[color=LightSalmon]Time:[/color] 5:19 PM -> 5:28 PM
[color=LightSalmon]Location:[/color] Campus Commons
[color=LightSalmon]Interacting:[/color] Echo Gallagher [@Amethyst]; any observers.

Naomi thought for a moment, drumming her fingers on her thighs. She bit her lip and stared off into space. The exciting feelings that she had felt moments before were abating quickly as the minutes rolled on. It occurred to her, that, if they did get into trouble, and if they were caught, she would just end up making a scene in front of everybody else. Snot, tears, hyperventilation- the whole works. The mere thought filled her with dread. She couldn't bear to be embarrassed like that in front of everyone. Her thoughts went on and on like this, taking her to worse and worse places. In her imagination, she cried in front of the seniors, was made fun of so viciously that she had to leave the school, and, worst of all, [i]went home[/i]. Logically, she knew this was unlikely and that, if caught, they would just receive a detention, but her anxious thoughts just ballooned until she felt like she was being crushed by a thousand stones and she couldn't breathe, she [i]couldn't breathe[/i]-

Echo snapped her out of it, interrupting her anxious dilemma by asking something that she could actually talk about. [color=LightSalmon]"Um, yeah,[/color] she responded, gasping for breath a little. [color=LightSalmon]"There's, this, uh, this girl in my history class? APUSH, actually, this year. Her name was Alice. Seemed a bit stand-offish... we got partnered together for icebreakers, and she wasn't too nice, but that's to be expected."[/color] Now scanning the crowd for any new students, Naomi noticed someone sprinting towards the green from the auditorium. She pointed, directing Echo's gaze. [color=LightSalmon]"Maybe we should try to make friends with some freshmen this year?"[/color] she suggested. 

Just then, the speech started, and Naomi went quiet. [color=LightSalmon]"Me too,[/color] she whispered back to Echo. As her anxiety rushed back in like a tidal wave, Naomi gripped Echo's forearm tightly with her gloved hands. She didn't let go. She could vaguely feel heat radiating off her in blasts, but ignored it, focusing entirely on the speech. The strategy worked for a minute or two- before the alarm clocks went off. Her eyes went wide in fear, and, then, to her surprise, she started [i]laughing[/i]. It wasn't a normal laugh by any means. No, this was a maniacal laugh, a crazed laugh, but she couldn't stop. Her nails sunk into her friend's arm, hands heating up, as she tried to stop, nestling her head into Echo's shirt. She was really hoping that no one would notice, but, looking up, she noticed multiple kids staring at her.

[i]Shit.[/i]