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

Zara grabbed his arm. ”Lets go back down. If its too loud for you we can find a quiet spot to sit. I want to talk to you.” She said, not wanting him to get too close to the edge.

"Number one, why would you want to talk to me? And two, why can't we talk right here?"
He asks her as he sat down, his feet hanging off the edge. Like every time he decided against jumping.

"I dont like anyone being near the edge of a building." Zara said, her tone turning sour. "Come sit with us."

His hand clenched on his jacket pocket as he stood up with a sigh.
"If I come, will you beat me up?" He asks her turning around, taking a step away from the edge. He wouldn't be surprised.

“I said I want to talk and I mean it. Why would I beat you up?“ Zara asked, as she shoved her hands back in her over-sized pockets.

"I don't know. I don't know why anyone wants to beat the daylights out of me. Yet they still do."
He says with a shrug as he stands up and starts to walk to the metal door leading back into the school.
He was always the submissive type and he wasnt about to change that with her. She was definetly not one of the people he would want to test that out either.

Zara followed behind him as they left the roof. She headed back into the cafeteria where Ava and Alyx were still waiting.
"What took you so long?" Ava asked.
Zara plopped down at the table. "Apparently trying to convince this one not to fall to his death." She jabbed a finger in Isuels direction.

"What!? Did you think it was going to kill me!?" He asks her as he fiddled with his thumbs, still standing up. Trying to get a grasp on everything, his mind goes blank for a minute and he drifts off into his own thoughts.

"From the height of the roof? No, but you would break your legs." Ava explained.
Zara pointed at Ava. "Bingo." She said as she began to eat her food.

"Actually if I landed correctly I could break my neck and die. Maybe crack my head open. That would be a fun way to go" he says starting to rant on and on about how he could possibly die. He was a writer, so of course, he knew these things.

Zara looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "Are you that eager to die?" She asked which earned a slap from Alyx.
"Hey!" She said, looking over at him.

"That's classified information," he says taking a step forward. He wasn't really one to open up. He wasn't about to say anything to whoever these kids were.

Zara let out a small snort at the way he said that but didn't say anything. She ate her lunch, which was a peice of pizza, a bit more before asking.
"What were those @$$hol$ this morning after you for?"

"Uhm….my money? Why else? They know i won't do their homework."
He says rolling his eyes. He looked at the table, then at an empty chair in which he was standing beside. He slowly sat down, hoping they wouldn't tell him to get lost.

"So he finally desides to sit!" Alyx chuckled. He adjusted his glasses before sticking out his hand. "I'm Alyx. The twerps older brother." He said, jabbing a thumb at Zara.
"Call me a twerp again and I'll make sure Luke eats your friends." Zara growled, causing Alyx to laugh.

"Uhm…hello." He says shyly as he hesitantly reaches out his hand and shakes Zara's brother. And now he was curious as to who this Luke was. Though he assumed it was her dog or something like that. Although knowing Zara for the little time that he has, he wouldn't be surprised if it were a man-eating dragon thing.

"We both know Luke wouldn't do that!" Alyx laughed.
"He has wolf in his blood. He could." Zara shot back. "If he misses a meal or two your friends would be a snack for him."

He didn't say anything, he just sat there fidgetting with his pencil that was behind his ear, then getting out a tiny sketchbook that he used from detention. Oh yeah….he forgot he had that today too.
He started to doodle little cats, foxes, and dogs on the pages.

Ava peaked over his shoulder. "You draw very well." She complemented.
Not a second later the bell rang, causing the squeaking of a hundred chairs being slid back and the talk of people.
Zara groaned as she too got up, though she did shove her plum she didn't eat inside one pocket.

He put his hand to one of his ears as he gathered his things with the other, then he quickly headed out of the room on the opposite side everyone was flooding out of. Not even saying goodbye to anyone.
He felt no need to.

(Time skip?)

(Yeparoni)

(To detention or another class?)

(Detention probably?)

(Makes sense)

(Okie dokie. Do yoj wanna do it?)

(Sure!)

Zara sat in the same desk she did yesterday as she fiddled with a mass of paper clips she had twisted together. She was trying to shape them into a spiked ball.

He walked in after getting taught another "lesson" by the same boys from earlier, in the bathroom. His had a bruise on his cheek and he had just got his nose to stop bleeding. He limped into the room with his head hung low and his hands in his pockets as his honey brown-golden hair fell into his face. He quietly sat down in the seat farthest from Zara as he twiddled his thumbs together, humming a soft tune to try to make him forget about what had just happened. When he said he's gotten best up every day and still does, he wasn't lying.

Zara glanced up at Iseul and then back down at the ball before doing a double take. She got up and stomped over to his desk before slamming her hand on the desk.
"Who did this? It was them, wasn't it?" She asked, almost growling.

He jumped as she slammed her hand on the desk, flinching as her as he let out a little sound that was almost cute in a way. And it would be if he wasn't all bruised and beaten up. "No, it's fine…..please sit back down before he comes in" he says referring to the teacher that came in at the beginning to check on them. His arm was up and in front of his face as he spoke, his eyes closed tightly shut as if she were to hurt him.