forum Academy for the Cursed

Started August 05, 2019 by @MusicElle-is-here

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“That’s cool! I was homeschooled for the past year before my parents found this place,” she explained. “Do you like it here so far?”

“I guess,” Ezra mumbled, biting his lip. It would be a lot better if I felt it was safe enough to actually get to know people… “It’s a lot… bigger. More people.” He added quietly.

“Yah my old school had a little more people than this but when I was homeschooled it was just me. My brother still got to go to normal school,” She explains. “Do you have any siblings?”

“I have a foster sister, but she’s already out of the house,” Ezra explained quietly, chewing on his lip again. He barely knew Hannah, they were never very close. Despite what Ezra’s foster father said, Ezra still believed it was because she was afraid of his curse.

Ava nodded “Did you even go to normal school?” She asked. She wasn’t really used to talking and making friends with people so asking 21 questions was making friends in her eyes.

Lexath snuck up behind them, signing quickly. The one's that were slow enough to make out were: "Lost." "Sorry for late."

Gavriel heard the other people in the group talking while the gears were working in his head. He was wondering about how he could convert his food into shadows and consume it without freaking anyone else. It was bad enough that his personality would change in the morning but having to not be able to explain to them that he couldn't help his attitude. He started thinking the whole thing over again and wondered if he should have even come.

Ava nodded “Did you even go to normal school?” She asked. She wasn’t really used to talking and making friends with people so asking 21 questions was making friends in her eyes.

Ezra shook his head, “Not after I got cursed.” He stared at the ground. He could hardly remember much of normal school, he had been so young. It would always be better that way—to stay away from people. It felt like every time he talked to someone he risked their life, even if his curse wasn’t that severe.

“I went to school for a year after being curse but that didn’t go well,” she explains her smile turning nervous.

Ezra wrung his hands, unsure of what to say. The right thing to do seemed to be to ask her about her curse, but then she might ask him about his curse… It never seemed to go well when he talked about his curse, so instead he said, “I was hoping this school would be easier. Has it been any better?”

“Not sure. I’m new too but I really hope it is,” she said looking straight ahead.

“Okay, we’re here!” Max called out enthusiastically, stopping to gesture at a place that looked a bit like an old-fashioned soda shoppe. He clearly loved the place, even though its exterior looked slightly run-down.

(don't mind me just describing the place a bit just so I could write more)
Gavriel observed the diner looking place noticing how the sign was slightly tilted and one of the neon lights in the letter was flickering a bit. The paint in the parking lot looked faded, almost nonexistent and the exterior wood was cut up a bit. A couple of initials were scratched into the bottom of the wood, some with hearts around them and others just by themselves. It looked as if the place was loved before but slowly fell out of favor with the public. When he opened the door, he heard a jingle sound and looked up, seeing a small bell announcing their arrival. Inside, there were checkered tiles and vibrant silver and red stools. There was a small island in the middle where people could be directly served and mini booths along the sides of the walls.
"Which ones should we sit at?" He asked, not knowing what to do with his hands. He saw that each seating place had a menu placed neatly on with ketchup and mustard bottles in the middle. There was also a silver container for napkins in the same spot, next to salt and pepper shakers. Gavriel got an old 30's vibe, especially with the light jazz playing in the background.

“I like the one by the window,” Max suggested, pointing at one of the tables next to a window. It looked like one of the cleaner tables in the place. Max walked over to it, hoping the others would follow.

Ezra followed behind Max, chewing on his lip anxiously until he sat down. He was glad they were sitting by the window, it gave him something to look at in the very least.

Ava followed right behind. She’d never eaten anywhere that looked like this. As soon as she sat down she picked up the menu.

Elizabeth quickly followed, sitting down uncomfortably. She looked around, nervously tapping her finger on her arm.

As always, Romilly picked the spot closest to Max that she could get. Not that she was opposed to sitting beside the others at their table, she was just most comfortable with Max, and preferred to stick close to him. She could trust him, which was very important to her. "I want a berry milkshake this time," she announced more quietly than she had been earlier.

Ezra hesitantly slid a menu over to him. His stomach growled softly, but he didn’t want to eat. Maybe he’d just settle with a water, that was usually enough. He chewed on his lip, glancing around the table to see what everyone else would get.

Elizabeth glanced at the menu before quickly deciding not to get anything. If she had to act like a depressed personification of anxiety, then fine. But she wasn't going to let anyone else buy her anything.

Lexath was happy no one had noticed that she was late, so she just slipped into the closest open seat. She looked at the menu with a smal smile, it had a caramel ice cream, her favorite!

Max didn’t even have to look at the menu. He knew that he was going to get his usual, a chocolate shake. “Good choice,” he replied to Romilly with a grin before a waitress came up to their table.

She looked to be in her mid-thirties with bleached blonde hair in a messy bun and tired brown eyes. She had a kind look about her as she smiled at them. “Hey kids, whaddya want?”

“I’ll have a chocolate shake,” Max said.

"A black and white milkshake with three sliders, please." After saying his order, he kind of pushed himself deeper into one of the creases of the booth chair, hiding his face. He knew he shouldn't feel embarrassed with the order, it wasn't even a lot, he just felt self-conscious. Now the real issue at hand would be how he would consume it.

Lexath looked up from their menu and hoped that the server knew sign. "May I get a carmel milkshake with whipped cream?"

The waitress furrowed her brow at Lexath, not knowing what they were saying. “I’m sorry sweetie, but I didn’t get that,” she said, looking a bit flustered.

“A caramel milk shake with whipped cream, right?” Max replied, glancing at Lexath for confirmation.

Lexath paused for a moment and nodded, eyes closed a bit. "Thank you Max." They signed to him..

“I’ll get a Oreo milkshake with whipped cream please,” Ava says smiling up at the waitress.

“Can I just get a water?” Ezra asked shyly, wrapping his arms around himself. He tapped his foot anxiously under the table as he chewed on his lower lip.

Ava turned to Ezra “you sure you don’t want a shake? Max said they are really good,” she said.

(Sorry for the late response oof)
“I probably shouldn’t, I’m not that hungry anyways,” Ezra mumbled even though his stomach growled softly. He blushed a little, looking down at his lap as he chewed his lower lip.