[center][h1][color=a2d39c]Marco -THEN-[/color][/h1][/center]

Marco chocked a little bit on the bite of burger he had taken after asking his question. Toby's answer had shocked him a little and again, he felt like he was being insensitive. After another second he shook it off, realizing he couldn't have known about Toby's sister and it was a perfectly innocent question to ask. He didn't really say anything in regards to a reply to Toby but rather gave him a slightly pained look. Marco himself couldn't imagine loosing Maria. It was a stroke of luck that they both got taken in by the same family after they were taken from their parents, and the whole situations had brought them closer than the two ever would have been otherwise. His train of thought was quickly interrupted by Bruno who answered about having a twin. [color=a2d39c]"Hey not everyone gets along with their siblings. I am sure if Maria and I had gone through different stuff we wouldn't have been as close, after all our social abilities are the only thing we really have in common. She is the artsy, smart, creatively talented one and I am the dumb, muscle headed jock."[/color] He chuckled and shrugged. 

It was when he finished speaking to Bruno that Landon faked a ruined burger. Marco had watched him put the ketchup on it, he had been watching Landon pretty much the entire time, through the corner of his eye. Marco only smiled, knowing what the other male was doing. [i]'Damn this boy is nice.'[/i] He thought as he watched Toby mentally debate himself if he should take the food offered to him. After a moment he looked to Marco and he smiled at him. It was then he realized he was the only one who hadn't answered. [color=a2d39c]"Oh, I forgot, I have 4 other siblings beside Maria, she is the only biological sibling I have, the rest are all adopted. Our parents couldn't have kids of their own so they took to adopting a bunch. Maria and myself included. Two are older, and one is out of country on and exchange program for her senior year. Even with two gone it it still pretty crazy. So yea, I am sure your place would be a lot less hectic than mine Landon."[/color] He ended his statement by replying to Landon, every last child in that house was troubled in there own way it you could never tell when one was going to blow a fuse and act out on any given day. After that the group went about there day and Marco didn't see Maria until it was time to head home. 

[center][h1][color=a2d39c]Marco -NOW-[/color][/h1][/center]

Marco groaned when he found out that they had assigned seats. He hated not being able to sit where he wanted. He did let out a little sigh of relief when Landon was put in the seat diagonally behind his. He wasn't sure who the others were around him so he was glad to have someone he knew near him. Be vaguely recognized the male to his right as an old friend of Maria's but other than that he was at a loss as to who this person was. He had pushed a lot of the people the two had known before being adopted out of his life when it happened. He wanted to forget it. Maria on the other had had stayed friends with a few people and he was sure this male was one of them. Toby was seated on the other side of the male which would make it hard for him to talk to the boy. Luckly Bruno wasn't too far away and Maria was right in front of him. This made him feel a little better. When they were allowed to do as they pleased Marco turned to Landon, almost instantly. [color=a2d39c]"So, this weekend, wanna gather the other two and hit the field, gotta see if I still got the skills to pay the bills."[/color] He chuckled at his own stupid comment. 

[center][h1][color=f6989d]Maria[/color][/h1][/center]

Maria couldn't believe that out of all the places she could have sat, she was put right next to Quinten. This alone horrified her, though she tried her hardest to not show it. When they were left to there own devices she glanced over to Marco, who seemed perfectly fine without her. She then turned back to give a rather awkward, but friendly smile to Andreas. She was too stiff at the moment to do much else. She almost agreed with Quinten, the computer and Mrs. Wiley were, in fact, in cahoots. Not that either would know of her crush on the boy she was put by but that is still how it felt. Doing her best to avoid contact of any kind with Quinten she pulled out her sheet music and began scribbling in it. It was a simple violin peace, something she could play easily, but she wanted to jazz it up a bit and now was as good a time as ever.