Hemingway Academy Of The Arts

Aria: "Hmmm, I don't know. Right now, you seem like a really sweet person. What would you describe yourself as? And what would you guys describe me as? And really Greg, can you be decent sometimes? I doubt it..." Woops, did I just say that out loud? Hopefully, I sounded like I was joking.

Lolita - I scoff at Greg, "For some reason I highly doubt that!" To Aria I respond, "I'd say I'm... complicated. As for you I'd say shy and sweet. For Greg I'd say arrogant, attractive, and a player."

Greg: I raised an eyebrow. "Ooh, feisty. I like it."

Aria: "Lolita, you couldn't be more correct." About Greg. "And wait, I'm feisty??? Or Lolita is?"

Lolita - I laughed, "Or both?"

Aria: I laugh as well, and prepare to swat Greg on the arm if the answer is yes, if i am "feisty."

Lolita - I glanced between Greg and Aria. Two new friends, I was doing great in this new school.

(Hey, would you guys be okay with continuing this tomorrow...? I have to go. Sorry! -__-)

(Sure, tomorrow. Bye!)

(For some reason I wasn't getting alerts for this. OoO. I'll be on on Saturday, tho.)

(Alright. We can start this back up when we are all on again.)

(Well, I'm here...I'll just wait.)

(I'm back!)

(cool! where can I jump in?)

(here, I'll restart this)

Lolita - The bell rang for lunch. I got up out of my seat and turned to Greg, "Are you coming?"

Greg: I nodded. "Yeah, sure. I feel like going off campus, though."

Lolita - I smile, "My car or yours." I think of my baby, my fire red Lamborghini Evolution.

Greg: I rolled my eyes. "Yours, duh."

Lolita - "Why mine?" I ask, even though I'm perfectly fine with it and I lead him to mine slowly.

Greg: "So I don't have to pay for gas."

Lolita - I laughed, "Follow me," I smiled.

Greg: "Following," I said.

Lolita - When we got to my baby I pressed the button to open the doors. "This is my baby. Hurt her, and you die."

Greg: I raised an eyebrow. "I don't have any reason to hurt her."

Lolita - "Still. It's a warning."