[hr][right][sup]Monday — Morning — Cafeteria[/sup][/right]
[color=ffe0e0]"Like, food for donations...yeah, that might work."[/color] Rebecca said faintly, looking down at her own untouched meal. [color=ffe0e0]"It feels bad to think of things that way, but...I guess if I gave them something in return, they'd be more willing to participate."[/color][right][sup][color=222222]can't do it[/color][/sup][/right]The words left a bitter taste in her mouth. She wanted to think of people as being better than that. But faced with everything around her, she couldn't help but feel that it was true. The girl cast her eyes around the cafeteria, at everyone wrapped up in their own worlds, and wondered just what it would take to break down all of those walls.[right][sup][color=222222]can't do it can't do it can't do it[/color][/sup][/right][color=ffe0e0]"...I wanted to do something from the school...to show Malie's parents how many people here cared about her. It felt like she was friends with almost everyone."[/color] Then again, for the veritable party girl that she'd been, it could seem that way. Some people have finer lines between 'acquaintance' and 'friend' than others. [color=ffe0e0]"Maybe the timing is just off...it seems like it gets this way every year. Around finals, or midterms sometimes...when everyone is stressed out about tests, everyone gets like this..."[/color] She mused, [color=ffe0e0]"But, if I wait until after finals, getting people together during the summer would be a mess...and a bunch of people are graduating and moving..."[/color][right][sup][color=222222]can't do it i can't do it you can't do it[/color][/sup][/right]It was hard for her to shake herself out of the negative thoughts. The speedbumps and the why-nots. The easy excuses. All she really wanted to do was wallow in her own feelings, and dragging herself out of that dark lagoon to do everything else took all of her willpower. If it hadn't been for Kat, at least being able to tell her that she wasn't crazy just for trying, that someone understood, she would have already given up.[right][sup][color=222222]can't do it its too hard its too hard its too hard just want to sleep instead[/color][/sup][/right][color=ffe0e0]"I'll do it tonight. My dad has a grill he'd let me use. I wouldn't be able to study, but—"[/color] Rebecca's words stopped suddenly. She stared downwards at the table, as though reminded of something. [color=ffe0e0]"...But I'll be fine."[/color]

 
[color=82ca9d]Keone sits at the end of another table, sluggishly eating their own meal. They're keeping a close eye on the three from afar, with a worried expression.[/color]