Maybrook Prep

((Now. To return to Nasim/Derek or Iliana/Jude or Lena come talk to Quinn? Or another combination altogether?))

I'm leaning towards Nasim and Derek... Just cuz I've confused myself with Nasim's feelings.... XD

((Haha, it happens. You start, since you know how I loathe it.))

hehe.

Nasim: Wow. I was done. Two days early. Guess Nancy Ajram was a good pick. Of ourse she was. She's amazing. I quickly added photos and videos of her singing to the presentation and saved it on a flashdrive. I was done. Now what?

Derek: "Nice job." I had been standing, very quietly, behind Nasim for almost the entire class period. I had figured she would have noticed after just a few minutes, but apparently not. I enjoyed creeping on people, especially her.

Nasim: "Jesus!" I yelped, hearing Derek's voice right behind me. "You freaking creeper!" I hissed angrily, but cracked a smile. "That scared the bones outta me!"

Derek: "Scared the bones out of you? Is that some kind of Armenian saying, or something?" I sat down in the empty chair next to her. I lowered my voice. "Don't tell anyone, but my partner is a complete airhead."

Nasim: "Oh really? Huh. I never wouldve guessed. So I guess you're just going to fail?" I suggested. Who would do all the work for him now? Poor little boy!
Sarcasm...

Derek: "Probably, not like I was doing well in this class, anyway." I shrugged but then smirked. "But at least I have a hot partner. You have...well, yourself." I made a face, as if that would be the most terrible situation.

Nasim: I turned the computer off and looked at myself in the screen. "I think I'm pretty exceptional," I said in all seriousness, flipping my hair over my left shoulder.

Derek: "That's an opinion," I mumbled.

Nasim: "Well it's a pretty good one." I laughed. "So you're just going to fail?"

Derek: "Nah, I'll probably just pay one of the nerds to do the project."

Nasim: "Bribery's key," I said, going to youtube and plugging in the headphones. Of course I began playing a Nancy song, and tuned Derek out.

Derek: I rolled my eyes and returned to Chloe.

Nasim: Ha. It actually worked. I smirked, glad that putting headphones on could drive anyone away. The bell rang after two songs, so I sighed and head of to History.

((Wow, their convos are always so productive xD))

I was thinking Derek would see the list sometime and confront her about it? Or Iliana and she'll be awkward like 'uh congrats....?'

((Iliana, for sures. Derek is already suspicious, so that wouldn't be much fun.))

Iliana: I stopped at the bulletin board on the way to class when something caught my eye. The cheer leading list. Just out of curiosity I looked over it, seeing which bimbos had made 'the cut' this year. Emery, Ashley, blah, blah, blah, Nasim, blah, blah, blah. WAIT! Nasim? My eyes widened.

((yay! I was hoping so. Derek knows too much... *holds knife in hand* HA! jk...))

Nasim: I walked to History class, passing Iliana on the way. "Hey," i said happily, not paying attention to where she was looking.

((We will go, at dusk*loads shotgun*))

Iliana: "So, uh, congratulations, I guess...?" I walked with her, knowing we were going to the same class.

Nasim: "On what?" I asked with a confused expression. Then, I realized what she had been looking at. "Oh yeah! THanks!"

Iliana: I just gave her an 'are you insane?!' look before entering the classroom and going to sit by Jude. Today was the day of our presentation.

OH YEAH! Quinns in here too....

Jude: I smiled at Iliana and looked at Quinn. "The poster's done right?"

Quinn: "Yep."

Nasim: I sighed and took a seat. Since I was only three days in the teacher said i could skip this project.

Iliana: "Give it to Jude then, so he can practice, er, holding it up." I felt bad that Jude didn't have a very important part, I hoped it didn't hurt his feelings that we hadn't given him much responsibility.