“Depends on the teacher. Let’s hope they actually staff this place well.”
(Closed) Role Play With @thighhighcrocs
"If they didn't, I'm about to raise hell." She grinned wickedly.
“I’m counting on it. And you better not leave me out of that party if you do.”
"Wouldn't dream of it. Is that the classroom there?"
“I think so…yeah it is”
"Well hurry up! I'm not sitting anywhere but the back, and that means you have to get a spot with me." Rook dragged her into the classroom and managed to nab two seats in the back row.
“Glad we both share the ‘I’m antisocial and must sit in the back of the classroom’ quirk.” She chuckled.
"No, that's just you. I sit in the back 'cause it's cool and easier to get away with not paying attention." She said, slouching in her chair and pulling an entire family sized package of oreos from her bag.
“Rookie you seriously brought a whole container of Oreos with you?” She laughed quietly. “Of course you did.”
"Yup!" She held out the package with a smirk. "Want one?"
“Duh!” She replied and then grabbed several and gave Rook a look like ‘fight me.’
"Thought so~" She sang, and shoved an entire cookie in her mouth.
L snorted quietly and split her Oreo in half before eating it.
Rook leaned against L as she watched people filing in, resting her head on the other girl's shoulder. "I hope something interesting happens this year, like a murder."
“Ooh that’d be fun.” Anger briefly entered her gaze as it fixed on someone entering the room “I have a few people I’d like to put on that list to be murdered.”
((Omg she’s turning into JD on me
"Oh! Can I help?"
“Of course you can.” She responded, forcefully pulling her gaze away from the guy that she’d been staring at.
"So who is he?" She asked, her hand finding L's and squeezing.
“I don’t want to talk about it” she replied, staring at the desk in front of her, her tone cold.
She looked up at the other girl and nodded. "M'kay. Let's talk about your favorite oreo flavor instead?"
“Thanks…” she wasn’t sure if Rook was going to drop it or not. She was thankful that she did.
"So, favorite flavor?"
“Mint obviously. What’s yours?”
"Rocky road! Mint is pretty good too though."
She nodded like ‘okay it’s acceptable for me to still date you’
"So does that translate over into your icecream flavors?" She asked, glad the teacher wasn't there.
“Pretty much. I like to switch it up a lot with ice cream though.”
Rook ate another cookie. "You ever had pistachio icecream?"
“Nope. I’m not much of a nut person.”
"That's disappointing, and gay."