Klyix said
Kat woke and lazily swung her legs out of bed, already knowing she had overslept, the sun had began to arc over already. As she made her way to the bathroom, she could already feel the forming of a habit, a rut, and it was sickening. She would have to do something soon, anything, and more extreme than drinking dry the nearest bar. But for now she reluctantly fell into the monotony and readied herself for the day.They had gym first, as always, so she skipped the pretense of 'socialising' in the cafeteria and simply appeared in the gym sitting on the bleachers. She looked out the layout in front of her and frowned in confusion, McCoys explanation not throwing much light on the situation for her. It must be another strange sport the humans played, there seemed to be endless different ones, if she had attempted to learn them she would have given up long ago.
Zack saw a girl he didn't recognize. Seemed like he talked to more girls then boys. They would have to work on that, but for now he was more the willing to stick with familiar ground. Atleast girls talked to him. Most of the boys avoided him. Trying to look confident Zack walked up the the black haired girl. "Would you be interested in teaming up with us?"