolate or something later, in the hopes that it might make her day a little better.
Without any further hesitation, he headed over to her, dropping into the seat at her side with a bright, cheery greeting. "Good morning, sunshine! I must've missed you this morning, I'm so glad I'm seeing you now! How's your morning been so far?"
(Lol its my choice on how I do my romantic stuff )
Kat raised her hand to be excused the teacher agreed and gave her a pass.Kat walked out and walked around she dropped the note and walked back to class.
(don't judge me)
)Kat raised her hand to be excused the teacher agreed and gave her a pass.Kat walked out and walked around she dropped the note and walked back to class.
(don't judge me)
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