CC shocked, gets up and sits in front of him.
"Now who do you think you are."
She leans close and whips out a flower and puts it on his plate and smirks
"try to flirt better next time okay?"
She smiles sweetly, gets up and walks out.
(why the heck is she just randomly carrying a flower but I also love it)
Maverick stares, dumbfounded, at the flower. Never has a girl - or guy - done that before. The rejection is a low blow to his ego, but the boy's eyes lighten with mischief. Silently he pockets the flower and excuses himself from the table. In a slight daze he walks, not swaggers, out of the cafeteria.
(this is a fantasy genre)
(insert wink here)
(Ooh… )
"CC waks around the campus and find a bench (the pond spot with the deer) and sits down. She touches the bench and a spark comes out of the wood, then a patch of clovers grow out of it.
She lays down on the bench and looks up at the sky and smiles.
Tiny cold raindrops hit her face. the Tree over the bench is keeping most of the rain off of her as it falls.
Ryuu looks at the door wondering if Draven would come in. He looks over at the window. He takes his glasses off and sets them on the table and went to put his contacts in. He felt like being good looking for once. He stand by the window looking at the sky. Droplets of water had started to patter on the window.
Maybe I should do something different.
He looked in his reflection on the window. He ruffles his hair up but it doesn't do anything different.
"How in the world do you even get a girlfriend?"
He lets out a sigh then looks at his blue eyes. That was the only thing he thought was going for him. Well and his money.
He hates it.
She wants a flower, huh? Maverick weaves through the campus, replaying the scene over and over. The girl with waves of hair and cloudy white eyes, black speckled in. His feet travel pass cars and buildings until he notices a pristine white rose glimmering in the pooling light, as if sent down from the gods themselves. Cliche. Perfect. As he eagerly reaches his hand forward to pluck it, a thorn pricks his finger drawing blood. Cursing, the boy squats down, excruciatingly removing the rose. Little by little, the flower is coaxed out of its bush. Briskly, now, Maverick heads back to his dorm.
Draven had left just before the new guy came, but didn’t see him. If he had, he would have been pissed. He didn’t like people who acted like that, and he probably would have said something he’d regret.
SeoHyeon gets up and lays down on the grass as the rain pours on her face. This time she's glad she didn't wear makeup. It would've washed off, and anyway a cute guy flirted with her when she looked her worse. Yeah I was a confident booster to say the least.
I wonder how this'll turn out
She starts giggling and sits up wiping the rain off of her face.
"he was so stupid but it was adorable"
She said out loud to herself.
Ryuu legit just looks like he's in a boy band or a fancy Korean drama and that's legit just all
(Omg I felt your soul as you wrote Ryuu)
Lure absolutely refused to let anyone put a damper on her today. She glanced at Beatriz, who was at least eating. Better than Draven.
The girl leaned back in her chair, readjusted her ponytail and beamed. "Sounds like CC's not gonna be so lonely, soon," she whispered conspiratorially.
Beatriz rolled her eyes. "I suppose. I don't like that type of guy," she said, making a face, "but maybe he's nicer when you get to know him"
(Any idea what I should do? Should we start classes soon?)
(Yep)
Lure's voice melts into a sugary sweet honey. "Everyone's nice," she says. "In their own little ways…" The amber in her irises shines brightly and her eyes unfocused, drifting her far, far away.
(Boi I put my soul into him)
SeoHyeon looked at her phone and saw the time. And boy was she glad she wasn't wearing her uniform.
"Class is gonna start soon! I'm dead"
She runs up to her dorm, takes a quick shower and blow dries her hair.
Why can't I stop think about the flower boy…
She looks at herself in the mirror
should I put on makeup?why not
She just goes for a natural cutesy look. Not much of anything.
When she's done getting ready she rushes down the stairs, humming a tune from yet another anime. Her hair flailing behind her.
"Er, Lure? Don't we have class?" Beatriz asks rather uncertainly. She doesnt really understand why class starts and stops at scheduled times, but all she can remember is that it should be starting soon.
Her ponytail jumps as she does out of her chair. "Yes! Yes we do! Praise the world!" Her excited giggle chases away the negativity of the world, and she clasps Beatriz's hand. "What's your first class?"
Beatriz can't help but smile at Lure's giggle. "Er, Algebra, I think."
Her entire face blanks and Lure acts appalled. "Your first class is Algebra? Oh lord, and I was trying so hard to be positive…" She sticks her tongue out in disgust as she unfolds her schedule. "Mine is, too," she states, dumbfounded. "Well, at least we have it together!" And just like that, she returns to being a happy buzzing little roll of happiness.
Of course, she can't be happy for too long. The buzzing fills her mind. Today? Of all days?
"I… I think I ate too much. I need to go to the restroom, go on without me!" Mumbling out her excuse, Lure runs to the bathroom.
(Ooh! I just had an idea… I’d it okay if Lure is late to the class, and when Beatriz goes into the classroom she gets confronted by some ‘fans?’)
(Yee I'm down)
(Cool! Thanks!)
Beatriz stares at her for a moment before calling, "okay, then!" She begins walking towards the classroom, pausing at the doorway and checking her schedule to make sure she has the right room. She cautiously walks into the classroom.
Right as she walks into the classroom, the girl from earlier gives a nod. Her friends all move in a V formation and surround the model. “Hello, Beatriz,” the girl says sweetly. “You know, I think you were lying about my Dray-Dray being your boyfriend.”
(Imma choke this girl if she says Dray-Dray one more time ;)
(😁)
Beatriz's eyes widen slightly in surprise before she quickly puts her mask back on. Narrowing her eues, she says, "maybe I was. Maybe I wasn't. Do you really want to take that chance?" She asks, examining her nails.
“What?” The girl scoffs, looking around at her friends. “Will Dray come swooping in to save the day?”
Beatriz pinched the bridge of her nose. " his name is Draven. Literally.no one calls him 'Dray.' So if you could just - shut the hell up, that'd be great," she finishes, pushing last the girl to her seat.
CC looks at her schedule and looks who's in her classes. History…
now let's see who's in it
She looks at the schedule as she heads down the long halls to her classroom, her head in her schedule book not paying attention to where she's going at all.
A slap echoed through the room. The girl had hit Beatriz across the face. “You don’t correct me,” she hissed. “I can call him what I want, and nobody, nobody can correct me.”