Prom Week discussion

A place for people to hangout and socialize any time of the day. It's like an inside courtyard, located around the center of the locker area.

"Omg! It's Les I love you!" Aeryon squealed as she saw him before he saw her. Sitting down next to him she stretched her legs,"Is that how the freshman girl's react to you?" She asked raising an eyebrow. "Why does everyone look so tired today?" She asked curiously. Seriously, even she wasn't tired. Well maybe it was because she got used to her routine. Go to school, straight to cheerleading, dance practice, practice at home, homework,and then sleep. Then repeat for every day except the weekends when there's only dance practice. "So how's today gonig for yu?"

A smile made it's way onto Aeryon's face as he rested his head on her lap. Her hands went to his hair, which contrasted greatly against her white dress, andgently working their way through it until she slowly started massaging his scalp. "You are a very conceided person Les,"She told him with a slight smirk. "However that is a trait i can understand. For one thing we are complete hotties,"Winking at him she lt out a soft laugh. As her hands kept working on his scalp she looked down as he looked up. "Monday's are shitty days but that still doesn't effect me. I'm always up and ready,"She told him softly which was true. Her parents always expected her to be the best and had no idea the toll it was taking on her. It started ever since she was young and she would freak out at even getting second which happened only once. "I'm a lucky girl then. Not many girls are told that by The Les. And some would faint if you told them that,"She teased.

"I know I look good in the dress but thank you for the compliment,"Winking Aeryon spread her legs and pulled him slightly up so his body was between her legs and his head against her flat stomach but under her well endowed breasts. There, now she was able to massage him better," I would guess so, you're the second one I've given a massage to. Guess I am an exception today however tomorrow I expect you to look good so we can do it together,"Laughing she showed him that she was only teasing. "Even though you do look good today but not the typical Les good standards." Winking, she kissed the corner of his forehead,"Other people call you The Les I called you that to tease. I call you My Les. Simply because I want to."

((Ahhh I love him!))

A laugh escaped Aeryon as she continued massaging him and shook her head amused."Same old Les as always,"She commented, obvious on how his eyes were trained on her breasts like a dog waiting for some food. She's practically grown up besides Les. They've always been in the same classes and being in the same group there worlds often collided. Not that she minded, just the opposite in fact. Before the "incident" she had a small crush on him. But that was before she was used and thrown away like trash and when she determined most guys were just horny teenagers who just wanted to get it in. However just like her mother she was a early bloomer and can still remember the times in elementary and middle school when he would stare at her or look down her shirt or skirt. Yet even through that she always thought Les was different well to her anyways. She was well aware on how he treated other people, but that's what made him, him. "You better be in top Les condition, I need my hollaback boy,"She teased him. "So of course your are mine. I'll even leave my mark on you," Leaning down she kissed his neck and cheek with her lip gloss covered lips, making sure it would stay on for the rest of the day. Continuing her massage she giggled when it became evident he wouldn't stop staring at her breasts,"Honestly Les, you're making my breasts feel welcomed,"Winking at him she smirked. "I don't mind really if your not on top Les condition. I like you for you as cheesy as that sounds."

((O.M.G I love him!))

Aeryon smiled softly at the crack of his voice ,reminded her of when Les turned from the adorable boy who would follow her around to the hot guy he was now. Either way Les had always been around and was someone she welcomed in. Even after the whole incident, he was second only to Perry who was her best friend to be welcomed back into her life. And she was grateful that he never seemed to push for the reason why she was depressed during that time. To her Les was almost like a knight in shining armor, just someone she was completely comfortable with and could always lean on. And as he carefully took her chin on her's she couldn't help the small blush that filled her cheeks. Of course she saw the kiss coming but she couldn't incident be a bit surprised at the kiss. After the incident she never kissed any boys on the lips. As he stood up she regained her composure and got up as well. "And it will do you well to remember that I don't like to share,"She smirked and leaned into him. "The lip gloss marks you mine," She teased as she got on her tippy toes, ruffled her hair and was on her way but not without smacking his ass first as she left laughing

Alexandria often came here just to rest. She needed it during the day. And especially what happened with Damien, she was tired out. Alex wasn't sure if he was just being nice, genuine, or how he was raised. All of them had dissapointments, except the middle one. She was thinking that, lying on a bench in the commons. The kind of thinking she was doing couldn't be done in a classroom. She would talk to herself while thinking.

As she was now. Just random words coming out of her mouth.

What a girl.

(view spoiler)[Sorry if it's bad.>.< (hide spoiler)]

Roman might not have talked to Alexandria, she looked rather preoccupied, but then he realized why he should. She looked younger, maybe she was a Freshman? "Hey, I'm sorry to bother you and everything..." he paused to smile apologetically before continuing, "But I have a project for one of my classes, and I was wondering if I might be able to interview you. Do you mind? You're a Freshman, maybe?" he asked in a polite way, not wanting to offend her.

Down the halls and over to the his locker Luc strolled through the commons. Walking with all the confidence in the world he did, with a deviously charming smile to match it. Well, that's how it usually was with him, but now he looked a slightly more dazed. Still completely sparkly charming, mind you, but slightly preoccupied never the less. It wasn't very obvious though, you would have to look closely to see it, like a small detail out of place. Likewise, there were small telltale signs of the such. First of, there was a single rogue strand of hair that was doing it's own thing. Then the corner of his collar was just ever so vaguely crunched. Finally, of course, there was a smudge on the cuff of his left sleeve. To anyone who really knew Luc, the signs were as obvious as night was to day. For others, perhaps it wasn't so plain to see. Opening his locker Luc didn't even check himself in the mirror, his mind was not focused on the scene around him but rather on other matters.

♕ⓡⓞⓢⓔ wrote: "Roman might not have talked to Alexandria, she looked rather preoccupied, but then he realized why he should. She looked younger, maybe she was a Freshman? "Hey, I'm sorry to bother you and everyth..."

Alex was snapped out of her reverie, or what felt like one, to someone standing over her. It was unwelcome but pleasant surprise to be asked for something.Except the freshman part. "You certainly may interview me. Alex replied in a cheery tone."But I'm not a freshman sadly.I'm a sophomore." she added with a shrug. "Would it matter?" Her purple eyes continued to stare at him as she began to sit up.

And she promptly fell off the bench,as fate would have it.

Roman sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It does actua-" his eyes widened, and he reached out to catch her. Of course he failed--he hadn't been expecting that at all, not to mention she was closer to the ground than he was, even his reflexes weren't that fast. "Are you okay?" he asked, eyes widening.

A smile surved around Damien's face when he finally got back to school Everything's been just so restfulness for no good reason. Slowly he found himself in the commons and sat down as he leaned back, closing his eyes he sighed.Opening his eyes he checked his watch, wondering where the hell Henry was. He was so damn hungry and his brother was just taking his sweet time.

Lucious put his stuff, then made his way into the common area. Fresh air was what he needed, a dose of spring. Luc just hasn't quite been able to focus himself the whole day, troubled thoughts coursing through his mind. Mostly about his parents, he had talked with them last night, and the end result had been that they were visiting. No one here knew about Lucious's problems with his family, none but a select few, everyone else just assumed it was perfect. Most of the day had been spent trying to appear as if nothing was wrong, and exceept for those who knew Luc really well, the difference in his charaacter would go unnoticed to the eyes of his peers.

For a moment his attention slipped, as dreaded thoughts flooded Luc's mind. It was something that Luc would never be able to live down, him, who known for being ever so graceful. To put it simply, Luc slipped. Not only that, but he slipped and landed on the unfourtunate bystander known as Damien.

"I swear Henry you better have a good explanation for being on top of me,"Damien growled as he opened his eyes but instead of being met with the replica of himself he saw Luc. Gaping at him he didn't know what to do until a frown marred his face. "Everything alright man?" He asked as one word ran through his head. Awkward.... Not only did he felt to awkward and to surprised to move but he didn't exactly want to dump the boy on the ground.

The first thought that rang through Luc's mind was quite simple. Woah. Being that the first thing he saw were the startling attractive eyes Damien, which were a enchanting shade of blue-green that made you just want to stare into them...

"Sorry!" Lucious yelped after a moment of realization, quickly getting up off the guy and adverting his gaze from those ever-so-distracting-not-to-mention-beautiful-eyes. It was a rare moment indeed, when every single one of Lucious's well designed covers were gone, completely and utterly gone. Luc had already been a bit lacking as he was walking through the commons, but tripping and then finding yourself staring at those gorgeous eyes. Yep, they were in shambles, and it would take a few moments for him to rebuild his barriers.

Usually, on most given days, you would find Luc to be a fearsome character. One who walks through the halls as if the world was at his feet, the grace of the angels above and the charm of the devil were at his disposale. Lucious was seemingly untouchable in all his sparkly glory. Now though, what stood before Damien was a person of entirely different character. This look was far more real and quite less awe-inspiring.

"I'm fine and sorry... for landing on you." Luc apolagized, and without the mischevious charm his voice was considerably 'adorable' in a almost soft-spoken sweet way. His posture had weakened and his stance was less strong, it was not the Lucious one so everyday. Luc quickly went to pick up something he dropped before Damien could see him blushing. God, why couldn't it be someone ugly? No, it just had to be some increadibly hot dude! It was embarrasing on so many different levels, even the Luc people didn't see wasn't this awkward.

( Sorry... n_n )

((No problem))
Damien stared for a few seconds before a smile slid on his face. "No it's fine. It's not like I was doing anything important anyways. Lucious right?" He asked cocking his head, his sweet southern accent flowing like honey in his words. "Actually I'm just waiting for my brother and if anything I should be apologizing. Henry's taking forever and my temper is running a little high today. Especially since it's so hot and I just had practice." Standing up he gestured for him to sit down. "Sit down if you'd like, I have to change my shirt but if you'd like I would like buy you something to eat. As an apology for snapping at you,"Smiling one last time he lifted off his shirt, revealing his nicely toned six pack. "And if my nana catches wind of my being so rude she'll have my head besides I have nothing else to do." He told him as he rummaged through his bag but when he saw him pick some stuff up. He abandoned the search for a clean shirt and went to help him.

"You can call me Luc." He spoke just a tiny bit too quickly. To make matters worse, now that guy had an accent, it was all so very tragically horrible. Yep, you're hot alright. Luc though in his head, but instead said outloud,"Yeah, the weather sure is hot today, and sorry about the shirt." If he could, he would have slapped himself for apologizing again.

Why did the guy have to be such a gentleman, have an gorgous accent, and to top it all of, a perfect six pack. It was a triple threat, and Lucious wasn't sure he could handle it. "Oh, you don't have to buy me anything, I already caused you enough trouble for one day." Luc looked up for a moment and made a friendly smile, then quickly turned his attention back to the ground. Don't blush!.

Luc's heart almost stopped for a moment when Damien helped him, they were so close once more. Don't let him affect you, you are stronger then this. This prince charming is nothing! He scorned himself, wondering how much of an idiot he looked like. Now the rumars would spread, in less then an hour everyone would know that Luc had been crawling on the ground clumsily.

"Thank you." Luc said as he got all his things and stood up, you could practically see all his anxiety on his face, while in his head he hurried to rebuild his barriers. "...what was your name again?" Great, the guy knew his name and then Luc wasn't even sure if he had any classes with the dude, let alone recall his name. Facepalm, facepalm, facepalm!

(view spoiler)[ It would be so much worse for Luc if Henry came around the corner xD (hide spoiler)]

♕ⓡⓞⓢⓔ wrote: "Roman sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It does actua-" his eyes widened, and he reached out to catch her. Of course he failed--he hadn't been expecting that at all, not to mention she was ..."

With a puff of air, Alexandria cleared the hair from her face. She was a bit bruised, but otherwise fine. " Whatever it is, i'll answear though." Pinching the brige on her nose with her purple eyes shrunced Alex added ."I'm fine,but I don't think I could get up." She did hurt her legs on the way down. Smooth.

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(( @Jay: The horror. O.O ...hmm... should we? >_> ))

"Luc, nice. But I must say I do prefer Lucious. It sounds nice on the tongue," Damien chuckled and gave him a teasing smile. "And don't worry about the shirt, I'm usually getting dirty anyways with soccer and all. Besides with this weather I could use a looser shirt." Smiling charmingly he handed him the stuff he picked up before offering him a hand to get up.

"You've been no trouble at ll. Obviously you don't know my brother Henry. He's like a magnet, always attracting trouble whenever he goes." He shook his head and smiled at the thought of his brother. "Besides with someone as hyperactive as him you get used to things and people falling on you. Which is why I assumed you were Henry at first. Sorry again for that." Clasping his hand in his, he finally pulled him up and tugged him back to the place he had been sitting.

Rummaging through his backpack again he finally found the clean white shirt he had been looking for. Putting it on he smiled and ran a hand through his hair,"Lucious. Really stop worrying about it and just let me help you out. What harm will it do? Unless you don't want my help,"He raised an eyebrow. "If that's the case then it's fine. really, no need to spare my feelings. I'll live,"He joked.

Damien noticed how embarrassed he was to ask for his name so he couldn't help the laughter that came out. "Lucious calm down, it's fine to ask for my name. It's Damien, no need to be so nervous. Alright?"

"Here." Roman held his hand out, biting his lip. He wanted to apologize, but he didn't know if that had been his fault or not. She just seemed a bit uncoordinated, that was something she got at birth--not by talking to him. He glanced at the other people in the commons, noticing Damien and Luc. Oh. He wasn't aware they were friends?

"Whichever you prefer, people call me both." Lucious gave him a friendly shrug, trying to not pay attention to how his smile looked. Which was gorg- nope, you got more class then that Luc. He quickly told himself. "Soccer? That's cool, though I'm not particularly athletic in that area." Lucious vowed to not be so easily woed, he didn't even know the guy! That and he was likely straight, meaning that he was off limits. It was just hand contact, it was nothing and meant nothing

"I don't know about your brother, but I for one don't make a habit of falling on people." Luc laughed lightly as Damien helped him up. "I guess I just had stuff on my mind." All of this from.a single phone call with hos father, Luc would need to seriously watch himself more, he had a reputation to keep up. Silently Lucious wandered what exactly Damien knew about him other then his name. From what he could recall, Damien had a brother, a twin brother maybe? Great, more guys to distract me.

The guy was being so nice, and Luc felt rude not allowing him to felt. Rude? Ha! Since when did he start caring about things like that? Apparently sometime in the last five minutes. "I guess, perhaps a little help wouldn't hurt." Lucious smiled at the offer, then continued on teasingly,"But don't you be getting the idea that I am helpless in your head!" Ugh.

"Ah, Damien, that's right." Luc almost exclaimed but the quickly quieted himself. "It was on the tip of my toungue, I swear." Nervous? Sheesh, you don't know the half of it. Thankfully Lucious was able to retain himself just a bit, at least enough not to look like a blubbering idiot anymore. At the moment though Luc was quite unsure of himself, unsure whether to trust this guy, unsure whether he should put up the barrier all the way up or not. It was a rare occasion where he was not quite sure how to act.

Out of the corner of his eye Luc felt the glances of his peers. He silently cursed himself, wandering what they were thinking. Gosh, why did he even care? Because you have too, because it's the only way to survive. Luc reminded himself bitterly.

Damien nodded, concentrating on getting his stuff so he offered a nod here and there. A couple of words too, he was listening however. "You know if you insist on me not getting you dinner then at least help me out on something, will ya?" He asked, looking straight at him with a perfectly charming smile and heart warming blue eyes. "I mean after all you did fall on me,"He teased him. "Anyways I'm in the advanced art class and for a project I need some portraits. And if you're not to busy I would like to draw you, if that's fine with you? We can go up to the studio now if you agree..." He trailed offer, allowing him to answer.

"You know a little help never hurts,"He told him in reply to Lucious on help. "Don't worry I won't think your useless. I mean you did manage to fall on me all on your own. Now that is a talent all on your own."

((Sorry for the crappy post I didn't know what to write))

Most guys at the school were merely all looks and, well, nothing else. And while looks were great and all- really though, who didn't want to gaze their eyes on a gorgeous jock?-It didn't quite make for a good relationship, let alone a lasting romance. Most people may simply see him as another popular, one who dates for the sake of dating and tosses people aside when they are bored, but that wasn't Luc. In fact, Luc had never even dated before, let alone kissed another guy (or girl for that matter). The thing is, he was wary of falling in love, and he didn't want a relationship built off of a drama and lies. Nope, what Lucious yearned for was a story book relationship, one that was filled with sweet romance. Unfortunately, that was highly unreal, and even more so for someone in Luc's particular place. There were only so many gay or bi people in Salem.

Damien on the other hand, he had personality. Luc could tell that he was extremely friendly and polite, not a muscle headed jock. His voice, you could listen to it for hours and not get bored with it. Those eyes were like a piece of art themselves- Wait! Did he just offer to do a portrait of me Quickly he straightened himself ever so slightly, hoping that Damien hadn't noticed that he himself hadn't quite been listening and was instead distracted by Damien's 'features'. For a project, mind you, and Luc reminded himself that it meant nothing at all what he would have hoped it did. Calm yourself, you are acting like a school girl. Stay level headed and cool. "No, I'm not busy at the moment at all. I'd be perfectly fine with it; it's only a project after all." Lucious made sure to not sound excited about it, it was just a portrait.

A little help never hurts, eh? It was true; Lucious did have a tendency to avoid any sort of assistance from others. The question though was why? Was it because he felt he had something to prove, to his parents, his peers, himself? Or was it a lack of security, of trust in those around him. Partially, it was all partly true. Luc’s life wasn’t all sunshine and daisies like everyone thought. Damien was just so kind though, it was difficult to not accept his offer, and the least Luc himself could do was help.

A talent for falling on hot guys, sounded good to Luc, though it probably had its downsides. “Let’s hope not, you might be in danger of injury if I keep falling on you.” Luc joked in return.

Damien let the smile spread through his lips when Lucious agreed. "Great, come on just let me get my stuff." Bending down he picked up his backpack and swung it around his back. "I won't be in danger. If it's truly your talent then I'll learn how to catch you and you don't seem that heavy so we'll be fine,"He joked back as he walked up the steps towards the art room. "Anyways thank for the help." Putting down his bag he got a chair and placed it and gestured for Lucious to sit. "Nice bone structure,"He muttered as he observed him, getting in his zone to draw.

♕ⓡⓞⓢⓔ wrote: ""Here." Roman held his hand out, biting his lip. He wanted to apologize, but he didn't know if that had been his fault or not. She just seemed a bit uncoordinated, that was something she got at bir..."

Reluctantly, Alex took his hand. She had a bit of a hard time accepting help, but sat up again regardless. The only things different from the moment before was that her hair was in a bit of disarray, the aformentioned bruises, and her being a bit more flustered. When he turned his head, she did also. And Alex's heart skipped a beat.

And who would it be but Damien, the boy who charmed her in the art studio.

So many things were flying through her.She wanted to call out to him and leave him alone at the same time. The purple eyed girl went with the latter.

You know, Lucious had to admit he enjoyed Damien's smile. It was just a different sort of smile, one that meant something else. It was sincere, friendly, and with no strings attached. Luc nodded as they got up to leave the commons, which was a good thing if he recalled what happened five minutes ago. Let the rumors start though, Luc would just have to deal with them later, it was nothing to big. With those big strong arms of yours, I'm sure you'd have no problems catching me. Luc let out a silent sigh in his mind. "How do you want me to pose?" Lucious asked as he sat down, since Damien was the artist here. Though Luc had heard the little comment, he acted as if he didn't. Anyone could tell that nothing was ever gonna happen. So why did I come? But he already knew the answer. Oh yeah, you're a hopeless romantic.

(( To the studio? ))

((Yup))

@ Emily

Upon glancing back at her, Roman followed her gaze. Oh. He smiled to himself, taking a step back and dropping her hand. He recognized that look--she must like Damien? That was her business, he wasn't about to meddle. "Have fun." he said, unable to keep the knowing smile out of his own voice. "Talk to you later or something." he called over his shoulder, not wanting to be rude.

♕ⓡⓞⓢⓔ wrote: "@ Emily

Upon glancing back at her, Roman followed her gaze. Oh. He smiled to himself, taking a step back and dropping her hand. He recognized that look--she must like Damien? That was her busines..."

Alex continued to stare, until she felt his hand drop away. Then her head turned to see him leave. They barely knew each other, but why did she have a pinching feeling? Why did she feel sad? You know Damien was just being nice, she thought,though it felt like someone was speaking to her. You may have not known before, but you have to know those feelings were false before. You seem to like this boy..

So ask for his name.

"Wait!" Alex called out, jumping out of her seat too. "I didn't catch you're name!"

Roman turned back around, quite a bit startled. He almost answered, but then he decided to mess with her head a little bit instead. If she didn't know him already--it would be a revelation when she figured it out. "I'm sure if you try hard enough you'll find the answers you're looking for eventually." he replied, smiling as he walked away.

((First time it didn't save.>.<))

Almost bashfully, Alex sat back down. The one and only thought on her mind was: What.The.Heck. did that mean? Everything someone says means something of course, but this might take some time. It was confusing. Alexandria whipped out her phone, checked the time, and realized her next class was in 5 minutes and far away. Sighing, she got up and left. Two things she was distraught about. One, she wish she could've spent more time in his company,and two was the fact that she didn't get a number at all.

Oh, the Bummer that is.

Seraphina walked into the commons area of the school, needing a minute to catch her breath. The second she arrived in school, this never-ending group of girls surrounded her and started asking her if there was anything she wanted them to do for her. Okay so it was more like three or four girls who were probably freshmen by the looks of it, but even that was way too much human interaction for her seeing how she was completely sober in all aspects. She wasn't sure what they wanted, or why they were talking to her, but after she nearly bit the head off of one of them, they ran off with their tails between their legs. The last thing she needed was a gaggle of girls following her around like lost puppies. Yeah, no thank you. Moreover, it didn't even make sense why they followed her around, seeing how she wasn't role model material at all. Closing her eyes, Sera took a seat on a bench and prayed for this day to be over already.

Taylor came into the commons, riding her skateboard. The sound of the wheels against the floor giving away that it was in fact Taylor or perhaps that other girl Ash in the room, and there was no doubt to who it could be as there were very few girls who rode skateboards to school. Though Taylor was known for riding it in the halls more often than anyone else. Placing pressure on the back of her board, she came to a halt as her board flipped vertically upwards so she could catch it with her hand. Placing her board beside her as she sat against the wall, taking a break as a she scrolled through her iPod classic which she had pulled out from her vest.

Seraphina opened an eye when she heard someone ride in the commons. Just one eye, keeping the other closed because she was trying to get a little break, but that was impossible in a school like Salem, wasn't it? Spotting Taylor, she opened the other eye as well and raised a brow. What was she doing there? Well, it wasn't like Sera owned the place so Taylor was free to be there if she wanted to be, just as long as she didn't make too much noise. She watched the girl with some interest, wondering what it was like riding a skateboard since she's never been on one. She didn't really have the attention span to learn either. However, Sera was already curios, so she got up from the bench and walked over. "Yo," she said as she approached Taylor. "Nice board."

Taylor didn't hear Seraphina approach her as Crying, Waiting, Hoping by The Beatles played loudly in her ears, she hummed along to the music, Crying, crying, waiting, waiting/ Hoping, hoping you'll come back/ You're the one I love/ I think about you all the time. As that stanza finished she opened her eyes to see the other girl looming over her, though her eyes were on Taylor's customized board. It was the one she had gotten as a present from her parents a few years back with her name as the design and bright turquoise wheels. Taylor pulled out her buds and looked up with a smile. "Sick, isn't it?"

Normally Seraphina acted like she was too good to hang out with most people in Salem High, but there was no one around so it wouldn't be a bad thing if she acted like some ordinary girl for a change. Plus, this girl wasn't annoying her, so there was no harm in letting her guard down a little, yeah? A smile tilted her lips as she nodded her head. "Uh yeah it is," she drawled, "where'd you get it?" Fidgeting a bit, Sera was a little hesitant in showing too much interest in this simple girl and her skateboard, Sera glanced around as if to make sure no one else was around before returning her attention to Taylor.

((Unless you want to wait till Sunday, you can end it. xP ))

"I think it was some online company. Custom Boards or something. My parents got it for me." Taylor said, explaining why she wasn't completely positive about where she got her board. "You interested in skating?" She asked, wondering if the girl was actually interested in skating or was simply just curious about the board. Either way, it wouldn't have mattered to Taylor. Though of course she would be psyched is Sera was interested in learning. Taylor loved helping people with skating.

(For you, Sadiya, I don't mind waiting at all! xD)

Seraphina figured it would be some online sight, but she didn't skate so she wasn't sure in general where one would get a skateboard. "Ah I see," she mumbled, once again looking around to make sure no one was around before looking back to Taylor. "Oh me? Skating? I feel like I would fail at that miserably," she snorted. Though, she took a moment to think about it. Skating would be interesting, and it looked like fun, at least it looked like fun when she saw Taylor skating around the school. Plus, it would be a way to waste some time without having to go to a party or to go home. "Although, not gonna lie, I'm pretty interested in it. I'm gonna need a good teacher." Grinning at Taylor, she chuckled softly, "Know where I can find one?"