"Woah, woah," he said after she pats his shoulder, "You can't just touch my amazing shoulder like that." He said it with an overly fake serious tone of voice, making it clear he was only joking.
My eyes widen for a second. I roll them after and laugh a bit, "Really? Okay. Sorry."
Rowen turned her large, pale green eyes towards the much younger boy who was introducing himself. She cracked a hint of a grin, around a mouthful of sandwich, before thrusting out an open palm towards him. "Bond," She introduced, "James, Bond."
Sarcasm wasnt always the best approach at a good first impression, but Rowen rather enjoyed sarcasm and didnt care much for first impressions.
"Just joshin'," The out-going young woman claimed. "Names Rowen." She often left out her last name in introductions, not particularly needing the association with the infamous Moore family. "So, what grade are you s'posed to be in?" She inquired, narrowing her eyes at Devin, as if assessing him.
Sarcasm wasnt always the best approach at a good first impression, but Rowen rather enjoyed sarcasm and didnt care much for first impressions.
"Just joshin'," The out-going young woman claimed. "Names Rowen." She often left out her last name in introductions, not particularly needing the association with the infamous Moore family. "So, what grade are you s'posed to be in?" She inquired, narrowing her eyes at Devin, as if assessing him.
"I'm not sure if I can forgive you," he says with an overly dramatic sigh.
"You'd have to make it up to me -" he was cut off as a girl said, "Oh, hey Walter." With a smile, and looked at Jesse, "Who's she?" She asked, with a hint of aggressiveness.
"You'd have to make it up to me -" he was cut off as a girl said, "Oh, hey Walter." With a smile, and looked at Jesse, "Who's she?" She asked, with a hint of aggressiveness.
"I'm like, tenth or something," he said, like it didn't matter. "Rowen's a cool name," he continued, trying to change the subject away from his grade. "So, what sorts of things do you like to do? Like hobbies I mean."
"U-Um.. nobody. Sorry." I say a bit shocked and I sit back down, going to my computer.
Violet finished off her apple and set the core beside her, setting down her book to open the sandwich she had bought. She took a bite of it, looking through the windows of the school. She watched as the students socialized with each other.
After a couple minutes, she finished her sandwich and put the wrapper beside the apple core. She leaned back against the tree and slipped her headphones on.
After a couple minutes, she finished her sandwich and put the wrapper beside the apple core. She leaned back against the tree and slipped her headphones on.
Walter looked a bit annoyed at the girl for intruding. The girl, Violet her name, says "suits you." Under her breath. "So Walter, since you're not busy anymore, want to sit at my table inside?" She asked, batting her lashes.
"Uh, no thanks. I like outside." He explained, and decided to take out his phone and text someone, feeling awkward.
"Oh, well, feel free to join us any time." She said,and waved good by with her fingers in an attempt to look cute.
"Uh, no thanks. I like outside." He explained, and decided to take out his phone and text someone, feeling awkward.
"Oh, well, feel free to join us any time." She said,and waved good by with her fingers in an attempt to look cute.
Walter put his phone away, and said to Jesse, "Uh, sorry about that." Half hoping he could start the conversation up again.
I roll my eyes and shrug since I heard her, putting my hoodie over the back of my head and putting on one of my earbuds. I sigh and gulp nervously as she walks away..
"It's fine..." I say quietly as I look back up at you. "You can sit down if you want..."
"oh, thanks, heh," he says, laughing a little at himself for standing all that time. Walter was quiet for a few seconds, trying to think of a good conversation starter. His usual "So, got a girlfriend?" Was for the dudes, and seemed rather rude to asks girl if she was single or not.
"I know most of the people here there are to know," he started, but didn't think of much to say after.
((I have to go somewhat soon.))
"I know most of the people here there are to know," he started, but didn't think of much to say after.
((I have to go somewhat soon.))
I smile and decide to save my work and close my computer. After you're done speaking I nod a bit, "So.. what class you have next?" I ask as I put my computer in my bag.
"History," he says it in a tone suggesting that he didn't care for it. "What about you?" He asked.
"Very," he says with passion, and smiled. "I've always liked math the best, not that's it fun or anything. What about you?"
I shrug. "Probably Art or English. I write stories, make animated stuff and shit." I sigh and check the time. "Do you know when lunch is gonna end?" I say with a groan.
"Probably pretty soon, it usually ends at one I think."
((If I got the time wrong sorry, I'm not too good with public school knowledge and sturf. Anyway I have to leave now, cya later!))
((If I got the time wrong sorry, I'm not too good with public school knowledge and sturf. Anyway I have to leave now, cya later!))
Miles would grab his stuck and shove it into his worn backpack, though he had a job and was doing well he didn't want to waste a penny on unnecessary things. His tan hand would reach up and ruffle his ashy hair, though the sides were dark and soft. The hairstyle he chose to wear was longer on the top and shaved on the sides. His dark warm eyes would look around the classroom as everyone rushed out. Soon he quickly rushed into the lunch room, grabbing whatever slop they decided to serve for today and bolted outside.
His rather odd band shirt he sported somehow reflected any food from reaching its fabric, which was a miracle for Miles as he was already starving and was eating rather sloppily. Though he'd look over from the bench which he had seated himself and noticed the familiar dark-haired girl, "Mm..." He'd finish his bite and brush off himself a bit timidly. "Mm, hello." He'd smile softly, his eyes warming.
(this is meant for Violet lol)
His rather odd band shirt he sported somehow reflected any food from reaching its fabric, which was a miracle for Miles as he was already starving and was eating rather sloppily. Though he'd look over from the bench which he had seated himself and noticed the familiar dark-haired girl, "Mm..." He'd finish his bite and brush off himself a bit timidly. "Mm, hello." He'd smile softly, his eyes warming.
(this is meant for Violet lol)
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