Fantasy RP discussion

Laya sat in class, bored.

((Can Carlin and Laya be friends?))

((Sure!))

((Coolio!))

Carlin poked her friend and passed her a note.

She took the note and opened it.

Carlin shrugged. "It's from (insert a name)."

She raised an eyebrow then rolled her eyes. She balled it up and threw it at ______'s head. "Some stupid adolescent note."

"Figures," Carlin shrugged. "Just ignore it."

She grinned. "You know as well as I that I can't do that."

Carlin shook her head. "Poor kid, he has no idea what he's gotten himself into."

She chuckled. "No, no he hasn't."

"You should let it go."

"You know as well as I that I can't do that." She said again, already planning her comeback.

"What did it say?" she queried.

"'Creepy Quiet Emo Girl. Do us a favor and leave town.'" She quoted. "His mistake was thinking I was quiet and going to listen to his note. I mean, it's not getting to me, but one of these days it'll get to someone."

"Emo?" Carlin asked. "Since when have you been emo?"

She shrugged. "I'm not sure. I'll have to thank him on that interesting bit of information."

She gave Laya a patronizing look. "If you start cutting yourself..."

She rolled her eyes. "Must I remind you I'm afraid of sharp objects?"

((Emos don't necessarily cut. I would know. I am an emo/goth. I don't cut. No emo I know cuts. We don't like pain.))

((Most of the emos I know cut themselves, but I really don't know that many.))

"I know," Carlin said, "I'm just warning you."

"And I also didn't realize I was emo until a few seconds ago." She reminded her.

"Right," Carlin said.

The bell rang and she got up and walked over to the boy. "Thank you for informing me that I was emo. Though it must have taken you quite a while to figure out the girl part, huh? I'm surprised you laced that many words together. Bravo." She clapped briefly. "And as for moving out of town, I will. When I get accepted into a good college and be a successful woman while you're stuck here working at McDonald's and only having a simple note in middle school as your accomplishment. Toodle-oo!" She waved her fingers at him and turned and left.

Carlin laughed. "Nice."

"I would have done more, but a teacher was watching." She grinned.

She shrugged. "I expect that that was just the beginning."

She grinned. "You know me very well."

Carlin laughed. "I'd hope so!"

She laughed.

"We have known each other since..." She paused to think back. "Kindergarten."

Laya nodded. "Yes. Fighting over a napping space, if I remember correctly."

"And snacks..."

She laughed. "Yes."

"And everything..." she laughed.

"Yeah!" She nodded. "I think we eventually agreed to disagree... Then we found out our parents were friends."

"That was weird," Carlin admitted. "And a strange coincidence (sp?)."

((I think you spelled it right))

Laya nodded. "Yeah. I think they somehow did it on purpose."

((kewl))

"True. I've never really given it much thought."

"I've always given it thought."

Carlin shrugged. "We're going to be late for class, I hope you know."

"Where do you plan on going?" She took the last step into class. "We've been on our way this entire time."

She laughed. "I don't know."

"You should pay more attention to your surroundings." She grinned.

"As long as I've got you to help me, I'm good!"

She laughed.

Carlin sat down and pulled out her assignment with a sigh.

She sat by Carlin and pulled out her paper.

"I hate this class," Carlin confided.

"I love this class," Laya responded.

Carlin laughed. "Figures."