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Realistic or Modern Stone Highschool (Forever accepting)

Luca let himself be dragged away, and started walking with her wile laughed at the sketch. "You have an odd way of looking at things..." He said, looking at the drawing with an odd appreciation. "Thank you for seeing me like this... This is the closest thing to a compliment anyone's ever given me..."
 
Nymphadora smiled."Yeah I do have a weird way of seeing things. Like I see this hallway and it had no end. I see you and I see a funny person who's trying to get my attention."She said smirking. She let go of his arm remembering she was still holding it.
 
Luca chuckled. "You have no idea... I don't like being ignored by the people who matter... I could care less what the nameless face in the crowed says... I don't mind not being noticed by the idiotic jocks, or superficial preps... They don't matter... But you're not like them... You matter..."
 
"See that's where we hit a difference. People notice me but I wish they didnt but I use it to my advantage."She says running into someone. She looked up seeing that it was Ethan."Oh god not you again. How come no matter where I go youre there. Kinda creepy dude."She said looking him up and down.
 
Luca looked the boy over, recognizing him as the terror of the school, and number one tormentor of one Luca Owens. He stayed a safe distance away from Ethan, and prayed he was invisible. No such luck, as he could still see himself.
 
Ethan looked down at the shorter girl, "I tend to be many places at once."


he said shrugging before pushing Nympha aside. "No way! It's my old friend Luca!" he said this smirking as he looked the boy up and down. "Finally get those sticky rat traps off your hands from last year?" he asked in a sarcastic tone.


Ethan wasn't exactly a bully, he just had a love for picking on this kid. "Glad to see you." he said winking as he walked off into a random classroom.
 
"Asshole"Nymphadora muttered under her breath. She said picking up her sketch pad that she dropped when he pushed her aside. "You'll hear from me especially when you step on my sketch pad"She whispered staring holes into the boys head."Come on Luca it'll be alright he's just an asshole."She said.
 
Luca stopped seething at the sound of his name. He glanced back at Ethan once more, before following Nymphadora. "Damn communist..." He muttered. That's what his cousin would have told him to his face. "My cousin would have showed him... He's nothing like me... He tells me, 'You always have to be number 1!' And I want to tell him to get off my back, but he drives me to school, and I don't want to blow my ride... Sorry I'm rambling..."
 
"I drive to school. I dont care for people enough to let them drive me. And I don't care for school enough to get here on time apparently"She said still walking. She choose a random class room and walked in. Then saw the name plate on the desk. "Mr. Thomas."It read."Dammit I really need to watch where I'm going."She said under her breath.
 
Luca chuckled at Nymphadora, and whispered, "Shall we join this class, or shall we be whisked away on another adventure in the endless hallways?" Luca had linked an arm with hers, and held the other one out as an open invitation to either way.
 
Nympha leaned over and whispered in Luca's ear."This is the class I supposed to be in"She said not even noticing that he had linked arms with her.
 
"I don't think he saw you..." Luca said, with a smirk. "I'm supposed to be in biology, and we passed that 2 minuets ago..." Luca didn't really mind what ever diction was made, he was content to just follow this girl.
 
Isadora couldn't begin to imagine how awkward she would feel if she were in the same situation as that girl. She shook her head before taking off her top. "Boys are just so immature, when they see a pretty girl they turn into neanderthals." Isadora replied with a laugh as she put on her gym shirt, which now thanks to a few cuts was a tank-top crop top style shirt. She pulled her hair up into a tight ponytail and turned to the girl, extending a hand. "I'm Isadora by the way, but Izzy works too." Part of her was warming up to this girl and it wouldn't hurt to have a friend in p.e.
 
Tess slid off her t-shirt and put on a looser


tanktop, she smiled as she listened to the girl talk. She was right, and Tess new that. She slid on some blue leggings and began tying her shoe as she continued to listen to the girl. The girl introduced herself as Isadora. "Nice name" Tess said as she pulled her hair in a half ponytail, "My name is Tess Alles. Also known as Ethan Alles sister". Tess shook the girl's hand with a smile as she began to walk back out into the gym.


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Nymphadora walked out of the class just as quickly as she could."Where do you want to go?I'm tired of wandering."She said irritated
 
Luca smirked and said, "We could go to the theatre... The drama class is in a room off to it's side... It'll be empty, and there's light to draw by... and it's the closest thing to home I got..."
 
Ethan Alles? No way, that made so much more sense to Isadora than her boyfriend/girlfriend thought. "Oh that guy? He seems like a bag of tools, I'm sorry." Isadora giggled, she meant what she said, but didn't say it in a way that could be taken offensively. She shook Tess's hand and followed her out to the gym. There were a few kids already sitting in the bleachers looking bored and tired. "Looks like the entire zombie cast of The Walking Dead." She commented to Tess with a grin.
 
"Sure why not. Take me there peasant."She said grinning. She put her sketch pad in her purse and slung it over her shoulder
 
Tess laughed at Isadora's comment on her brother. "No your


totally right. No need to apologize." she responded still laughing. The two stepped out into a somewhat dim gym. It seemed a few lights were out, reflecting the mood of the students. Isadora made a comment similar to the ones Tess was thinking up in her head. "I was thinking the same thing." Tess said laughing as the two took a seat. The P.E teacher, a fat woman who looked like she NEEDED a little physical education began her introduction.
 
Luca bowed low, and said, "As you wish, your majesty..." Luca straitened himself up and led Nymphadora to the theatre. It was large and quite impressive for a school of it's reputation. "I like to come here to think..." He said, while climbing on the well lit stage. He straitened up his back, and said forcefully, "If thou dost marry, I’ll give thee this plague for thy dowry. Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a nunnery, go. Farewell. Or, if thou wilt needs marry, marry a fool, for wise men know well enough what monsters you make of them. To a nunnery, go, and quickly too. Farewell."
 
They both had a similar sense of humor, which hopefully would make this dreadful year of p.e somewhat bearable. She looked at the p.e teacher and tried to hold back the snort, which escaped her mouth anyway. Luckily no one had noticed. Their teacher started to introduce herself and talked about the goals of the class for the school year. "I bet she's going to say something about a sport that she was the star of in high school." Isadora whispered to Tess.


"I used to be like you. Not thinking that I could amount to greatness, and just then, in my sophomore year, I became the state track star." The teacher beamed proudly as she spoke of her high school years.


Isadora couldn't hide her smug grin, "Called it." She then again whispered to Tess.
 
Nymphadora walked up to the stage and started clapping."Very good."She said now just pretend you Romeo calling to his Juliet and ill draw you."She said getting her sketch pad. She never really showed anyone her drawings but he seemed to be just the perfect one to sketch no matter what he did.
 
Tess could barely hold in her laughter at Isadora's comment,


but she still couldn't prevent from giggling a bit. "I think she got this job to get herself exercising more, but I can bet that by the middle of the school year she'll be sitting down watching all of us work our asses off as she eats Mcdonalds." she stifled a giggle "Called it.". As she finished up her sentence, she noticed out the corner of her eye someone sneaking in the girl's locker room. None other than the Alles boy.
 
At this point Isadora was sure that she was going to lose her stuff and start laughing like crazy. She tried her hardest to contain her laughter as she spotted Tess looking in the direction of the locker room. "What in the world is your brother doing trying to get in there? Actually don't even answer that." Isadora replied with an eye-roll. They would get to the bottom of this one way or the other. Isadora dramatically stood up and raised her hand. "Excuse me miss? I need to go to the locker room. Feminine problems, you know how that is. Tess, buddy system?" She said, hoping that Tess would catch on to what she was trying to do.


Some classmates snickered as Isadora explained her plight to their P.E teacher. Their teacher didn't seem all too thrilled about this. Isadora shot her a pleading look and the teacher sighed, "Fine, but if you two aren't back in ten minutes, you're going to the office." She said bitterly. Isadora quickly grabbed Tess's hand and began to walk down the bleachers.
 
Tess's face flushed with embarrassment at Isadora's


proposal,but she went along with it nodding as she followed her to the dressing room. "I don't really know why he would be back here." she whispered as they walked in.


Ethan dug through the ladies clothing. This


was part of his annual boob check. He liked to know every girl's bra size so that he could show off to the other guys.


He, personally was not a boob man. He wasn't really much of anything though, just a guy looking out for his brothers.


As he dug through the girl's locker, he heard the familiar sound of footsteps on tile, that was a significant sign that some girl was about to discover his "Dirty little deed". There was only one thing to do now: hide.
 

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