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Location: Homeroom
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Interactions with: Selene [@RBYDark], Sadie [@alexfangtalon], Maeve [@TheIrishJJ]
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 “Excellent! Well-"

Blake looked at Selene with every intent of paying attention to what she was going to say, only for a familiar voice to ring behind him and breaking that attention that he had cast upon her. Turning to face the direction of the voice, he noticed that it was Maeve and gave her a warm smile. He hoped that she was doing alright, along with her brothers, seeing as they were both new here, along with being foreigners. He also loved their accents, and hoped one day that he'd be able to replicate various accents all in the name of acting. That, and he found it pretty cool to do so.

 So when he began to open his mouth to say hi, he immediately closed it as his teammate decided to answer Maeve with her own thoughts. Her words sounded harsh to the ear, but Blake detected the intent of what she was attempting to communicate. Seeing an opening, Blake responded with "Nothing wrong with trying to get this project settled, and it's been good Maeve, I'll have to ask you how yours has been later." He stopped there, noticing another familiar face approaching.

This time it was Sadie, but it was also due to the project. He was glad to have at least one familiar face on the project to work with, and since she was very well mannered, he knew she could help him make friends. He stopped that train of thought, focusing on what the others had to say about what they should do. It caused him to ponder what he would want to do, but he felt he could let his more artistic side show in this project too.

[color=#f7cac9][b]"I wouldn't mind creating the volcano, and we could come to my house to do some different experiments besides the regular baking soda volcano if you want. I have a spacious backyard, or we could test it in the front yard... Either way, I wouldn't mind accommodating everyone, it would be pretty fun."[/b][/color] he told them, holding a confident smile in hopes of creating, well, hope in them that they'd get this done right, but have fun with it too.
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Location: Homeroom
Interacting wth: Conan 
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Nathan's stares at Poetry's lamenting was thankfully interrupted by the sound of an Irish accent hitting his ears underneath his earbuds, hastily taking them off to face the voice. Upon seeing that it was Conan, a wave of hidden happiness and nervousness swept across Nathaniel, masking it behind an almost unfaltering, content smile on his face. He was glad that it was his rested and relaxed face, otherwise he'd feel embarrassed. He was asking Nathan if he was doing anything after school, and to a point, he really wasn't. He had planned on doing his regular routine, going to work out at the community center, swim afterward to cool down... Spend most of his day there...Alone...

The thought of hanging out with someone else somewhat terrified him, if he was being honest, let alone with someone he didn't really know. Sure, he somewhat knew Conan, but would he have to meet his parents? Interact for prolonged periods of time? What if he messed up somehow... His interactions with other guys his age was often limited, so it was a decision that, while regularly shouldn't take that long, was taking Nathan quite awhile to answer, let alone think of a decision in the first place. When he realized he was staring, he quickly shook his head to snap out of his trance of thoughts, taking a deep breath so that he didn't sound awkward when he would answer.

[color=9966CC]"I... I guess I'm free, I suppose. I, uh, don't know where you live though."[/color]