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[Setting: The Jocks have just sat down for lunch in the school Cafeteria, which is packed full of students. They sit near the doors, at one of the nicer tables to eat. Although it is obviously just the four of them they allow to sit on the table, some of the other "populars" approach them from time to time. (NPC's use them as you wish). It's Monday, the weekend has ended, and the boy's are back on home turf, laughing and conversing as usual.]




"Haahaaahahaa yeah... Last night's party was killer. We've got to do that again sometime." Saber's rich laughter mingled with that of his friends; he sat parallel to the table, reclined languidly in his seat with his shoes on a second chair in front of him. Suddenly, he felt something set down on his stomach. His sunglasses fell from his head onto the bridge of his nose as he stared at the brown paper bag, then up to the small girl standing beside him. She spoke; "H-hey guys." Saber smiled up at her as she cleared her throat; "I um, I packed your favorites... J-just as a thank-you for inviting me last night..." Saber's grin grew wider as he opened the bag. "Tiramisu! Yes! ... Here guy's, there's stuff for you." He passed the bag to his right, and set the sugary treat lovingly on the table in front of him. Turning his head back to the girl, Saber lifted his glasses to rest back on the top of his blonde head and gave her a bright smile. "Thanks. How did you know our favorites?" He paused, then fixed her with a stare, his voice playfully serious; "... Do you perhaps... Stalk us?" and laughed alongside his friends as she ran away.

"Anyway, like I was saying; the party." He opened the Tiramisu and got out a fork. "Remember that hot girl I was talking to? Well, she and I..." Saber cursed as he heard the sound of heels approaching, and glanced over his shoulder; "Speak of the Devil..."
Again something was sat on his stomach. This time it was a person.
"Hiii Saber! Hiii Saber's friends!" He cringed at her cutesy, fruity voice; he liked sugar sure, but not that much damn sugar. And why did she think she could touch him?

"Excuse me." He said rudely, looking up at her hard, as the table went quiet. ".. You are blocking my Tiramisu." This earned a few giggles from those students standing close, but Saber's cutting remarks weren't finished; "Now, would you please get your butt off of my abs? I need them of football practice, and the game against Harrington. I can't have them damaged." More giggles, and a little gasp from the girl sitting on him. Saber smiled, what did she expect, playing with fire? He turned and dramatically pointed an accusing finger at Cael sitting across from him. "If you want to flirt with someone nice, he's your man." Saber suppressed his laughter as the girl got up, and Cael glared darkly at him. He would probably tear her to shreds, but Saber didn't care; it wasn't like the thought of keeping her had ever crossed his mind.

Just another typical day at Melbourne High.
How boring.



[Ok, I'm going to leave it like this so all the jocks can introduce their characters, before the "Nerd Herd" arrives and Saber thinks up the bet.]

Gabriel smiled only slightly at Sabers cruel remarks to any woman who got near him, "and I thought I was the evil woman hating bastard," he chuckled to himself with his strong French accent, which attracted more woman then he could ever possibly need. He looked in the brown bag as it was passed to him frowning ever so slightly "How did she know I like candy apples?" he questioned with a shake of his head, before passing the bag on. He unwrapped the sweet, despite being slightly disturbed that a girl her didn't even know knew things about him, and took a bite.

"You know, I don't understand why you go for girls like that," he muttered referring to the heeled tramp that had just left, "you'll probably get herpies or something,". He heard the people near by laugh a little, he didn't like people listening in on his conversations but it was unavoidable. He listened to them converse about the party he did not attend, in fact he never did go to things like that, he was much more suited to a more dignified scene with expensive, white wine rather then cheap, nasty beer. He also wasn't fond of the idea of drunken, half naked woman wondering about with absolutely nothing going on inside their heads... Not that he was really fond of any woman. Which was probably why rumors about him being gay started sprouting up everywhere making most of the team uncomfortable around him, though they never said anything. After all Gabriel is one of the fasted runners the school had ever seen.

"This must be a mistake, Mr. Walker," Eli pleaded, holding up a piece of paper in her right hand, the edge crumbled, caused from her tight grip. She was suppose to be meeting her friends and heading to lunch, but an issue had occurred. "I'm sorry Ms. Wright, that grade is the one you earned, therefore is the one you received. No mistake was made," Mr. Walker explained for the third time wearily, rubbing the bridge of his nose; He was suppose to be having lunch as well. Eli peered up at the scrawny man, baby blue eyes rimmed with tears behind thick, black glasses. "It can't be! B+, really? This report, I worked so hard on it, not even a A-?" she asked, shaking the paper a bit to bring the teacher's attention to it. Mr. Walker gazed at the report, then back at Eli. He shook his head sadly, placing his hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry," he repeated, pulling her around to where she faced the door. "Can I redo it, then?" she asked, the idea slamming itself into her brain as she was ushered out of the classroom. She lifted her left hand, brushing her bangs back from in front of her lenses, the soft material of her dark blue sweater gliding across her forehead with the movement.

A light laugh escaped the teacher's lips, shaking his head as he turned to lock his classroom's door so he could scurry off to lunch. "No. Only the ones who make below a seventy can redo projects, we both know you do not make those grades." Mr. Walker stated, turning to look at the disappointed Eli as he shoved the room keys into his slack's pocket. Elizabeth took a deep breath, pushing back the childish tears that threatened to escape the imprisonment of her eyes. "Fine, fine, I'll take it like a man," she mused, causing Mr. Walker to chuckle once more. 'Crap, not man, woman!' she thought, a sheepish smile crossing her lips. "Alright, bye Mr. Walker, see you tomorrow." Eli said, turning quickly, walking towards her locker which was where she would meet her friends to walk to lunch, since her locker was close to the Cafe.

"Elizabeth, thank you once again for the apple!" Mr. Walker had called to her, causing Eli to throw up a hand, giving a dorky thumbs-up. That was one of the reasons why she was called a teacher's pet all the time. She would always bring them little gifts just because she could. However, she would defend herself, continuously saying she was "just trying to be nice." Some people even had the audacity to say she "bribed" her way to the top of the class; Which was an outrageous lie.
Eli continued to walk down the empty hall, getting closer and closer to her locker. As she rounded a corner she heard her name being called, well, sort of. "Elizabeth! Elizabeth! I need to talk to you real fast!" the energetic voice of Mrs. Courbet called, dashing around the corner after her. Mrs. Courbet was in charge of the school's weekly newspaper and the art teacher. "Yes, Mrs. Courbet?" she asked, pushing her glasses off the bridge of her nose with a bit of irritation. She then twisted her backpack around to shove the "poorly graded" report inside.
"Well Elizabeth, as you probably know the upcoming game against Harrington is this Friday," Mrs. Courbet mused, her green eyes bright with a little too much excitement. 'How could I forget? Posters are everywhere,' Eli thought a bit sarcastically, but it was true! Many posters with sayings like "Roast the Harrington Hares!", "Beat Harrington Like They Stole Something!", etc, etc. She found sports a bit pointless, but had to admit, watching brainless jocks beat the crap out of each other was amusing. "Yes, of course I know." Eli replied, giving a tiny half-smile.

"I was hoping you would go and take pictures for the paper, possibly get a few 'interviews' with a couple of our Star Players that night. Have an article into me for the paper by Monday morning?" Mrs. Courbet rambled, causing Eli to give a slight groan. Go to the game? Take pictures? Interviews? Was she trying to kill her? "Please Elizabeth? I ask you because you are the best writer, I know you can do it!" the teacher went on, giving a pleading smile. How could she say no to a teacher?

Eli looked down at her then back up, sighing softly. "Sure thing, Mrs. Courbet." she grumbled, swiping at her bangs, clearly annoyed. Mrs. Courbet squealed, giving an awkward jump. "Thank you, thank you!" she said in a rush before turning and disappearing back around the corner. Once she was out of sight Eli sighed even louder. 'What else do I have to do this weekend anyway? Nothing. That's right,' she thought, her weak attempt to cheer herself up as she walked over to her locker, slumping back against it. Her head rolled back and thumped against the metal, causing her to wince. "Ow!" she mouthed, closing her eyes. Hopefully her friends would be along soon, she was getting hungry.

(Okay, I set it up so the other "Nerds" can simply meet Eli at her locker to walk to lunch. Hopefully it will give you a little something to write about.[:)

The voices of other students were just a low rumble of noise in the background. Cael never was able to pay attention for too long, he had the attention span of a sparrow, yet he managed to focus in on the one person of their group speaking the most. Saber. Well, he was barely paying attention. It was almost a struggle, to joke and laugh about the previous night, and the events of that.

Looking around the room, his gaze settled on a few people in the room, each of them having their own conversations with someone else. What were they talking about? He only wondered for a brief moment before his thoughts were interrupted by his close friend mentioning the possibility of another party. He turned his head towards him, parting his lips to speak his opinion, but decided against it after hearing the sound of approaching footsteps. His eyes settled on the close-by female, who had dropped something on Saber.

At the sound of her words, Cael sat up straighter in the chair he was seated in, leaning forward and crossing his arms over the table, watching the paper bag being passed onto the next person with excitement. Even the smallest gift thrilled him, especially if it was his favorite treat. The girl had been right about Saber, so he could assume that she knew his favorite sweet as well. Before he knew it, the girl had disappeared. Cael hardly payed any attention to her, awaiting the brown paper bag to approach him. In the mean time, he glanced up at Saber, who was speaking again about the party last night. He raised a hand, brushing strands of his bleach blond hair away from the vision of his pale eyes.

He bit his bottom lip at the sight of the girl who he was currently talking about, and couldn't help but force himself to tear his gaze away as she began to speak. Her high voice, her tanned skin. She was like a chipmunk who had been left in the oven too long. Though soon, their leader began to unleash his fierce words upon her. Cael felt a small smile crawl on his lips, and soon, was watching the scene in front of him eagerly. He didn't expect anything to turn towards him, yet soon a finger was pointed directly at him.

His eyes widened for a brief moment, as the girl's eyes turned towards him. He averted his gaze towards Saber, his gaze turning as cold as ice for a brief moment. He thought that the girl would have taken that as a 'get out of here', but as she was walking away, she paused near him. He looked up at her, frowning slightly.

"Well, go away." He said bitterly, and she walked off. Cael looked down at the table again, snatching the brown bag away from Gabriel as soon as he began to pass it towards him. Peering in, he noticed a square shape wrapped in silver. Pulling it out, he smiled as he ripped off a shred of the paper, revealing dark chocolate underneath. Yeah, the girl was right. She had gotten his favorite.

He took a small nibble at the corner of the chocolate bar, nudging the bag towards the last member of his group.

Valentine laughed as he watched Saber direct the girl over to Cael, but it was somewhat forced. He'd seen much more amusing things in his time. "Well, Cael, looks like your title of 'biggest woman-hater' is under serious threat." He said, grinning. "You'll have to top that sometime later today..."

He took the small bag and pulled out a small Chocolate Eclair. Without saying anything, he unwrapped it, threw it in his mouth and discarded the wrapper and the bag without a second thought.

(Sorry for the short post, I'm kinda writing in a short time-frame here.)

"I'm offended," Gabriel said with fake anger, directed at Valentine, "I was sure the title of 'Biggest-Woman-Hater' was mine,"

He was about to start a little fake rant about how he hated whor-women far more then Cael does when he noticed his brother walking with a stack of books in his arms. He rolled his eyes, 'why does my twin have to be such a nerd?' he thought bitterly as he continued to watch the only other French-Japanese-American kid walk swiftly across the cafeteria and through another door on the other side. Though he knew Lucifer saw him and was giving him a mirroring look to his own, a stare filled with hate and a need to be better than the other.

Once the tension between the two had passed, upon the smarter twins departure, Gabriel turned back to his small group of friends while taking another bite of the candy apple as if it had never happened. Most people are unaware of the sibling rivalry they had shared since they were 10 and their individuality began to emerge making their parents unconsciously pick favorites.

"Die, bitch, die!" Ellie shouted at her DS as she was walking down the hall, heading for her friend, focused on her game until her pixel character met it's fate. "Nooo..." She whined and snapped her DS shut, looking up to see her friend Eli. She grinned and bounded toward her friend with long legged leaps, kind of looking like a lively colt, all long legged and goofy...not quite all filled out, young and cheerful.

"Eli! My man - I mean woman..." Ellie called out, correcting herself and dragging out the last word dorkishly, sliding to a stop before her fellow member of the 'nerd herd'. She straightened her black gamer tee over her skinny jeans and put her DS back in it's proper place in her back pocket. "What's up?" She asked, tilting her head, he blond ponytail swaying slightly as her lively blue eyes shone in the sunlight streaming through the windows.
She hadn't eaten anything that morning, and so she was starving - at this rate she was ready to go eat with out without her friends, "So, when do you think we can get something to eat?" She asked, rather randomly.

After enduring around an hour of hair tugging and questions like ‘Is it real?’ Tammy just really wanted to cool down somewhere outside where no one would bother her. Even better than that, she wanted to find her friends as fast as she could and have a good lunch. So when everyone was excused she hurriedly bagged all her things and ran for the door. By now she should have known better than to quicken her pace. The end result was always the same. Tammy felt the shift in her weight, the position she’d end up with and braced her arms to lessen the impact. Sadly, as luck would have it, she fell face first onto the floor.

There were a few laughs, giggles and of course the snickers from the onlookers which inevitably caused blood to rush to Tammy’s cheeks but she picked herself up and dusted herself off as best as she could. She gave a few embarrassed apologies’ to the people behind her and in front of her before ducking her head down and calmly walked to Eli’s locker.

Tammy hugged her bag to her chest and kept her eyes as low as she could without tripping or running into anyone. Sadly, luck really wasn’t on her side this day. Her forehead made contact with what seemed a wall and she fell back on her rear end. She groaned and rubbed her sore forehead and shyly looked up to see what had caused her fall. A door. Tammy’s lips unconsciously puckered into a pout when she realized her mistake. A familiar head popped from behind the door to look at her. She smiled slightly before quietly saying, “Hello Mr. Rodgers.”

Mr. Rodgers pursed his lips as he looked down at her and then he offered her a hand. “Best be careful Ms. Yang. You could get a concussion like that you know?” Tammy nodded and grabbed for his hand. He pulled her up and scanned her for any visible injuries. If it had been any teacher other than Mr. Rodgers who scanned her she might have felt a bit uncomfortable but Mr. Rodgers was a pretty big health aficionado. “Well then, seeing that you’re all right. Go on now. You should get going.”

“Yes, Mr. Rodgers.” Tammy smiled at the old man before inclining her head a bit and then getting back into the bustle of the school’s hallway. Really, it wasn’t that occupied now but to her any numbers of people around her seemed like a flock just waiting to see a spectacle. Like me diving head first into the ground, she thought as her face turned a bright red again. She spotted her friends up ahead and couldn’t help the wide smile that tugged at her lips.

“Hey guys!” she called out to them. Strangely enough it didn’t bother her to raise her voice when she was anywhere near them. She guessed it was because they didn’t really care to be soft spoken all the time like she did. They had an energy that she felt she lacked yet they still hung around with her. Rosy cheeks flamed and a happy smile to boot she hopped on her last step to land in front of them. “So, are we going to lunch or not my fellow kin?”

Valentine laughed. "What, you weren't there at about half past ten last night?" He asked. "It was spectacular."

He spotted Gabriel's brother. "Wow. Nerd-herd initiate inbound, gentlemen. At least it ain't the full thing." He said, and laughed.

Are, otherwise known as Touko to anyone who bothered to even talk to her, yawned as she walked through the halls. She stared at her custom pokemon themed laptop's screen, knowing that everyone would get out of her way just because she was part of the 'nerd herd'. She was typing a post on a role playing website(a role play within a role play. playception?) when she bumped into someone. She immediately stopped and lowered her laptop as the hall went silent. She stared at the boy in front of her. She didn't recognize him, so there was something wrong. She narrowed her eyes. "Get out of my way. I will personally make sure to make your new school life hell if you don't. Got that?" She smirked. "By the way, unless you want a horrible reputation in this school, you'll stay away from me. I'm one of the people who nobody but a few people like." She chuckled to herself and started walking again as he scampered away, a few of the kids pulling him aside to probably tell him all about her and her group. She closed the laptop as her group of friends came in sight, placing it in her bag and nodding to them as she got close. She smiled brightly. "Hey guys! How're you all? By the way, a bit of juicy info, there's a new kid in school. I bumped into him and gave him a warning, so don't be surprised if a new face pops up and walks around you. I saw a few of the preps pull him aside and tell him about up. So what's up with you all? Are you never hungry, or were you waiting for me to show up?" She gave a cheeky grin, glancing around at the circle of space around them all. "Oh, is it just me, or have the people gotten more distance." She laughed. "Did one of you do something?"

Cael snickered quietly at the comment made by Valentine. He didn't hate women, just most...teenage women. It was hard to find ones that weren't a pain to talk to. He took another small bite of the chocolate, letting it melt in his mouth as he listened intently to Gabriel's long rant, all the while smiling to it. He was never actually aware that he had the title of woman-hater. In fact, he only knew he had the title of 'jock' or whatever the heck all the other people in the school called him.

Raising a hand to hide a piece of his blond hair behind his ear, he looked up to see someone stepping across the room, books of multiple dark colors and titles in his arms. His attention shifted between the brothers, noticing the similar glare painted across both of their faces. Leaning back in his chair, Cael crossed one leg over the other, staying focused on the one stepping across the room, exited through the doors. As Gabriel returned to his candy apple, Cael took another small bite of the chocolate, the smile disappearing from his face.

"That was quite a death glare." He commented, a playful tone to his words.

Saber sat up and pivoted to face the table, listening to his friends as he chewed.

As they bantered back and forth, he threw up his hands as if highly offended; "Whoa whoa there now, who's calling who a woman-hater? I don't find that fair at all. Unlike you killjoys," Saber waved his fork lazily at Gabriel and Cael; "I enjoy women." He said, winking at some random girl siting across from him at another table. "Just not anywhere near my personal life."

He noted the growing whispers of "Nerd Herd" but from what he could see, it was only some scrawny boy. Hardly worth any energy wasted on paying attention. He turned back to his friends and pushed the empty box away with a unsatisfied sigh, noticing that both Gabriel and Cael seemed tense about that boy. Strange.

Saber leaned back in his chair, stretched, and put his arms up behind his head, flashing his cocky smile; "I'm curious then. Where do you nuns get your thrills from?"

Gabriel twitched when Cael mention what had just transpired between he and his brother. He moving his gaze from the apple to look at the blonde boys face, without moving his head away from the delicious treat. His face was darken significantly due to his cold scowl, though he only wore that expression for a couple seconds before returning to his regular somewhat blank look "I have no idea what you're talking about," he said cheerfully, knowing that the other two had not seen the look he had just given Cael, they were to busy talking.

Eli's eyes flashed open and her head snapped upward as Ellie's voice met her ears. She laughed as her friend spoke, "Ellie!" she mused, a bright smile appearing across her face. One down, two to go until they got to go to lunch. "Up? The atmosphere," she spoke matter-of-factly, yet the statement was rather lame and completely fifth grade. When Ellie spoke again she glanced at her, giving a half-hearted shrug, "Whenever the two slow pokes get here," she grumbled, her stomach growling a complaint, causing her to place a hand over it and go 'Shh,'. Eli's attention was brought back up when another voice was heard, immediately recognizing it as Tammy's. "Hey!" she laughed, pushing away from her locker. Her blue sweater was a bit too big on her, making her look like a weird lump, the sleeves swallowing her small hands, keeping them from view.

Noticing Tammy's pink cheeks made Elizabeth laugh softly, "Fall again, Tam?" she teased, nudging her gently, gazing down the hall. "Yes, lunch most definitely, once Touko gets-" She trailed off, spotting Touko rounding the corner. "There you are!" Eli cheered, smile widening. "I believe we've all gone grey headed waiting for you!" she said jokingly, eyes widening when Touko began to rant about "juicy info." "Great, more people to think of us as aliens," she mumbled, biting her lower lip nervously. "And we were waiting for you! Let's go, I think my stomach is about to start talking!" she exclaimed, pushing her thick glasses off the bridge of her nose as she walked towards the double doors of the Cafe.

"More distant, is that possible?" Eli asked as she walked, stumbling forward some as she tripped over her own feet. She dreaded the walk through the Cafe towards the actual "lunch line." People of higher status would always throw food at them or trip them, something to cause her and her friends embarrassment. Pausing at the Cafe's doors briefly, Eli took a deep breath. "Here we go," she whispered, pushing the doors open. As she done so, however, those evil feet of her's tried moving forward at the same time and got caught up with one another. Elizabeth went flying forward, tripping some yet caught herself before actually falling. She didn't dare look out at her "peers" that were now laughing, snorting, and yelling "Nerd Herd in the the cafe!" Instead, she glanced over her shoulder, smiling sheepishly at her friends and shrugging. "Oops," she mouthed, biting her lower lip nervously out of habit.

"Thrills?" Cael repeated the word questioningly, as if unsure about the meaning of the word. He knew perfectly what it meant, but...what sort of thrills did he mean? Adrenaline? Enjoyment? ...Different...enjoyment? He thought for a few seconds. It wasn't that hard for him to be entertained by something. He got bored easily, but found that certain sports gave him a rush of adrenaline. Swimming especially, diving down to the bottom of the tank and having to drag up a lifeless hunk of plastic. It sometimes felt like he was actually saving someone's life.

Well, he liked to think of it that way.

"Diving...running." He answered quietly, leaning forward towards the table again, propping his elbows up. He took pieces of the foil around the chocolate, wrapping up the remaining bit and setting it down, just to enjoy later. Just then, he looked up to Gabriel, wondering if maybe he was going to respond or not to his observation. It was just that he seemed to return to normal, apparently clueless and oblivious to what had just happened. Cael shrugged, pushing the thought out of his mind. Didn't matter much anyway, maybe he was just imagining things.

The sound of doors clicking open alerted Cael. Usually he couldn't care less about who was entering the room, yet the people around them seemed to hush down. The tone of the room shifted slightly, a few people were focusing on something. He turned his head, looking over to who had entered the room, soon enough to catch sight of someone falling over their own feet, barely catching their balance again. He didn't recognize the person at first glance, yet the growing sound of people in the room laughing and snickering amongst their friends made a small smirk appear on his face.

"And of course...messing with them is quite thrilling too." He spoke softly, glancing over to Saber briefly before refocusing on the girls who had just entered.

Ares smiled and walked over to pick Eli up. As she helped her friend up, she cast her eyes all around the room with a death glare. She smirked as the people who saw it went silent. She helped Eli gain her balance and then nodded. "Don't worry about everyone. They're all gonna end up working for you one day, and then you can lower their salary just because of this experience." She smiled brightly and laughed. "Plus you got us attention. Now we don't have to wait for the crowd to notice us and then part. They'll already be watching out for us." She laughed. "Always look for the silver lining, girl." She then let go of Eli's arm and then walked towards the crowd. She smirked as they backed away. She started talking loudly to where the room went silent after a while. "Well, now that I have your attention spans, let me just say one thing. And that is..... NOTHING!" She laughed wildly as she walked back to her friends. She smiled at Eli. "There. Now I'm the attention freak. That was pretty fun."

Ellie, still grinning, glomped her other two best friends and followed after Eli, glancing around at the other people in the cafe, "They only stay away from us because they're too afraid to approach us - They know we're superior and don't want to be rejected by us." She joked, still following her friend, though when Eli tripped she wanted to help her friend but didn't want to bother her.

Biting her lip once they were there and someone called out 'Nerd Herd' she had to refrain from rolling her eyes. Prodding Tam's shoulder she nodded toward the Popular/Jock table, "Hey, Tam...how many jocks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop?" She asked before answering directly after. "Four. One football player to be the muscle and hold the candy, another to take the wrapper off, one to figure out which side to lick from, and one to actually do all the work." She pointed to each male at the table, obviously making fun of their IQs. She knew her joke was stupid, but it was just her way of entertaining herself.

Tammy stepped forward to help Eli but noticed Touko go at it first. She smiled at her friend’s words and obvious lack of embarrassment as she addressed the audience that was in the cafeteria. She tilted her head to a side watching as people whispered behind their hands, others talked openly, pointed at them and made their unavoidable comments. What is it with people and making fun of others that are different from them? she wondered in her mind. I mean, sure we’re smart and we’re not the best looking bunch but what does that have to do with anything? A sigh escaped her lips and she shook her head. She’d never find out the answers to those questions no matter how smart she was.

Her attention was drawn to Ellie as she prodded her shoulder. She looked over at where she pointed with wide eyes and listened to what her friend said. She blinked a few times, her lips drawing into a wide smile. A small sound came from her closed lips then they parted and she laughed freely. It was a small joke but Tammy really couldn’t help her reaction. After a moment her laugh subsided to giggles and she shook her head at Touko. “That was mean… but it sure got a laugh from me.” She said as she took a deep breath from laughing.

She noticed some of the people around her pointing at her and she quickly quieted down. Her cheeks, to her disappointment, began to warm up and become red. She self-consciously ducked her head and scooted a bit behind Ellie. It couldn’t be helped, really. Tammy was just really unsure of herself and easily embarrassed. She glanced at her friends and smiled slightly. As long as I have them I’m okay. She inhaled and exhaled slowly, letting the nervousness of her slip out as much as it could. “So… whose up for some food? ‘Cuz I’m pretty sure our stomachs are yelling ‘Feed me! Now! Or face my wrath!’… or something like that…” she said sheepishly as her own tummy growled.

Gabriel snorted and looked over to Saber, "I get thrills from more... refined women," he chuckled, "but then again, women are annoying no matter how posh,"

He noticed all the whispering that began once the nerd herd walked in, sighing and shaking his head. Gabriel didn't like those girls, nor would he be caught dead with them, but he honestly didn't see the need to whisper about them every time they entered a room. People around here should really learn to grow up, especially the people he chose to hang out with. No one really knew that Gabriel actually thought of them all as idiots and that he couldn't stand to be around most of them (Saber, Valentine and Cael being the only exceptions). But unlike his brother, whose thoughts on these people were the same, he didn't show it or say it. If you can't beat them, join them.

"Why is everyone always picking on those girls?" He accidentally asked out of nowhere, he honestly didn't mean to say that out loud.

Saber stared blankly at Cael until Gabriel spoke. "Refined." Saber rolled his eyes; "Women are women, none of them are special if you are just going to use them and throw them away..." He threw the crumpled paper bag at the trashcan, making the shot. Thoughts like these depressed him. His friends were right; these girls just weren't any fun. In fact, they were annoying.... but if these "perfect" girls weren't enough then what was he looking for?

He was about to mention the upcoming game when he was interrupted. "Well, now that I have your attention spans, let me just say one thing. And that is..... NOTHING!" Saber turned angrily towards the ruckas. Oh, it was them. His demeanor changed in an instant; no longer relaxed and teasing, his eyes locked on the Herd making their way through the crowd as the noise in the Cafe fell into a hush. "Nerd Herd has arrived." Some underclassmen thought gallantly to inform him. Saber looked at the JV player with disgust. "We can see that idiot." He watched the girls part the crowd, as they seemed oblivious to the stares of disbelief from the students, some of whom were whipping their heads back and forth from the Herd to his table so fast they were getting whiplash.

Saber heard Cael's remark and grinned, catching his eye. "What was that annoying voice doing yelling in my cafeteria?" he said slowly, tracing the table with his fork. He knew exactly what it was doing... It was challenging his power. They didn't belong. The atmosphere was tense, some of the other jocks watching their table expectantly to see if any of them would bother to make a move. And if they didn't... Others would step in. It was just how it went; there was no tolerance. If the higher-ups on the social hierarchy didn't put you in your place, those below them would do it for them. It was a scarily effective system, if you were on the receiving side.

Saber's eyes narrowed. Everyone in Melbourne High knew that you just didn't mess around with the elites. There was an unwritten code to adhere to; you best keep quiet and out of sight- least you attract the attention of the wolves. But, he wasn't ready to feed them to his dogs just yet. He had been waiting for a "fun" opportunity to come along and slap him in the face- He didn't have to wait long. Good. Saber was beginning to miss instigating trouble.

No, he wouldn't have them crushed just yet. They would learn their place in a different way... A fun way... His way. Always his way.
So they thought they we're untouchable? Uncaring? He would make them care...

"Why is everyone always picking on those girls?" Saber turned back to face Gabriel. "Hmmm, your right Gabriel. We need to be a little nicer to them don't you think?" He smiled. "Lets play a little game...."

Eli smiled at Ares, fixing her glasses correctly since the trip had caused them to tilt just a bit. "Work for me, grovel at my feet, whatever works," she teased, laughing just a little as she pushed up the sleeves of her overly large sweater. "Big attention getter right here, must be my good looks," Elizabeth teased, laughing at her own joke, however, as Ares spoke up across the Cafe her heart seemed to stop. The crowd burst out in laughter and a bottle of water was slung towards them quickly. Must have been a baseball player that done that one. Her blue eyes had widened behind thick lenses as she glanced back at Ellie and Tammy, chewing on her lower lip. "Superior," she agreed, moving, bee-lining staight for the lunch line which was deserted at the time. Eli glanced towards the jock table as Ellie spoke, pressing her lips into a straight line to keep from laughing. So true that joke was. Her eyes found the cheap tiled floor when she noticed the Head Idiot looking their direction. She dreaded the game Friday, having to try and talk to those pea-brains.

"Yeah, let's grab something to eat, my stomach is about to go Darth Vadar on me," she joked, getting the attention of cheerleader to her left sitting at a table. "Really nerd?" the girl's loud, high-pitched voice asked, causing her to freeze and tense at the same time. Her gaze leveled to meet the girl's, "Really, you preppy bit-" Eli bit her tongue, lifting her chin and looking away. "That's what I thought, dork.." the cheerleader hissed, her followers beginning to laugh as she turned to face them once more. Elizabeth shuddered, looking back at her friends, "Food?" she repeated, keeping her head down as she swiftly moved towards the lunch line once more. In the process she had to dodge multiple legs that were thrown in her way purposely. She felt herself getting worked up, it seemed as if an invisible brick had been placed upon her chest.

'Don't get worked up, Eli, you forgot to bring your inhaler today.' she told herself repeatedly, making it to the line and grabbing up a wrapped burrito and a bottle of water. "Of course you'd get a burrito, fatty," a voice mocked behind her, causing Eli to peer over her shoulder reluctantly. It was a passing jock, a guy who played soccer. A wide grin set across his lips as he noticed her eyes fill with tears, yet she blinked them away. 'I only weigh one hundred fifteen pounds,' she thought as she turned stiffly back around to face the line, moving downward to pay. 'These people are the reason why others hang themselves in closets.' she went on, eyes narrowing at nothing inparticular. She looked at her friends once more, "Should we eat outside today?" she asked, hoping they would say 'Yes,' as she dug into her pocket for her 'Zelda' wallet.

Ares stretched, yawning as they passed by the cheerleader table. She looked over to the one that mocked Eli and glared. She walked straight up to the girl, getting a few gasps and chuckles from the people there. She smirked. "Really? You can't think of anything to do but mock my friend? I guess that head is filled to the brim with rocks, huh?" She laughed as the cheerleader stood up quickly, standing over her. She could swear the cheerleader had a red face. "What was that, nerd?" She smirked. "You heard me. Your head is filled with rocks." The cheerleader then swung her hand to hit Ares, but Ares knew better. She caught the hand easily, the cheerleader gasping. "Now, I've had my fill of nonsense today. First there's a new kid, then my friend gets laughed at, and now you're here making fun of her." Ares looked up with cold eyes. "I'm not gonna deal with it anymore today." She then let go of the cheerleader and walked off to the lunch line, the silent kids parting like the Red Sea. She quickly caught up to Eli, only to find a jock making fun of her. She chuckled darkly and swiped the jock's back as she passed, her nails hurting him without cutting or making red lines on his back. She pulled her lunch from her bag and smiled brightly. "Outside indeed. All of these bastard cheerleaders and jocks are getting on my nerves."

Gabriel watched Saber's antics, the guy was definitely the leader of their group and no matter what he or Cael ever said to a woman Saber would always manage to be much crueler they they could ever be. "When I say refined I mean women who are not loud mouthed trailer trash who sleep with any man who will give them a compliment," he explained, the candy apple now down to just a pitiful core.

He thought for a moment as he stared at what was now considered trash, a small smile. "An apple is a lot like a woman, some have a tough skin with a softer inside and once you take it all away they are nothing but trash... Others are just rotten and the rot spreads right to their miserable core... But in the end, no matter what, they end up thrown away but guys likes us," he said, his tone solemn and eyes still glued to the apple core.

Gabriel only looked up when Saber spoke again, saying something about a game. "Go on," he urged, as he threw the apple core over his shoulder which landed perfectly in the bin.

Ellie was about ready to punch one of those popular kids, having heard just enough, however with her general size and everything she might not be able to take one of the guys - but the girls, she probably could. She needed to high five Ares later for what she did to them, but Ellie really wanted to do something herself. She simply couldn't stand listening to them call out their hateful comments...

When Eli asked if they should eat outside, Ellie nodded, deciding she could skip on lunch food and instead fished out a bag of sour skittles and gummy bears, nibbling on them. She could survive the rest of the day on that, "Grab your food and let's go guys. Before I knock someone out." She told the rest of the group with a grin. She popped a gummy bear that was now coated in sour dust into her mouth and then resealed the bag and slipped it into her pocket, putting her hands on her slender hips, standing tall. She was rather tall for a girl, about 5'5" to five six, however she was mostly just all long limbs and goofy personality - like a puppy or something, so it was kinda hard to be afraid of her - she was sort of athletic, but few knew it beneath her baggy gamer tees.