What was going on this morning? Was this school always so...weird? And so...lax on their stance regarding public...well not indecency or...well YES indecency, but that just sounded harsh. Connie wasn't quite sure how to take...much of anything that had happened in the past few moments, the only thing that seemed to stick and process was Gwen introducing herself and continually  using what she assumed to be a complimentary nick name. So now there was a name to the nudist to match the body that Connie once again turned her head away from out of both manners and embarrassment; more so for their location and passers by than anything else. 

[b][color=yellow]"YES HELLO GWEN MY NAME IS CONSTANCE BLENDIN OR CONNIE TO PEOPLE THERE IS NO 3D TELEVISION AT MY HOUSE BUT IF YOU WANT TO BRING SNACKS THAT IS FINE BUT PLEASE NO MEAT FOODS BECAUSE I WILL BE SICK AND YES COME TO MY HOUSE TONIGHT IT IS HALF A MILE AWAY FROM THE CAMPUS, IT'S THE RED HOUSE, ADDRESS 5642 THAT GOES FOR EVERYONE WHO-"[/color][/b] She was yelling again because of that awkward, nervous, unsure-whhat-to-do feeling that arose in situations like that. 

But the reason she was cut off was because of a collapsing Rebecca. Connie's fliers again scattered about the floor, some blowing away in the breeze. Rebecca, or perhaps her clothes, was heavier than Connie would've expected. 

[b][color=yellow]"Uh...uhm...uh...O...okay? You..you should come too, Gwen, the nurse will have clothes for you...uh...Rin...uh...quiet girl...I'll see you tonight at my house? Okay? Little help, er..err..um...Gwen?"[/color][/b]

Connie had one of Rebecca's arms draped around her shoulder as she was not confident enough to carry her outright. 

Oh, what would mother think. 

[b][color=yellow]"...What is happening right now?"[/color][/b] Her musings were to herself; if nothing else, things were certainly...lively.