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She read the note multiple times before exiting the room, she needed to be sure there were no loopholes her next teacher could exploit to get her in trouble. She walked out of the room and found the hallways beginning to clear out. She shrugged, she had a note so she was safe. She headed for her locker again in hopes that maybe the person who put their lock on her locker would have taken it off but alas it was still where she had left it. Even so, she pulled on it, yanked on it, and everything else one could do to a locked lock, but she was forced to stop when her hand slipped off it and she fell backwards. She sat up rubbing the back of her head, "Ow." The tears were building in her eyes and she bit her lip. Standing up she wiped herself off before kicking her locker. She froze afterwards. "...merde."
On occasion, Naomi picked up certain things. Mainly languages. One such language was french. She wasn't profound per say, however, she was good enough to understand a french businessman and good enough to know how to cuss in it. She didn't cuss often, however when she does it is always because she did something stupid to herself. Now is one such time. Immediately she grabbed her foot and hopped in place. "That hurt really bad."
After glaring at her locker and the lock that currently resided on it she proceeded walking to her next class. Or maybe limping would be a better word. Unfortunately, her aggravation was masked by the tears running down her face which made her a little bit mad at herself. Now she was going to be walking into her next class looking like a lost puppy and she wasn't a lost puppy. She was an angry puppy that may very well bite anyone who asks her if she was alright since she obviously wasn't alright.
"She is not arrogant. Sure she can be stuborn, but she is a good person, she is really smart about stuff. And I am sure she didn't mean to call you a tool." Sam only had a vague idea of what that meant, but knew it was not nice. "So, what do you even need this compound for?"
Stretching her arm forward, she gently tapped her shoulder, and waved a bit. But Sara stopped in mid wave, noticing an irritating itch coming from her forehead. Peering up, she blew her bangs out of her eyes and began to wave once more. Her hood was loosely hanging against her head and only one eye showed from behind her long bangs. With a grin, she dropped her hands against her desk and laid her head against her crossed arms comfortable. "You're late..?"
"Maybe I'm into that.", he said as he slowly lifted his left arm up and placed the palm of his hand on Carsons lower back, adding just enough pressure to hopefully push them that much closer together. He leaned towards the side of her head and grinned.
"So is that a yes?", he whispered just above her ear. His body readied itself, just in case she were to physically lash out at him.
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Noah ran through the halls, eyes glancing frantically at all the faces around him. Jezz, Nabori should know better than to get separated, it was dangerous! Finally, he stopped as he saw blonde hair from the corner of his eyes... Nope, just a girl. All his hopes gone, he stared at the back of the females head as she walked through the hall. Noah walked up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to get her attention. Maybe if he was lucky she saw him and could give him directions as to where he went.
"Excuse me, miss.", he spoke gently.
"Um, did you need something from me? If you're worried that I'm going to be late and you're here to reprimand me I HAVE A NOTE!" Naoimi held up her prize and glanced at it herself, "see!" she smiled. "Uh, or is that not why you needed my attention," her note quickly fell back to her side. "Sorry, how can I help you." Her nervous and somewhat annoying chatter came to a halt finally and she bit her lip before mentally yelling at herself for being an idiot with a giant mouth. After which she found herself admiring his strangely colored eyes. They were pretty cool after all. "You have awesomely colored eyes. I've never seen red eyes before, are you albino!" she paused for moment, "ah, sorry again."
"Yeah.. Oh, don't be sorry. It's fine, really.", Noah said with a smile. "Thank you.", he added.
That's when he went to look at her eyes and remembered how she was crying. He took a good look at her to see if he could find a source and noticed how she was putting all of her weight on one foot. That's when he panicked a bit at the thought of an injury being bad enough to bring tears.
"Is your other foot in pain?", he asked promptly. "I can take you to the nurses office.", the concern making him completely forget about what he was doing prior to this. Thinking the pain could be really bad, he turned quickly and crouched down so his back was low enough for the female to easily climb onto if she wanted.
"So um, thank you," she rested her head on her hand which where on his shoulders but made sure she was looking away from him as to hide her blush. "W-what's your name?" For the second time that day she was quite embarrassed.
His eyes watched her for a moment before speaking upon his project. "It is not a need by which I create and dissolve, it is by curiosity. I am to inherit my father's massive pharmaceutical company. We create drugs to be distributed to the masses so that they may be able to cure disease and illness, as well as bear through pain and force their bodies to undergo reactions that can save lives. Experimentation of a thesis is one of the most prudent ways to go about forming the helpful compounds. Take for example, the chromium," he added, lifting the small amount of Chromium with a glove. "Depending upon how you dissolve the element, you can formulate the helpful chromium III or the harmful chromium VI." He glanced at Drake, giving the other a quick smirk before turning back to Sam. "What color do you favor over all others?"
"It's no problem, really", he said with a gentle smile as his eyes glanced over only to see she was looking away. That's when he realized why. If she did look towards him, her face would be mere inches away from his. His could feel his cheeks flush at the thought and his eyes immediately went to look straight ahead.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I should've said earlier! My name is Noah. And you?", he asked as he got to the staircase and went to walk down. That's when a sudden strong gust of wind pushed Noah back a step and he instinctively tightened his hold on Naomi's legs to make sure she didn't fall. His eyes were forced closed by the wind, and when he opened them he saw Nabori at the bottom of the staircase. Yikes, Nabori was staring up at them and boy did he look scary annoyed.
"Who's that? New girlfriend? I hope she's a better cook than you.", Nabori shot, his complacent composure quickly returning. He never seen Noah do anything but try to find him when he went missing. Yet here he was, being all carefree and giving a piggyback ride to some girl instead. He felt highly insulted. Betrayed, even.
Seeing how Noah was a bit too shocked to answer him just yet, Naboris red optics glared over to the female for some answers.
Her mind contemplated how not normal it was to be in two places at once, and at how not normal it was to feel a gust of wind that strong...inside...a building...where there were no open windows. Things just weren't falling into place in her mind. When she finally listened enough to at least try and figure out what was going on he heard the boy address her as a 'girlfriend'. Immediately she paled and then flushed. She stared at the boy for a moment. Finally, when he looked at her, she realized that he was giving off a very dangerous and scary aura. It was official, she didn't like the other Noah.
After a moment of being stared at by the other Noah she was getting vastly uncomfortable and she began shake a bit. It was moments later that she teared up and not even a second later that those tears rolled down her cheeks when this happened she squealed and hid her face in the original Noah's shoulder. "I-I-I'm sorry. M-m-my foot was hurting. A-a-a-a-and you, I m-m-mean him was going to take me t-to the nurses office. I-I-I'M SORRY!"
"Umm... Red I guess, you?" She said smilling after getting him the chemical he asked for, and then waved at drake again, making sure he did know he was there.
"Oh, yea. have any hobbies? I like to collect posters." She said, knowing that it wasn't a greatr conversation starter, but it would work.
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