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Daze was, for a lack of a better word, [i]in a daze[/i] during the entirety of the useless assembly. Simmering with the knowledge that everyone else was being placed on the back burner, yet again, in favor of the football team. Which, let's face it, good looking men - not the most skilled. At least she was sitting with her friends and fellow Round Table members, otherwise she would have thrown a right old fit there in the bleachers. Most definitely embarrassing her twin in the process. [color=87c73a][i]'Not a bad idea though...'[/i][/color]

As the assembly of RoseHell High came to an end and others were shuffling around, Sam and Rich began delving into conversations; expecting her to chime in with her opinions. [color=87c73a]"I mean, yrah, I think it's fucking lame that the arts program is getting fucked while football reigns supreme - sorry Artie,"[/color] she turned around behind her on the bleachers to place a hand on his knee, [color=87c73a]"But Red here isn't wrong about the home ec stuff either... [i]some[/i] people clearly need it,"[/color] Daze was not shy in hiding her pointed glares at the school's resident little rat as he walked by chatting it up with his [s][i]potential victims[/i][/s] friends.

Daze shot Sam a look that spoke volumes when Artie started talking about making get togethers a weekly thing; mainly because he mentioned a game night, all in the hopes of keeping it [i]"tight"[/i]. Daze couldn't help but smirk and shake her head. Daze wanted nothing more than to kick it with the most important people in her life and they did, over the summer. It was definitely going to be a little harder now that the school year was kicking off. Especially with all these new mandatory classes and sports teams demanding everyone's attention. 

[color=87c73a]"What the fuck did I do?!"[/color] Daze responded incredulously at her sister's accusation. [color=87c73a]"Wha? [i]Psht[/i] [b]OK[/b]. So it was one, two - [b]OK[/b] a [i]few[/i] times,"[/color] she caved under her twin's gaze, [color=87c73a]"Where you wanted to go home and I kept you out longer. But you were [i]royally[/i] compensated with forcing me to endure awful, [i]awful[/i] Disney sugary concoctions every 10 fucking minutes when we went."[/color] The pain in her face and tone should have spoke volumes to those around them. It was an awful time - but maybe not as bad as Daze made it out to be. Yes, they had a blast, but Jules did pay her back by requiring them to try all the desserts they could at every shop from every park. To say it made her sick was an understatement.

Daze swore off sweet for 3 months after that!

When their fearless Red Knight of a leader mentioned Joey, whatever sickness in Daisie's stomach vanished and was replaced by something a little different. [color=87c73a]"He's not weird,"[/color] it was like her mouth was working on autopilot at this point, [color=87c73a]"Just, different s'all."[/color] She trailed off, grabbing her shit and started walking down the bleachers and out towards the hall of lockers, desperately trying to get outta the situation of talking about her ex. 

[color=87c73a]"How 'bout those schedules, [i]hmm[/i]? Cause I'm with Rich - if I don't have classes with you fuckers, I riot."[/color]