Aisha Tyler's Story

Annie looked to Rhap with a small, underwhelming smile. "It went well enough. Me and my family went to England for a couple of weeks. There was a lot of time for reading." There was almost always something in the way Annie spoke that came across as irritated, but those that knew her well knew to ignore it. Most of the time she wasn't, it was just the way she spoke - like the world was incredibly, incredibly lame at all times.

"I made some new friends here, too." she added, and that was it. Annie seldom volunteered a lot of information in conversations without prompting. "What about you? How are your sisters?"

To their right, Carissa and Aisha were continuing their conversation in what was probably Aisha's attempted at a hushed tone.

"So what, tell me what, are you gonna do about it this month?" she was saying, giving Carissa a witheringly judgemental glare.

"I was just going to wait it out like I normally do, just beca-"

"Oh and that went so well last time, didn't it?"

"Just because," Carissa continued with a scowl over Aisha's interruption, "it went wrong last month, doesn't mean it will again. I've worked on the setup, it'll be harder for that to happen."

"Yeah yeah girl, you keep tellin' yourself that, but when you wake up-"

"Aisha."

"When you wake up-"

"Aisha. Inside voice."

"... if you will let me finish! When you wake up lookin' for all the world like a drunk hobo in the park, don't come cryin' to me again!" Aisha folded her arms.

"Aisha! I ... I didn't even drink that much, okay? I'll be fine next time."

"... yeah, yeah. You say that, but I got my eye on you!"

A slight yawn escaped from Jerrard as he walked into the classroom, a hand tucked into a pocket of his faded blue jeans while the other scratch at the back of his head. Another new start, another first day of school, it all seemed rather...mocking. He stood to the side of the doorway, looking around the classroom with a plain face. He wondered what it was like to be as carefree as them.

Well, let the game begin. Jerrard sighed, walking further into the classroom.

As he stepped across the front of the room he eyed Amy Rogers, already at her seat reading some magazine. He could probably guess at the content, she tended to have a limited number of interest. Seeing as how last year had gone, he though it not a bad idea to sit with her again. Crossing the floor he passed right by Annie Barnes and Rhapsody, glancing at both of them with a slight nod hello as he moved toward his seat.

Aisha and Carissa's conversation did not go unnoticed, and Jerrard made a mental note to make sure he logged what he'd overheard.

He fell into the chair with another tired yawn before putting an elbow on the table to lean on his cheek.

"So," he said aloud as he looked at his neighbor. "How was your time off Amy?"