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 Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2012 8:35 pm
Persephone Mikelovitch
 Persephone sneezed. Was somebody talking about her? That was the superstition right? Well, probably not. It was probably just a normal sneeze.
She entered the english classroom and quickly found a seat, not in any sort of particular mood to interact with anyone (especially the blondie over yonder). She smirked to no one in particular, resting her elbow on her desk and her chin on her hand as she waited for class to begin.
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2012 9:48 pm
 .:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
Well, it didn't seem like the teacher or anyone else was showing up anytime soon. Maybe he could use this time to study up on other things for his other classes. Of course, he had to shove that thought away when a student actually did walk in and take a seat. "Hey. I haven't seen you around before. What's up? I'm Morgan." He grinned at the.... smirking girl. Was there something she found funny? Was it him? He really hoped not.
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2012 10:27 pm
Persephone Mikelovitch
Was the blondie talking to her? Persephone glanced at Morgan and smiled absentmindedly. "Yeah, I always forget about this class. Usually I'm in a food coma after lunch and really don't feel like listening to something that might make me fall asleep. I'm Persephone." She said, " And... I think I may have seen you around actually. You ever go to the beach?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2012 10:45 pm
.:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
"I know exactly how you feel. I always love me some good food here." Okay, Morgan may love food, but there was no way he would engorge himself to the extent where being full would get in the way of studying. Though, he had to play the part. Morgan raised a brow when Persephone mentioned that he did look familiar. Maybe he had to think a bit more. She did seem familiar, but he wasn't that great with it came to faces. He preferred trying to remember information rather than people. "Really? I'm pretty sure I haven't seen you around before. Ah! Now I remember. You were that one girl who tried to scare Tshila and me back at the beach. Haha, nice one."
"And yeah, I tend to go a lot, but I haven't been able to lately. It's pretty bad of me since I am in charge of the Beach Club. Speaking of which, I should probably insert in some lame advertisement for that right now. What do you say? It can be a free excuse to ditch class if we ever go on field trips." Please, say no. Morgan inwardly crossed his fingers. The less people in the club, the less of a possibility that could happen. After all, he certainly didn't want to miss out on lessons.
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2012 11:25 pm
Persephone Mikelovitch
Persephone resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Field trips with blonde and blond-er? No thank you. "Sorry mate. I'm more of a forest person myself, but you know what? My brother? He loves the beach. I'll send him you're way yeah? I'm sure he'd be interested." She smiled sweetly. "Next time I see him."
"...So where's the teacher anyways?" Persephone glanced around. "I thought that the students were the ones who ditched class, not the teachers. Great work ethic eh?" She leaned back in her chair, folding her arms. "Well, at least no teacher means no work right?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2012 11:35 pm
Rose Martin Sigh. Time to learn about Hamlet again. Rose held the book in her hand and sat down at her regular desk. She looked around and saw Persephone and Morgan talking. Rose shrugged and started to read the book. That girl who had talked to her in another class wasn't there. Shame, then Rose would have someone to talk to.
The teacher wasn't in the classroom, Rose heard the two others talking, but it had nothing to do with her, so she kept her mouth shut and kept reading the 'amazing' book.
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