I promised/I'd never sing of love/If it does not exist

Jack: I chuckled. "Good thing we're not roommates then, I don't think you'd be able to stand the fact that my socks aren't color-coded," I teased.

Lydia: I blushed lightly, he'd seen right through my little...act, I suppose you could call it. "No, I, uh, actually wanted to talk to you?" It came out like a question.

Ammi: I laughed lightly. "You I could tolerate. Un matched or non color coded socks i can handle. Her stuff on my desk, or her clothing on my bed, i couldnt handle."

Dimitri: I lead her to the elevator and pressed the up button with a drum stick. I turned to her and tucked the drum sticks under my arm, holding my hand out to her. "Dimitri."

Jack: "Sounds like she was as bad as a boy." I raised my eyebrows and smirked. "Yeah, you may as well have had me as a roommate. But you want a single? That sounds lame, it's awesome having a roommate!"

Ammi: I laughed and shook my head. "Lets just hope i get a good one this year...what dorm are you in?" I asked.

uh...? idk.

Jack: "My room number's 143, if that's what ya mean." I caught the ball from my friend again, and threw it back once more.

!nspired wrote:Jack: I chuckled. "Good thing we're not roommates then, I don't think you'd be able to stand the fact that my socks aren't color-coded," I teased.

Lydia: I blushed lightly, he'd seen right through my little...act, I suppose you could call it. "No, I, uh, actually wanted to talk to you?" It came out like a question.

Damien: I raise an eyebrow, finally looking up at her. Squinting because of the sun, I ask, "Why me?"

Lydia: "Because..."I tried to think of something quick. "Someone who sits on the stairs sounds more interesting than someone, oh I dunno, tossing a football around." There was no sarcasm in my voice, in case you were wondering.

Ammi: "Cools." I nodded, watching his friend as he threw the ball yet again, only this time, i intersepted it. being a dance, i could jump pretty high and land gracefully. "They should really put more dancers on the foot ball feild. we would kick butt." I noted.

Nate kept his head down as he walked, running straight into a girl. He winced as he backed up. "Sorry," he said, half frowning. (The girl was Ray... I think)

Hooters wrote:Nate kept his head down as he walked, running straight into a girl. He winced as he backed up. "Sorry," he said, half frowning. (The girl was Ray... I think)

Ray: I sigh, patting his shoulder. "I'm not dead, so no harm."

Jack: I quickly stole the ball, by shoving her a little. "Not really. You'd just get run over."

Nate chuckled and his eyes brightened a bit. "Are you sure you're not dead? Quick! How many fingers am i holding up?" He asked, holding up a hand.

Ammi: "Nah, we'd jump out of the way." I did a back flip when he soved me back gently.

Jack: "Back flips aren't allowed on the field," I scoffed.

Ray: I smile. "Fifteen. No, wait. That can't be right, can it?"

ammi: "Says who?" I asked, raising my eye brows.

Jack: "Says the rules. You could be a cheer leader, though. I can't really see you in one of those uniforms, but..." I shrugged, then cracked a half-grin. "Anything's possible."

Ammi: "you couldnt see me in one of those uniforms? Do you see what i wear in dance class? That makes the uniforms actually look not slutish. But i would probably be a dancer with the marching band any way."

!nspired wrote:Lydia: "Because..."I tried to think of something quick. "Someone who sits on the stairs sounds more interesting than someone, oh I dunno, tossing a football around." There was no sarcasm in my voice, in case you were wondering.

Damien: I laugh. "Sorry to disappoint, but I'm all out of interesting."

Nate smiled a little. "Aw, so close. Two," he said, pulling his hand down. Did this girl go to this university? She looked pretty young, but then again, he was a bad age estimator.

Jack: "No, I don't stalk you to dance class." I rolled my eyes, a half-frown on my face now. Because even the thought was stupid. "I don't think they dance in the marching band, but there are baton twirlers."

Lydia: I smiled in amusement, my brow knitting together. "Is that even possible?"

Ammi: "We could have had one last year....if we can get a squad of ten girls, they'll let us form a dance squad for the marching band. problem is finding the ten girls." I thought about what he said earlier. "Why couldnt you see me wearing one of those uniforms?"

Ray: I laugh. "Oh, right. That's makes more sense than fifteen."

!nspired wrote:Jack: "No, I don't stalk you to dance class." I rolled my eyes, a half-frown on my face now. Because even the thought was stupid. "I don't think they dance in the marching band, but there are baton twirlers."

Lydia: I smiled in amusement, my brow knitting together. "Is that even possible?"

Damien: "How about I make you find out?"

Jack: I shrugged. "Because you're just not that type of girl."

Lydia: My expression changed to kind of confused. "How?"