I smirked, trying to hide my amusement. I looked at the sleepy guy with a little grin. "You could be dreaming about not dreaming. Though, that is also just theorized and you could be in a strange coma from lack of sleep." I saw the beer and I shook my head, not wanting to go near the bottle. Last time I drank, I ended up having my clothes taken by a drunk guy because I drunkenly decided to take a little swim. Instead, I said "thanks, but no thanks. Drinking and me just don't mix."

I couldn't help but feel as if this was sacred ground and they wanted me not to say a thing to the insanely cliche kids downstairs. I grinned at the redhead next to me, although the hit was pretty painful. "Thanks. I didn't mean to interupt... whatever this is, but those kids down there... man are they wolves! I felt like I was going to have to buy a bus and run them over! Though, going to jail doesn't seem fun..." I looked around and realized I was rambling. I felt my cheeks burn softly and I shook my head.

When I heard the little "redhead" quip, a smirk slowly came up and I looked at the girls who commented on it. "Well, you know what us redheads are..." I turned to the girl next to me and grinned mischeiviously before moving out of her reach and going up to the girl who made the first comment on redheads. I leaned up and whispered in her ear "we're crazy." I then kissed her on the cheek and laughed. I moved away from the poor girl and toward the girl talking about gingers. "Now, I'm not a ginger. There is a huge difference. Gingers have no soul, while redheads... oh we [i]have[/i] soul. We just use it in a... unique way." I sighed and said "listen, I'm not gonna rat you guys out to the cliques down there, okay? I'm also not gonna join a clique, so don't ask. I just really need a place to hide. My old school was kinda like this. I know the rules of the trade."

I put my pointer finger to my lips and I winked. "I won't tell a soul if you don't rat me out."