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[b]My[/b] best friend ever~ [sub]Lala does talk to Sierra briefly [@Dirty Pretty Lies] - A lot of mentions of the emo [@Silent Observer] - Remy talks to the entire class[/sub] [img]http://i.imgur.com/SJrtsEU.png?1[/img][/center] [indent]With a random bag of rolos in her hand, Lorelei leaned back in her seat and munched on her morning chocolate like it was nobody’s business. Seemed like it was a battle between the Alps and Italy now. The pda between Lila and Oliver was [i]eye catching[/i]. Best friends or not, that was begging for attention and to be misunderstood. Or was it not a misunderstanding and actually reality? The sight of the two friends being intimately close with one another did get Lala to wonder how affectionate she was with CR in front of everyone. When individuals are around each other for so long, being too close for comfort just became habit. It was still [i]weird[/i] to see. Raising an eyebrow at Sierra’s [i]pleasant[/i] comments toward Christopher Robin, Lala responded with a purposefully loud, [color=ff2052][b]”Ha.”[/b][/color] If there was one thing that Sierra and Lala had in common, they were two girls that didn’t hold their tongue, no matter how harsh their words came out, [color=ff2052][b]”Can you be any less [i]butthurt[/i]? If anyone knows about bitching, that’d be [i]you[/i].”[/b][/color] Rather than repay Si with an eyeroll in return, Lorelai crossed her eyes and stuck out her tongue. Yeah, she didn’t give two fucks. Soon after, her mind returned to more important things. Time to ignore the rest of the class now. From her seat, Lala took aim, [b][color=ff2052]”Slips, open wide.”[/color][/b] This had a huge chance of going terribly wrong, but that’s okay. At least she would grab her friend’s attention while having fun. Take aim. Fire. The chocolate darted toward the ditzy blonde. Temperance was busily rubbing her palms against the denim fabric of her jeans, focused intently on her familiar wooden desk. Her train of thought flew ahead like a freight train as her mind tumbled around the words that Jareth Wells had uttered. [b][i][color=181313]“Hell yeah.”[/color][/i][/b] Remy’s best friend had agreed with her... and did she see him flash a coy smile at her?! Jar looked like the classical emo/scene kid, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t attractive! In fact, the bleakness of his clothing and the boy’s ability to get her dark humor made him quite appealing. With that glance and agreement… could it be that he [i]liked[/i] her?! A thump against her head brought her back down from the clouds. A rolo clattered to the ground, and her green eyes wandered to her friend’s form. [color=#de5d83][b]“I think I’m going to ask Jar out.”[/b][/color] Temperance whispered bluntly to the girl beside her, nothing but astute seriousness laden in her voice. Not fazed by the sudden comment from her friend, completely use to it by now, since they knew each other since childhood, Lala put a handful of Rolos in her mouth and humorously shook her head in disappointment, [b][color=ff2052]”You could’ve caught that. Now there’s a rolo on the floor… wasted.”[/color][/b] Ah, but Temperance's mind was stuck in the clouds. The gloomy, dark rain clouds that was… Jareth. After placing the bag of candy on her desk, she leaned in closer toward her friend, resting her arms on her own legs, and clasping her hands together. Her brown gaze scanned the fair face that sat before her before her lips curved into a smirk, [b][color=ff2052]"Oh, will you?"[/color][/b] Her eyes lit with intrigue and anticipation. Intrigue to watch the results of Temperance and Jareth becoming a thing. Anticipation for the inevitable disasters that would occur from said results. Temperance nodded to her friend, sternly and with purpose. [b][color=de5d83]“Deus Vult. I will conquer Jerusalem and slaughter the Saracens. [i]If you know what I mean.[/i]”[/color][/b] The historical reference would surely go over her friend’s head, but c’est la vie. [b][color=ff2052]”Okay nerd. Conquer his D and slaughter your competition. Do it. You won’t. No balls.”[/color][/b] Whatever. Lala didn’t understand the reference, but she would take it and make it her own, then egg her friend on who’s never been kissed before to be stupid. Being stupid was [i]fun[/i]. Watching dear loved ones be stupid was better. There was far more entertainment in watching stupidity and eating chocolate, all at the same time, than being in a room filled with boring kids that didn’t know how to live. If Temperance wanted to get on Jareth and claim him as her own, to the best of her capabilities since Jareth wasn’t one to [i]commit[/i] (or date for that matter), then by all means, she should [i]do it[/i]. [b][color=de5d83]“W-Wait, what? I didn’t say I was going to… um… do uh… [i]that[/i] with him!”[/color][/b] A scarlet flourish zapped onto Temperance’s cheeks. Lala could be so crude sometimes! She didn’t know Jareth well enough to expect a tumble in the hay, but… oh gosh, the thought of it was [i]incredibly[/i] hot. Her and him… in a barn… and actual hay… For a second, the blonde spaced out, daydreaming about a snippet of a potential romantic evening with the raven haired boy. [b][color=de5d83]“Fine, fine. I’m doing it now. I’m just going to… just do it. And everything is going to be great, and I will not be crying tonight because [i]oh my god I’m so lonely.[/i]”[/color][/b] she half-whispered to herself and her friend. Pulling out a sheet of paper and a pencil, the girl began to write a secret message to the boy of her fancy. At first, Temperance thought about simply asking him out on paper, but that seemed so… elementary and impersonal. So her words laid out a plain sentence: [i][b][color=de5d83]'Hey, Jar… Can you meet me before English? -Temperance'[/color][/b][/i] It kept the surprise alive, yes, but it also made her more anxious. Oh man, this was going to be [i]awful[/i]. Folding the note into a little paper football, she took aim at Jareth, and [i]flick[/i], it was sent sailing into the air. Unfortunately, the blonde wasn’t known for her accuracy… and her note ended up hitting her soon to be step-brother’s shoulder. That was definitely [i]not[/i] the guy she was trying to date. Doom and gloom could only be seen in the horizon now. Remy was dazed, contemplating if he should choose Italy or Alps. He already [b]knew[/b] what he wanted to choose, but he was worried of the backlash that could occur with his choice. Opening his lips to [i]finally[/i] give his opinions, he paused when he felt something hit his shoulder. His lips immediately closed shut and his gaze darted toward the paper on the floor. Bending over, he picked it up and glanced around in the room to find the culprit only to see an alarmed look on Temperance's face. Of course. Rolling his eyes, he opened the paper to read it and rewarded the paper with narrowed eyes. [b][color=ffff99][i]What does she want with…[/i][/color][/b] Whatever. This wasn’t any of his business. [i]Maybe[/i]. Though, it did annoy him that she went the whole paper route rather than pulling his friend aside. Well, she was a teen. Typical. [i]Annoying[/i]. After folding the paper back up, Remy got up from his seat, went to Jareth’s desk, slid the paper on his friend’s desk not so subtly, and then turned to his class, [b][color=ffff99]”Hi. Um… so, I think I’d like to go with…”[/color][/b] Pausing briefly, Remy nervously cleared his throat and then said his peace, [b][color=ffff99]”I... the bigoli I heard is [i]amazing[/i] in Italy. And the lampredotto is a must eat in Florence too. The ultimate 'poor kitchen' dish! I could learn a thing or two there…. so, yeah, that’s where my vote goes. [sub]Italy[/sub]”[/color][/b] Avoiding all his friends’ gazes, especially Jareth’s, Remy scurried back to his seat and contemplated how he’d salvage his history homework before history. Why would he forget? He [i]always[/i] got his homework done. How could he forget that disaster? His homework was ruined. And now he voted against not only his closest friends, but his BEST FRIEND. All for his future… heh. The bell was going to ring soon.... [/indent]