GirlOnMarz

Aʀʀᴏᴡsᴍɪᴛʜ: Fʀᴇsʜᴍᴀɴ Yᴇᴀʀ

Ebony Nicole Washington

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Location: Lunch Room
Interacting with: Caleb Mckinnon (@smarty0114), and Blake (@MechonRaptor)

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"Oh, yeah, sure, totally. Uh just lemme..." the boy said hurriedly, his sentence trailing off as he cleared his things off the table. Her smile growing slightly, Ebony sat her food tray on the table, muttering a quick, "thanks," before taking a seat, She'd recognized the boy from all of her previous classes, but for some odd reason, couldn't recall his name. She'd always been terrible with names, but was always quick to remember a face. Once she'd sat down and took her plastic fork out of it's wrapper, Ebony noticed that he, like herself, was a photographer; his camera was sitting on the table. She was about to point that out, but it seemed as though he'd already beat her to it.

"Ebony, right? I'm Caleb," the boy said, "That's uh, a pretty nice camera." The boy spoke nervously before dog-earing the page of his book and gesturing to the camera around her neck. Ebony made a mental note of his name, her smile widening as she glanced down at the camera around her neck. "Thanks," she said, removing the strap from around her neck and placing it on the table beside her food tray. "My Auntie got it for me a couple of years ago, as a birthday present!" She was just about to speak again, when she felt a hand land lightly on her shoulder.

Turning her head quickly, Ebony saw none other than one of her good friends, Poetry. She was grinning, her head tilted slightly to the side. "Let's sit together in science class next time, Ebony-Gold," she said, "Maybe we'll get to be project partners." Flashing Poetry a quick smile, Ebony just nodded her head in agreement, before her friend made her way towards another table. "Catch you on the flip." (@LovelyAnastasia)

Directing her gaze back towards Caleb once more, Ebony shrugged her shoulders before continuing on. "Anyways, my Aunt saw me eyeballing the camera while we were in the store, so she bought it for me." She shifted her attention to his camera, "That's a cool camera you got there, too. What do you like to take pictures of?" Her eyes also landed on the book that he'd been reading not too long ago. "Whatcha' reading?"

As she spoke, Ebony opened her Italian dressing and poured it all over her salad, mixing it all together with her fork. When she'd finished speaking, she took a few small, delicate bites, awaiting his answer. It wasn't long, though, before someone else made their way to the table, taking the seat right next to Ebony. Blake had a smile plastered across his face, as usual.

“Hey Caleb, Ebony! I hope you guys don’t mind if I sit here too.” He told them, even though he essentially already made that decision to sit. Ebony laughed lightly, shaking her head.

"Nah, we don't mind, Blake," she said with a friendly smile, "How's ya day going so far?"

She averted her eyes away from Blake, though, when she'd caught a glimpse of red hair walk by. She instantly recognized the girl as Amelia, who had also been in their previous three classes. After hearing a bit about how things were for the girl at home during homeroom, Ebony had made a mental note to try and befriend her, maybe even help her, but she had yet to follow through. Her eyes followed Amelia as she made her way towards a group of students, her arms wrapping around her boyfriend, Ezera. From where she was sitting, Ebony could see that Amelia was crying. She also couldn't help but notice the nasty bruises the covered her arm, and the large red welt on the girl's cheek. "That poor girl," Ebony said. She and Amelia were only acquaintances, but somehow she knew that something had been going on with her. The bruises and welts practically confirmed it. She was just about to leave the table and see what was up before another girl entered the picture. (@carla6677)

She watched Amelia and the new girl argue for a few minutes before shaking her head and turning back to the table. "This is just way too much drama for the first day," she sighed, stabbing at her salad leaves with the fork.

Aʀʀᴏᴡsᴍɪᴛʜ: Fʀᴇsʜᴍᴀɴ Yᴇᴀʀ

@carla6677 I can help you out, if you want.

The Clarice Curse

Zoe

Zoe Campbell

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"I like solitude. I like the anomalous life. I like a quiet life."

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|| N A M E ||

Zoe Anita Campbell
'Zo'

|| G E N D E R ||

Female

|| A G E ||

Seventeen years old.

|| S E X U A L I T Y ||

Bisexual

|| IN-DEPTH APPEARANCE ||

Zoe is a brown skinned girl of average height, standing at five feet and four inches tall. Her naturally black hair, when straightened, falls to her waist, though she usually wears it in medium sized box braids or twists. Her eyes are without doubt the most captivating aspect of her appearance, reflecting a look of wisdom far beyond her age that could not help but draw people in. She did not care much for wearing makeup, instead favoring a neutral look to compliment her natural beauty. The most she'd wear would be a colorful lipstick, and winged eyeliner. Zoe has a curvy figure, which she usually hides with loose clothing. Her wardrobe consists of jeans, denim shorts, leather jackets, and plain T-shirts. Most of her closet space, though, is taken up by various brands of sneakers. She has a nose piercing, an industrial piercing, and three tattoos that cover her left thigh.

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Introverted • Brutally Honest • Trustworthy • Intelligent • Clever

|| P E R S O N A L I T Y ||

Zoe leans much more toward introversion than extroversion. She cherishes her "me-time," prefers to observe before she acts, and contributes to conversation only when she thinks she has something relevant to say. She focuses solely on her academics and music. Although having a few good friends, she isn't the "nicest" person you'll ever meet. She's blunt, straightforward, and brutally honest. She is sometimes overly guarded and secretive. When everyone is talking about more personal subjects, she is good at hanging back and not contributing; changing the subject, taking the attention off of herself, or giving vague, evasive answers. She hates talking about herself, but loves to listen to others. She's an overall fun person to be around, as long as you're someone she finds to be a good person.

|| Q U I R K S ||

• Is never seen without her a book in hand.
• Uses profanity and slang, but always corrects others' grammar.
• Writes with her left hand, but does everything else right-handed.
• When nervous, tends to count steps taken while walking.
• Can solve extremely hard math problems in her head -- but cannot count on her fingers.

|| H O B B I E S ||

• Singing
• Writing Poetry and Short Stories
• Book Club

|| L I K E S & D I S L I K E S ||

+ Reading
+ Singing
+ Horror Movies
+ Poetry
+ Old School Rap & Hip-Hop
- Country Music
- Parties/Crowded rooms
- Ignorance/Racism/Bigotry/Homophobia/etc.
- Being touched
- Social Media

|| S K I L L ||

She is very smart/clever. She's considered to be one of "The Brains" of the group, and is usually the one who pieces things together or solves problems.

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|| B I O G R A P H Y ||

Zoe, who is of Jamaican heritage, was born on January 1st as the third and final daughter of two upper-middle class parents Clarice and Terrance. The Campbell household consisted of Zoe, her parents, her two older sisters, and their pet dog. They lived in a moderate sized, two bedroom apartment in Atlanta; Zoe having had to share a bedroom with her sisters until they went off to college. Zoe's parents, by nature, were very strict. From early childhood they urged their children to excel academically and athletically, also encouraging them to be discerning in regards to the company they keep. Although her parents were very stern, there was also another side to them. They were fun loving and very involved in all phases of their children’s lives.

However, when Zoe was thirteen years old, her parents were killed in a car accident. As a result, Zoe had to move out of Atlanta and into the home of her Aunt and Uncle. They continued to raise her as if she were their own, pushing her to strive academically and, much to Zoe's dismay, athletically. She was expected to do chores, such as; making her bed, setting the dinner table, making a beverage for dinner or washing the dinner plates. During the week when school was in session she was not allowed to watch television or cavort around town. As a rule, her Aunt and Uncle did not condone her idly “hanging-out”. They'd made her participate in many sports including basketball, volleyball, and tennis before she finally convinced them to let her focus solely on her schoolwork instead. In result, she managed to maintain an A average. As she got older, she was allowed more freedom; she could go out on school nights as long as she was back by 10 PM, and she was allowed a few (concealable) tattoos and piercings.

Treewit Psychiatric Hospital for Adolescents

Kiera "Toya" Miller

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Kiera was stuck, tears blurring her vision and falling down her cheeks as she gasped for air. His naked body lay on top of hers, hairy and extremely sweaty. She never let out a sound, not when he touched her, not when he had his way with her. The thirteen year old girl was completely silent as he grunted in her ear, "Don't run from it, Kiera. You know you like it." She just laid there, still and stiff, eyes puffy and nose dripping with snot. The pain was excruciating, but she knew better than to scream. She knew that even the slightest groan of pain would instantly turn him off. Then he would get angry again. He would make her regret it.He'd punish her. He'd make her beg for him to stop, before rolling on top of her again, stuffing some of the bed sheets into her mouth so he wouldn't have to hear her yell. It'd be hard for her to breathe; her sinuses blocked, mouth full, and his two hundred pound body crushing her. After a while she'd fall unconscious, his voice slowly starting to fade away. Kiera was stuck.

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She woke up in a cold sweat, gasping for air. Her bottom lip was trembling, and her body was shivering. This was the tenth time this month that she has had the same nightmare, a suppressed memory from when she was younger. It took her a few seconds to remember where she was as she lay still, staring up at the white ceiling tiles. She could here Miss Fairchild, clap her hands loudly at the doorway, and a moment later, flick on the lights. That was her cue to get out of bed, same as it was every morning. It has always been the same routine; there was little to no change in the six months that she's been stuck in Treewit. She woke up every morning, much to her dismay, took care of her personal hygiene, had her blood pressure taken, took her meds, ate breakfast, and went to her morning therapy session. Every morning was the same, it was all a simple routine. Consistency was good, especially for Kiera.

Finally sitting up in bed, swinging her legs over so she could stand, Kiera decided to get started on her routine. She made her bed, first and foremost, before grabbing her hygiene box and making her way to a stall in the female bathrooms. Every morning she brushed her teeth, washed her face, and took a three minute shower. Today's shower, however, took five minutes because she'd decided to wash her hair. She let her hair air dry and curl up as she deodorized and got dressed. By the time she'd finished looking at herself in the mirror and putting her hygiene box away, her hair was about half-way dry, and it was time to head to the day room. As she stood around, waiting for her medicine, Kiera took a look around the room. Having been there for six months, she knew almost everyone in Treewit. Granted, she never really spoke to that many people, but she knew who they were. "Miller!" Kiera's head snapped forward, her eyes widening before realizing that it was her turn to take the pills. Smiling nervously at the nurse, she grabbed the condiment cup and swallowed the pills one by one, each followed by a small sip of water. "Good morning to you, Toya," the nurse said once she'd handed her back the cup. Kiera just smiled and nodded her head at the sound of the familiar nickname. Ever since she first arrived, she'd decided to go by the name Toya, a shortened version of her middle name, simply because she liked the sound of it.

After having her blood pressure taken, which was seemingly normal, she followed the other patients to the cafeteria. She could tell what was being served before they even reached the line, she smell of sausage and eggs wafting up to her nose. Her eyes peering down at the food, she smiled to herself once she saw what was being served; eggs, sausage, fruit, toast, milk, and juice. Sausage had always been one of her favorite things to eat at breakfast. Sure, they probably wouldn't taste at all like how they did at IHOP, but they were, nonetheless, still sausages, and there was no way that she'd turn them down. Not being a big fan of eggs, Kiera filled her tray with sausage, toast, and fruit. She'd also decided to grab a carton of regular two percent milk, before turning to find a place to sit. After just a few seconds of standing with her tray in her hands, Kiera spotted Raf at one of the four tables, gesturing for her and others to join him at the table. "Guys, guys, c'mere," he said, "we gotta get to know the new kids!" Letting out a quiet chuckle, Kiera made her way to the circular table, which was almost full. She recognized all but two, those that she instantly identified as the "new kids."

Kiera ended up taking the seat next to Eva, an older girl who'd been there long before she was. Although never really having a full conversation with the girl, she knew her to be a kind and friendly chick. Kiera muttered a quick, "Wassup," before taking a large bite of her toast. She was quiet person, but she certainly was not timid.

When Royalty Collides ~Closed~

Sade of Udawen

Princess Sade Magoro of Udawen

_{"I have found that if you love life, life will love you back."-Arthur Rubinstein}

Sade Abiona Magoro

Nickname:
"Abby"

Birth date and age:
June 15th, 19 years old.

Sexuality:
Bisexual

In Depth Appearance:
Sade is a brown skinned girl of average height, standing at five feet and four inches tall. Her naturally black hair, when straightened, falls to the top of her waist, though she usually wears it in a large, curly afro which she has recently died dark brown. In a way this made her more beautiful, as the deep brown complimented her eyes which were of a similar shade. Her eyes were without doubt the most captivating aspect of her appearance, reflecting a look of wisdom far beyond her age that could not help but draw people in. She did not care much for wearing makeup, instead favoring a neutral look to compliment her natural beauty. Sade weighs about 130 lbs, and has a curvy figure.

Personality:

• Introverted • Intelligent • Free-Spirited •

Sade has always been a carefree girl. She learned to be that way because life is too short to dwell on your mistakes or mishaps. She is someone who isn't weighed down by the troubles of everyday life, and is always herself regardless of the situation and lives life to the fullest. She's not restricted by other people's opinions. Sade is a girl who still smiles when things aren't going too well, taking a positive outlook on life and trying to make the most of it - her spirit isn't damped by little things in life, she's free spirited. She hates talking about herself, but loves to hear about others. She leans much more toward introversion than extroversion. She cherishes her "me-time," prefers to observe before she acts, and contributes to conversation only when she thinks she has something relevant to say.

Likes:

• Books
• Reggae music
• Quiet places
• Spicy foods
• Singing

Dislikes:

• Violence
• Large crowds
• Arguing
• Country Music
• Ignorance/Racism/Bigotry/Homophobia/etc.

Fears:

• Heights
• Public Speaking
• Failure

Biography:
Sade was born on June 15th as the second child of King Amare and Queen Zula Magoro of Udawen. Sade's parents, by nature, were very strict. From early childhood they urged their children to excel academically and athletically, also encouraging them to be discerning in regards to the company they keep. Although her parents were very stern, there was also another side to them. They were fun loving and very involved in all phases of their children's lives. Although having many servants, Sade and her brother were expected to do chores, such as; cleaning their rooms, setting the dinner table, making a beverage or dish for dinner and washing the dinner plates. During the week when school was in session, she was not permitted to cavort around town, a rule that she regularly broke. As another rule, her parents did not condone her idly “hanging-out”. They'd made her participate in many sports including basketball, volleyball, and tennis before she finally convinced them to let her focus solely on her schoolwork instead. In result, she'd managed to maintain an A average.

As she got older, she was allowed more freedom, and usually used this new freedom to explore her Kingdom. She'd even thrown a few festivals, at which she'd sing and dance with her people. Almost every weekend in Udawen there'd be some sort of party, whether it'd be in their castle or in the streets.
However, when Sade was fourteen years old, her older brother came down with a mysterious illness, resulting in his death two weeks later. The impact of her brother's death was great. Her parents became more strict than ever, prohibiting her from leaving their home unless she was attended by a servant. They were trying their best to prepare their daughter for when it would be her turn to rule.

Theme Song:
Everything's Gonna Be Alright - Bob Marley
_{"Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right! "}

Other:
Color code - Thistle
Face claim - Christina Santini

The Kingdom of Udawen WIP

U D A W E N

Kingdom Colors:
Black and Gold

King and Queen:

King Amare and Queen Zula

What the Kingdom is Known For:

• Known for their contributions of many scientific, medical, and literary developments.
• Also known for their lively, cultural festivals that take place during holidays.
• Unique fashion and music.

Kingdom History:
Feel free to go as much or as little in depth as you want with the History.

Relations Sheet

Sade Magoro

{"A nation's culture resides in the hearts and in the soul of its people."}
♕ Betrothed ♔
⚜ Respects ~*~ ☯ Neutral ~*~ ✿ Friends ~*~ ♫ Best Friends
§ Tense ~*~ ♥ Crush ~*~ ⚤ Significant Other ~*~ ☠ Enemies

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☯ Raven Willow ⚜
"She seems to be a very intelligent young woman. She's also very independent, making sure that everyone knows that she can take care of herself. I wonder how she feels about the arranged marriage situation."
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☯ Shawn Hunter ☯
"He and his twin brother seem to be very much alike, but also different in their own ways. Judging by what I see in the tabloids, he seems like he loves to party. We'd get along, but his ego seems to be terribly big."
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☯ Elizaveta Romanova ☯
"She is a very beautiful woman; very graceful and elegant. Noslainia seems to be a very beautiful place, I'd love to visit."
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☯ Feora Swinth ⚜
"I've heard little about her, but she seems to be a very strong woman. I can say the same for her Kingdom. I vaguely remember hearing something about her mother passing when I was younger, but I don't know any of the details."
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☯ Zhou Xianshi ☯
"Isn't he related to Princess Mai? Oh, cousins? How interesting...."
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⚜ Caterina Versini ☯
"I've heard about her sister's murder, and it's quite sad. I can sort of relate to her, seeing as though I lost my brother not too long ago."
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⚜ Mai Mei ☯
"I really love the way she does her makeup, maybe she can show me how to do mine? Her style is so unique and different."
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☯ John Drake ☯
"He's a quiet guy, always seeming to be in his own little world."
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♥ Casimir D'strad ☯
"He's very handsome, and seems to be very charming and outspoken. I look forward to meeting him."
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☯ Zachary Hunter ☯
"Ah, the older twin. He has a very mischievous look in his eye."
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☯ Nikolai Johanssen ☯
"My parents told me about what happened with the attempted robbery when he was a teen. It's such a shame."
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☯ Liviana Traianus ☯
"It seems as though she's trying to grow up too fast."
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♕ Leonard Jaegar Fords ♕
"Although he is very handsome, he seems to care for nothing other than being a ruler."
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☯ Edwin Drakewine ⚜
"He seems to be a very confident, intellectual young man."
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☯ Yu Liang Song ☯
"I don't know much about him, nor can I find much. I do love his hair, though."
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⚜ Isobel Martinez ⚜
"I've heard much about her kind acts of charity. I love the fact that she cares so much about her people, and helps them out whenever she can.... I can't say that I'm a big fan of the hair color, but it somehow works for her."
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☯ Henry Peterson ☯
"I've heard about his travels. Maybe one day, he'll decide that he'd like to come visit Udawen!"
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☯ Niklas König ☯
"I'm not sure what to say about him, seeing as though I haven't heard very much about him. His Kingdom, however, seems to very very advanced."
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♥ Serafina 'Ariel' Gray ⚜
"She is a very beautiful girl. She and I would get along very well. She seems to wear a lot of black, though. Not that anything is wrong with that... I wonder if she likes girls?"
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☯ Cara Emily O'Brien ⚜
"A very beautiful young woman. I absolutely love her hair. She and her situation are very interesting; unusual, but interesting. I'd love to get to know more about her."
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When Royalty Collides ~Closed~

@Neno 1445

I'm sorry! I completely forgot. I'm at school on my phone right now, so I'll try and do it.

When Royalty Collides ~Closed~

@HaleyTheRandom I love your sig gif. Over Summer break I somehow managed to watch 11 seasons of Grey's. Cristina has been my fav since episode 1. I love the relationship between her and Mer.

Treewit Psychiatric Hospital for Adolescents

I'll have a post up as soon as I get home!

Aʀʀᴏᴡsᴍɪᴛʜ: Fʀᴇsʜᴍᴀɴ Yᴇᴀʀ

@mskennedy615

Found a nickname...I think! Brown Sugar? Chocolate Milk?

@King Tai

Brown Sugar!
I suppose I should have her come up with a nickname for Ezera, eventually. Hmm....

Aʀʀᴏᴡsᴍɪᴛʜ: Fʀᴇsʜᴍᴀɴ Yᴇᴀʀ

Ebony Nicole Washington

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Location: Lunch Room
Interacting with: Caleb Mckinnon (@smarty0114)

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The remainder of homeroom had gone smoothly. Somehow, Ebony had managed to guess someone's lie correctly, before walking to the front of the class and telling her own. She didn't say anything too personal, unlike some of the others. She told them that she loved writing poetry, she was into photography, and that she was a vegetarian. Anyone could've easily guessed the lie, seeing as though she had her camera around her neck, and someone more than likely saw her scarfing down a large slice of pepperoni pizza at the carnival the day before. The next period wasn't as eventful. Ebony's best and favorite subject had always been English, so she knew she'd enjoy participating in the class. She just wasn't so sure that she'd love the teacher. Their third class with Mr. Shmiddt was going well, that is, until he mentioned the Science Fair.

"Freshman will be allowed in the science fair for the first time this year!" he exclaimed, "Except..." he pauses, "We're only allowed to do volcanoes. Fear not though! We will make it a blast, and show them the freshman deserve to be in the fair too!" Ebony groaned as he handed out a piece of paper that listed all the supplies needed and that each group would be a maximum of five members.

"We will decide our members at the end of the week, and by we, I mean myself!" he let out a chuckle, and continued talking about what he had in store for them this year. Resting her elbow on her desk, Ebony sighed. Not only were they going to have to participate in a Science Fair, but they'd also have to work in groups. Ebony was a friendly girl, sure, but she'd much rather do the project alone. Being the perfectionist that she was, she knew that she'd come off as bossy or annoying whenever they'd start the project. Hopefully, though, she'd be placed in a group with people that she was well-acquainted with. When the bell rang, signaling the beginning of lunch, Ebony hopped out of her seat and grabbed her things. Her camera was hung around her neck, as usual, and she had her cell phone in hand. As she and a crowd of students made their way into the lunch room, Ebony reached in her pocket to grab the few dollars that her Auntie had given her a few days ago for lunch. There was a great selection of food, but after a moments thought, Ebony decided to buy a salad. After grabbing a few packets of Italian dressing, she turned to scan the lunch room, food tray in hand.

From the looks of things, she thought, she'd either have to sit at an empty table and wait for someone to come sit with her, or sit at an already occupied table. She couldn't spot any of her friends from where she was standing, so she walked around for a bit, scanning the room one last time before spotting the table nearest to her. The table was only occupied by one person, a thin boy with shaggy, dark blonde hair. She recognized him from homeroom, where, like everyone else, he'd stood up in front of the class. She couldn't remember, however, whatever he'd said for his two truths and a lie. He was reading a book as he ate, something that Ebony didn't really like to do seeing as how she'd always manage to drop a piece of food on some of the pages. Taking a breath, Ebony walked over to the table and sat her tray at the seat across from his, letting a small smile come over her face.

"Is it okay if I sit here?"