Audrey ~
Hearing Aaron's sarcasm, Audrey gave him a face, then stood up from her place on the fountain and looked down at CJ. "I gotta go turn in some forms to the front office, wanna come with? It won't take long," she assured him, then helped him to his feet. Not only this, she also wanted to survey the school for some of her girlfriends, they had a lot of catching up to do, and they would probably be happy to know that her and CJ were now offical.
Waving at the two guys, Audrey took CJ's hand and led him down the path towards the main office, shielding her eyes from the burning rays of the afternoon sun. She couldn't wait to finally get home where she could relax in her pool and sip on a cold pina colada with extra coconut shavings.
Waving at the two guys, Audrey took CJ's hand and led him down the path towards the main office, shielding her eyes from the burning rays of the afternoon sun. She couldn't wait to finally get home where she could relax in her pool and sip on a cold pina colada with extra coconut shavings.
Noah ~
Noah watched as Audrey led CJ away, then looked back at Aaron, hearing his comment about Senior year not being a waste. He could have put up an argument to the statement, but instead chose to stand up run a hand through his brown strands of hair. "Speaking of waste, I'ma go grab my History book. For all we know, Mr. Castelli's gonna already start us off with a lesson on the first damn day and I don't wanna hear him complaining." With that being said, he made his way back towards building 10, where his homeroom teached had assigned him his locker.
The building offered relief from the hot sun, but that feeling was short lived when Noah almost ran into some short kid coming out of the door at the same time. "GOD DAMN, watch where you're going, little boy," he spat out, then watched as the kid scurried away, not once looking back. He almost regretted the statement, but after looking around and seeing the lack of teachers, he could breathe a sigh of relief. Noah had been sent to the office countless times for his "unacceptable social skills" through out his high school career, and he was not up for putting up with a lecture from the guidance counselor on how everyone should respect each other in this environment, and with his luck, another lecture about how he should be thinking about college. Not one application had been filled.
The building offered relief from the hot sun, but that feeling was short lived when Noah almost ran into some short kid coming out of the door at the same time. "GOD DAMN, watch where you're going, little boy," he spat out, then watched as the kid scurried away, not once looking back. He almost regretted the statement, but after looking around and seeing the lack of teachers, he could breathe a sigh of relief. Noah had been sent to the office countless times for his "unacceptable social skills" through out his high school career, and he was not up for putting up with a lecture from the guidance counselor on how everyone should respect each other in this environment, and with his luck, another lecture about how he should be thinking about college. Not one application had been filled.