s c h o o l o f t h e g i f t e d - t w o s l o t s l e f t

[Jubee]

(( Take your time. ^^ ))

[Zombie Skittles]

ღ Taмaґa ღ

Well, this wasn't Tamara's day. As it seems, none of the days Tamara lived at the school was higher then a 40% of great. She hated her life. Thought, her personality never showed it. She was always the happy-go-lucky one. Did anyone know her true feelings at the moment? No. Not at all. It seems like the didn't even care. Oh well. Okay so maybe she might be over doing the whole thought of her life was terrible. No, not every single day of her life here was horrible. It was just her complaining about how this day was bad. She got mad at some guy, and the water bottle in their hand exploded! Can you believe that? She was so shocked that she quickly stormed away with her palms sweating.

She was at her locker, collecting the papers and books she needed for the first part of the day. Tamara sighed. She didn't get enough sleep last night. It was a horrifying night. That she didn't want to explain to anyone. Not even to herself. She couldn't get the image out of her head. Tamara chewed on her lip. And if the day couldn't get any worse; some bozo knocked her papers out of her hands!

Tamara looked at the cause of her papers on the ground. It was a guy about 6 inches taller then her, that looked awful thin; stood before her. He leaned over to pick up her papers. She wrinkled her nose and grabbed them. He had glasses that were pushed to the tip of the bridge of his nose. He had light brown hair that came to his eyes. "Thanks." She said a bit to harshly. But then quickly wanted to take back those hurtful words. Tamara ran a hand through her brown hair. Looking down at her feet. Not embarrassed that she snapped at the guy. Even though he said sorry. "Um... Don't mind me, I'm not in a good mood." She glanced back up at him, and then closed her locker.

[Jubee]

(( Sorry for the delay. >.< ))

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Christian looked up at the girl, eyes wide with shock. Yes, it was common for people to get upset if their papers were spontaneously knocked out of their hands. But Christian was still half-asleep at the moment, and Tamara's sudden speech surprised him. Tossing his hair from his eyes, he stood and held the stack of papers out to her. "Uh...here you go, miss," he uttered, taking his glasses off to rub his eyes. "God, I'm so tired." He replaced the glasses on his eyes - with a mental note of how they dominated the majority of his face, of course - and pushed his arm into the other strap of his bookbag. He tugged at the rolled-up sleeves of his white shirt, smoothing the wrinkles his bookbag caused, but keeping the sleeves rolled out of habit.

"Do you know where the history room is? I can't remember a thing in this bloody school. I'm surprised I even remembered to put trousers on this morning." [ don't you just love English people? XD I'm glad I made him British cuz I think it'd be awkward to have someone saying this without them being, well, British. :B ] He said the last parts mainly to himself, but he was as aware as his dormant body would allow him of Tamara's presence.

[Gratefultritone]

Erza Scarlet

Erza stood there, silently. Sighing inwardly, she looked at the person blocking her locker. Some skinny dude, and another girl beside him. Right in front of her locker! The nerve. Shaking her head, she walked up to the two.
"Um, excuse me? Could you please move?"
Scooting around him, she turned the dial quickly on her locker. It took her a few minutes, as she could never remember her combination off the top of her head, but she finally swung it open. Grabbing a wad of books, she shoved them in her bag, slamming the door on the rest of them. Hope I got the ones I needed... Her thoughts trailed off as the bell rang.
Glancing at the other two, she hurried off, trying to find her first class... Which was math. Groaning, she slowly opened up the door to the classroom.

[Jubee]

(( Bahaha, I love how they all acknowledge his skinny-ness. XDD

I...don't know why I find that so amusing. o3e ))

[Gratefultritone]

(( Because it is hallarious. xD
Skinny people like that are hallarious. xD
No offence to skinny people... ))

[Jubee]

(( Indeed, indeed. XDD ))

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As he awaited the girl's answer, Christian noticed Ezra. And how he was blocking her locker. "Oh! I'm sorry," he gave the delayed response, blinking tiredly. It was just as she was leaving, so he was unsure if she had heard or not. Either way, he called after her, "Do you know where the history room is?"

[Gratefultritone]

Erza Scarlet

Erza looked back at the skinny guy who was blocking her locker only a moment ago. History room? Is this guy nuts?
"Um, look to your right..."
Erza hurried along, still trying to get to math on time. Shaking her head, she jumped into the classroom, barley jumping into her chair, and then the teacher walked in two minutes late. Sighing a sigh of relief, she plopped her backpack to the side of her desk, and grabbed a notebook out of it. Starting to doodle already, she zoned out of what was going on.

[Jubee]

Turning his head, Christian sighed at his ignorance. "Oh, um, thank you," he called, but by that time, she had already gone. The lack of sleep must have really gotten to him. He returned his gaze to Tamara. "Well, I have class now. I'll see you later, I suppose?" He gave a small wave, dismissing their conversation as he walked into the history classroom. He claimed the desk in the back as his and, as soon as he sat down, slept with his forehead pressed against the desk until the teacher came in.

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(( I can tell Ezra and Christian and gonna be the best of friends. XDD ))

[Zombie Skittles]

[[ Oopie. Looks like I was to late to respond. Hahah xD
Mm. I don't think its that funny. -Looks down at skinny self- I'm quite strong ^^ ]]