[IC] A School Divided

[bjftaylor]

i turn to face nick "uh.. yeah, who are you again?"

[AmericanCommie]

'Remember me from 5th grade' he looked at Ben

[bjftaylor]

"n-not really" he puts an earphone in and plays some music

[AmericanCommie]

'okay then' walks away to do some laps around the gym

[bjftaylor]

i sti at the corner of the gym with my earphones in plying games on my phone

[AmericanCommie]

Goes into the changing room to "use" the bathroom but actually just sits there texting his crush

[CherriesJubilee]

She waved, not taking the form of human contact that is a handshake. "Hi..." she grumbled, dismissing the thoughts of punching him in the stomach. Who is this other mystery boy, though...? A peculiar species men are... she thought, eyeing this "friend" of the man boy she just barely crashed into. As the two dissipated from her presence, she walked around the gym, not talking to the popular girls, nor associating with any of the guys. This is going to be a loooooooooong year... she mentally sulked.

[AmericanCommie]

He comes out of the bathroom, just to sitdown on one of the benches near the other guys, just talking and shit

[CherriesJubilee]

She walks past by the other boy hanging out with other guys on the bench and smirks as she gives him a peace sign and a subtle wink as a way to say " 'Sup." and continued her laps around the gym, humming "Fur Elise". Eventually, they all got a seating chart and she was stuck between the two boys she had "met" for gym warm-ups.

[AmericanCommie]

sits down amd minds his buissness

[bjftaylor]

starts running around faster than everyone else

[CherriesJubilee]

She started doing stretches, and eventually moves on to leg-lifting. After 15 reps on each side, she jogs 10 laps around the gym and sits back down to stretch more. Man, I'm out of shape... I need to hop on that bike more often... she thought, shyly waving at her nuisance's "friend". She was panting loudly from what she thought was light exercise, but continued to stretch for 10 minutes before moving on to some ping pong, and walks up to the companion on her left, "Hey, you wanna play...?" she inquired, offering a paddle to the friend of the boy she couldn't stand.

[AmericanCommie]

"hmm?" he wondered as she approached him, "ummm, w-what do u need?" she was beautiful, but he didnt even know her name yet! "btw, could u tell me your name?" as he took the paddle from her, accepting the game.

[bjftaylor]

i watch quietly and decide to walk over "whats going on here?"

[AmericanCommie]

'ping pong, that's basically it' he said ashe hit the ball back at her. he watched her make the moves that could get him out of the game 'hey ben maybe u could play winner' he misses the ball, her point

[bjftaylor]

i nod "thats fine by me" i lean on the table and watch the game

[CherriesJubilee]

She held her hands clasped together as she spoke, trying to focus on anything other than his face, "Oh, how rude of moi!!!" she giggled behind her hand for a moment "My name is Roselyn, but back in ze Pari, everyone called me Rose." She was embarrassed her half-French was showing, but didn't care in the heat of the ping-pong and hit the ball across the table, with him missing. "Hah! My point!!"

[AmericanCommie]

'anyway, my name is Nikolai' he felt he belonged here. he grinned and hit the ball so she missed, 'point, right?'

[CherriesJubilee]

She made a desperate attempt to hit the ball, but it just hit the edge and bounced to the floor. "Oui, point to you... and are you Russian? Your name certainly sounds like such..." She had traveled through Russia once to visit a relative in Japan and saw how they were dressed so eloquently. She barely noticed the third party standing off to the side.

[AmericanCommie]

'Da, I am from Siberia, we moved here.' he smiled and said 'yet, i am no communist, communists are horrible people they killed most of my family just to get to america, they didnt wamt us here ' he thought of the russians killing his family and many, many more people. 'hut thats the past, today is tue present, and tomorrow will be the future.'