franklyn high school

[Rivkah]

I need someone from our group of characters to respond e-e

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feeling;; bashful
crush;; ronan
tags;; ronan [action]
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"makes a lot of threats
but doesn't follow through"

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"Not particularly," After all the time she had spent on her own or with Andrei it came almost as a shock to her that she got some kind of response at all. But to her his laughter was contagious, and Reagan's own giggle was foreign to her own ears. And her mind was no longer nagging on where her partner and crime had ran off to but rather on every aspect of herself, god only knows what would happen if she managed to make a fool of herself now. The fact that the blonde rarely made conversation outside of crude commentary or short banter with her best friend, words didn't seem to come as easy to her as some may assume. And though it was impossible for her to admit, she envied her sisters social skills, because compared to her own, they were golden. "So what gave you the idea of sitting next to the queen?" she questioned, her voice oddly softer than she'd heard in ages. A second attempt at a joke that had actually made, Ronan of all people, laugh. But when she finally let her green eyes travel back to him his attention was far gone.

Reagan followed his gaze, but with the countless amounts of moving bodies before them it was near impossible to pen point his interest. Letting out a light sigh her fingers fiddled with the ends of her hair not standing another minute of staring into the crowd, because she knew her freckled face would soon curl up into it's way too common look of disgust. After moments of silence his voice snapped her back into reality. I'm just looking forward to leaving this place once and for all," her attention turned back to Ronan, noticing he probably wasn't looking for much other than a way to pass the time before the bell; as she was before he decided to show up and turn her thought process into a train wreck. "You're not alone on that one..." she added half heartily. Oddly enough wishing she could be more like the girls she shared the hallways with, the ones she usually found joy in bringing down. But she wasn't flirty or spontaneous so she was stuck in the awkward down spiral she called an social encounter.

[ sorry about that, im just all messed up because of finals
and i got confused on what i have or haven't responded to c;
sorry this post is bad ah ]

[Rated R]

| please don't die -begins cpr- |

[glassea]

i'd help you out r but i honestly don't know what's going on with my character - we need to go to class or something idek

[Rivkah]

Glassea I think our charries were in conversation

[Rated R]

/ continues to perform cpr on this thread /