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[indent][indent][indent][color=silver]Quinn had almost thrown her phone with the fright she got from a familiar blonde head appearing on her lap seemingly out of nowhere - yanking her out of the deep sea of thought she had been immersed in. It only took a second for her to recover from her shock, however, as she grinned down at her friend, pulling the earbuds from her ears to ensure she could hear everything Frankie was saying. Her eyebrows quirked at her correct guess, and she absent-mindedly ran a hand through her best friend’s hair which was currently splayed across her leg.

[b][color=D2691E]"You know me so well." [/color][/b]She smirked. Normally, she wouldn't be this comfortable being so touchy with another person, but - as always - Francesca Allensworth was an exception for Quinn. She always found herself far more relaxed than her usual self when in her counterpart's presence, and ultimately in a better mood. She let her guard down while around Frankie - a rare feat in itself.

[b][color=D2691E]"Had another run-in with a tub of paint, hmm?" [/color][/b]She gestured down at the girl's colorful fingers. 

The blonde girl held up her hands to so the sunlight streamed through her fingers. The shades of blue and green that stained her fingers more noticeable now that she was outside. [color=839BD5]“I can’t start my mornings any other way, you know that!”[/color] she giggled.

[b][color=D2691E]"Any nude models hiding in your room?" [/color][/b]She tutted. 

[b][color=D2691E]"And so early on a Monday morning, Francesca."[/color][/B]

Frankie just smiled dreamily up at her friend. [color=839BD5]“Well, not this morning…”[/color] she stretched her tired body across Quinn’s lap. [color=839BD5]“But some visitors have come and gone over the weekend.”[/color] she stuck out her tongue cheekily. She shifted her eyes to the side when she thought about how she had spent Friday night with Nicholas having their special kind of fun where they roast each other for hours and then make up in the best way possible. And then there was Saturday with Leo which was dedicated to pure animalistic lust.

[color=839BD5]“But you know me Quinnie… I never want them to stay.”[/color] she giggled as she sat up straight finishing her coffee. She put her back against the same wall as her friend looking at all of the students milling about. 

Quinn did know - perhaps a little [i]too[/i] well given her good friendship with one of Frankie’s conquests, Nicholas. She was not a stranger to chatting with him about his feelings towards her friend, and sometimes another girl, too; so she was well aware of their relationship. She had also heard more than enough when it came to Frankie and Leo - the pair’s similarities had not gone unnoticed by the brunette.

[color=839BD5]“What about you Quinn… you got yourself out there yet?”[/color] Frankie asked nudging her shoulder with her own.        

Quinn laughed at that, shaking her head and trying her best to ignore the face that automatically popped into her head as soon as Frankie asked her. She had yet to honestly admit the feelings she felt when it came to said face to herself, so, for now, she had no intention of making any moves on that front.

[b][color=D2691E]“Nah, I’m all work and no play. The usual.” [/color][/b]She smiled sideways at the girl next to her and went quiet for a second before forcing her stiff muscles to comply with getting up out of the position she had been sat in for perhaps a little too long.

[b][color=D2691E]“Oh well, another day awaits us.” [/color][/b]Quinn announced dramatically, holding out a hand for Frankie to take to help her up. 

Frankie sighed and took Quinn’s hand and stood up with a groan [color=839BD5]“You really should look into changing that… I have it on good authority that a lot of boys around here are lusting after you!”[/color] she laughed as she brushed off her denim overalls.

[b][color=D2691E]“And to tackle such a day, we need sustenance!” [/color][/b]And so the pair made their way to the cafeteria, arm in arm. Rolling her eyes at Quinn ignoring her, Frankie gladly followed her best friend.

Quinn found herself surprised at how many familiar faces she recognized as they entered the cafeteria, slowing slightly as they went to collect their breakfast. She had tried many times to request that she skipped the morning meal - personally detesting the way eating so early made her feel - however her requests had time and time again been denied, so she had long-since decided to just suck it up. The food they were given was never [i]too bad[/i], anyway; it always seemed to be exactly what she had been craving at the time. And this time was no different. She grinned as a bowl of fresh berries was handed to her.

Quinn used the time Frankie took to get her own breakfast to sweep her gaze over who else was in the cafeteria. She made a mental note to herself to avoid where Sol, Sam, and Leo had settled themselves, knowing the tumultuous nature of Soleil and Frankie’s relationship. She personally didn’t have any problems with the girl, but nor was she particularly interested in a confrontation transpiring so early on a Monday morning.

As they walked through the cafeteria Frankie watched as her friend studied the route she believed to be the best way to avoid any drama. But Frankie never being the one to care headed straight towards the table where the ‘alpha’ trio sat. But she wasn’t stupid she didn’t want to start something this early in the morning, so quietly just passed the table. But as soon as she was behind Leo she shifted her tray to her one hand so that she could stroke the broad back of her boy toy with her free hand. Without saying a thing she squeezed his shoulder and looked back at him giving a flirtatious wink at him as she caught up with Quinn. 

Quinn’s eyes traveled further across the room, offering a small smile to anyone who happened to meet her gaze, before it halted on a sight she was certainly [i]not[/i] expecting to see. Theo. Shirtless. She gulped at the sight - hands momentarily tightening on her tray before she forced her eyes away from his torso, fearing that she had already been staring too long.

[b][color=D2691E]“You heard about the assembly tonight?” [/color][/b]Quinn asked over her shoulder, a slight tremor to her voice, as she fell into step beside Frankie as they made their way to a table. 

Frankie raised an eyebrow as she scooted her chair closer to the table. [color=839BD5]“Yeah, I read something about it… I’ll probably skip it!”[/color] she smirked [color=839BD5]“I can’t sit still for that long!”[/color]. 

Quinn rolled her eyes at her best friend’s words. Typical. Always the conscientious student, she spoke up. [b][color=D2691E]“Well I’ll be there taking notes for you. As per usual.” [/color][/b]The statement was paired with a smirk and a wink so that Frankie would know she had no problems with that, however the ever-so-slightly tense tone to her words had still not left as she was well aware of who was sitting at the table behind them. God, she needed to get a grip.

Frankie looked at her friend’s nervous face studying it to see if she could locate the reason for that small quiver in her voice. When she couldn’t find it her eyes traveled over Quinn’s shoulder and there she spotted the big oaf of a man that was Theodore Wallstrom. [color=839BD5]“Ah… there it is!”[/color] a sparkle could be seen in Frankie’s eyes.

[color=839BD5]“So… when you say all work and no play… does that mean even in your dreams… in the shower?”[/color] Frankie asked pointing her fork toward hunkulese’s table throwing her head back, her singsongy laughter ringing through the cafeteria. 

Quinn almost choked on the strawberry she was currently chewing on, knowing exactly who Frankie was referring to without having to look to where she was pointing to. [i]Damn her and her keen eye.[/i]

[b][color=D2691E]“What, Theo? We’re just friends.” [/color][/b]She laughed off her friend’s suspicions for a second before her face became serious, leaning in across the table and towards Frankie to make sure no one else would hear. 

Frankie stifled a small laugh [color=839BD5]“I didn’t say anything about ol’ Teddybear, that was all you”[/color] she feigned shock clutching her chest. [color=839BD5]“I mean I don’t blame you… look at him!”[/color] she tilted her head to get a better look.[color=839BD5]“But be careful cause I’ve heard that him and So-”[/color] she began before Quinn cut her off.

[b][color=D2691E]“Seriously, Frankie. Just friends. And I don’t wanna ruin that.”[/color][/b] The finality of Quinn’s tone  suggested that she didn’t want to talk about it anymore - at least, not right now. She would perhaps be a little less apprehensive if there were less prying ears surrounding them.

Another eye-roll was sent Quinn’s way [color=839BD5]“Fine… whatever.”[/color] she sighed and turned her focus back to her fruit platter. 

[b][color=D2691E]“Besides, we have more important matters to attend to.”  [/color][/b]The seriousness in Quinn’s expression melted into one of excitement. [b][color=D2691E]“If I’ve heard correctly, there’s gonna be a party Friday night. And I’m pretty sure we’re invited.”[/color][/b]

[color=839BD5]“A party?”[/color] she perked her head up. [color=839BD5]“Where? With who?”[/color] she asked quickly as she turned around to spot the group of girls all deep in conversation about what she guessed was this alleged party. Quinn must’ve heard the planning as they made their way over to the table. [color=839BD5]“Well we need to at least make an appearance!”[/color] she said as she popped the last grape in her mouth.

  
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