[h1][center]Nathaniel Gregorio[/center][/h1]
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Oscar would be met by an aghast expression as he explained the American point of view when it came to asking people the sizes of their shoes. Nathan's mouth remained open as he stared at the other boy with utter shock and disbelief. "Oh... oh. Holy crap. That is what it meant...?" He put his hand on his forehead as he started to breath a little funny, wiping the sweat that had begun to form from the revelation that had come from Oscar's shocking revelation. "Oh, hell... thank God that you are the first American person that I asked that question to... huff... well, thanks for letting me, uh, latch on you for this long. Ha... I think I'll start running the laps."

 With that, he stood up from using Oscar's shoulder and stretched his arms and legs in preparation for running a set of laps. "Hngggh. Much better." There was the sound of joints being stretched and popped as he straightened his back. After wiping his glasses on his jacket, he then walked out towards the runways in order to start his laps, though it would be rather noticeable that was stealing glances at Hailey as he did so. Nath, however managed to hear their PE teacher tell Hailey to eat, at which he had an idea. The best way to the heart was through the stomach, right?

"Hailey... um. I have... extra food in the bag. If you like... yeah."

[i]Hah. What a simp.[/i]

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[h1][center]Nikolay Ivushkin[/center][/h1]
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It was at this moment that Nikolay arrived on the gym, walking in while chewing on a pair of Stick-O's. He came in just in time to hear Nath offer Hailey food, at which he snickered. [i]"Ah hah. Typical... you're hopeless, you and I..."[/i]

He still wasn't extremely satisfied with his recent lunch, though, what with his body's metabolism being faster than normal people. His Fists shimmered into existence, handing him another pair of Stick-O's that he had been keeping in the pocket of his backpack in a paper bag. Nikolay then sent them away, biting on his food, perhaps in preparation for the calory burning that was the upcoming PE class. 

The Russian sat down a little to the left from the trio that was sitting on the benches. Bored, he greeted them with a Scottish dialect. "Heya... good day to train, no?"