"Any time." he told her, with a small smile. He couldn't think of anything else to say that wouldn't piss her off.

She smiled and waved and walked up her driveway. She opeend the large doors revealing sort of a pine smell. The house was absolutely glowing. Her maid had already come for the day. They were going to have to fire her soon, they were running low on money.

She shut the door and hung her bag on the coat rack. She walked over to the stairs which led to the basement. She walked down and turned on the lights revealing a brightly colored room. She sat on the red leather couch and set her head on a zebra print pillow. She grabbed the remote and turned on the television.

Casey retraced his path back to his house- he at least knew that way. He turned the radio on and sang along to it. When he reached his house, he pulled into the three car garage. They had always had money, but lately, Mom was really raking it in. He got out of the car, closed he garage door and went into the house. "Hey, Dad. I'm home!" he yelled, knowing he'd still be around the kitchen. Casey went in to find his dad and a huge mess all over the place, "Trying something new tonight?" Casey guessed.

His father nodded and laughed, "Looks like we're going out when your mother gets home." he said. Casey laughed and helped him clean the mess. When his mother came home, it was about seven. They went out and talked. Casey mentioned Ichigo, and told them most of what happened, leaving out that it was a guy who beat her up. His parents were impressed- a girl, on the first day.. Casey knew how they'd react, of course, that was why he told them. To make them happy.

After they got home, they all hung out a little while before going to bed. Casey went upstairs after saying goodnight and turned on the radio, not quite ready for sleep yet. His walls were a light-medium blue and his carpet was an even lighter blue. His bedding was a dark indigo, and that was about the extent of the matching theme. Casey had up posters and pictures all over the place, mostly pictures of his family and their many vacations. He had a huge bookshelf and a large desk with a computer on it. His phone with its own line was on the black bedside table. His closet door was cover in caution tape. He hadn't been living there long, but he managed to make it feel like a home.



He woke up for school the next morning not ready to go back at all. Yet, he forced himself to shower and dress and get in the car. He managed to drive to school without giving in to the temptation of turning around and hiding out at home with his dad. After the first day, who knew what would happen today. At least it was Thursday, so the weekend was drawing near...

After watching tv for an hour, she sauntered up the stairs again and walked across the wood floor to the coat rack her backpack was on. She took it off and walked to the living room. She turned on the stereo on the wooden table next to it. She did her homework and sat in the quiet empty house.

She stayed up until 12:00 waiting for her mother to come home with dinner. She didn't. She fell asleep on the couch, that night, the couch had seemed like her only friend.

She woke up the next morning and walked to her room. She did her makeup and hair then walked to the closet. She grabbed a turquoise tank top and a white sweatshirt. She grabbed a pair of skinny jeans and slipped them on along with a studded belt. She put on her converse and a small pearl necklace. She walked out the driveway and started walking to school.

When he got to school, he didn't go inside right away. He waited at the side entrance, the one closest to where Ichigo would be if she had walked or gotten dropped off from school. She lived close enough where she wouldn't be taking the bus, Casey guessed. He laughed a little, she didn't seem like the type who would enjoy or even like taking the bus. Too crazy, he thought.

He sat on the stairs, slipping his iPod from the pocket of his black and green trimmed Tripp pants. He was also wearing a green dress shirt and a black hoodie, hood up. Casey had a dress shirt in every color, and he had so many of them, as they were what he preferred to wear, but every hoodie he had was primarily black. He had one ear bud in his ear and he looked around, watching for Ichigo. She said she didn't hate him, and she was the only one he had actually spoken to, so he thought it was worth it to try and play nice...

She walked though the puddles without getting her puma's wet. They were white with gold stripes that faded into white on them. She had just gotten them last week and therefor, didn't want to ruin them. She opened the door of the school and walked over to her locker. The access water from her shoes squeaked as she walked.

She hit the locker in three spots and tugged on the lock without putting in the combination. She hung her backpack on the little hook and turned off her phone and i-pod. She set them next to eachother in a little steel orange pocket. There was another small pocket sitting next to that one and it had at least twenty pencils hanging out of it. She grabbed one of them, her planner, her Spanish binder, and her book. She walked down the almost empty hallway. There were a few people sitting on the benches that lined the hallway but that was mostly it.

She turned the corner and looked inside of her binder just to make sure her homework was there. She had never missed a day of school. Ever. She saw the sheet of paper with her assignment, a 10 page rough draft essay and shut the binder with a sigh of relief. The second she looked up she had tripped over Casey.
"Well good morning."
She said laughing.

He looked up at her, "Oh, hey! I've been waiting for you!" he laughed. He stood up and smiled, grabbing his stuff and smiling. "Sorry, I didn't mean to trip you." he laughed a little.

He looked at her outfit today, and noticed she looked a bit wet, Did you walk to school?" he asked her.

She yawned and nodded. She had been walking to school a lot lately.
"Yeah, I did."
She put her right thumb in her pocket and carried everything with her left arm. She walked up the stairs and started walking down the hall.

((You know, if you wanna stop this RP, say so. There's no point in roleplaying if your character isn't going to stick around to interact. ))


"Oh," he said, watching her walk off and not willing to chase her down again. He had gone way out of his way to try and befriend her, especially after she had insulted him. He wasn't going to try if she wasn't.

((they should like...have christmas break soon or something. this is why i hate school based rp's because you always have to run off to class.i honestly love this rp.))

She whirled back around and walked back to him. Her feet were doing it by themselves, she felt like she had nothing to do with it. Then she remembered that she had something for him.
"Here."
She said, fishing around in her pocket. She held out a five dollar bill to him.

((Well, you could pretend school hasn't started yet or something. Like they're there early. Or they could end up in the same class. .w.; Remember, "yesterday" was his first day. We can use the excuse the students don't have all their classes in one day. How about Thanksgiving Vacation? They can have a couple days off from school plus the weekend. ))

Casey was looking down at his schedule when he heard her voice again. He looked up and then down at the five dollars she was holding out to him, "What? What's this for? I don't want your money." he said, not even extending a hand out to recieve it. Money was something he had, and he especially didn't want to take it from Ichigo... He looked up at her, into her eyes, waiting for the answer.

She shook it up and down.
"For driving me home instead of having me walk in the rain."
She kept shaking it until he took it. It would make her feel bad if he didn't.

((okay, how bout thanksgiving and right now is lunchxD))

((Okay, we'll skip ahead. n_n ))

Casey laughed a little, "I don't really need it..." he said, the way she was shaking it was screaming 'take it or I'll kick you' though, so slowly, he held his hand out. The bell rang to get to class and he smiled, "I'll see you later. Lunch, probably." he said, running off in another direction.

He sat through the classes he had, counting down till he could get out of there. The ones he had that morning were in no way his forte. Mercifully, time passed swiftly and it was time for lunch. He threw his stuff in his locker and looked around for Ichigo, not having known where she would be coming from, or if she would even show up to see him.

She sat in her classes and just tapped her pencil. She only got yelled at once, but she couldn't be blamed, her teachers were boring. When the bell rang for lunch, she ran to her locker and set her stuff in. She grabbed her lunch and walked to Casey's locker and while he was looking the other way, she tapped his shoulder.

Casey whirled around to see Ichigo, "Oh, hey!" he laughed, "I was just looking for you." He looked down at the food she had already acquired, "Are you going somewhere?" he asked.

She looked down the hall and laughed.
"Lunch..."
They were now alone in the hallway and she looked where everyone was walking to.

"No," he laughed, "I meant, you grabbed your food before you came and found me, I thought you might be leaving school or something." he laughed again a little.

She nodded and pretended to know what he meant. She smiled and whirled around.
"You goin' to lunch?"

He smiled, "Yeah, I was just waiting for you." He said, following after her towards the lunchroom. He went in the line and grabbed a lunch tray and got what he wanted, then went back out to Ichigo and smiled, "Do you want to sit together...?" he asked, unsure if she'd want to after the day before, "At your table, or...?"

She shrugged and stood next to him in the middle of the lunchroom.
"Whatever you feel comfortable with."

He saw an empty table, one near her friends, but far enough away not to make things awkward, "Come on." he said with a small smile. He sat at that the table, looking to her to sit with him, where she wanted.

She walked to the table and sat at the very end seat. She opened up the small brown bag and took out an unappealing banana.

He set his food the way he liked it and looked at her, "So, how is your day going?"

She smiled and peeled open the banana.
"Great! I got and "A" on a test and I get to speak in front of the whole...school."
It sounded different when she said it rather than the principal.

"Really?" he asked, "What are you going to be talking about?" he asked, taking a bite of his sandwich. Casey was a bit surprised at her announcement, but he was also worried about why she was speaking, and curious about what. Mixed emotions all around, he guessed.