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[color=#7ACAB7][sup][b][u]Location[/u]:[/b] [color=lightgray]Lacrosse Field Festivities[/color][/sup]
[sup][b][u]Interactions[/u]:[/b] [color=lightgray]Aymeric, Costello Twins, Damien, Ruby, Sawyer, and Theodore[/color][/sup]
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[color=#8F9779]"I could go with a bite to eat. Passed on breakfast for a few extra minutes of sleep. Totally worth it."[/color] Of course he did. Danny couldn't blame him, though. The boys had talked about how the last week had been rough for him getting to sleep at night. After having Sam over to sleep beside him all summer long, then reverting back to sleeping alone.. it'd been hard for D, and he wasn't afraid to admit it to Daniel. He missed his girlfriend. Danny, of course, could sympathize. 

[color=darkorchid]"I can't believe you'd skip breakfast, Damien. Hey, any specific recommendations from Brandon?"[/color]

Daniel shot a half-smile Ruby's way as he opened his mouth to speak but heard a familiar voice behind him, stopping himself as he peered over his shoulder. [color=#DEA2FF]"Hey guys, getting ready to sign-up for everything? It might be me but the carnival looks larger than usual."[/color] [I]Aymeric[/i]. Danny tilted his head up in greeting to the boy, noticing that his words were more directed to the twins before turning back to address Ruby. [color=#7ACAB7]"Well, actu-"[/color] It was then Danny realized Sawyer had been saying something behind him in response to Ruby, but it wasn't until he could feel Sawyer shove into his shoulder that he really noticed him. [color=#DF1F2D]"Come on, please tell me they have some good barbecue or something."[/color]

Danny rolled his eyes and laughed, reaching over to shove back at the other boy. [color=#7ACAB7]"I mean, if you let me talk a damn minute, I'd tell 'ya!"[/color] He shook his head, smirking as he glanced around at his friends that were now surrounding him.

[color=#228B22]"Hey."[/color] Daniel peaked over his shoulder to see Theo had joined the group, shooting a smile and a peace sign up at the boy. [color=#7ACAB7]"Hey man,"[/color] he spoke in quick greeting before turning back to Ruby to address her question as the group pushed through the other seniors on the field.

[color=#7ACAB7]"Brandon always goes for turkey legs and the deep-fried Oreos when we go to any carnival. Personally, if I can find a food truck that does funnel cakes? I'm happy. A turkey leg [I]does[/i] sound pretty good though."[/color] Danny side-eyed Sawyer, raising a brow at the boy. [color=#7ACAB7]"And yes, they have a barbecue truck."[/color]

Daniel took a look around, his eyes grazing over all of the club booths as they migrated past them. [color=#7ACAB7][i]Wonder who's working Sawyer's club booth,[/i][/color] he thought to himself. He probably got some Junior to work it for him while he fooled around and ate his heart out. That boy was definitely food-motivated. When food was involved, it was like he had tunnel-vision. Though, Danny couldn't judge. As he caught a whiff of what he was pretty sure was funnel cake, his stomach rumbled furiously. His eyes scanned over the crowd of kids at the number of food trucks lined up along the back fence of the field, smiling as he landed on a small black trailer with orange signs and red lettering. [I]Southern Momma's Funnel Cakes.[/i] 'Funnel cakes. Lemonade. Deep-fried Oreos'. [color=#7ACAB7][i]Yes.[/i][/color]

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It had been an hour since he arrived and he'd been about 8 minutes too late to sneak in the front gate. In his haste out of the house, he'd forgotten his school I.D. on his desk - and to make everything worse, the security guard who'd been responsible for breaking up most of his fights the year before was the one sitting at the gate desk. If Ezra remembered correctly, the dude's name was Jordy - or something like that. Brody? [i]Whatever.[/i] As easy as it would be for him to just go home and get the damn thing himself, the security guard insisted Ezra call his mother to bring it to him. So there Ezra sat on the curb with his helmet in his lap waiting for his mother to arrive. The sound of shuffling feet and the sounds of voices carrying over to him from behind the gate caught his attention, peaking over his shoulder to see a group of students filing into the 300 building. Just as the boy was turning back to face the street, he could see his mother's black Cadillac turning the corner before coming up the road. As she neared, Ezra stood himself up and dusted off his butt as he tucked his helmet up under one arm, stepping down into the street when she pulled up beside him.

[color=#76D7C4]"Aquí tienes, mi amor."[/color] She held out his school I.D. by the lanyard to him, holding her free hand up against her forehead to shade her eyes from the sun as she squinted up at him.

[color=#2E8B57]"Thanks, mom."[/color] A quick glance over his shoulder at the security guard, Ezra's eyes came back around to meet his mother's. [color=#2E8B57]"Odio este pinche lugar."[/color]

[color=#76D7C4]"Ey! Language."[/color] After Ezra muttered a quick apology, she simply nodded as she looked past her son at the man sitting at the gate desk. [color=#76D7C4]"It's one more year, mijo. Just get through it, mm?"[/color] She reached out and gently squeezed his arm before pulling back to roll the window up and drive off, leaving Ezra standing alone in the street. The boy stood there watching his mother's car pull around the corner at the opposite end of the school she came from until the car was out of sight, turning back towards the gate as he shuffled his way to the security guard's desk to hold up his I.D.

[color=#2E8B57]"A'my good to go in, now?"[/color] The boy's tone dripped with venom, he didn't care much if he came off as rude or disrespectful. The guard's eyes tilted up towards him, looking back and forth between the I.D. card and the boy a couple times before he sat back into his chair, folding his arms over his chest.

[color=#5D6D7E]"You know you're late, right?"[/color] As much as Ezra was sure he was trying to hold it back, he could just barely make out a smirk tugging at the corners of the guy's lips. The boy's jaw clenched before dropping open slightly, his tongue pressing to the inside of his cheek before trailing the inner lining of his lower lip. Ezra closed his mouth shut just as he let out a hefty sigh through his nose, side-eying the guard with what could only be described as [i]pure exasperation[/i]. [color=#2E8B57][I]You gotta be fucking kidding me.[/i][/color]

[color=#2E8B57]"My mom's already gone, bro. What do you want me to do?!"[/color] The two stood there a few moments in a silent stand-off. The guard shifted in his seat before shaking his head, turning back to his monitor.

[color=#5D6D7E]"Don't make a habit of it. Git' goin', kid. Before I change my mind."[/color]

Ezra scoffed softly as he pushed past the front gate, almost literally biting his tongue to keep from saying anything in reply to the guy. The boy pulled at the glass door that lead into the 300 building, taking the stairs to the second floor before rounding the corner before running smack dab into someone. Ezra stepped back and looked the girl over. She looked familiar. Loud girl, always had a camera around her neck. He couldn't remember her name, but he remembered her from the year before when she was a T.A. for the Spanish class he took with Ms. Goldman to get an easy A in a language class. The boy sighed softly, slipping past the girl with a gentle [color=#2E8B57]'Sorry,'[/color] muttered just loud enough for her to hear. He was about to push his way through the second set of glass doors that lead across the bridge to the 900 building till he heard her voice call after him from behind.

[color=#DB8733]"Ezra, right?"[/color]

Ezra turned to face the girl, his hand still holding onto the door's bar handle. [color=#2E8B57]"I prefer Benny, but yeah."[/color]

[color=#DB8733]"Right. I remember you from last year. I heard Goldman call your name earlier when she was taking attendance. Don't bother going to the room, the class is down at the lacrosse field."[/color] The girl turned and rounded the corner to head down the staircase, ultimately disappearing from sight. The boy nodded to himself as he pushed his way out of the glass doors before taking a hard right down the staircase, heading down the walkway beside the 300 building towards the auditorium and 800 building where he'd hang a left and head off towards the lacrosse field to join the rest of his class.