Lockwood High ~Accepting and New~

[.Nemo.]

Putting out feathers in the room the were at. Doing three other rooms Dextrin and Chris just stand at the end of the hallway. "Wow i bet..." Chris was cut of by the bell. "Ok lets go to Mr. Cottons class. This will be so funny." Said walking to the class

Made up a random name}}

[ThirteenCrimsonLily]

Dextrin grinned, "This is gonna be hilarious."

[.Nemo.]

"Sure will" Chris said walking carefully on the floor in the classroom.

[ThirteenCrimsonLily]

Dextrin finished with the oil.

[.Nemo.]

Walking to Mr. Cotton class Chris says"goodmorning" and takes her seat beside. Chris is smiling like crazy can wait for some one to fall.

[ThirteenCrimsonLily]

Dextrin sits down in her chair, "Morning."

[.:Dream:.]

|Jay|
"oooo!" I say before speeding up and quickly remming up, I drie up the hill to see Alex jus...sitting there. I drive up beside her

[flutterby.]

{Eira | 17 | Popular }

"I don't know. Tonight, maybe at... 7?" Eira suggested. It would leave her enough time to change and do her hair and make up properly, gossip on the phone with her fellow Populars and eat a little salad or something. "I'm free all night, I can do that History essay tomorrow."

[l o n d o n.]

|| Xανιєя A∂αм Fαωи ||

~Lead Popular Guy~

¢яυѕн: N/A

яєℓαтισηѕнιρ: Single

∂σιηg: Talking to Eira.

ωнєяє: Lockwood High... so school.

ωιтн: Eira.

мσσ∂: Well rested, bored. Slightly hungry.

συтƒιт: Jack Wills T-Shirt Superdry Jeans

Xavier nodded. "yeah, I should be back then." He said, thinking for a split second before speaking again. "If I'm not back by then, I'll tell you." He smiled, then raised an eyebrow. "What History essay?" he asked. He then shrugged, he probably wouldn't have done it anyway.

[flutterby.]

{Eira | 17 | Popular }

Eira nodded. "Yeah, I've got some thing on the Hiroshima bomb. And to tell me, you'll need my home number." She took out a sharpie and scrawled it on his left arm in neat elegant font. She'd never done that before, but due to her reputation as a popular, she needed a marker on her constantly. "Call me for my address, I'll give it you if you're lucky and good enough for me." Was she... Flirting? It had failed big time, so she turned on her heels, ready to walk down the center of the hallway, and blushed fuscia.