Jocks vs. the Arts (A REBOOT YA'LL) (CLOSED)

"I'm thinking of doing a Sci-Fi marathon. Ma gave me permission to watch Alien and Aliens finally. But we'll probably do Star Wars instead because of Ferran. You want in?"

Raven walked into the cafeteria and sat by the art kids, just where she belonged. She saw Londy and smiled at him, "Hey!"

"Hey." London said absentmindedly.

At the greeting, Maeve brightened. "Raven! How are you?" Sitting down on the table, she moved her plate to make room for her sketchbook.

"I'm good! How about you?"

Raven walked into the cafeteria and sat by the art kids, just where she belonged. She saw Londy and smiled at him, "Hey!"

"Hey." London said absentmindedly.

"Is anything wrong?" She asked.

At the greeting, Maeve brightened. "Raven! How are you?" Sitting down on the table, she moved her plate to make room for her sketchbook.

"I'm good! How about you?"

"Sick of the school lunches."

Raven walked into the cafeteria and sat by the art kids, just where she belonged. She saw Londy and smiled at him, "Hey!"

"Hey." London said absentmindedly.

"Is anything wrong?" She asked.

"What? No I'm just drawing." London said, looking up, remembering his surroundings.

Raven walked into the cafeteria and sat by the art kids, just where she belonged. She saw Londy and smiled at him, "Hey!"

"Hey." London said absentmindedly.

"Is anything wrong?" She asked.

"What? No I'm just drawing." London said, looking up, remembering his surroundings.

"Oh okay then."

At the greeting, Maeve brightened. "Raven! How are you?" Sitting down on the table, she moved her plate to make room for her sketchbook.

"I'm good! How about you?"

"Sick of the school lunches."

"Same here."

(Oh sry)

"I'm thinking of doing a Sci-Fi marathon. Ma gave me permission to watch Alien and Aliens finally. But we'll probably do Star Wars instead because of Ferran. You want in?"

"Yeah, of course I want in!" Darren said with a smile.

"Aw yiss!" Lee crowed. "We could do Stargate if you want, too."

Ferran smiled. "Yay! I love Stargate." More than he cared to admit.

Ash stood up and walked into the lunch room, her band mayes following her. She skipped the lunch line and walked in to grab an apple before walking out, paying and sitting down at the end of the art table. She quickly finished her apple before continuing to work on her music.

Hand moving over the paper, she began to draw her favorite dog, occasionally picking at her food.

"Are we talking, like, SG-1?"

"Naw, the movie." Lee said, poking at her food. "I'd really like to do Alien(s) though." She poked Ferran in the shoulder. "But someone's a chicken."

"Awww c'mon man. It's not so bad."

"I'm not a chicken." Ferran rubbed his arm. "I just want to sleep soundly for the rest of my life."

"In space." Lee intoned, leaning closer to Ferran and Darren. "No one, can hear you scream."

Darren chuckled, "You guys are such nerds," He teased.

Ferran leaned away from her. "Thank you for that information."

"Dude. Did that reference just fly over your head?" Lee chuckled, poking him again.

Grey pulled out his sketchbook and started working on his sketch of an old run down roller coaster with his well used ballpoint pen. He was sitting at the table next to everyone else but still close enough to be considered part of the group.

"No. I don't watch Alien. Cus I want to sleep. Not because I'm a chicken. Which I'm not."

"Well maybe a little," Darren laughed.

"But you've been to my house and seen mom's Sci-Fi stuff. She's got a freaking Alien poster. In her office. We've been in her office." Lee poked her fork into her food. "You must not be as observant as I thought.

"No I just tried not to look at it." Ferran huffed.

"Are you telling me you're afraid of a poster with black background and a fricking egg thing in the middle of it with a glowing green crack?"

"No….." Ferran stared at his tray.

(Aw poor Ferry Boat. :<)