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[i][u]Location:[/u] Lincoln Memorial High (Astronomy Club)
[u]Interacting With:[/u] Richard King, Malcolm Okada, Jay Hunter-Darling [@McHaggis], Katalina Hargraves [@kittyluna45]
[u]Time:[/u] Lunch (12:45PM)[/i][/center]
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The next three periods went on without much commotion. Scout wandered the halls through the classes as she usually did; quiet, undetected, and watching. She was always watching, keeping her eyes on those who would even take a step too close, following their trail until they were eventually gone from sight. Scout’s staring habit was one she usually was in full control of, and due to this she has had no intention of fixing it. Sure, her eyes were huge, unwavering, and according to some ‘terrifying’, but without her little observations who would Scout be? Just another rebellious kid with an attitude problem. Her ever watchful self was just another part of her, and changing it would be like turning into another person. 

Eventually, the final bell before lunch rang out and Scout’s English class filed out in a hefty stream with the small girl in the center. Her head was bowed down over her flip phone, and her eyes were scanning the screen slowly once more. The message sent by Jay was still rousing odd, confused thoughts in her mind, and though she had thought about skipping out on the Astronomy Club in favor of napping in the back lot the very idea of a floating Dutoit and teleporting Jay was too much to fathom.

Scout needed to see it to believe it, basically. And the Astronomy Club was offering her a chance to see at least one of these phenomenons in action. Scout glanced up away from the phone as the crowd in the hall began to simmer down to a mere few, and she quickly bypassed those who wandered slowly in front of her as she closed in on the science wing. Before she could turn into the new hall, however, her body slammed against a hard frame, and she glared up at the male standing in her way. Richard King stared down with surprisingly tired eyes, and he quickly forced forward a deviously wicked grin at the sight of the annoyed Scout. He backed away slowly before leaning down to be in direct eye contact with her, and while his usual smile was beaming brightly Scout couldn’t help but notice the beads of sweat that trailed down his face .

[b][color=9e0b0f]”Aaaaah man, [i]Silvia[/i], how ya doing? Where ya heading?”[/color][/b] King leaned in close, as if he intentionally knew how to make the ever poker faced Scout uncomfortable, and as he uttered her name she felt a hot flash of rage build behind her eyes. King backed away quickly after the initial wave of anger, however, and then turned on his heels, waving his free hand dismissively at her, [b][color=9e0b0f]”chill out, will ya? See you around, punk.”[/color][/b] And then he was off, walking towards the place Scout had actually been excited to visit.

Damn.

Scout took a few moments to watch the slightly-shaky back of King, head tilting ever so slightly at his apparent change in stance, and then once he was a decent distance away she continued her stride. The halls were almost completely silent, save for the scurrying science teachers who had to rush out for a meeting, and as Scout followed KIng towards the Chemistry room she couldn’t help but feel as though she was being… Observed. Sensed, maybe?

[b][color=9e0b0f]”Quit following me, will ya? I get that I’m like, the hottest guy you [i]know[/i], but I’m not gonna give myself up to a stalker ya feel?”[/color][/b] King’s voice was warbled slightly, as if something was overwhelming him. Scout narrowed her eyes slightly at both his complaint and oddly uncharacteristic tremble, and then said quickly back,

[color=436EEE][b]”I’m not following you, we’re merely heading to the same place. Get over yourself, Richard.”[/b][/color] And then, as if to prove a point, she quickened her pace and passed King, entering the open classroom before he even had a chance to complain. As her eyes settled on the current situation, however, Scout had half a mind to simply turn and exit stage left. The scene before her eyes played out like this: Malcolm and Jay were currently sitting at opposite ends of the classroom, an awkward silence settling among them, and on a table laid a passed-out Katalina. King had frozen behind her, and though his expression was unseen by Scout’s thick hair she could assume he was just as confused as she was. Before she could fully turn to look at him, however, he pushed passed her, immediately turning to stand beside Malcolm and glance nervously around the room. Honestly, what was up with him? Scout soon allowed her eyes to connect with Jay’s and she half-smiled at her long-time friend before tilting her head in a questioning manner,

[color=436EEE][b]”So, Jay, uh, what’s up?”[/b][/color]