ZYLARIX HIGH

Ivory: I mean, who even wants to be friends with her? She's probably just going to be a burden.

Oh heck nah

Ivory: (notices you looking at her) What are you looking at?

Ivory: I mean, yeah, you look like a total delinquent. *She says in a sassy tone, making some of the other students chuckle*

*smirk* at least i stand out *glance at others* unlike some people here

*Axel laughs* OOH SHE GOT SERVED! *Ivory's face turns red*

*pulls levi closer to me*

*Levi tenses briefly, then relaxes into the touch* Is this okay? *whispers*

*He snatches the paper, eyes scanning your work. His brow furrows slightly.* You… *He taps a specific line on your paper.* Explain this step. *His voice is low and challenging.*

*The boys just stare, stunned into silence. One or two exchange nervous glances. Then, the sound of my furious footsteps stops. I whirl around from down the hall, my face a mask of pure rage.* Don't you dare turn your back on me! We're not done!

omg i'm soooo scared. *cold face*

*My face twists in pure rage. I stalk right up to you, stopping inches from your face.* Scared? You should be. *I hiss through clenched teeth.* This isn't over. Not by a long shot.

(I walk in im a girl I have a motorbike1 helmet under my armpit and im wearing a big baggy jumper with Metallica's band on it and my skirt is black and is pretty short)

*whispers ripple through the room as eyes dart between the skirt, helmet, and Metallica logo* Ivory: *scoffs loudly* Ugh, is that... *crumples paper* ...a *tourist*? Levi: *glances up briefly, then returns to sketching a motorcycle in his notebook* Leo: A METALLICA FAN?! BRO’S ICONIC- Zen: *shoots Leo a sharp look* Sit. Down. Ms. Hilton: *smiles warmly* Welcome! Take any empty seat- Noah: *winks from the back row* Move in with me. *Axel slides a handwritten note across his desk: "Nice helmet 😎"*

*I walk up to ivory* did you just call me a tourist *I get to her desk and slam my hand on the table and it cracks* oh whoops *I say sarcasticly moving sarcasticly to*