Location: Cafeteria
OutfitInteracting with: No one, being his usual loner self
For a lack of a better term, Nathan found English oh so boring, and he generally liked classes that weren’t full of life. But that, that was just an uneventful waste of time. He could appreciate reading, Nathan himself often liked to read, but a syllabus? He didn’t mind having to read it, but it was more so the parent aspect that he worried him. He’d have to find some way to talk to his mother about signing it, but she often didn’t get home until 10 or so… And he didn’t feel comfortable asking his father. Sure, it was just a simple signature, but he knew his father well enough to know that it would be a mistake attempting to interact with him. It gave him shivers just thinking about his father, let alone the scorn he associated with the demon.
Science, however, felt like a 180 degree turn in stark contrast to English. The old man of literature was instead replaced with a rather energetic and pumped younger man. And while his enthusiasm was appreciated by Nathaniel, it also came with unseen consequences. More specifically, it meant that he was excited in placing all the students in random groups for some sort of science project. Nathan didn’t mind science fairs, but having to be stuck in a group of strangers to make a volcano was a less than ideal situation to him. Past experiences with such groups often meant that Nathan had to take charge, soon having to take on all the work while his ‘team’ got the credit through exploiting him. What a lovely first day, he thought…
So when lunch arrived and the students flooded into the cafeteria, Nathan certainly took his time getting there. He didn’t want to sit with anyone, and he assumed the same could be said about him. So, instead of having to deal with the awkwardness that came from attempting to hurry and find a seat, Nathan instead waited for the line to grow, getting in as it reached it’s peak length so that it would take awhile until he would eat. He hoped that, if things would go according to plan, that there would be several empty seats after everyone else found a spot, and he would take advantage of that. If not, he wasn’t opposed to standing...
Blake wasted no time in getting to the cafeteria despite his better judgement. Surely, he thought, cafeteria food in high school would be better, right? Oh, what a pity it would be if that were not so, to which the cafeteria would rue the day they dared serve such slop. Moreover, he would most likely just start having his aunt cook for his lunches after today, for upon receiving pizza with fries his heart ached for better edible material. How was an actor like himself meant to sustain himself with such food? Oh woe was he, who must endure such tasteless garbage!
He chuckled lightly to himself, not entirely sure what thoughts he was attempting to portray, but nonetheless finding it fun to do so. Though, he was serious about having his aunt cook for him, just looking at the food reminded him how school lunches weren’t the most edible of foods. He almost regretted not simply going for the bag of chips, but he wasn’t sure if they were the baked kind or not, and didn’t feel like going over to inspect said bags. He also wasn’t a fan of most sandwiches, so that caused Blake to instead get the only other solution, much to his disdain.
Shrugging off his food issues, he instead looked around the lunchroom in hopes of spotting someone he knew. And as luck would have it, she spotted two people he knew! Ebony, one of his friends whom he talked to briefly yesterday, and Caleb, whom he’s attempted to build up a friendship with. He was already friends with his brother Jacob and her girlfriend Lily, but more so due to the fact he was close friends with Lily thanks to their musical interests. It made him smile just thinking of some of the duets they’ve done together, and it fueled him with reassurance that that was the place he would want to sit.
Making his way to the table, he took a seat next to Ebony, his smile plastered across his face in hopes that it would make his presence more likable.
“Hey Caleb, Ebony! I hope you guys don’t mind if I sit here too.” He told them, even though he essentially already made that decision to sit. It was more so a question out of decency.
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