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(last edited Dec 28, 2008 03:29PM)
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Dec 28, 2008 03:28PM
((Middle School is a drag, but (thank you) Not suggested it, and I thought it was a good idea. Here we are! Just stick to the rules, and we should be fine.))
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((Yeah, it is... I would know, I'm still in it, lol...))
Laya walked up to the doors of her new school... didn't look very... well, very fun. Then again, it was school... It never did look fun...
Laya walked up to the doors of her new school... didn't look very... well, very fun. Then again, it was school... It never did look fun...
Steven had his hands in the pockets of his hoodie, his Converse squeaking on the linoleum floors of the hallway.
She opened the door and saw someone walking down the hall. "Hello..." She muttered. "Where's the office?"
Steven looked to see who was talking to him."Oh, its down the hall to the right." he said to her.
"Thank you..." She murmured, and followed his directions. She got her schedule and a map of the school and she went to find her class.
Emily walked into the school, feeling as if it would be her doom. Her sister was in the seventh grade, so she would have to deal with her sister's teachers. They would treat her like a goddess, until they realized that she wasn't like her sister. In fact, she made a point of being the opposite of her sister. School would suck. She knew it already.
Steven looked at his schedule. He had Math first. He sighed and headed to his class.
Laya glanced at her schedule when she found the room... math... She wrinkled her nose and entered class.
Steven sat in a random seat and put his head in his hands. He dreaded Math.
Laya sat down in the back corner. Except for gym, this was her least favorite class... She saw the boy that gave her directions to the office in another empty seat.
Steven sighed and looked up as the teacher entered the classroom.
The teacher entered the classroom and she wrinkled her nose. "And the torture begins..." She muttered.
Steven sighed and fiddled with a pencil, staring at his desk in boredom.
Laya did her work and was told to change seats... that she was too far in the back for the teacher's liking. She silently moved to the seat she was directed to, the one next to the boy who helped her. She took out a pencil and some paper and started drawing.
Steven glanced at her."Hey." he murmured when the teacher wasn't paying attention
"Hi..." She muttered absent-mindedly. She kept working on her doodle. She didn't know what it was yet, though.
Steven sighed and worked on the equations on the board.
She looked up. "Oh! Hi! Sorry, I wasn't paying attention. Thank you, for this morning. I'm Laya." She looked at the equations on the board and started doing them.
"No problem. My name's Steven.." he said and finsihed up the equations easily.
Laya finished and brought out her doodle again. "Well, Steven, thank you. I know that that's about the third time I've said that, but still..."
Steven grinned."Like I said, no problem." he said
"Well, as you might have noticed... I'm new. What class do you have next?"
"Language Arts" he said, looking at his schedule((gtg))
((bye!))
"Oh... I have... Social Studies... no, wait... that's third period... I have... Oh, I have Language Arts, too!"
"Oh... I have... Social Studies... no, wait... that's third period... I have... Oh, I have Language Arts, too!"
Emily looked at her schedule and sighed. Because of her braces, she was late to school. Her orthodontist had broken her archwire, thus making her late. Math. How was it that math, her least favorite subject, was her first class?
"Cool." he said, flashing a grin.
Laya smiled back. "So... well, I'm really bad at small talk." She went to her doodle, which was starting to look like a waterfall. She had an idea and started drawing a woman with a long dress flowing into the waterfall.
"You draw well." he said, looking at her doodle.
Laya looked up, shocked. "Oh... Thank you." She smiled. "I don't, really... My mom, she's way better."
"Really? That's cool." he said, smiling.
Laya grinned and and started making her arms turn into rainbows. "I shall call her mother nature..."
((lol, I've done this sketch before, didn't turn out very well with me...))
((lol, I've done this sketch before, didn't turn out very well with me...))
"What?" Laya laughed. "An artist must name her pieces!" She stopped when the teacher looked at her, then continued when he looked away. "It's fitting for her."
"It's certainly an interesting title." he said
"Not a title, a name. It would be a title if I called her 'Lady Mother Nature', which would make sense, I guess... I mean, she's wearing a Victorian styled dress."
"That makes sense.." he murmured
Laya nodded and started making her hair trees. She smirked as she thought of the tangles she must have in mornings... She made one eye the sun and one the moon.
Steven himself got out a blank sheet of paper and began drawing. He let his inspiration from his mind down his arm, and to the pencil.
Laya closed her eyes and started making random lines and shapes. When she opened them again the woman had a grin and her surroundings were more solid.
Steven bit his lip, and began drawing a serpent wrapped around a tree.
Laya looked up at the teacher, but he wasn't expecting them to do any other work quite yet. She bent back over her drawing and glanced at Steven. "Oh... nice." She said appreciatively.
"Thanks." he said quietly, smiling slightly.
She grinned. She put a few finishing touches on her drawing and tucked it into her binder.
Steven looked up to see the teacher turning around. He quickly put his drawing away and pretended to listen.
Laya listened to the teacher. She slumped in her seat and started chewing on the end of her pencil, waiting for him to pass out the worksheet he was explaining.
Steven sighed as the worksheets were handed out. They seemed simple enough.
Laya looked at the papers. She was pretty sure she did this last year... She did the problems and figured it must be a review.
Steven looked over it and sighed. It was old stuff.
Laya finished the paper and went up front to turn it in. She sat back down and wondered what to do.
