07-20-2011, 01:17 AM
Adelina sat back in her seat, not paying much attention the others. A curious girl turned around in her seat and chatted lightly, asking where she was from. She politely replied, not much interested but not wanting to hurt the girl's feeling. Finally the rather uninteresting girl turned back around, distracted by one of her friends and Adelina pulled out her phone.
To: Nugget
From: Aunt Sara
Hi hun. Have a great day. Make some friends, meet a cute boy! XOXO.
The simple but sweet message brought a light smile to Adelina's face, sunlight from the window washing over Adelina and seemingly producing a glow around her and off of her sun kissed skin. She read over the message again before closing the phone, idly doodling on the cover of her new notebook with a Sharpie she produced from her bag.
By the time Airen walked back in, Adelina had drawn a complex cherry tree, leaves falling down. A few leaves fell down the side of the page, one falling onto a drawn hand of the silhouette girl sketched on the right hand side of the note book. Setting down the Sharpie, the brunette blinked her teal eyes and smiled at Airen. "Worth it, I can't wait to see the bruise on her pretty little face.. And congrats on the new record," whispered Adelina as the teacher began the lesson. Idly listening, glancing once over the material and memorizing it, the Brit sketched again, making her drawings somewhat related to the notes she had scribbled.
Though Addie was a good artist, it wasn't her biggest dream. At the time she was undecided between acting and criminal profiling, being able to read people like books. She brushed her long waves over one shoulder, the one covered by her off the shoulder shirt.
Liam was about to show the teens gathered around him a trick with his hands, one he'd learned from a street magician as a boy. It fazed anyone with low intelligence, and for a minute could even confuse someone of high IQ. However the teacher came in and instructed them to sit down.
Shrugging his broad shoulders, he half smiled at them. "Another time folks," he said nonchalantly and reclined in his seat, idly drawing circles on his desk with the finger tips of his left hand. The boy didn't pay much attention, zoning out as he stared at his open, blank notebook. Only when he thought he heard the intercom come on did he pause, wondering if he would be called to the office because of the whole new, British kid routine.
However the noise was a false hope for the other students hoping to have an excuse to get out of class or just for a short break from their teacher's constant, monotone droning. Ripping a piece of paper from his notebook, he balled it up and glanced at his sister, throwing it as best he could while trying not to hit anyone.
The paper bounced off the blonde head of cheerleader three, not the ones who had left the room due to Aerin's sucker punch. Turning his head the other way and acting normal, Liam didn't glance at the girl and seemed concentrated on the teacher, making the cheerleader hiss at a boy she thought did it.
((Sorry it's so bleh, didn't have a lot to work off of and I kinda had a block >.< ))
Last edited by musikfreakx; 07-20-2011 at 01:42 AM..
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