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Realistic or Modern High School

Urielectric!

Misty Eyed
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Ivy walked into the overly crowded school. Her darl brown curls fell to her stomach, still damp. She wore dark high waist skinny jeans, white Vans and a loose white v neck. Her brown eyes scanned the area, looking for her math class. Her headphones blasted with music.
 
(Sweet!!)


Sticky walked through the halls, looking at everything as though it could jump at him. He had earbuds in, playing a remix of two of his favorite songs. He saw a cute girl and blushed. He wasn't one to talk to people he didn't know.

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Ivy looked down, staring at her feet nervously. It was her first day here and she didn't know anybody. She picked up her pace and found herself lost. She turned around and ran into a boy, all of Ivy's stuff fell out of her hands and she fell. She turned red.
 
Sticky felt a girl run into him and he gasped, stumbling back a few steps. He removed his headphones. He then knealt down and started to pick up her stuff for her. "A-a-are y-you okay?" Sticky asked, embarrassed by his stutter.
 
She looked at his eyes and saw how embarrassed he was. She assumed it was about the stutter. "Y-yeah. I g-guess." Ivy muttered. Though she didn't have a stutter she was trying to make the attractive boy less embarrassed. She picked up her last book and got up. Ivy attempted a small smile but was blushing a little.
 
[QUOTE="cat fitzpatrick]She looked at his eyes and saw how embarrassed he was. She assumed it was about the stutter. "Y-yeah. I g-guess." Ivy muttered. Though she didn't have a stutter she was trying to make the attractive boy less embarrassed. She picked up her last book and got up. Ivy attempted a small smile but was blushing a little.

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Sticky relaxed when she stuttered as well. It was less awkward when both stuttered. "A-are you n-n-new here? I ha-h-have-haven't seen you ar-aro-around."
 
"Uh..yeah." She clears her throat. "My name is Ivy. Well technically it's Arrow Ivy LanCaster. But anyway.. What's your name?" She smiled at him. He was too cute.
 
Sticky's cheeks filled with color. Nope, she didn't have a stutter. How embarrassing. "Al-Alex-Alexand-and-der Sm-Smith." Sticky muttered. "M-most call me Sticky." He looked at the ground. His stutter was humiliating. His own fault for letting his brothers beat him to a pulp as much as they did.

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"It was very nice to meet you!" Ivy shyly said. "Well... I think I'm already late. Bye, I guess." She weakly smiled at him.
 
[QUOTE="cat fitzpatrick]"It was very nice to meet you!" Ivy shyly said. "Well... I think I'm already late. Bye, I guess." She weakly smiled at him.

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"B-bye." Sticky whispered, going to his own class. He was.. thoroughly embarrassed. He made a fool of himself in front of a very beautiful girl.
 
Ivy slowly walked away. She found her classroom and sat in the far back by the window. She kept thinking about the cute boy in the hall. Ivy blushed and smiled to herself. She couldn't wait to run into him again, if it would ever happen again..
 
Sticky went to band. He loved band. It was the only place where he didn't have to speak. He just had to play the drums, and that's what he excelled at. Drums was his passion. And he was fantastic. But his mind was elsewhere. That girl, in the hall. Ivy. He couldn't stop thinking about her.
 
Connor entered his first period math class with a quite literal bang. Using nothing but a drone, an Iphone app, and some cheap fire works, he managrd to create enough explosive power to swing the classroom door open.


He ran a hand through his jet black hair as he hovered inside the room. Teeth gnawing on a stick of gum.



He saluted lazily to the middle aged man, gaping at him in the front of the room, and made his way towards his seat.



 
(Skip to dismissal.)


Ivy heard the bell and felt so relieved. She stuffed her bag with the many packets and sheets of homework she gotten all day. Ivy trailed behind the crowd of people rushing to their cars. Ivy had no car, and slowly started the long walk home.
 
Sticky pulled his skateboard out of his backpack and started skating home. He had to get home by a certain time or he'd get beaten up again. He saw Ivy and he waved.
 
School was over as soon as it began, and again Connor hovered over to his locker, gathered his stuff, and exited the now emptying school. His house wasn't far from the school, so he walked. Or in his case, hovered.


On the path home, he noticed a girl from school and a boy waving towards her. He hovered his way towards them, still chewing on gum.



"Ola guys!" He introduced. "Haven't seen you guys around here much, you guys new?"
 
Ivy heard wheels coming from behind her. She glanced up and blushed once again. Ivy saw the new guy and slightly rolled her eyes. Rich kids, pfft. "Uh, hello? I'm Arrow. But I go by Ivy, my middle name. You are..?" She was very irritated with rich people.
 
Connor grinned and held out his hand to the boy. "Oh, another reason I might've not seen you around is cuz I hardly ever go to school. I only go when mom or dad comes back from their trips." He closed his eyes.


He then piped up when he noticed the girl, he outstretched his other hand. "I'm Caleb Connor von Trapp. I go by middle name as well."
 
"Oh right. That boy in math. Well I have a long walk and lots of homework." Ivy ignores Connor. She smiles at Sticky. She quickly pulls a piece of paper out and writes her number on it. "Here. Call and text me whenever." She passes it to Sticky and starts to walk away.
 
Sticky shook his hand. He wished he could skip a day of school. He'd get pretty badly hurt. She looked at the piece of paper. Only problem: he'd have to use the home phone. The phone he can use for ten minutes a day before getting punished.
 
Connor winced at the girls cold behaviour towards him. He had never done anything wrong to her, yet she was acting like he was a piece of dirt.


He shook his head, and backed away. Slightly hurt. He turned towards the boy, and tries for a smile. He then notices the look on the boys face, and wheels closer towards him.



"Hey, dude whats wrong?"
 
"Hm? Oh, n-n-no-noth-nothing." Sticky stuttered. "I just n-ne-need to get h-h-h-ho-h-h-ho---" Sticky took a deep breath. "home."
 

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