"Move now" Laura heard from the table next to them, scoffing she looked at Haley and shook her head "can you actually believe that jerk? Who does he think he is, the king of England?" Laura was disgusted by the guys rudeness yet part of her was intrigued to see how the other two boys would take it, leaning forward on her elbow she tried her best not to look like she was being nosey, she just really wanted to see how this would pan out.

Ashtyn looked over her shoulder to see some guy ordering two other guys to move. She rolled her crystal, electric blue eyes. Then warmly and shyly smiled at the girl who had asked to sit with them. "Uhm, sure mate." she accepted, and nodded at the last empty chair at their table. Her accent was as usual, was able to be heard in her voice. She chuckled at the other man who had barked at the other two. "Wow." she snorted, yet kept her eyes in that direction. Her mind wandered, wondering how they would handle him. But, it wouldn't really be an even match. Two tough looking guys against one. There her brain went, sorting out techniques and remarks that could possible be shot back. Ashtyn didn't turn her back to the other two girls at her table though, not-wanting to be rude. Her peripheral vision just strayed to the other table.

Brittany smiled brightly over at the girl. "Not really. I can play a little piano, but not well. Judging by your mad beating skills, I would assume you play the drum." She giggled softly. She suddenly looked up at the girl who came over. "Sure! The more the merrier! I'm Brittany; it's very nice to meet you." She heard a boy in the background telling people to move and gaped at him. "Oh my gosh." She nodded at Ashtyn's comment. "He must think he is the way he's talking to people like that."

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Christian looked up at the boy. "Uhm...no? We were sitting here first. I mean..you can sit with us if you would like, but we're not leaving the table just because you said so." He then turned his attention back to Vincent as they continued the conversation. "I guess I can understand that. Wanting to make your dad proud by showing that you're not one of those people who just expect him to hand you everything you ask for." Christian nodded, approving of the other man's opinions on his own life. He was glad that his first impression of Vincent was wrong.

Ashtyn smiled. She looked at the girl who had came up. "I'm Ashtyn." she introduced herself. Then she looked back at Brittney. "Yeah, drums. And I sing a little." Translation: A lot. she mentally added. She gave a small half smile at the one guys response to the rude guy. At least now she knew not all of the people here were spineless. Well, she never thought of that in the first place, but she didn't want ot be in a soft school.

Vincent looked over at the guy who approached them, and talk to them in a rude manner. After listening to Christian's reply, Vincent scoffed "Just to clarify, these seats are on a first come first serve basis and maybe if you asked more politely we would let you sit with us. The whole world doesn't revolve around you dude" he said before turning back to Christian, ignoring the stuck-up guy. "My father is slightly different... getting him to notice what his children do is slightly hard" he admitted, though Vincent's mind was set on making his father proud and not to seem like other rich guys who thought everything was set for them.

Ashtyn listened in and couldn't help but laugh lightly at the next guy's response. She brushed a strand of hair from her face as it fell by her eye. "That's pretty funny." she quietly said half to herself. Apparently that stuck up kid didn't understand the concept of treating others equally. Ashtyn took another sip of her coffee and lightly thrummed her fingers against he table, still in a complex pattern. At least it didn't sound really bad. Really good actually.