zexion/ienzo

One of the many in Flippy's Language Arts class was Giggles who had been filing her nails blatantly in front of her desk, a tube of nail polish open and ready for use, the shade being a neon, hot pink. She smirked. It's what Flippy deserved after the stunt he pulled on the bus this morning. She loved how she didn't get caught yet he did. She hummed a soft lilt as all eyes landed on his uncaring frame. So maybe she had had a...talk with the teacher before class about Flippy and his mannerisms the teacher could expect. She had a motive and a reason, not like she was being horrid for no reason whatsoever. ~ Toothy shook his head, leaning back on his palms. The one good thing about Lumpy--sometimes he was just to stupid to realize he was Cool and who was Average. "Man you should know better than to fool around him." Flaky frowned. Why had Flippy bothered to fight with Lumpy of all kids? Even someone as low-class as her knew that Lumpy was an idiot and a player but no reason to hit him for it. Or had he done something else? Her thoughts were interrupted rudely though as her Drama teacher dropped the play book (which couldn't have been could for the binding) and quickly pushed aside Lumpy's hair in hearing his earrings jingle. A smile was drawn onto her face. "Oh they're splendid ((lolwhutwhere))! Where ever did you get them?!" She gushed before shaking her head and placing a hand on Lumpy's shoulder. "Nevermind with that--come, come sit. We have much to go over~" Flaky paled when she realized the only seat available was next to her. Oh God...

((Oh your Flippy is badass.)) Flaky was seriously regretting allowing her parents to write down "drama" as her Elective. Yes, she was finding she actually was taking a liking to her teacher. But she was, as fate would have it, the only female in the class. Which was awkward. She felt her ever present butterflies in a rage in her stomach as she hugged herself away from the Junior and Freshman teenagers. Her teacher seemed to not notice her uncomfortable appearance, to busy chippering around the classroom to care. She held a thick play book reciting line from it in fluent French, waving her hands about here and there occasionally glancing at the students to make sure they were listening. They were, they just had no idea what to say. Or what she was saying for that matter. The students were scattered here and there, mostly consisting of people she didn't really know all to well. There was Nutty who was sucking nonchalantly on a lollipop (which wasn't your average tootsie pop mind you). His neon green hair was messy and out of place like the rest of his attire, a few pieces of peppermint candy and gundrops sticking in the tangles. Flaky secretly wondered if they were actual pieces of candy or just really realistic clips. Next to him was Toothy, who had been (reluctantly) sitting with Lifty and Shifty this morning in a cramped three seater. His purple hair was pulled into a low pony tail, a few stray hairs whisking out of the hair tie's hold. His matching eyes bore into the wall behind his teacher's head. Flaky suspected he maybe hadn't wanted to be in Drama either. His gaze flicked momentarily to Flaky's and she looked away with nervous amber eyes. He was an Average borderline Cool kid. Couldn't afford to be caught staring. Especially bot during the teachers French introduction.

((Thank goodness ^^ Also, I sent you another message~)) Allie looked around the woods surrounding her, still winded and completely torn. She knew deep down she should go back, figure out what was wrong and see if she could fix it--the loss of her heart. But she didn't. Knowing and doing are two very different things you see? And if Daniel didn't want her simply because she could not feel then that was fine. She wouldn't go back. Allie felt her eyes narrow as an icy chill permeated the air around her form. She couldn't go back. So she walked forward, examining the area around her before catching a glimpse of something truly unique between the tree limbs, something she hadn't ever noticed before. A mansion, with an intricate gate and rusted hinges to match. It looked old and decrepit, like it had been breaking down for some time now. Allie vaguely wondered how old it was. As she came up to the gate she found it to be locked shut and no matter how much she pushed and pulled at it it refused to move. "C'mon now! Give me a break!" She yelled, crossing her arms with a huff. As she pouted a sudden sound behind her caught her off guard as she heard the crackling of feather light footsteps stepping on a fallen branch. Whirling around she saw odd creatures with a slight tinge of red to their bodies moving in smooth, fluid movements. They hovered still as she turned around, as if frightened, unmoving. "Wh-what are you?" Unable to speak, the creatures simply approach Allie until she was cowered against the gate, reaching out to her. "Hey! Leave me alone!" She ordered bushings further into the cold metal. The rusted gate snapped back but she didn't fall to the ground as she expected. At least, not immediately. Allie landed with a resounding thump in a pure white staircase in a building she didn't recognize to be one in Twilight Town. She...wasn't even in that World any more was she? "Where...am I?" Allie questioned, looking around for anything familiar--even those strange dancing creatures.

((I'll start of the first post. For feature references: Toasty: Endora, Neville, and Serenity Dagey: Anniken, and Zack AquaRoxmySox: Sylvia, Callen, and Louie Final Hearts 69: Dylan, Sam, Zephyr/Zepha Now let's finally get this RP started!)) The soft scratching of an ink dotted quill against aged parchment was the only thing carried in the gentle breeze that fluttered in between the bending blades of rich, emerald grass. A young female, the holder of the utensil, sat on a stony ledge jutting like a broken bone out of the Earth, just a little ways from the glistening blue lake a few meters or so away. Her long blond hair was tied up in a loose messy bun, her saphire blue eyes hooded with concentration as she focused on her writings before her, the ink seeping into the paper. The teen's lithe frame was hunched over as she wrote, blocking the burning sunlight from her vision as to not have her eyesight blinded or overwhelmed. The sun was known to be a little more blistering and dangerous during this time of year in Crescent Village... Exhaling a light sigh, the girl did a quick flick of her wrist, signing her name at the bottom of her journal entry as she looked up finally, shutting her eyes in content. Endora loved this kind of day, this life in general. It didn't matter that she her village feared her for her unknown coming of and abilities that even she couldn't explain. She was herself and that was how it was meant to be. Just like how Endor figured it was just meant to be that nothing ever happened in her peaceful little village--despite how reluctant it was to accept her. Rising to her feet, Endora stretched out her limbs (wincing as they cracked) and jotted happily to the lakeside shore of the flawless blue water. It was odd for a lake to be here of all places--scattered among the outskirts fields of Crescent Village. There was no water source that could possibly lead to the body of water formig what it was now. "But I guess that's just the way it is." She breathed, clasping her hands behind her back.

Yes! I shall make the thread now

Lol thank you for this. It has completely amused me to no end and made my day ^^

Um, not exactly. It's more of an Alternative song done by a Pop/Rock band (though mostly Rock).

((Oh wow guys, sorry for my delayed post o_o This thread wouldn't load at all yesterday on my end so I could respond to anything...)) Allie soon found that Daniel wasn't going to help her once she came to his doorstep. When she knocked on his door, identical to every otter one in the development, his father--Hayner, answered the door. It still made her smile and chuckle when she saw how different the two looked despite being father and son. She supposed though that because Daniel had dyed his hair that was whyteir appearances looked so mix-matched. But in this instance she noticed something was wrong. She hadn't laughed. Nit even a sound of amusement in the back of her throat, and it confused her greatly. Why hadn't Daniel's father's appearance send her into a fit of giggles? "Allie? M-May I help you?" Mr. Graybe asked, obviously shocked to see her and taken by surprise due to her oddly colored hair. Allie couldn't blame him. Before she could respond to his inquiration, Daniel came up behind his dad. The blond saw his hazel eyes widen in shock and relief as he push his dad out of the way and caught her in an embrace. "Thank God you're okay, I thought....I thought..." He couldn't seem to voice the words and Allie thought she'd be touched by his loss of words because of how happy he was to see she was alive. Yet she felt...nothing. Her chest remained cold and empty as she struggled to feel anything towards Daniel. Love, adoration, the same thankfulness but there was nothing. When she didn't hig back Daniel pulled away, holding her by her shoulders to examine her, brow crinkled in thought. "Allie? What's wrong?" The female felt her lower lip quiver as his dad covered his mouth, shaking his head. He had figured out something had happened. "It makes sense...your new appearance after you...son," Daniel turned to look at his blond father, still holding loosely onto Allie. "She's a Nobody. They took her eart like they almost did to that Kairi girl I told you about." Allie froze, her lower lip quivering. What? She didn't have a heart? They had to be kidding! She couldn't be alive without a heart, without emotions! Struggling to breath, Allie felt something wrenching in side of her that she recognize to be something like sadness. But she just...she couldn't do it. No matter how much she willed it to happen, her what would be tears refused to flow. Daniel wouldn't even look at her. Like he was ashamed now of what his girlfriend had become. Gripping her fists at her sides she took a few steps back but the duo refused to pay her any mind. They didn't care anymore because she was, as they put it, a Nobody. Turning around, Allie fled, her blue hair flying out a bit behind her depsite it's shor length. Before she knew it she was out of breath and in the middle of The Forest just behind the outskirts of Twilight Town. "Wh-what?"

Flaky watched as her response sent the Drama teacher into a flutter of delight as she hummed merrily under her breath, clapping her hands as she went. Her ratings jingled as she bobbed her head back and forth, trailing her fingers over the many spines of the thick and thin assortment of books on her crooked shelves--looking as if the whole structure was ready to collapse. Flaky was sure to make a mental note to avoid the shelves just I'm case. "Good, good m'dear. Do you perhaps enjoy Shakespeare and his touching stories of depression and forbidden romance?" The teacher was practically gushing with her words as she pulled out a thick, rose colored play book. Flaky gave a small nod. She ha read a few of the plays and seen them on TV, the only ones she was somewhat familiar with being Hamlet and Romeo and Juliet. Other than that she was really completely clueless when it came to the Arts. "I-I suppose so." Another squeal and giggle of delight resounded throughout the room and a few kids who Flaky was thankful to say she didn't recognize entered the room with the most bewildered glances to each other an then questioningly at Flaky. They must of been Freshmen if they were stupid enough to pay her any mind. Ducking her head she only gave a short shrug in response. "Then you'll love today's opening assignment~!" ((Fail reply on my end is a fail.))

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((Aw! That's so cute of Flippy to do!)) Splendid was the first to exit the classroom and into the bustling halls of the school, followed by the other not-so-eager kids. As he left te class he vaguely heard the teacher question whether Shifty was alright. Apparently he still hadn't moved--to shocked with what he had been texted. He didn't seem to give her a reply but he heard scuffling which he figured meant Shifty was getting up to go. As Splendid made his way to Gym, he caught a glimpse of a familiar hat a top of a certain someone's head f green hair. Smiling he ran to catch up to him but froze when he saw who was with Flippy. He was with Cuddles and they were both...laughing. Splendid's slight jealousy bubbled in the pit of his stomach and he fell back slightly. He thought Flippy only smiled like that with him. Feeling slightly sour and hurt, Splendid instead re-directed himself to the Boy's Locker Room to get changed for whatever this Gym Period had to offer. ~ Flaky was the last to leave Math and head to her next class, clinging on to her books like they were a lifeline. She kept her head as she traveled down the familiar halls of her school, not willing to meet the eye of any surrounding students. She wasn't very socialable, nor was she on good terms with many people. Another reason she wasn't anticipating Drama this period. She wasn't going to know anyone in her class--she was sure of it. How could she? It was going to be all Averge kids and maybe one or two Cool kids at best. Flaky was the first in the classroom, sitting in the back of the oddly made room. There was no desks or chairs but instead plush cushions and couches all around the room. Her nose picked up the faint scent of insence and combined with the bright colors, rugs, and photos, the classroom looked like it could be a child's bedroom or a cheap fortune teller stall. Either one seemed to work but Flaky decided to go with the latter when she saw the teacher. She had a colorful maroon, gold, and green robe on with some sort of Celtic design, maroon slacks with a matching shirt and her hair was pulled into a loose bun, thick, glasses that magnified her eyes resting on the bridge of her nose that Flaky noticed she was constantly pushing up. Surprisingly, she wasn't old for a teacher's standards like Flaky had expected. She was young and prett despite her odd choice of clothing, definitely no older than 25. "Hello sweetie, are you here for the Drama course?" She asked kindly. The red head gave a shaky nod, sinking more so into the blushing red cushion she sat on.

((Ooooh Flippy is mad~ Where are the other guys in the locker room at this time )) Splendid practically leaped out of his seat as the bell rang, signalling class was nearly over, with nearly half of the class. Even though it was just the warning bell the teacher gave an irritated sigh, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. She had been teaching this bunch long enough to k ow that the warning bell pretty much signaled free time until the actual bell so she sat behind her desk, sipping some of her coffee. The bluenette gathered his books and was the first to the door to wait for the class to let out. As he glanced around, ready to gallop out of the room, down the hall, into Gym he noted Shifty sitting oddly still for someone who was just busy texting. His thumbs twitched gently from under the desks but made no move to reply to whatever he had just been sent. He felt as though it hadn't been from Lifty being nothing to the twin said could silence the other. It only fueled them in to continue speaking. ~ Flaky jumped, dropping her pencil from freight as the warning bell rang, making the rest of the class alert enough to pack up their things and get ready to switch classrooms. As the students in her class scuffled about to get their thongs and her male teacher talked over them to tell them their Homework assignment, Flaky realized the only one not making any sudden movements was Lifty. Which was odd to say the least. She figured he'd be the firt one up and at 'em to go. Bit he was only staring transfixed at his cellphone screen. Flaky thought the better of asking. She had had enough experience with odd and queer today as it was. And upsetting for that matter... From next to her on her left side, Russell handed her back her ballpoint pen she had let him borrow for the lesson. He was always unprepared with a writing utensil--usually tk concerned about bringing his comics to read during break than something to answer questions with. Flaky gladly accepted it, when noting that his phone was glowing in his pocket, like he had recently used it, a smug smirk on his face. Flaky looked back at Lifty. Could Russell have something to do with his odd behavior? The red wad shook her head. No way, what would Russell be saying to Lifty? He usually minded his business about most things anyway... ((Feeling sleepy, I'll reply in the morning that way you can reply later if you have time. I need rest so I can learn that new song for you ^^))

Splendid was actually faring quite horribly as the clock ticked by, now becoming more and more frazzled by the minute even though most of this females in his class found it positively adorable. He had gotten in trouble for not paying attention as the teacher coalled on him because he had been to busy staring at Shifty and wondering what he was texting about with his brother. Ironic isn't it? So he was forced to stutter and BS his way through a question that he was lucky he knew some information on. Thankfully it was enough to please the teacher though he was sure she'd be keeping a sharp eye on him now. Great, god forbid he really decided not to pay attention one day he'd be snapped at immediately. He ran a hand through his hair, slumping to lay on his desk top boredly, unable to bear reading the tiny size 8 text in his History book. He just wanted to get to Gym next period. Maybe then he'd get something of a workout into his day before try outs. The thought of try outs made him smile stupidly to himself. Not just because he'd be playing for his passion, but because his personal good luck charm (the one he didn't have to wear) was going to be present. Combining that with the red mask Flippy had given him when they were younger and he'd be all set to play! ~ Flaky flinched under the glare she received but didn't look away, attempting to instead shoot back the angriest look she could muster. He was all the way across the room (which was really only half-way across the room to be honest)--the worst he could do to her was flip her off and Flaky could tolerate that. It was the verbal insults that really brought her down and lowered her self-esteem. Speaking of self-esteem, Flaky could not say that she was looking forward to her next class because of it. Her mother and father had encouraged her to take her other Elective as Drama. They thought it'd be a good way for her to embrace her inner self and release any acting skill she may or may not have to open up her mind to new people. Yeah, okay. They obviously didn't realize her inner self embracement time was when she was alone; when no one could see her soar in her own way. But they'd manage to force the terrifying elective into her schedule and Happy Tree High had strict regulations on assigning students to other electives once the first choice was already confirmed. Flaky didn't like that rule.

((I assume they're in 3rd period then?)) Splendid had gone his separate way from Flippy--deciding to stay with him through 2nd Period as well after seeing the nauseating scene of Lammy. His stomach churned from such sights. Put simply, Splendid wasn't good with seeing massive amounts of blood like that. If it was in movies, fine. He knew that it was fake blood anyway. But if he could see or smell it vividly in front of him like it had been with Lammy it could send him to the stall puking. But he wasn't anywhere near Lammy now. He was in History with his somewhat interesting class. The thing was, he couldn't focus. Not because the class was boring--but because one of the twins (Shifty) was sitting just two seats away castling texting Lifty who was in another class. Splendid could only assume he was so calm because he hadn't known about Lammy yet. He prayed that was why he still held that god awful wicked grin on his face. ~ Flaky was sitting stressed in her Math class, one hand tangled in her hair, the other scratching down notes. But it was hard to do so when there was an empty seat next to her that would have normally belonged to Lammy. And just a seat away was a texting Lifty. Her tears still hadn't dried, occasionally slipping down her cheeks tenderly. Not that her teacher cared--Happy Tree High wasn't really all that happy anyway unless you were Cool or Average. Biting her lip, Flaky found that when she first came into 3rd period from her Private Elective (she said private because she was one of the few taking the class), Art, she actually had to contain the newfound fury that budded in her big heart at the sight of Lifty. He had no idea of what he and his brother had done to such an innocent child, her closest thing to a friend next to Russell and Sniffles. But she had managed to keep her trap shut, taking a seat and gripping her mechanical pencil so hard she was sure it'd snap.

((Thanks for the next fit of tears that have ensued.)) Splendid, now bursting with joy from his response, nodded, following after his green haired friend as they stopped to the boy's bathroom just across te hallway outside the Auditorium. He had barely remembered until now that they had in fact skipped class. His French teacher wouldn't be pleased with him tomorrow. He'd have to make up some excuse for his absence, like he was in the Guidance Office or something. As he paused to get a drink of water from the fountain next to the bathroom he looked to the side, a bustle of franticness catching his attention. He stood up, pulling on Flippy's sleeve and pointing. A sinking feeling entered his heart. From here he could make out the still form of Lammy--the girl Flaky had attempted to stand up for on the bus this morning and even from the quick glimpse he got of her being carried into the Nurse's Office he spotted gashes on her arms that her sleeves would have hidden perfectly had they not been rolled up. "That's horrible," He whispered, frowning with a saddened look, rubbing his arm. "Just...awful." Seeing something like that...it always made him upset to think that the cause for someone trying to end their pain through cutting themselves might be because of teasing from his crowd of Cool kids or even the Average bullies. He didn't have a doubt in his mind part of the cause might have been because of Lifty and Shifty. The teens probably never realized that they were having such a traumatizing affect on Lammy. "That poor girl." ~ Flaky felt tears spill from her eyes as Lammy was carried away by careful nurses, her hands circled over her mouth which was open in horror. Why...why would Lammy ever resort to such negative acts. Surely she had someone to talk t--Flaky sobbed. Of course she didn't have someone to console her, they were lower crust. No one helped the Losers aside from other Losers. "It's cruel," She finally stated, shaking with both fear for Lammy and anger towards this who had teased her to such brutality. "No one...N-No one should have to do that." Russell gave a sad nod, giving her shoulder a comforting squeeze as he led her and Sniffles inside as the Gym teacher was directing. There was only a few minutes left of the period anyway. "You're right, no one should. Especially not her. Not when she tried so hard to be..." He trailed off as they went inside and were forced to go into separate locker rooms. Yet Flaky didn't need him to finish that sentence she realized she changed into her normal school outfit. She already knew what he was going to say. Not when Lammy tried so hard to be normal, to be accepted. Flaky shed some more tears. It wasn't fair she decided as the bell rang and she headed to her next class--her first Elective of the day. ((I cried typing that whole thing on Splendid and Flaky's end ))

((It is! I want to learn it so badly for you now! And poor Lammy!)) Splendid grinned. Of course Flippy would let him ask. He always did, no matter how crazy the favor may have been to him or anyone else. Although, for Splendid, "crazy" usually meant doing something completely normal for any teen like sneaking out to a wild house party or something along those lines. He stood up, holding his basketball (technically the school's) tightly against his chest, looking more like an excited middle schooler than a Jumior in high school. "Will you come to my try outs tomorrow?" Splendid asked shakily, eyes bright with anticipation. Try outs weren't usually to bad. It was usually each potential player taking a few shots in the basket before they were split up to play a mock basketball game. It helped the Coaches determine the weaker links of the group from the more enthusiastic, stronger players. ~ Flaky stopped dead in her tracks simultaneously with Russell who had also heard Sniffles slight screech of terror as Lammy laid face down on the track field. Feeling her breath speed up, Flaky kneeled down to her side, her sensative ears picking up Russell's heavy footsteps behind her and the clatter of Sniffles rushing to get off the bleachers. From across the track towards the school's back entrance, she could hear the teacher and other students bustling with confusion as they slowly approached. Flaky was beginning to panic, wishing they'd faster because Lammy wasn't moving. At all. "L-Lammy...Lammy please do something." She pleaded desperately as Russel came beside her and reached to carefully turn the motionless girl over on her front. This couldn't happen to Lammy, not the one who had just started becoming her friend... Please...Oh God please don't take Lammy away. Let her be okay!

((I get the feeling Lammy's lying o_o)) Splendid looked up at Flippy, his heart catching in his throat at that smile he was flashed and he relaxed just slightly. Perhaps Flippy was right, maybe he was over-stressing and blowing it way out of proportion. It's not as though the try-outs would be held in front of the whole Universe or anything. He could play no problem in front of the crowd belonging to his school but with more than that watching he had a hunch he'd crack under the pressure. He supposed though that if he wanted to play professionally he'd have to get over that fear. After all, he had enough talent to make it, it'd be a shame if he couldn't get on a team because of a small case of stage fright. "I...thanks Flippy." Splendid said, relief evident in the tone of his voice. "But can I ask a favor of you anyway?" ~ Flaky felt her intuition tugging at her heart, saying something was simply not right here, but was forced to brush it off as the teacher finally was aware of their lagging in the class, snapping at then to make an effort. Russell kicked off the gate (surprisingly quickly for a teenager with prosthetic legs) and waved at Flaky and Lammy as he ran ahead. He wasn't one to be yelled at by a Gym teacher of all things. Sighing, the red-head, took an even breath and fell into a slightly pained light jog with Lammy. She was afraid that something happened to her or that she had witnessed a horrible act of some sort but the female could'nt be quite sure as to what it could have been. They were at school for goodness sake! "I-If you say so Lammy. You j-just look like you've seen a g-ghost or something." ((The song has now sent me into a fit of tears.))

((Argh! I can't find a good tutorial!)) Splendid nodded before taking a deep breath and beginning again. He was raging on about how in Homeroom try outs were going to be tomorrow and how he wasn't prepared and all of that jazz. Really he loved his sport with a passion but he preferred getting a decent amount of practice time before the try outs--even if he was practically guaranteed a spot on the team. He had been the first Freshman ever to get on the Navy Team (the better of two teams at the school) just from a try out. It was obvious he was passionate and wanted to be the best he could manage. "....And then Mrs. Lacy ((random teacher)) starts saying howthe try outs will be held during my Free Period! I'd rather be practicing or playing a round of HORSE to warm me up than try outs!" Splendid stressed, slumping in his seat while tossing the orange object into the air and proceeding to catch it. ~ Flaky smiled up at Lammy, pleased to see her. Why she was late though boggled her mind slightly. The lavender haired female usually made it a point to always be on time, whether it was an odd habit or a rule she usually stayed true to it. It was even rumored that she arrived at her bus 10 minutes early just because she didn't want to be a moment later than the time assigned in her bus pass last year. Not that it mattered, everyone had their odd quirks didn't they? Standing up with much effort, Flaky pinned a piece of hair behind her ear, concern shining through her amber eyes. Lammy was kind of like a friend to her now. She had reason to be worried. Tilting her head and keeping her voice low so only Lammy could hear her she quietly asked: "Are you sure everything is okay?"

Splendid scoffed playfully turning away to avoid Flippy's knowing gaze but in the end also missing the no doubt cute blush staining his pale cheeks. Of course he missed him a lot. He was his best friend...Appreciative of how Flippy blew the smoke in a different direction, Splendid began to toss the basketball back and between his feather light finger tips, slightly bored. He wouldn't say that, since he really liked spending time with the slightly younger teen but sometimes the quiet between the two wasn't a pleasant thing. Unable to think of anything to say Splendid began to hum lightly under his breath. His singing voice was horrendous but for some reason, his humming and whisper singing wasn't half bad. "...And I had the best day, with you, today~" He whispered lightly, closing his eyes contently as he smiled, leaning his head back once again. ~ Flaky wheezed out a few responses but they ended in being incoherent words to anybody's ears but her own. So Russell took that as the initiative to answer for her, leaning against the fence in boredom, shutting his eyes. "She's just...tired." Flaky slipped her arm away from Russell and fell to her knees, hanging her head in defeat as her throat began to ache from her desperate breaths. She couldn't stand being so winded and whatnot. It was aggravating. The red head pulled her untamed hair up as she tied it loosely with a hair-tie, just to get it out of the way. "I-I'm fine..." She finally stated, wiping her forehead.

Splendid jumped slightly as a pair of hands covered his navy blue eyes, darkening his sight even more from the dim lightening in the otherwise empty Auditorium. But he didn't react as badly as he would have when he heard a familiar, smooth voice sound from next to his ear and then a chin placed on top of his head. He smiled slightly, leaning back to look up at the teen, not minding the close proximity they were at. In fact, he was more than okay with it. Splendid, took a hold of Flippy's wrists carefully and moved his hands away from his navy blue orbs. "Nah, I was just thinking I'd be lucky if you didn't show up actually." The bluenette teased, before nodding. "Just kidding, but maybe I did miss you a liiiiiittle bit." Splendid said, grinning like an idiot all over again. ~ Russell sighed, continuing to watch her wobble to stand on her own and placed one of her arms over his shoulder, pulling her into a light jog, making sure she wasn't falling behind. "Honestly, you should be prepared for something like this." He muttered while Flaky stuttered a slight apology for making him help her (even though she really hadn't actually asked anything of him). "S-Sorry. I just...I'm not much of a runner..." Flaky admitted bashfully as they came up next to Sniffles who was sitting on the bleachers on the side of the track field. He purposely hadn't gotten dressed do he could study more for his Robotics Elective Class, nose stuck in a book. Flaky wished she could have pulled a similar stunt. Russell paused, looking around to make sure the teacher wasn't watching them. "Hey--Sniffs'--learn anything you don't yet?" The teal haired teen questioned, smiling at him to show he was just kidding with him.

((Time-Skip to 1st Period)) Splendid dawlded about nervously in the boy's locker room, twisting the sleeve of his shirt while spinning a basketball that he had found in the Equipment Room on one of his fingers. It eased his nerves being he was skipping and it was something he didn't always do. That's the thing, no matter what is causing Splendid's anxiety, no matter how severe it may be, give him a basketball and he was all set to take on the world. At the moment for Splendid he was waiting for Flippy to come around. If he wasn't there in the next five minutes he was leaving the Auditorium and heading to French. He needed to learn that language anyway being he couldn't even pronounce the word "bonjour" properly let alone speak the language fluently. Splendid sighed--he hated waiting. ~ Flaky panted, sweat beading down her forehead. Her cheeks were flushed with exhaustion and her legs felt as though they were made if Jell-O, ready to collapse beneath her. Gasping she leaned against the fence of the track field, clinging to it desperately. It had too have been at least 35 minutes, when would this class end? And what Physical Education teacher did track the first day back at school? It was ludicrous. Russell slowed down next to her as he came by, quirking an eyebrow. For someone who lived for inside activities he was fairly athletic. "I-I can't do it, go on without me." Flaky gasped, waving her hand for him to keep going. Russell sighed, rolling his eyes. "Flaky, babe, it's been 5 minutes." Okay so maybe Flaky wasn't the most fit person in the world even though she had a slim figure. The red head whimpered, slumping slightly. She hated running. Hell she hated 1st Period Gym altogether.

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I hope it doesn't turn out horribly--I really believe that this movie might meet up to our standards this time...

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I'm quite pleased with this and am eager to learn the ways of trolling! Well played my troll friend, well played. You got a real good moron here and he looks like he's fun to play with. First my sister, then this guy? Oh how amazing you are~ Update soon please!