-Phoebe Intervention-
Phoebe tried to keep a very far distance away from Charles. She didn't even care about his presence until her gaze caught his, and she perceived pure hate in the back of his eyes. He did not look like a happy camper. Phoebe angled herself out to the side, and sat up in the bleachers, and saw her acquaintance Kincaid over on the other end. Phoebe sat down by herself on a row. Though she wanted to be down in the thick of the drama with the other students, it was probably wise to stay out of reach from the hateful kid. Didn't know I'd strike that many wrong cords with him. Phoebe thought as she turned her head down, and she fiddled around with the sparkling rings on her fingers as to hopefully break away the tension between Charles and herself. Specifically, she made sure to rub over her refined obsidian jewel on her index finger. It was an heirloom from her grand mother, who was very modest, kind, and loving. Much unlike Phoebe.
When Phoebe looked up, she was glad to see Charles caught up in a conversation, and she relaxed a little bit. Though there wasn't much room to relax on the uncomfortable, cold bleachers. The sudden announcement surprised Phoebe, and she jumped in her seat a little. It was the same voice from earlier, and... someone else? Phoebe couldn't make out much from the announcement, but definitely took offense to being called a 'bastard'. "How dare they..." She grumbled to herself as the announcement droned on. Then she was able to pick out from the quiet whispers something about 'introducing themselves', and Phoebe saw this as a good time to pipe up.
"Hey, everyone! Buckle up for a moment!" Phoebe yelled, cupping her hands around her mouth so she was louder. "I think we should introduce ourselves, since I don't think we've formally done that yet." She shrugged, and stepped up a level on the bleachers. "You probably know who I am, considering, but I guess I can forgive anyone who's forgotten." Phoebe cleared her throat, and stood firmly. "I'm Phoebe Intervention!" She said loudly, but with a serene elegance. "Famous child actor, you've probably seen my work in 'Pretty Little Advocates', and, 'Broad Abroad'." Phoebe smiled to everyone, but quickly glanced over Charles. That was her spotlight moment, even if it was under lame florescent lights. Even with the lights as they were, Phoebe's delicate, refined features ardently shined with zeal. Almost like a polish on a new car.
Phoebe tried to keep a very far distance away from Charles. She didn't even care about his presence until her gaze caught his, and she perceived pure hate in the back of his eyes. He did not look like a happy camper. Phoebe angled herself out to the side, and sat up in the bleachers, and saw her acquaintance Kincaid over on the other end. Phoebe sat down by herself on a row. Though she wanted to be down in the thick of the drama with the other students, it was probably wise to stay out of reach from the hateful kid. Didn't know I'd strike that many wrong cords with him. Phoebe thought as she turned her head down, and she fiddled around with the sparkling rings on her fingers as to hopefully break away the tension between Charles and herself. Specifically, she made sure to rub over her refined obsidian jewel on her index finger. It was an heirloom from her grand mother, who was very modest, kind, and loving. Much unlike Phoebe.
When Phoebe looked up, she was glad to see Charles caught up in a conversation, and she relaxed a little bit. Though there wasn't much room to relax on the uncomfortable, cold bleachers. The sudden announcement surprised Phoebe, and she jumped in her seat a little. It was the same voice from earlier, and... someone else? Phoebe couldn't make out much from the announcement, but definitely took offense to being called a 'bastard'. "How dare they..." She grumbled to herself as the announcement droned on. Then she was able to pick out from the quiet whispers something about 'introducing themselves', and Phoebe saw this as a good time to pipe up.
"Hey, everyone! Buckle up for a moment!" Phoebe yelled, cupping her hands around her mouth so she was louder. "I think we should introduce ourselves, since I don't think we've formally done that yet." She shrugged, and stepped up a level on the bleachers. "You probably know who I am, considering, but I guess I can forgive anyone who's forgotten." Phoebe cleared her throat, and stood firmly. "I'm Phoebe Intervention!" She said loudly, but with a serene elegance. "Famous child actor, you've probably seen my work in 'Pretty Little Advocates', and, 'Broad Abroad'." Phoebe smiled to everyone, but quickly glanced over Charles. That was her spotlight moment, even if it was under lame florescent lights. Even with the lights as they were, Phoebe's delicate, refined features ardently shined with zeal. Almost like a polish on a new car.