"Gay." - (Closed, Feel free to follow :D)

"Hey, Paris!" Micah said, waving to their friend. As usual, they had some sort of sweet in their mouth, today it was a lollipop. "How are ya?" They asked, offering a lollipop to her.

Val got out the of the classroom as soon as the bell rang. She walked up to the top floor and into the room where GSA is held. She had just started going to this school two months ago and joined gsa the first month in. She was told by her guidance councilor that she had to participate in some extra curricular to show that she’s adjusting and all that stuff. She decided GSA and actually has started to like it.

"Pretty good too! I'm going to finally try to make a rainbow cake with my cousin Jax… Jax is a professional baker so, I hope it actually works." They said, moving the lollipop around in their mouth.

Val day at a desk in the room. She had been going to the club for a month but she still wasn’t really friends with the others And was a little to anxious to even talk to them.

When Logan heard the bell ring she slung her black backpack (with Castiel from Supernatural as a cat on it of course) and bounded out of her science classroom with barely a wave to her teacher as she started up the stairs to the third floor before remembering it was a Friday, and yeah, she knew that meant GSA, but it also meant she only had a few minutes to retrieve her violin from the instrument storage room to take home for the weekend before they locked it up. A slight detour and a few minutes later she was entering the abandoned art classroom turned queer paradise with instrument case in hand. Logan had joined the GSA club when she first heard about it a few months into freshman year. A few students had already arrived when she walked inside. At the front of the room, she spotted Paris with her arm over Mic's shoulder. She walked up to the two of them. "Howdy-doodle Paris, Micah! Listen, Paris, I have a fantabulous idea to do with the literal eight dollars we have left. I've been thinking about it all day."

(I like need that bag!)

(There is so much going on I don’t even know where to start)

Hahahahahhaha little do you know I actually own that bag but in blue and it's my current backpack but like it cost 50 bucks so if you're not willing to buy it then. Don't.))

Timothy walked alone through the halls on his way to the GSA meeting that day. He actually just joined about two weeks before, so he didn’t really know most of the people very well. He hoped that he could actually get to know them and make new friends. He walked in to see Paris, Micah, and Logan already talking. They seemed to be in the middle of a converstaion, so he tried to keep quiet.

(I did it)

Val saw someone else enter the room. She recognized him as Timothy. He was also knew so maybe she can befriend him. She gave a tiny wave and smiled.

Just sitting here waiting for @Mark_Is_Male or @It's Lex, Fear Me~ to say somethingg))

Sitting here ignoring this site for a bit//

A mood))

Timothy saw Val wave to him, so he returned the wave while flashing her a smile as he walked in her direction. “Hey, what’s up?”

When Logan heard the bell ring she slung her black backpack (with Castiel from Supernatural as a cat on it of course) and bounded out of her science classroom with barely a wave to her teacher as she started up the stairs to the third floor before remembering it was a Friday, and yeah, she knew that meant GSA, but it also meant she only had a few minutes to retrieve her violin from the instrument storage room to take home for the weekend before they locked it up. A slight detour and a few minutes later she was entering the abandoned art classroom turned queer paradise with instrument case in hand. Logan had joined the GSA club when she first heard about it a few months into freshman year. A few students had already arrived when she walked inside. At the front of the room, she spotted Paris with her arm over Mic's shoulder. She walked up to the two of them. "Howdy-doodle Paris, Micah! Listen, Paris, I have a fantabulous idea to do with the literal eight dollars we have left. I've been thinking about it all day."

Micah set their head down on the table and groaned, Logan was known for her notoriously bad ideas. "What is it?" They asked, sure Logans ideas were bad, but Micah was bored so…

Timothy saw Val wave to him, so he returned the wave while flashing her a smile as he walked in her direction. “Hey, what’s up?”

“Nothing much just really bored. How about you?” She asked her smile growing slightly.

"So glad you asked, friendo! So you know those assholes on the football team who are pieces of shit to everyone, and are always using the most offensive language possible? Specifically Matthew, Riley, and andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)?" Logan grinned. "All we need is to steal hand sanitizer from a classroom, buy a bag of mini-marshmallows, and someone can bring in toothpicks if we want to be fancy." She clapped her hands together evilly. "Then my plan can commence! I promise it'll be great! So those are the materials we need."

"I hate those shitheads, they always call me either a guy or a girl." Micah groans, looking to Paris for her response.

Timothy saw Val wave to him, so he returned the wave while flashing her a smile as he walked in her direction. “Hey, what’s up?”

“Nothing much just really bored. How about you?” She asked her smile growing slightly.

“Feeling about the same, currently. Did anything fun happen in any of your classes today?” Timothy responded. He hoped that the conversation would carry on and not dissipate.

Ah, see you llater~~//

Auuuaagh just typed so much and accidentally deleted it))

“Yeah my health teacher gave us all a family tree project. I told her I couldn’t do it so she sent me to the principal who sent me to the vice who then sent me to my guidance councilor,” she rambled. She had mentioned being in foster care last week and really didn’t care who knew this time. A few houses ago she would have been panicking and covering it up but now she did not care at all. “Anyway yeah I spent the entire period explaining the same story. So how about you?”

(Oops sorry I was busy)
Davvy walked into the room where the GSA was held and saw that there was already a number of people already inside. "Hey Paris!" They called out to the leader and went and say down on top of one of the desks.

Ashley walked into the room after Davvy, a small grin crossing his softer features as he stepped inside, waving to Paris and a few other faces that he recognized. Letting out a small sigh, he slumped into a seat next to Logan, Micah, and Paris. All three of them were people he had known for quite some time, so he felt comfortable sitting by them. "What are we talking about?" Ashley asked a bit softly, tilting his head to the side in question as a few, messy dark strands of his hair fell across his gaze.

Logan looked to the side as Davvy and Ashley entered the room. Davvy went to sit on top of a desk and Ashley sat right beside the one Logan set her things on. "Why hello there! We were just discussing this BRILLIANT-TAY plan I have made. I was just telling these two what we would be using the materials for." Her grin spread wider. "So first step is: once we get all of the mini marshmallows, we need to cover each one with hand sanitizer and put them on a plate. Step two: Someone, using pink paper and loopy handwriting, will write a note somewhat like this:" Logan cleared her throat. "'Hey there, cuties! It's us, the cheerleaders! We wanted to congratulate Riley, Matthew, and andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) on their fantastic playing skills at the latest game, so enjoy these marshmallows! Sorry if they smell a bit weird, Vanessa tried out a new perfume and no one likes it. See you next game!! xoxo💕💋💕✨'" Logan said in an overenthusiastic stereotypical cheerleader voice. "Step three: during football practice, put the marshmallows and the note in the boy's locker room. Step four: watch as those three good-for-nothings die or get poisoned." She gave a cheerful smile. "Quite brilliant, is it not?"

Micah took in a long exaggerated sigh before yelling. "SERIOUSLY, KILLING? WE COULD GET EXPELLED!" They yelled, a look of something between rage and exasperation.