More RPG! discussion

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((YAY! Lol))

((ERGH I don't know how to start))

Izobel fidget all through her Spanish class. In science open flames would be needed and she wasnt sure how she would control herself, if something happened.

Xavier sat in the back of his room, watching as Izobel fidgited infront of him. He sighed, rolling the pencil across his desk in bordem, his hands close by incase someone was watching.

Antheia drummed her fingers on her desk, glancing at the clock every few seconds or so. She loved being outside, and hated sitting still for so long in class. She sighed impatiently, blowing a strand of hair out of her face.

Cam sat in her advanced calculs classes, just waiting for the bell to ring. Only two more classes then I won't have to open doors. she thought.

((Lol))

Move faster! Antheia yelled at the clock mentally. Come on! Finally, after two long minutes that felt like two hours, the bell rang, making everyone jump. She jumped up and almost ran out the door, eager to get out of the stuffy classroom.

Ian wandered through the hallways as the bell rang. He'd ditched class, just because he decided it was too nice a day to stay inside for so long. Maybe he'd go to his next class, but maybe not.

Antheia glanced behind her at the clock in the hallway. Ten minutes. She smiled and turned, but she wasn't watching where she was going...

"Hey, Ian!" someone yelled. He turned around, walking backwards.
"What?"
"Did you see that thing last night?" his friend asked.
"Yeah, it was awesome! Hey, I gotta go, I'll-" He turned around, not looking where he was going, and crashed straight into someone.

Antheia smacked into some random guy walking in the hallway. ACK!
"Sorry!" she said quickly. "Sorry!" She blushed.

"Uh, it's cool," Ian said. He glanced over her. She was kind of cute, he thought. "Hey, do I know you?"
"Uh, I don't think so," she said.
"Oh." He frowned. "Well then, I'm Ian."
"Antheia."

((Where do I come in???))

((However you want- walk up, punch them, attack them with a lacrosse stick, anything! XD))

((Lolz. Lacrosse stick????))

((True RP genius, Nightshade. A lacrosse stick...))

"If you don't mind me saying, you're cloggin' up the hallway." Trin stuck her head in between two kids. She paused, focusing on Ian. "You. You're in my English class. The class I just came from. You weren't in that class. Why not? You skipped, didn't you?!"

Kira heard the argument and walked up. "So what if he did? What's it to you?" she asked Trin.

((I have a lacrosse stick! Just came back from two games :D ))

Xavier, who had just come out of Spanish, stopped, watching.

Cam, who had her head stuck in a book, bumbed into Kira and phased her hand through Kira's body to catch her book.

Xavier was quickly by her side, pulling her back. "Sorry, my sister's a bit of a clutz."

Izobel walked slowly towards science. She was not looking foreward to this. She could make herself sick, but her mother would just freak out. Or she could skip, but she would end up getting grounded. Crap.

Cam walked backwards into Izobel from Xavier's pull. "Sorry!" Cam squeeked, already freaked out.

"Whatever," was all Kira said.

Xavier looked at them all, suprised they hadn't noticed Callie's hand. "Yeah. So, what's with all the yelling?"

Trin made a face at Cam, then turned back to Kira. "If he skipped, he's wasting everyone's time. His time, the teacher's time, my time, your time, and soon to be the principles time." She began walking towards the office.

Cam looked at her apologetic.

"I really don't get how that would be wasting everyone's time. It's not going to hurt anyone."

"Except himself," he pointed out.

"Because," Trin said, rolling her eyes. "Some kids are here to learn. When people skip class, if and when they get caught, the teachers have to waste time to set them straight." Trin had no idea why she was arguing; it wasn't like she was there to learn. Heck, no. She hated school. But she had just gotten a 'C' on her Biology exam, and she had to take it out on something.

"That's true, but most teachers take the said student away seperatly," Cam. pointed out, joining them

Trin crossed her arms. A challange. How interesting. "Alright, look at it this way: some idiot starts being an idiot in the middle of band. The teacher then has to talk to the kid there, or call the principle, either way wasting time. If kids didn't do that, we could get more done every school day, and maybe ever end earlier."

Cam grinned. "If the idiot is really an idiot, then wouldn't they just started being an idiot in the begginng of class, before they would have started any work. And idiots are only idiots for a ceratin reason."

Trin grinned. "Now you get it. So maybe we should just eliminate all idiots?"

Cam laughed. "Either that or eliminate the reason idiots are idiots."

Trin thought. "Why do you think idiots are idiots? I think most idiots aren't real idiots. They just get grouped in with the other true idiots, thus making then feel like idiots. And when you feel like an idiot, it must be hard not to be an idiot."

"Most people would say that idiots are idiots are the way they are beacuse they aren't given the chances to prove they aren't idiots or they're too smart."

((bbl))

"And how do we know idiots aren't really geniuses, just warped by our ridiculous media-centered culture?" She paused. "Ever considered joining debate team?"

Cam shook her head. "No thanks," she said, "But you're right about the warped thing."

((I love how they're all talking about Ian, yet he's not responding XD LOL! Sorry I wasn't on earlier :'( ))

"And why are you all talking about this?" Ian asked.
"I think it started," Antheia said, "with Trin recognizing you from English."
"No, it started with me running into you," he corrected. She blushed.
"Sorry," she said.

Xavier sighed. "Well, not that this is all fascinating, but we have to head to science," he said, taking his sister's arm and started to pull her away.

"Oh yeah...um bye," Cam said and followed her brother.

Izobel entered the science room cringing. She could make a dramatic scene then run out of the class room, that may work. Ugh, she did not want to be here.

"Bye," Trin said. She looked at Ian. "I have to go to French. After all that enlightening conversation, I hope you plan on attending your next class." Using her powers, she made 'attending' three times as loud as the rest of her sentence. She walked away, disappearing down the hallway, her brown hair swishing at the middle of her back.

((Lol!))

"Fine," Ian muttered. "I'll go to the fricken class."
"It'd probably be best," Antheia said. "There's a test coming up."
"How'd you know that?"
"Because last class, the teacher said 'Okay everyone, your test is going to be very soon.'"
"Oh."

((Taa Daa!))

Cam sat down at her desk, looking around.

Trin took her seat in the French classroom, wishing she had blown it for a period spent at the football field. Just her and her iPod. She smirked. I'm am such a hypocrite...

Antheia slid into her seat in her science classroom, which was right next to the window. A few plants were growing in tiny pots on the window sill. A few petals fell off one of the flowers. She flicked a fingertip and the flower bloomed, immediately healthy again.

Cam sat behind Antheia in class and watched her flick her finger and have the flower bloom. Okay so maybe Xavier's right and there are others here like us. she thoght.

Antheia felt someone watching her and drummed her fingers on her desk casually, trying not to look suspicious or anything (she was quite good at it).

Cam twirled her finger in her hair, thinking.

The bell rang, prompting the teacher to start droning in her monotone voice. Antheia sighed and tried to pay attention- this was probably important, considering their upcoming test.

Ian stared into space vacantly. There was no way he was going to even TRY to listen to the robot teacher. He looked up and saw the fire sprinkler system on the ceiling. Well, I suppose a little water won't hurt... he thought mischievously. Keeping a perfectly blank expression, he barely twitched his pinkie finger.

The fire sprinklers exploded, spraying water over everything. Antheia nearly jumped out of her seat. Instead of running around and screaming, like a few girls were now doing, she chose to save her study notes by shoving them into her bag. Weird, she thought. The alarm didn't go off...

((Can Cam please not notice Ian's finger thing to cause the sprinklers...?))

((sures. is he in scinece?))

Cam gave a frustrated type of shriek and let the rain pass through her without getting wet. "Let's hope no one notices with the commotion." she muttered.

"Yes!" Iz shouted without helping it. She grabbed her things and ran out of the science lab.

((Umm, yeah. And YAY! Someone to RP with! ^_^))

Antheia hopped up, grabbing her bag to try and shield it from the sprinklers. The teacher was droning about exiting the classroom in an orderly fashion, but everyone just kind of charged out of the room in a mad dash to get outside.

Cam put her pack on and walked dryly and calmly out of class.