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[color=gray]River did not know what she had done in her past life to have been born into such a cruel world. The sun had barely risen above the horizon and the world seemed to be covered in a gray film yet the blasted educational system expected her to be up, dressed, and ready for a full day of learning. This educational system is bullshit. By the time she was supposed to leave, River was still eating breakfast, half asleep. She wasn’t dressed; instead she was in her pajama shorts and an oversized t-shirt. Part of her was tempted to just skip school and go back to bed, but the watchful eye of mother dearest. 

[color=fdc68a]“River, Chris will be here any minute.”[/color] Ms. Dermott warned and River groaned something unintelligibly.

Like clockwork, the door opened and Chris waltzed in, dancing to an unheard tune in his favorite blue hoodie. When his eyes landed on River with her unbrushed hair, wrinkled pajamas, and the bags under his eyes, he stopped and threw his hands up in the air. [color=a2d39c]“Oh for fuck’s sakes, River.”[/color]

The redhead knew that her moment of peace was over and she begrudgingly trudged up the stairs. Several minutes later, she came downstairs in ratty jeans and a v-neck on with a graffiti-printed belt. Chris was lounging at the bottom of the stairs and when River finally reached the ground, he grabbed her hand and ushered her outside.

The school was crowded with students when they arrived and it took some weaving for them to get inside. To make matters worse, people kept stopping them to talk to Chris and ask if it was true they were dating with which River would try to deny while Chris would pointedly look at their hands and answer with a decisive yes. Finally, they arrived to their first period and Chris patted River’s hand before letting it go. 

[color=a2d39c]“Yeah, so I told Tanner to fu–.”[/color] Chris was interrupted by his phone which buzzed slightly in his pocket. River released a sigh of relief because if she had to listen to him talk about Tanner one more god damn time, she was going to lose it. [color=a2d39c]“Oh, hey, I gotta go talk to Isabella, but I’ll be back before class starts. Probably.”[/color]

[color=7ea7d8]“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Go talk to Isabella.”[/color] River muttered, waving Chris off and he began to saunter in the other direction. 

River entered the classroom and took her seat, slumping in it and opening up a book to read. Eventually, class began and Chris still wasn’t there. River rolled her eyes – [i]typical Chris[/i]. The door opened and River looked up, prepared to give a good glare at Chris when two unfamiliar students walked in. New students, whoo. That means people are going to fight over being their new friends and its going to become drama that River really doesn’t care about. Oh well, it doesn’t matter, River won’t get involved in it. Wait…River glanced to the side and realized she had one of the two opened seats in the room (the ones that didn’t belong to Chris, of course). Great.

[i]Please find somewhere else, please find somewhere else, please find somewhere else.[/i]

One of the new students – Stephen? – sat down next to her and River gave him a tight, uncomfortable smile. Well, there was no point in being rude, was there? Besides, River’s awkwardness will probably just put him off anyways and he’ll leave her alone, right?

[color=7ea7d8]“Hi, I’m River.”[/color] She muttered, awkwardly giving him her hand for a handshake. 

The door opened once again and banged against the wall. Chris bent forward, out of breath, with his hands on his knees, panting. [color=a2d39c]“S-sorry, I’m late.”[/color]

[color=f9ad81]“Go sit down, Christopher. And detention.”[/color] Mrs. Hinson scolded and Chris smiled, nodding.

[color=a2d39c]“Sure thing, Mrs. Hinson.”[/color] Chris ruffled his black hair and when he passed River, he laid a hand on her shoulder and whispered in her ear, [color=a2d39c]“Need to talk to you later.”[/color]

River rolled her eyes and nodded, crossing her arms over her chest. She did not want to hear Chris rant about Isabella for an hour.[/color]