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Brooklyn I Human I Female I M: NPCs, Night Hawk Only entering the room after a few students had gone through the doorway, Brooke looked about for someone to talk to. She ducked her head as a few people stared at her, but it was moreso because they were curious of her odd behavior instead of what she thought- that they were judging her based on the news headlines that appeared a short while ago. Teen found strangled with baby in an abandoned house: Murder or suicide? That followed her as she went to an empty row, hand brushing against the top ridge of the chairs in absent thought. Then a voice jolted her out of her thoughts. That had to have been the third time that day it had happened. Eventually people wouldn't talk to her if she acted like a zombie! Turning around, Brooke observed the male and smiled hesitantly. He had those eyes..like Atticus. Except a different color, obviously. But still the same.. wild, curious, and intelligent. "Care to sit with me? I don't know really anyone else here and you seem nice." She gestured vaguely to a seat, wondering if she was being too forward. I just don't want to be alone, but could that be taken another way? She waited for the guy to respond with a smile. |
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Night Hawk Night Hawk watched the others go outside before finishing his lunch. Getting up, he walked over to his locker where he got his schedule out. Physics was next. One of the classes he didn't have with Atticus and Swift. He let out a sigh before tucking his schedule away. It wasn't that he didn't like school. .he just felt like it was a waste of time for the werewolves since when would they use it? Yea, but alpha's orders were alpha orders. So he would follow them.
Night walked into the room, seeing a couple others already there. He noticed that the girl from English was there too. At least I'm not completely alone with unknown people. He thought heading her way. He paused before saying, "Hello there. I don't think I caught your name earlier. My name's Night." He didn't say the other part but that was just him being, well himself. ""Care to sit with me? I don't know really anyone else here and you seem nice." Night chuckled, "That makes two of us. Sure." He let a small smile dance on his lips as he sat down in the seat beside her. |
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Atticus had English now and looked around for familiar faces. His heart sank a little when he didn't see brooke. Atti was hoping to get to know her more. Maybe they will have the next class together. He found a seat in the back of the class and sank down into the chair. He liked school, he just didn't like all the attention on him. |
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Saturn Saturn scrambled to his feet, collecting the fruit debris and disposing of them. He grabbed his scattered papers and returned them to his locker, snatching his english book and making a run for the classroom. He would make it on time if he hurried! He nearly tripped over his own feet getting to the door, but slid through and took a seat at the nearest open desk, plopping his book on the desk and breathing a sigh of relief. He looked around to see if he knew anyone here. |
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Atticus lifted his head up and saw Saturn. The poor guy looked out of place in the classroom. Atticus tried to get Saturns attention to sit with him. After that failed, he got to his feet and walked up to the male. "Come on. There's a seat in the back by me." He said before walking back to his desk. |
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Saturn Saturn looked at Atticus and watched him go back to his desk. He stood up and gathered his things once more, making his way to the desk, book in hand. He arrived at the desk near Atticus and put his books and bag down, adjusting his position in the chair and relaxing now. "Thanks." He said, with a sigh, smiling greatfully at Atticus. The chair he originally had chosen was terrible, and this seat was much better. |
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Brooklyn I Human I Female I M: Night Hawk, Atticus (ind) Brooke sat in silence for a moment, thinking. A small part of her was a mixture of sadness and relief, caused by the fact that she didn't see Atticus in the room as it filled up. The sadness bit she couldn't figure out and shoved the thought away, shaking her head slightly. Glancing at Night, she wondered how to introduce herself. Shifting so she could look at the guy without craning her neck, she started to speak. "I'm Brooke, pleased to meet you." Brooklyn glanced at the front as the teacher entered the room, then relaxed when the woman slowly wrote down things on the board. They still had a few minutes before it would start, she guessed. "So, why did you choose Physics as one of your classes?" |
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Night Hawk | Member | Werewolf | Male | M: Brooke "I'm Brooke, pleased to meet you. So, why did you choose Physics as one of your classes?" Brooke said, as the teacher entered the room. Oh dear, I have no idea why. Night thought before saying, "I'm terrible at it. The only way to get better is to keep at it." He gave a small playful smile before saying, "Why did you choose Physics?" |
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Brooklyn I Human I Female I M: Night Hawk "So you must want a job that requires it then.." Nodding, Brooke laughed quietly to herself when Night asked her the same question. The answer was simple. "To anger my mom. She has this idea that it's the eighteenth century or whatever, so I need to learn proper girl things such as home economics, sewing, basket weaving, and all that junk. So I signed up for a bunch of stuff that I like and she hates. My dad doesn't care, so long as I don't disrespect Her Royal Prickness." She rolled her eyes at that and grinned. "I also happen to enjoy classes that make me really think and that can be applicable to real-life situations." |
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Night Hawk "So you must want a job that requires it then.." Brooke said laughing quietly. Oh no, that would be the worst. Night thought to himself before he heard her answer, "To anger my mom. She has this idea that it's the eighteenth century or whatever, so I need to learn proper girl things such as home economics, sewing, basket weaving, and all that junk. So I signed up for a bunch of stuff that I like and she hates. My dad doesn't care, so long as I don't disrespect Her Royal Prickness." Night laughed as she grinned and rolled her eyes. "I also happen to enjoy classes that make me really think and that can be applicable to real-life situations." She finished. Night nodded, "Better than my reason for sure. Question, who does basket weaving anymore?" He said playfully, he didn't want to offend her by any means. She was quite friendly. |
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