[center][hr][h1][color=00aeef][b]Lilith Storm[/b][/color][/h1]
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[b][u]Time:[/u][/b] End of lunch
[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Beverly Hills High
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Tristan [@HushedWhispers][hr][/center]

The one person she didn't want to see right now, and she ran right into him. All she wanted at that moment was to finish her classes up so she could just go home. She was walking out of the office because she needed a tardy slip and now him. Tristan. Why now? Why did he have to show up at the perfect wrong time. It was like he knew she didn't want to see him and was doing it to spite her.

[color=00aeef]"What Tristan? I'm late for class."[/color] She trudged past him without the intent of stopped to hold the conversation. [color=00aeef]"And yeah. I'm fine."[/color] Anger was boiling up in the pit of her tiny body. To prevent herself from ripping into Tristan she left without another word. Turning away from her previous friend/crush and hurried towards her class. At that point she couldn't have really cared about learning or anything stupid like that, but at least it was an excuse to get away from Tristan.