For a brief millisecond of a moment something fluttered in the space between Sam’s chest and her stomach. His voice. Then as soon as the feeling had come, it passed. “Well I have english, but you have whatever your science class is. Do you know where the room is? I can walk you to class.”
"Chem with me." Cleo said sliding up to Sam's side. She leaned close to Sam's ear before speaking again. "Does he need help today?" She wasn't sure if Silas knew that she was aware of his splits, but Cleo figured it didn't really matter anymore. She had long known, but respected his choice to keep it secret. Cleo was often mistaken for unintelligent and unobservant because of her looks and usual sunny personality, but she had figured out early on that people tend to underestimate those they saw as meek and innocent. Nothing like eventually proving them wrong.
Not that she thought Sam and Silas were among those that thought her ditsy, but nevertheless she hadn't really opened up to them. Making friends was hard for her. Cleo had extended an olive branch just now and she hoped that they took it.
"No, thank you." Silas smiled to both of them, a smile that reached his eyes for once. "Gardenia was only there to complete my biology homework, school was freaking her out anyways." He grabbed his bag off the floor and slung it over his shoulder, running his hand through his hair to shake it out. "I'll see you in a bit Sammy, you know I have my phone if you need anything." he gave a knowing look to Cleo before heading towards the door.
Being in the office took longer than Ellie had been expecting, and the directions hadn't been very clear so she ended up missing her homeroom… not that important since the only people who knew her were the kids from the foster house. She wandered around a bit, trying to find where her English class was located. She had the room number and the name of the teacher but the layout of a new school was always confusing.
Min-Hyuk had, yes, skipped all of his classes so far. Now he was in the back if the school in a tree that he climbed a few hours ago. He actually just woke up from a nap. He sat up and blew his hair out of his face and looked around. He lost his balance and almost fell, but didn't. He looked up to the sky with a blank expression. Not really knowing what to feel. All he knew was, he was going to most likely skip the rest of the day.
(Crystal lectures Min the most and are strangely close because of it. She cares so much about y'all,you guys are gonna break her)
(XD Min-Hyuks the Lil emo rebel kid who honestly just wants attention and love. Though he never would admit that.)
(Crystal and him go on secret icecream dates and are super close when alone. Anyways I'm not sleeping tonight so don't forget about our other rp!)
All Sam could do was watch him go. “Okay,” she called out. Something tugged at the corners of her lips. She quickly realized what she was doing and scowled, annoyed at herself. She couldn’t be smiling at a boy. Not that it was like that. Silas was technically a boy, but it wasn’t like that. ‘God.‘ She shouldered her backpack and went to English class. This wasn’t important right now.
Cleo shrugged, gently poking Sam once more in goodbye. "Ciao, chicka." Was called over her shoulder as she sailed out of the room after Silas. Catching up to him was easy, as the hallway was packed with rowdy teens. Cleo glanced up at her–friend? damn who knew…?–wanting to say something about Sam, but she settled on a casual, yet meaningful look.
(Sorry for vanishing for a bit y'all, something came up.)
Nathan was sitting in the library, doing his classes as Blake went to sit next to him. "I have art, but the teacher let me come in here. You alright?" Blake asked the quiet male. "That is an objective question. I am in perfect health and I will not be answering for my emotional state." Nathaniel replied, not looking up from his screen. Blake just sighed, at least he was actually answering this time.
"What's that look for?" Silas asked after a moment of trying to figure out on his own why Cleo was looking at him like that. "Are you wanting to copy my other homeworks as well?" As they neared the classroom, Silas spotted a group of kids he had a particularly strong disliking for, purely because he knew they talked smack about Cleo behind her back. He could understand why the girls did it, because they were obviously jealous, but he could never understand why the guys did it—what would they be jealous of? Silas quickly leaned down to the girl's ear and whispered. "Okay, laugh in a cutesy way if you think those kids over there are worth getting rid of. Smile the biggest and brightest smile you can if any of them have ever said or done anything hurtful to you."
Cleo had been about to answer Silas' question, she could even feel the beginnings of a shit-eating grin crossing her lips as she prepared to tease the ever living hell out of him, but his statement derailed her. Casually–and still wearing that odd mirthless smile she had been all day–she let her gaze slide over the group that Silas had referred to.
Damn–Darrin and Friends–the usual popular assholes. Cleo sighed delicately through her pert nose, prepared to walk right by them without giving them the time of day. God knew what kind of sexual innuendos they were going to 'whisper' at her back today. Her left eye twitched slightly as a number of violent images went through her mind–the blood–the screams–the knife tucked in a secret part of her bag–
Returning her gaze to a concerned Silas, a small part of her was thankful he was here. At least she wouldn't be alone today. Registering what he said, Cleo's entire face brightened into a glorious smile, one that would have knocked the soul out of the very planet. She truly looked angelic as she released an adorable chuckle to go along with it, despite being full to the brim with demons. Cleo hoped it was answer enough for the boy beside her.
(I don’t really have anything to say rn so bump?)
(i've been busy, any way for Crystal to step in?)
(Uhhhhh I mean everything is happening at school rn so I don't think so)
(Min-Hyuk is just skipping class and probably smoking out in a tree. So he can't really do anything right now unless someone talks to him)
(I'm in the process of writing a response, sorry it's taking so long)
(Someone can go fuck with Blake or Nathan, both are up for grabs.)
(Nah man. Min frikin hates Nathan) XD)
(Blake's there too?)
(True. Where is he currently? Min-Hyuks at the back at of the school in a tree lol)
(Blake's in the library. He moved to the back, away from Nathan though.)
(Does anyone like Nathan?)
(Blake)
(Well that's unfortunate. I'll be responding soon anyway just fyi)
Oh those shit stains.. His mind felt like it was going to explode. That was exactly the answer he both wanted and didn't want. While any other person would be caught up in Cleo's sheer beauty, Silas was plotting genocide. An astounded smile grew on his lips, as if he was genuinely happy with the response Cleo had given him, and as they walked into the classroom he glanced at the group out of the corner of his eye. His smile turned a little more smug as he met Darrin's stare. However no words were spoken.
Silas entered the room, his normal bright expression returning to his face. Play it cool, show no hard feelings, easy to do right? He took his place in class, the seat next to Cleo, and leaned his head in his hand as he looked at her and whispered. "Good to know."
Situating herself at her own desk, Cleo rolled her gaze over to Silas. "Nothing I'm not used to." She murmured. Cleo refused to meet his eyes as she puled out her notebook and a pen, somewhat ashamed. Although she didn't really understand why. People just didn't really know how to act around her. They thought she was pretty and ditsy until she opened her mouth and mental illness infused intelligence came pouring out. Sighing, Cleo frowned. God emotions were such a bother.
She shouldn't have to be used to it…
Silas took out his own notepad and pens, reading and re-reading the homework he had done. He made a few corrections here and there where he had written the answers the wrong way around, before sighing, satisfied. Only when Darrin and his cronies enter the room did his walls fly up. At school he had to pretend to be friends with them, because they too were popular. Not as popular as me though. One of the girls, Jessica, gave Silas a meaningful look. Her face was caked in makeup, as usual, her eyeliner was too thick, as always. "Hey Si." she cooed, sliding into the seat next to him.
"Hi Jess." he yawned, clearly not in the mood to talk to her. "What do you want?"
The girl pouted, the shade of pink lipstick making her lips look larger than they were. "I came to ask if you wanted to come to a house party Darrin in having tonight. Everyone who's anyone will be there." There was no mistaking the distasteful glance she slid in Cleo's direction, before she smiled back up at Silas. "You will come, right?"
For the love of God… Cleo, please have some witty remark that will save me from this before I do something stupid!
The urge to roll her eyes was almost becoming unbearable. Not to mention those nasty thoughts had returned in earnest when Jessica had sat down. Cleo's fingers of her right hand tapped restlessly against her leggings as she tried to dispel the thoughts from her mind. Catching the last part of Jessica and Silas' conversation, Cleo cut a glance to them from the corner of her eye.
Jessica looked ready to pounce Silas' bones and Silas–well he looked more than a little displeased. Cleo almost laughed at the irony of it all. But–he is my friend… She dared another glance at the pair, and Jessica's snotty smirk made Cleo's decision for her.
She leaned into Silas' side, effectively cuddling him, eyes flashing like knife points and yet her smile was sharper still. "Unfortunately, Silas is much too busy this evening to associate with you rabble. Go stick your crab infested cooch elsewhere." She added a little shoo motion with her hand, flashing an impressive number of scars on her forearm as she did so.