Have a Slice of Life! (Open! Accepting!)

[minus infinity]

Natalie neatly closed her notebook and placed it in her backpack as the bell rang its shrill call and her classmates began to leave. She dropped her pencil, but quickly picked it up again because she would just feel too awkward waiting for someone to notice and retrieve it for her. Besides, within a minute of the bell ringing the majority of her classmates were gone anyway. After gathering the rest of her things and putting on her backpack, Natalie too left the classroom for the day. Unlike some of her peers, she wasn't a part of any clubs, so she would be going straight home. It was a trek of about a mile, but she never minded it, it gave her time to think.

 

[Greedy Fat Cat]

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Wiping the sweat from her brow, Lenore bent into a pounce-like position. A mirage of heat swelled from the ground. But Lenore's attention was the noise. The murmur of laughing and yelling from the other sports teams and physical education classes made their way up to the track. Yet all she listened for was a single whistle, one that would launch her teammates beside her and her legs forward.
She panted, having done this several times throughout the hour. These types of exercises were meant to build up the runners' endurance and-

The sound of the whistle reverberated, and Lenore pumped her legs off, leaping forward. She wanted to go faster, faster until she flew into the air, feeling the lovely blow of the wind in her face and hair. It cooled the sweat on her body, and refreshened her breath. The others couldn't keep up, and her coach yelled something Lenore couldn't quite hear. She gasped and ran harder, very close to the finish line. Alas, her lungs could do no more. She passed the finish line in 12 regular heartbeats, slowing down immediately afterward. Someone handed her a bottle of water, to which she took gratefully. She tightened her ponytail, her hair still wind blown. Her coach gave her a thumbs up, to which Lenore sighed and caught her breath. Her teammates patted her shoulders, shaking her a bit, but her mind was elsewhere. She glanced back at school, before heading to the locker room.

A shower was much needed. She was exhausted, and pulled off her clothes in a tired manner. Other girls chattered, though Lenore remained silent, not in the mood to put up with each others' bullshit. But she was in the mood for food, to which her stomach grumbled, urging her to feed it something filling.
A comment about her butt brought a few laughs, and an unpleasant look from Lenore. She loved running, but if she could do it without her sassy teammates, then she would be fine.

With the ring of the bell, Lenore took out her phone. To her friends, she offered to go out to eat. Ever since coming back, she had become unnecessarily popular. She could only call a few people her actual friends, so she decided to text only those people to go out to eat. She had countless useless numbers in her phone, mostly because she never really said no when people asked for it. She sighed, waiting a bit, her hair drying slowly.

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[ Erm, so if you want, you could receive Lenore's text message or not. Just trying to put something together you know, to move this along. ]  

[spartan309]

(Yea sure. That sounds like a plan ^^)

Aichi's phone buzzed in his pocket at her was walking to the art club. "Hmm?" Looking, it was Lenore, one of his childhood friends back when they were kids. She wanted to go out to eat, Aichi sometimes going, but not often since he was usually working on a project. He was gonna go to the art club... But that could wait for another day.

'Yo! I'll go. Maybe you can help me with some ideas if you'd want!'

He texted her, putting his phone back and heading to the spot where they would go and wait for the others.

 

[omgIisonfiyah]

Dante continued to sleep after the bell rang, at least until one of his classmates came over to tap him on the shoulder, to which Dante immediately perked up and in his addled state spouted off something so random and confusing the other guy could only stare in bewilderment. "Peanut Butter is the answer!" Dante yelled before looking down at his watch then the empty class. Judging from the concerned look of the other guy and from the time, some of clubs were finishing up for the day. Damn, that late eh? Dante thought to himself as he got up, grabbed his things and walked out, leaving the bewildered student wondering what had just happened.  

[shabatha]

Satella Emerald Christoph

When the bell had rung, Satella had stood slowly and headed out. She wasn't really enjoying the idea of going home. Her father was probably asleep. He had probably waited to see if her mother would call. But she hadn't even said Happy Birthday to the girl since she was thirteen. Of course there were the child support checks but you would think that a mother would care more about the child she had held in her belly... Satella sighed as she headed towards the town. Away from her home.

After about ten minutes she sat on a bench and pulled the purple bunny she had brought to school with her that day. She was in a particularly gloomy mood today. And the bunny was special. She squeezed it for two minutes before putting it back in her bag and getting up. She headed out towards anywhere loud and bustling with people. She needed a distraction. Heading into town, Satella realized that her normal place to be was too quiet. The library was just not a great place too... Be blasted out of her chair with noise. But what to do. Her phone buzzed at that moment, and she opened it. When had she gotten Lenore's number? She didn't remember and she didn't reply. It might have been a mistake... But Pizza did sound good.

((Hope that was okay))  

[spartan309]

(hoping cat with come back on soon)  

[Greedy Fat Cat]

[ Sorry, sorry. I was on a retreat in the mountains this weekend. I will post later on, though, so rest assured! ]  

[Greedy Fat Cat]

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Her stomach growled again, as if to remind her that she was hungry. Lenore sighed, leaning against a post as she looked at her cellphone. She played with her hair, which was drying gradually. Her hair was usually fluffy and wild, which meant that she could never do much about it other than leaving it hang. She always wanted to style it, or make it smoother and straight, but she never had the heart to do so. Her mother always beckoned her to cut it, but Lenore sort of liked it long. Besides, her hair didn't matter much to her when she was running. And if it was too short, she couldn't put it in a ponytail.

She waited for a reply, from anyone really, that would agree to eat. Her phone vibrated from a text from Aichi, to which she gladly accepted. She told him to meet her at the pizza place near school and to invite anyone he wanted. She knew Aichi from when they were younger. He was a year younger than her, and they were always in different classes. But they lived a few blocks apart, and played with each other on weekends. Aichi still drew, and when Lenore moved back here this summer, she was not surprised he couldn't put down his hobby. She would help him with some ideas, if only to entertain herself.

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[Greedy Fat Cat]

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She ran really fast. Ren watched from his classroom window, sitting there with his headphones in and his chin leaning on his propped up hand. She fixed her hair into a ponytail, and wiped sweat from her forehead before starting again. The face she made while she ran was an interesting look, and amused him a little. And then she disappeared from his view. Ren glanced up, the bell about to ring in a few. He didn't get up when it did, his placard expression on his face. A few of his buddies came up to him, and jumped him. Ren wrestled them a bit, laughing a little.

The teacher scolded all of them for being so rambunctious, even if it was after school. They apologized, though with devious grins on their faces before leaving. While Ren hung around these types of guys, he couldn't necessarily call them best friends. They were fun though, and Ren entertained himself when he was with them.
His cell phone chimed and he took a moment to look at it as he exited school with his buddies. Recognizing it as Lenore's number, he simply read it before putting the phone away. His friends poked at him about him receiving a text, but Ren said nothing about it. Of course, he would like to go to eat with Lenore, but he didn't want to ditch his friends over it.

With a nonchalant look, he pocketed his hands.

"Hey, how about we go get some pizza?"

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[CaptainXXMorgan]

Sage Miller xxxxxxxxxx Allison Forge xxxxxxxxx Isaac Haye

▨ Sage was out early enough that she could stop by the art club room to view a few of the works that was going on and talk with some others, among assisting with freshmen that wanted to sign up. The bell would ring and she'd stay only about ten minutes of the Art session before leaving out for her car in the parking lot. She'd drive out and down to go pick up her younger friend before receiving Lenore's text message. She'd reply back "I can only stay for a quick bite, see you soon." putting her phone back in her dress pocket. Leaning against her vehicle eventually Isaac would head her way. She'd smile softly "Want a treat?"

▨ The bell rang and Alli was quickly out of the class room , eager to get down to the club. She had some pretty good ideas for this year to what they'd be doing, thus there was a lot to discuss about. Time would fly through though it seemed any of those in the performance club would want to go home. She discussed magic acts, among acrobatics, various musicals to match with the performances for the big finale to perform at the end of the year. Of course it was just an opening to what they'd all be doing, it would take a lot of practice and pace to make it happen in the end..


▨ Another boring day of school, well not so boring, someone had a nasty prank left in the bathroom and Isaac almost got blamed for it. His reasoning to the teachers "There's no way a body like mine can make that much waste in all those toilets." at least in his mind he sounded polite, in reality he used a bit of vulgarity with some anger at the accusations of hunting down the boys who really messed up the bathrooms. He's getting detention on Friday, not for a possible prank, but for his mouth. As he went to meet Sage her first words brightened his mood quickly "Heck yeah, free ice cream?" though she said somewhere else this time. He'd tell her about the detention later, not wanting to ruin the chance of free food "Your car smells funny, it has that paint smell again." he told her on the way, whilst rolling down the window.
 

[minus infinity]

Natalie wasn't much for social gatherings and she'd only ever seen Lenore in passing, and so she did not receive the text; even if she had received it she probably would have declined and said she had too much homework. As always, her teachers were more than enthusiastic about handing it out and it turned out she had big projects looming in almost every class. She walked home in silence, contemplating what to do for the aforementioned projects.

(So I know I've kind of pigeonholed myself here but she'll interact with the others eventually, lulz.)

 

[omgIisonfiyah]

((Felt I should bug someone. Sorry GFC, you're it. XD))

Dante continued out of the school building and decided he'd head home. At least, that was what he was thinking of. In truth, Dante was a tad bored and didn't really feel like doing anything. It was during this thought process that he stopped paying attention to reality and bumped into someone, falling over himself rather than the person he had hit. Something smells nice. Dante thought, right after hitting the ground.  

[Greedy Fat Cat]

[ @omg: haha, that was the first time someone called me GFC and I was like, "Who's that? Oh. It's me." lol, but no problem. ]

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Lenore made a noised as she was bumped into from behind, moving forward to catch herself from falling. She turned around quickly to look who had pushed her, having to lower her eyes because the person was on the floor. He looked confused, probably because he wasn't looking where he was going. And because he was the reputed class dreamer throughout the school. Or at least that was what she had heard. She recognized him from grade school as the kid who was bullied a little by the others.
"Dante?"
She tilted her head a little, before offering him a hand to get up. She saw him several times when she moved back, but always missed a chance to chat. Would he remember her? She doubted it, if only because she didn't look like the girly girl she was back when she was ten. But maybe he would, since a lot of people seemed to recognize her as the girl back when. It's been eight years and they knew who she was. Lenore could only commend them, because she had forgotten a lot of people's names when she came back. She guessed she would wait to see, and looked at Dante a bit expectantly.

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[omgIisonfiyah]

For a moment, Dante almost fell asleep where he had fallen before he heard the person he bumped into call out to him. Wait, I know her from somewhere. Dante thought, flashing back to elementary school, as he often did for people who he thought he remembered, and soon remembered. "It's cool, no damage." Dante said cheerily, still laying on the ground and realized he should probably get up before ants got in his hair again. "You're Lenore right? Moved away 8 years ago? Used to run circles around me and hit me with dodgeballs in Gym?" Dante asked, pulling out all the memories he could gather. To say he was forgetful would be like saying the sky was blue.  

[spartan309]

Aichi received the text and smiled, glad they would be able to hang out again after so long. It didn't take long to get to the pizza joint, Lenore talking with someone he didn't really know that well. "Hi Lenore!" He said with a grin, running up to the two.