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

(He is a tol bean)

Lee shrugged letting the subject drop. "Anyway, how's life treating you Dare?"

"Pretty good!," he responded, "Excited for the big game this Friday."

Rowena put the journal down, looking up instead, having had switched to singing a while ago. "Sing it for the boys… Sing it for the girls…"

"That's good, did you write that?" Ash asked Rowena, abruptly stopping her current playing.

Ferran nodded. "I don't have practice for the week so I'm gonna be there!"
(I gtg)

((I'm outside. And that's SING by My Chemical Romance.))

(I caught that reference finger guns)

((Ayyyyyyyyy Finger guns))

(I seriously gtg though ttyl)

(Yeah, I didn't catch that at first sorry XD)

((It's okay!))

Lillian sighed at the jocks talking. She just wanted to eat in peace, was that too much to ask? She didn't need some jocks judging her.

Darren turned around at Lillian's sigh. He recognized her but couldn't place a name.

Lillian paid no attention to the jocks as she pulled her scripts back out. She picked one and started reading through.

"Theater nerd," He whispered to himself, made sense why he wouldn't know her.

"I heard that," Lillian said out the side of her mouth.

"Sorry," He said quickly, "It was nothing against you, I swear."

Lillian sighed and turned around, "Really? You think I'm mad?"

"Well the term was a little insulting and I didn't mean for you to hear it."

Lillian looked him dead in the eye, "Do you really think I care if you call me that?"

Darren threw his hand up defensively, "Either way, I'm sorry."

Lillian rolled her eyes and turned back towards the table, "Don't care."

"What's your deal?" He said with a confused tone.

"I just want to read my scripts," Lillian muttered under her breath, "Is that to much to ask?"

She said louder, "You."

"Why am I the problem here? I've done nothing to you," He said still confused.

"You won't leave me alone," was all Lillian said.

Darren smiled and stood up taking a seat at Lillian's table. "Am I being a problem now?" He said sliding one of her scripts over so he could read them.

Lillian pulled the script back, "You are being an infuriating problem."

"Hey! Maybe I was interested in that." He said ignoring her frustration.