Becky continued her animated and lively conversation with Sean, waving her arms about as their conversation continued. To the rest of the world it was pretty obvious of Sean's feelings. He listened intently and paying attention to every detail. Yet to Rebecca, he was a good friend; family basically. She turned her eyes to Jessica and Erin, smiled widely as she continued her conversation with Sean. The two had shifted their conversation over to music although the musicians were unknown and far fetched. They spoke of unconventional singers and unfamiliar albums but such was their way. They both acquired a taste for Indie and carried that love through genre and country. If it hadn't been for Rebecca, Sean would never had the opportunity to witness a concert he would always remember has his all time favorite. Sean passed the two girl's a faint smile and immediately turned back to his conversation, leaving Chris to deal with his girl friend and her best friend. Chris muttered a greeting when Erin arrived, his head pulling back from her sudden greeting. His actions may have appeared blunt but his incident in the park had given him an unease he just couldn't shake off. His own conflicting feelings hardly helped the matter. He cared about Erin but this was high school. Chris shifted in his seat, his knee bouncing under the desk. He mumbled at Jessica's excitement and nodded. Sure tonight would be a laugh but he was exhausted; that was his excuse. Rebecca gave a wide grin and turned to the others. "It'll be amazing!" She chimed, sliding off the table and into her seat. Before she had the opportunity to speak once again, their teacher strode in, beaming as always. The students shifted themselves into position and waited for what the school day had prepared. Everyone had seemed fairly gleeful until the words "[i]Suicide and mental illness[/i]" danced throughout the air. Chris murmured a curse and turned his attention to one of his notebooks. He quickly grabbed a pen and began to doodle, scribbling small cubes across the first empty page he found. Part of him considered feigning an illness just to get out of the class. The last thing he needed was this. Poppy's death wasn't his fault.. It wasn't his fault she was dead.