.:Eli Levine:.
Eli jumped slightly, hearing the bell ring above him. The most noise he had heard this summer was music at parties, which was enjoyable, unlike the shrill sound of the bell. His first class was geography, which also happened to be his least favorite. Other than anything to do with math, or history. Okay, so geography wasn't that bad, but he still didn't like it. His feet lazily dragged across the hall, all he wanted to do was skip school and hit up the skate park. Socializing with people was the only reason he came to school, other than that it was just a waste of his time. He could be working on his tricks, practicing so he could show off to some girls.
A lot of girls liked skaters, he didn't really know what the big obsession was, but he didn't ask any questions. He liked the attention, even if it wasn't as much as the jocks got. Besides, he didn't really like the fake popular girls, sure they were hot but they were really hard to talk to. All they were interested in was shopping, the color pink and makeup. They were really only good for one night stands, or to toy with. Well, every girl was ok to toy with in Eli's mind, unless he was friends with them. Which was pretty much impossible, seeing how he never let anyone get that close to him emotionally.
Walking into his geography class, he took a seat in the very back. Usually he had to sit somewhere in the middle, since he was usually late and everybody else who hated geography would sit in the back. The nerds usually took a seat in the front, but Eli hated it up there. He couldn't even doodle without the teacher noticing, he didn't understand how anybody could like it up there. It was like the teachers eyes were always on you, even if they weren't on you they were going over you. Any small movement you made could be easily seen, unless the teacher walked to the back. It was like being in a prison cell with a rabid dog, and Eli absolutely hated it.
|*|Adi Tresler|*|
"Cadence Adi Tresler, wake up! You're late for school," Adi's mother sighed, slamming the door to her daughters room. Adi let out a small groan, peeking at the clock. Yup, she was definetly late. The bell had probably already wrung by now, and she considered just skipping. No one would even notice if she was gone, but she knew that it was a bad idea. Stretching her arms above her, she sat up. Her clothes were already set out, a black beatles tshirt with a blue flannel that she left open, gray skinny jeans, a pair of gray & blue converse and a small bracelet that her aunt had made for her. Her bracelet had pink and white circular beads, with two small pink birds placed on opposite sides, along with a small silver feather hanging from the end.
She quickly brushed her teeth, ran a brush through her red hair, grabbed her bag and ran out the door, "Love ya' mom!" She shouted, slamming the front door. Luckily the school was only about five minutes away from her house, so she wouldn't miss all of her first class.
Running up the school steps quickly, she sighed, pushing open the front doors. Her first class was English, and the teacher thought she was a good student so she was hoping he'd let her off the hook. The halls were pretty much empty, only a couple people here and there still milled about. Probably late like she was, or just didn't care. It's not that Adi particularly cared if she was late, she was just embarassed when she walked into a completely full classroom and she was late. Everybody stared at her, even if it was only for a couple seconds.
Her feet made little echoes as she ran down the hallway, she didn't even bother dropping her bag off in her locker. There wasn't anything except for paper and pencils in it, anyways. Once she reached her English class, she peeked in through the window, sighing. There wasn't that many kids, apparently a lot of them were late, or she was earlier than she thought. She opened the door, giving a nervous smile to the teacher, "Am I late?" The teacher shook his head, "No, almost, but not quite," She heard the second bell ring, and shuffled into class, sitting in the back row. English wasn't that bad, she was pretty good at writing so she didn't really mind it.
