Clockwork Little Happiness [James/open]

[Nova Bryant]

Raining outside trapped the students of 259 indoors, the water ran down the windows blurring the sight of outside. Shadows and grey was all that could be seen. Above the voices of the trapped students and the heavy sounds of droplets hitting the ground, pelting the windows and trees.... The school was odd. She didn't wish to be confined in such a place with so many. It was lunch, they were free to roam the halls, it was time to eat. Hungry savages prowled, searching for people to pick on, lunches and money to take.... It was kind of scary.

She wanted to run, although there was no where to run. Those whom she feared were everywhere; there was no safety.

Seated on the cold ground, leaning against a locker. Nova Bryant stared off into space, her green eyes focused on the wall. Her lunch neatly set out on the ground and a book rested open on her lap. The fear of those around her sent her hidden inwards, a drift in a sea of thoughts. Their voices were loud and echoed across the vast mass of thought. A few people had stopped in front of her, trying to see if she was okay.. After all, it looked odd, but after a few minutes of trying, they wandered off. no fun in talking to those who ignore.

o______o Staring off into space.

A sandwich, various snacks, and a two boxes of juice on her left side, on her right was her messenger bag. Surely if she kept spacing out, there'd be no time to eat.

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[James Tariq Al-Mansour]

To be honest James was disappointed that they were locked up inside the school while it was raining outside. Unlike most people rainy, cold, and cloudy days make James very happy. Even though with the good weather James was quite bothered with the crowd in the cafeteria. He never really like crowds, unless it was a party or a concert, but all that white noise and all those people made James want to leave the cafeteria where he usually would spend his lunch break to a less crowded spot.

Fortunately the hallways were less crowded, so after searching for a nice spot the Arab decided to rest against the locker but before he could reach into his bag for his lunch, he noticed a girl that's been sitting there almost lifelessly, he wondered why he hadn't noticed her before he sat down. James decided to shrug it off for now, and enjoy his samvitch! RAWR!

A few noms later James turned to see that the girl was still in the same position he left her in, she didn't even touch her food! 0.o After a short inner debate whether to leave her alone or not James reached out with the index finger of his right hand and poke the side of her head.

"Anyone alive in there?" James would asked after the poke turning his head sideways witht he question.

[Nova Bryant]

She would have been lost to the world until the bell rang, had it not been for the strange student beside her. He poked her, causing her to sway to the left. Shaking her head, the dark haired girl would look upon the face...of..A MAN!? No..no..no... WHY ALWAYS HER!? Really now. One out of twelve times she was approached by a girl, the rest were all men. ;__; Perhaps they could sense her fear. Straightening up, her green eyes would focus on the ground. AVOID EYE CONTACT AT ALL COSTS.

Pretend to not notice him...No, thats not right.

GASP!
SHOCK!
CONFUSION!

"I'm alive!" Nova spoke quickly as she reached for her sandwich and threw it at the person beside her. She was a little shocked, a little afraid, a little bit of everything.

"DON'T EAT ME!"

Fear, confusion, and unhappiness. They always seemed to be the emotions she felt, always what consumed her. Fear of not being nice to those around her, fear of their actions.... Yet at the same time, some of them confused her. Many she had met did not live up to the image that she had been given. Were they really blood thirsty ruffians? perhaps they were all playing tricks on her, waiting for her guard to be dropped... Would they really do such things? Such a peculiar school. Although what school wasn't mixed with bad and good.

Don't do anything stupid........again

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Shaking, confused, scared, and on the verge of tears.

It wasn't her day.....AGAIN! Her arm dropped to her side as she pushed her stuff away with her left hand and slowly moved herself with the stuff. Create distance... after all...SHE JUST HIT HIM WITH A SANDWICH!