((I'm in a rush, sorry!))
Dean smiled as she refused his offer. Maybe she wasn’t so bad after all. He wondered if she drank alcohol. He assumed she did, everybody got drunk once in while anyway. He didn’t comment when she ended her sentence with ‘anymore’ but he was still curious. But some question just weren’t meant to be heard. He took the cigarette that Lina had declined, and stuck it in his mouth, throwing the already-used one onto the schools improper floors. Then, Dean started to grow uncomfortable as she mentioned Jack’s party. He loved party’s, he just wasn’t really wanted a Jack’s. You see, Dean and Jack weren’t exactly… friends. Which was exactly why he wanted to go, it would surely piss him of. He grinned. “Yeah, it’s been going around.” Dean said, knowing what her next words would be. Well, there was a cute, good under pressure, fun, girl sitting beside him. Dean thought he might as well save her the trouble. But then again, he wanted to hear her say it, and then he could accept.
Jack grinned as she said she would be there, and nodded. He leaned back in his chair. There, mission accomplished. But Jack still wanted to get everyone he knew at the party, and having fun. Even if they had no dates. Maybe some of his older friends would be in his next class, and he could find, and invite them then. And then, as if reading his mind, the bell rung. He jumped out of seat, quite unexpectedly, and headed towards his locker. What was that class about again? Had anyone listened? He thought no, since the only information he got, was a few notes from people asking where his apartment was located. He got his things for history, and headed down towards his next class.
Xavier stood up quietly, and headed towards his locker, feeling completely oblivious to everyone around him. He sighed, and gathered his things. Then, yawning, he made his way to his next class. When he arrived, Xavier felt somewhat strange. He was the only one here, for the second time in a row. What was with him and punctuation? Apparently, he was somewhat obsessed. Well, that was okay. He was obsessed with many things, just not all of them were important. He took a seat near the back, and took out his note book. Xavier figured most of the boys probably already had a date by now. So why didn’t he? He wasn’t so bad to hang around with, and a few people had told him he was good looking.
Sam’s eyes widened at the sound of the bell. Well then, maybe he was a later then he thought. He gathered his things, that hadn’t already been scribbled on, and made his way to his locker. When he reached his destination, Samuel realized that he had forgotten to clean his locker out, or, the person who had used it before him. There were several pieces of pre chewed gum stuck to the side, and the bottom had notes form Geography stuck to it.
Dean smiled as she refused his offer. Maybe she wasn’t so bad after all. He wondered if she drank alcohol. He assumed she did, everybody got drunk once in while anyway. He didn’t comment when she ended her sentence with ‘anymore’ but he was still curious. But some question just weren’t meant to be heard. He took the cigarette that Lina had declined, and stuck it in his mouth, throwing the already-used one onto the schools improper floors. Then, Dean started to grow uncomfortable as she mentioned Jack’s party. He loved party’s, he just wasn’t really wanted a Jack’s. You see, Dean and Jack weren’t exactly… friends. Which was exactly why he wanted to go, it would surely piss him of. He grinned. “Yeah, it’s been going around.” Dean said, knowing what her next words would be. Well, there was a cute, good under pressure, fun, girl sitting beside him. Dean thought he might as well save her the trouble. But then again, he wanted to hear her say it, and then he could accept.
Jack grinned as she said she would be there, and nodded. He leaned back in his chair. There, mission accomplished. But Jack still wanted to get everyone he knew at the party, and having fun. Even if they had no dates. Maybe some of his older friends would be in his next class, and he could find, and invite them then. And then, as if reading his mind, the bell rung. He jumped out of seat, quite unexpectedly, and headed towards his locker. What was that class about again? Had anyone listened? He thought no, since the only information he got, was a few notes from people asking where his apartment was located. He got his things for history, and headed down towards his next class.
Xavier stood up quietly, and headed towards his locker, feeling completely oblivious to everyone around him. He sighed, and gathered his things. Then, yawning, he made his way to his next class. When he arrived, Xavier felt somewhat strange. He was the only one here, for the second time in a row. What was with him and punctuation? Apparently, he was somewhat obsessed. Well, that was okay. He was obsessed with many things, just not all of them were important. He took a seat near the back, and took out his note book. Xavier figured most of the boys probably already had a date by now. So why didn’t he? He wasn’t so bad to hang around with, and a few people had told him he was good looking.
Sam’s eyes widened at the sound of the bell. Well then, maybe he was a later then he thought. He gathered his things, that hadn’t already been scribbled on, and made his way to his locker. When he reached his destination, Samuel realized that he had forgotten to clean his locker out, or, the person who had used it before him. There were several pieces of pre chewed gum stuck to the side, and the bottom had notes form Geography stuck to it.
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