[[ Okay, time to get my RP gears grinding again. This second or third period currently? ]]

((Yea I'm gonna go with 3rd))

[[ Very well. I have to sleep, but when I get up in the morning or when I get home from school I will post. Finals tomorrow. x.x ]]

((Alright. Well good luck with your finals!))

Lorrina walked out of her dorm room a short while later carrying her violin and her music books. "Okay time for my third period," she told herself out loud. Due to Lorrina's newly discovered, poor sense of direction, she had grabbed a map of the campus from her room. She now followed the map and was able to find the music classroom. Lorrina walked over to the back of the classroom and sat at a desk next to the window. She placed her violin case and books on her desk and looked around. No students or teachers had arrived yet. Lorrina sighed, she was early for class.

((By the way, has anyone made a music teacher yet? if not I could create one if you like.))

{~Yeah, the art teacher is the night music teacher.~}

Originally Posted by MintyRey

[For people who are lost or thereabouts, I finally put up a summary in the OOC...sort of :sweat: I'll update it from time to time and I'll be keeping the amount of pages at around eight only. I'll be deleting the older page summaries when a new one pops up :)]

When the bell finally rang, Spica stretched before handing in his work. He only got about 3/4ths of the work done, mainly because he was distracted by Akira but he didn't sweat it. It felt like Computer Class lasted longer than it should have today. He was about to turn off his computer when he remembered he wanted to show the angel the anonymous poem. "Akira, do you know anybody who sent this?" he asked, bringing up the document before moving his bag so some of his classmates in his row could pass.

Akira blinked, and she shook her head. "No, I don't...... But it is a nice poem though..... Hey Spica? Where exactly do you want to meet up tonight?" she asked, looking over to him. She blushed slightly, embarrassed that she had forgotten, but she was still excited that she was going to spend some time with Spica.

Originally Posted by ~Spirit_of_a_Fire_Fox~

Lenore blushed slightly and apologized in return about their hands bumping into each other. "Thanks." she said, taking the popcorn he offered for her to get first. 'Oops..' she thought to herself. She bit on her lower lip and continued to watch the movie. She started to pout when Allie is forced to move away from Noah without any warning. "If I start to cry, I'm sorry." she told him with a laugh. "Movies like this make me cry." she added, almost apologetically.
((Makes it cute. ^^))

Emrys laughed softly at Lenore when she admitted to tearing up with movies like this. He ran his fingers through his hair as he looked at her, noticing the slight pout on her face. "It's fine to cry. I think that's the point of these movies. To make the women cry and the men sitting next to them to offer a shoulder to wipe their tears on," he replied. "I tend to groan at certain parts. Like here... If I was Noah, I would have kidnapped her and never looked back."

it didnt take long for Ridis to look around, pinpoint her location, and head for her next class, gym, where she had been heading to in the first place. seeing as how she was already warmed up, and dressed for gym, she merely continued to run around the gym to keep her blood flowing until the rest of the class filtered into the gym

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Corriaas was happy. it had looked like the poem had gone over well with the two lovers. and now he was heading for his third period, cooking. it was enjoyable for him to cook, as it allowed him to express himself in ways that he normally cant. "i wish i could b ein music... its too bad" he sighs as he strodes in, grabbing an appron, before finding a stove thats partially isolated from the rest of them.

Anniebelle heads downstairs after closing herself off from the world for such a long time. Bringing her studies and sketch book with her. Deciding to study on a bench in the courtyard, seeing that the temperature was comfortable and it was somewhat cloudy.

Akira blinked, and she shook her head. "No, I don't...... But it is a nice poem though..... Hey Spica? Where exactly do you want to meet up tonight?" she asked, looking over to him. She blushed slightly, embarrassed that she had forgotten, but she was still excited that she was going to spend some time with Spica.

"How about..." Spica began, trying to think of where they should meet up while he picked up his bag and walked into the hallway with her. "Outside the library? There's a stairwell near there that leads to the roof." He had a smile on his face as he divulged what he felt was his little secret, although it was clearly marked on the map. Still, he had never seen anyone else use it. Mostly because he passed by it at odd times. Then a realization knocked away the grin he had. "Oh wait...you're an angel, right?" he said, rather embarrassed with himself. "You could probably just fly up to the roof, huh? Guess we could just meet up there already." He looked out the hallway windows and down at the students moving about outside. Spica noticed a few were sitting around in groups or being by themselves, painting, drawing, lying down, sitting up. Some had headphones on, watching the skies, while others were diligently studying. He then remembered that he didn't do his History class homework yet. In an attempt to avoid the thought, he returned his attention to Akira and added, "What time would you like to meet up?"

[Took me a while to find the post where Spica asked Akira about the roof tops :sweat:]

Akira blushed. "Don't worry about it, I only fly in emergencies... or when I'm late," she said, laughing a little. "Hmmm..... How about.... 8?" she asked, looking up at Spica. Even though it wasn't officially a date, she was still excited to hang out with Spica..... But what would he think if the "date" went until midnight.. or past that.... What would he think of her? It scared her to think that he might reject her like everyone else did..... or run away in terror.... or never speak to her again...... The endless scenarios, possibilites and end results raged through her mind like wildfire, and each one scared her even more than the last.

"Eight it is." he said excitedly. He couldn't wait for their night out. It would be tonight that he would ask her officially. Spica couldn't stop thinking about the different romantic scenarios that could happen while he asked her. But a slight change in Akira's expression caught his notice. "Hm? What's wrong? You look worried about something."

Akira blinked. "Who me? Oh... Welll....." She sighed softly, looking slighty worried. Should she tell him? Well... It was better than him finding out..... but the words didn't seem to form, nor did they want to come out.

Xanthe' turned to Dante. "You've been rather quiet. Is it that hard to think about yourself?" She heard the bell. "Ohh.~" She pulled her schedule out. "What is my next class?..." She looked at her schedule. "Oh, i don't change rooms. I have Furiiki again.~" She smiled to Dante. "What about you?"

{~Kurobizzle?~}

Mister Kiagxi walked in a few minutes late for third period and much to his chagrin, remembered that it was his third period. There was a total of about six students this period due to awkward scheduling practices and as such he had gotten to know all of them pretty well. As he stood up at the front and counted heads, he noticed a seventh in the back, a new student for his third period. He marked everyone as present on his attendance sheet with his good hand and leaned on the overhead cart-thingy, directing his attention to the new student. "Hello!" He said in a voice that would command attention, brushing his hair to the side. He had had his wound fixed during the passing period and as such was feeling much, much better now. He gestured toward the student in the back, palm up, beckoning to the front. "Come on now, don't be shy, introduce yourself to us." The words rolled out of his mouth naturally, as if it was expected for everyone to know what to do in terms of introducing themselves to the class.

Originally Posted by The Liztress

Emrys laughed softly at Lenore when she admitted to tearing up with movies like this. He ran his fingers through his hair as he looked at her, noticing the slight pout on her face. "It's fine to cry. I think that's the point of these movies. To make the women cry and the men sitting next to them to offer a shoulder to wipe their tears on," he replied. "I tend to groan at certain parts. Like here... If I was Noah, I would have kidnapped her and never looked back."

Lenore smiled and sniffled slightly. "Yea but it's not fair when they do it so easily..." she replied, reaching up and playing with a strand of her hair that was hanging over her shoulder. She was trying hard to not cry, that is until it came to the part where the movie started putting together the fact that the old people were Noah and Allie.

Emrys heard the sound of whimpering and he glanced at Lenore to see how crying. Looking around, he spotted a tissue box on the table in front of them. Grabbing a tissue, he handed it to her. "I admit..." He replied after she wiped the tears away. "I got misty eyed at this part too."

Lenore accepted the tissue with a 'Thank you' and dried her eyes. "It's just so sweet that he's trying to get her to remember their story by reading it like it was someone else." she replied with a smile. She reached to the popcorn again, tissue in one hand, and eyes locked on the movie as she did so.

"He does have a lot of patience as well." Emrys replied, turning his attention back to the movie. He slid his hand into the bowl of popcorn and took a few pieces out. Munching on them, he glanced back over to Lenore to see if she needed another tissue. [i]I thought my sister was bad about weeping during these movies, [i/]he thought to himself with a smile.

Lenore batted the tissue at her eyes every once in a while as the movie got closer to the end. She reached into the bowl and her hand brushed against his. "Oh sorry." she said softly, pulling her hand back slowly with a few pieces of popcorn.

Akira blinked. "Who me? Oh... Welll....." She sighed softly, looking slighty worried. Should she tell him? Well... It was better than him finding out..... but the words didn't seem to form, nor did they want to come out.

Spica wondered if he had just made things worse by asking. He suddenly felt he might be putting her in the spotlight and quickly tried to take back his words. "It's alright if you don't want to say anything. It's probably some girl thing. Er..I shouldn't have asked in the fist place."

"I can't beleive we have to change schools like this...least it seems we won't have any trouble with concealing ourselves...that's a nice thing..." Michael said as he and Orion walked through the invisible ward and onto the campus proper. at six four and heavily built, Michael was a football star, at least in his mind. he ran a hand through his troublesome blond hair and shifted the backpack onto his shoulder. "What do you think about this whole thing Orion?" he asked glancing to his best friend and confidant.

"Well like you said, we don't have to worry about who we are anymore," Orion replied, smiling. "I'm looking forward to it. not having to worry about being found out by humans or having to constantly worry about going for a flight, it'll feel good to stretch my wings once in a while." Orion smiled and shifted his backpack before fully doing what he said, and shook out two massive wings, each over ten feet and folded them loosely. His brown hair fell into his face today but he didn't seem to mind. he wasn't as tall or as big as Michael, he was a runner and was fairly good at it. "Why don't you relax a bit?" he asked his friend putting a comforting hand on his shoulder.

Originally Posted by ~Spirit_of_a_Fire_Fox~

Lenore batted the tissue at her eyes every once in a while as the movie got closer to the end. She reached into the bowl and her hand brushed against his. "Oh sorry." she said softly, pulling her hand back slowly with a few pieces of popcorn.

"It's ok." Emrys replied, moving his hand away. "I hope you don't think that I am intentionally trying to feel your hand. Though... Your skin is nice and soft." He blushed slightly as soon as he had made that comment. The movie was at the last few moments before the credits rolled and he offered her another tissue.

Raeland felt all the breath leave his body. Mr. Kiagxi had called him to the front??? His blush came back in full swing as he staggered up to the front of the class, sketchbook in tow. 'Great. Called out. Oh shit, everyone's looking at me...Stay calm...' Raeland thought panicked. He ran his fingers through his red hair and said as smoothly as anxiety would allow, "Hi. My name's Raeland Hyll. Nice to meet you..." Then hoping his introduction was satisfactory he went to sit back down, clutching his sketchbook so tightly his knuckles were white.