Zoey had chosen to skip class, as it was her least favourite, instead, she had comfortably taken refuge on the roof of the school. Her bookbag was laying on the ground next to her, her headphones over her ears and blasting her favourite music. She vaguely heard the rush of students in the halls beneath her. She sat down, leaning back against a rooftop vent.
Ezra raced towards the school, he usually didn't sleep that late into the morning, but numerous things had kept him from sleeping until very late, or early, he supposed. He was supposed to catch up to Tara, but the bell had already rung for the first time before class. He wouldn't have time to see her without being late, again, and he really didn't need another warning to bring home to his Mother, especially if his "Uncle" was in town for the time.
Ezra raced towards the school, he usually didn't sleep that late into the morning, but numerous things had kept him from sleeping until very late, or early, he supposed. He was supposed to catch up to Tara, but the bell had already rung for the first time before class. He wouldn't have time to see her without being late, again, and he really didn't need another warning to bring home to his Mother, especially if his "Uncle" was in town for the time.
