*Takes deep breath* @_Write_Where_I_Wanna_Be!!!! DIS IS OUR RP!!!!

"No, if this is detention this is where I need to be"
He says irritatebly as he sits down two seats away from the random punk-emo kid that seemed she was probably not having a nice day. But he wasn't going to judge. He wasn't haven't too good of a day himself.
He got out his hardcover notebook, opening it and pulling out his pen, twirling it so fast in his hand it almost looked like a magic trick when it flipped over to his left hand and the inked tip hit the pages and started to write.

A teacher walked in not too long afterward.
"I'm Mr.Decker and I will be popping in on you two here and there. I have work to do so I can't be in here the whole time. I'm going to be locking the door on my way out so you can't ditch. Rules are on the board. I will see you later." He explained before leaving, locking the door behind him.
The rules on the board read:

1. No ditching
2. No phones
3. No eating or drinking except for water
4. No talking
5. Work on homework or read

Delila sighed. She had gone over this about a thousand times so she basically had the routine memorized. She had gotten her homework in class and forgot her book at home so she didn't have much to do so for now. She pulled out her pen again and started doodling on herself. She drew little nordic runes all over her hands and lower arm.

"얼마나 성가신 ….."
He says with a sigh. His eyes darting across the page along with the words that he had written. The neat Korean letters every now and then a little chibi character with a flower in their hair on the side. He was only writing a poem about life and death falling in love. Though he never dared to share any of these.

Zara sighed and put her feet on the desk and started to hum to herself, a jazzy sounding song. She looked out the window. It was still raining but it wasn't pouring like it was earlier. She looked over Isuel.
"Hey!" Zara said trying to get his attention. "What are you in here for?" She asked as she stretched.

"Well…..apparently I beat up a kid."
He says with a sigh looking up from his notebook, twirling his pencil in his hand. He stood up and walked to the window, his multicolored eyes following the droplets of water fall off of the glass, landing on the window sill one by one. The pitter-pattering of the rain soothed his mind the more he studied it.

"Apparently? Did you get blamed for something?" Zara asked, raising an eyebrow. She brought her feet off the desk and stood up. She walked over to the window to see what he was drawing.

"If that's what you're gonna believe, then yes. but hey, I can't control other people"
He says with a shrug and sitting down on the window sill, and began to draw once more. The only thing that he could draw realistically was nature… never people or bundling or symmetrical things. Even most animals were hard for him. Through the rough sketch of the window, the rain dripping down the window. Trees and bushes outside with a little cat sitting up in a tree.

Zara shoved her hand into her jacket pockets.
"Nice drawing," Zara said as she looked over her shoulder. "Hey, you're new here, right? I don't think I've seen you around before." She looked him up and down. He definitely was any kid she had gotten into a fight or argument and she had done that with half of the school. She got most of her friends that way.

He simply nods his head, giving her a side glance then going back to the drawing. Just because he was new here though, it didn't mean he wasn't well educated on how things work here. He's forced himself to ask around so he knows what people not to mess with. Though sometimes he had to learn that the hard way.

"So much for talking, " Zara thought as she looked at the clock. 45 minutes had passed by. She sighed. This was going to last forever if they just kept sitting here. She scanned around the room for something to do but thought of nothing.
"Welp! This is boring. I'm leaving!" She announced as she walked over to the window and began to open it.

"Wait what? No no no no. Youre in detention for a reason I'm sure."
He says snapping his book shut and putting the pen behind his ear.
Was she going to be able to get away with doing something like that?? The guy said that he was going to check in on them every now and then anyway!
"this girl is crazy!!"

"Well yeah, I'm in here for a reason. A stupid reason. Why shouldn't I leave?" Zara asked as she opened the window fully and stuck her leg out.
"Plus, I've been here a thousand times and it's not like it's done anything." She explained as she stuck the other leg out.

"Well……where are you going?"
He asks her as he steps towards the open window. The chilly fresh breeze blowing in and already sending chills down his spine, which he loved.
He was tempted to go with her, but he's heard about her before. And he was thankful that he didn't have to learn the hard way not to stay away from her. She was probably one of the scariest in the school. And that just now registered in his mind. He had to be INSANE to go with her!
But something in the back of his mind was crawling forwards, telling him to follow.

"To go get a snack from the vending machines. If the teacher comes back and to let us out and I'm not here, I could get another week of detention." She explained as she jumped out the window. It was still raining so she pulled her hood up and tightened her jacket.
"Plus, no matter what he says he never checks on us. Now are you coming or not?" She asked, giving him an impatient look.

"Wha- um….yeah i guess I am."
He says shoving the mini sketchbook into his back pocket allllong witj his pen and easily jimps out of the window. He didn't have anything to cover himself so he guessed he was going to have to deal with it.
"why in the world am I doing this! I must be going crazy!!"
He thought to himself as he followed her.

Zara shivered because of the rain and began to fast walk to the nearest open doors.
"What's your name anyway?" Zara asked as she pulled her hoodie closer to her as the rain began to soak it. "And why did you move here?"

"It's Isuel….. But wait….Hold on…..is my English really that bad?"
He says with a sigh as he runs his fingers through his hair. His English was actually amazing for only living in America for two years. Only a slight accent which he hated.

Zara gave him a look of confusion before she realized he was talking about how he was from a different country.
"Oh! So you're not American! Your english is really good. I was just asking why you moved to town." Zara said as she rounded the corner to the entrance of the school. She quickly slipped inside, shaking her hair out like a dog.

"Thank you I guess….. And no I most definitely am not if you can see me at all in think you would be able to tell. Anyway, No I'm from Korea."
He says to her, then Flinching at her getting water everywhere, he walked up to the vending machine. Not getting any soda. No, Never Iseul. No, he wanted the moonpies more than anything

Zara pulled out some cash out of one of the pockets inside her jacket, making sure it was not wet before unfolding it.
"What do you want kid? This times on me." Zara said as she began to straighten out the bills. She had a few ones but mostly fives. She must of had almost fifty buck on her. She glanced at the clock on the wall near by.
"1 1/2 left" Zara thought as she fed bills into the vending machine. Once they were in she punched in a few numbers. A bag of sour gummy worms, a bag of salt and vinegar chips and a water rolled out. She grabbed them, unscrewing the water and taking a drink.

"Number one…..I'm no kid. I'm pretty sure I'm older than you anyway."
He says with an eye roll as he looks over the vending machine, humming a little song his grandmother would sing him and his little brother.
Searching the slots…..where was it? Where were the moonpies?! Panic and a sense of dread filled in his lungs like blood and water as if he was stabbed, then being drowned.
They were gone…….
The moonpies were no more. We're they out of order? They should be back in about two days right? Until he remembered hearing two of then girls talking in the halls. The school had apparently taken out the moonpies. And with that, Iseul.
He felt as if his heart had been ripped slowly into a million pieces as whoever did it watched him suffer. The pain in his chest like a brick slowly growing bigger and bigger with every breath he struggled to make. He had learned about heartbreaks from the books, tv shows and all of the dramas. But he's never truly felt it till this very moment.
Finally, simply pointing the fruit rollups he looks over at her.
"I think I'll just have these….."

(He's so dramatic, and he loves his moon pies so much XD)

(Goodness he is dramatic.)

Zara nodded as she punched in the numbers and a fruit roll up popped out.
"Don't get offended. I hardly call anybody by their names, doesn't matter weather you're older than me or not. So take your pick between kid, hon, buddy, or asshole." Zara explained as she folded back up the money and shoved it into her coat pocket. Something in one of her coat pockets crinkled as she did so. She reached in and pulled out a badly squished moon pie.
"Well that looks disgusting." She said, almost amused before going to find a trash can.

His heart seemed to get shredded as she pulled it out, though quickly walking up to her and stopping her.
"Could I……could I have that?"
He says looking at the ground, then up at her again. Just thinking about that moon pie….going to waste like that just broke his heart. He wasn't going to stand for such madness.

Zara gave him a weird look before handing it to him.
"Sure. I think those things are fricking gross." Zara said, shrugging before pulling up her hood.
"Ready to go back out in the rain? And grab your fruit roll up!" She said as she headed back to the door.

(How do you feel about cussing?)

(It's fine, i personally just like to censor it a little like; f#%$ or something like that. Or sometimes I just do things like @$$hole mostly cuz I think it's absolutely hilarious but yeah it's fine XD as long as you don't use it too much tho)

He put the moon pie in his pocket with a smile as he grabbed his fruit roll-up.
"Uh….yeah sure."
He says following her out into the rain. His hair hadn't even gotten the chance to dry. So it didn't matter much to him. He was just happy he had gotten his moon pie. The very last one. He was going to savor it as much as he possibly can.

(Sorry! I thought I replied to this!)

Zara stood infront of the doors, looking at the down pour. It was raining significantly harder than earlier.
"Are you ready to run for it?" Zara asked, tightening her jacket. ""Cause we are going to get soaked!" She laughed before bolting out into the rain.

(its fine!)

"uhm i guess"
He says taking a deep breath. He loved the rain so much. He wished he didnt have to run out of the rain.
"왜 나는 심지어 처음에 거기에 다시 가야합니까."
He mumbles to himself as he bolts out into the rain, catching up to Zara.

Zara eventually reached the window and climbed in. She started laughing. She was kinda an adrenaline junky. She loved seeing how many ruled she could break before she got caught.
"You need help?" Zara teased as she leaned on the window, preventing him from getting in.

He put his hand on the top of the open window sill ready to get in when she leaned out of the window.
"do I need help getting through a window? I'm pretty sure I can handle it myself."
He says with a little laugh, though trying to catch his breath. His heart was speeding in his chest and his ears were pounding.
Which wasnt knew. That's what happened when his adrenaline level got higher. It wasnt every day he snuck out of detention to run in the rain with the craziest girl in the school.