[center][color=saddlebrown][h1]Ebony Nicole Washington[/h1][/color][hr][hr][URL=http://s1150.photobucket.com/user/Mskennedy615/media/giphy_zpsfvwy1n5w.gif.html][IMG]http://i1150.photobucket.com/albums/o601/Mskennedy615/giphy_zpsfvwy1n5w.gif[/IMG][/URL][hr][hr][color=saddlebrown]Location:[/color] Lunch Room
[color=saddlebrown]Interacting with:[/color] Caleb Mckinnon ([@smarty0114])
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The remainder of homeroom had gone smoothly. Somehow, Ebony had managed to guess someone's lie correctly, before walking to the front of the class and telling her own. She didn't say anything too personal, unlike some of the others. She told them that she loved writing poetry, she was into photography, and that she was a vegetarian. Anyone could've easily guessed the lie, seeing as though she had her camera around her neck, and someone more than likely saw her scarfing down a large slice of pepperoni pizza at the carnival the day before. The next period wasn't as eventful. Ebony's best and favorite subject had always been English, so she knew she'd enjoy participating in the class. She just wasn't so sure that she'd [i]love[/i] the teacher. Their third class with  Mr. Shmiddt was going well, that is, until he mentioned the Science Fair.

 [color=gray]"Freshman will be allowed in the science fair for the first time this year!"[/color] he exclaimed, [color=gray]"Except..."[/color] he pauses, [color=gray]"We're only allowed to do volcanoes. Fear not though! We will make it a blast, and show them the freshman deserve to be in the fair too!"[/color] Ebony groaned as he handed out a piece of paper that listed all the supplies needed and that each group would be a maximum of five members.

[color=gray]"We will decide our members at the end of the week, and by we, I mean myself!"[/color] he let out a chuckle, and continued talking about what he had in store for them this year. Resting her elbow on her desk, Ebony sighed. Not only were they going to have to participate in a Science Fair, but they'd also have to work in groups. Ebony was a friendly girl, sure, but she'd much rather do the project alone. Being the perfectionist that she was, she knew that she'd come off as bossy or annoying whenever they'd start the project. Hopefully, though, she'd be placed in a group with people that she was well-acquainted with. When the bell rang, signaling the beginning of lunch, Ebony hopped out of her seat and grabbed her things. Her camera was hung around her neck, as usual, and she had her cell phone in hand. As she and a crowd of students made their way into the lunch room, Ebony reached in her pocket to grab the few dollars that her Auntie had given her a few days ago for lunch. There was a great selection of food, but after a moments thought, Ebony decided to buy a salad. After grabbing a few packets of Italian dressing, she turned to scan the lunch room, food tray in hand. 

From the looks of things, she thought, she'd either have to sit at an empty table and wait for someone to come sit with her, or sit at an already occupied table. She couldn't spot any of her friends from where she was standing, so she walked around for a bit, scanning the room one last time before spotting the table nearest to her. The table was only occupied by one person, a thin boy with shaggy, dark blonde hair. She recognized him from homeroom, where, like everyone else, he'd stood up in front of the class. She couldn't remember, however, whatever he'd said for his two truths and a lie. He was reading a book as he ate, something that Ebony didn't really like to do seeing as how she'd always manage to drop a piece of food on some of the pages. Taking a breath, Ebony walked over to the table and sat her tray at the seat across from his, letting a small smile come over her face.

[color=saddlebrown]"Is it okay if I sit here?"[/color]