Welcome to Highschool.

Tyson: "He has a key to your place?"

Jason nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, we are definitely bowling tonight."

"Good. Cant wait to kick your butt like normal." She teased him and closed her locker.

Jason laughed. "Oh, but I think not. I've been working out." He held up his arm and flexed his muscle.

"Too bad you have no aim!" Ginger joked, shoving him gently. She missed hanging out with him this summer. Joking around like this with him.

Jason laughed at her and grabbed her hand before she could remove it from his arm. He swung her around to face him, then pulled her into a hug. "I really missed you this summer," he said into her hair.

Ginger blushed deeply when he pulled her against him. She hesitantly wrapped her arms around him. "I missed you too." She mumbled into his shoulder. Her arms tightened around him, not wanting to let go of him.

(Do you want me to bring Fable in?)

Jason held Ginger like that for a moment, a moment that seemed to be too short. He gave her a slight squeeze, then let go of her. He cleared his throat, trying to rid of the lump that had risen there.

Fable silently got up from her seat and grabbed the hall pass from the wall. She ignored the vacant looks from her class mates and went out into the hall.

(lol sure.)

Ginger turned her back to him again when he put her down adn grabbed her bag off the floor. She didnt want him to let go of her, but they werent anything more than friends so she understood that he had to.

Fable walked down the hall and when she rounded the corner she saw a girl squatting beside her locker and a boy standing beside her. "Jason," Fable yelled down to him excitedly. She would recognize her friend, co-worker, and new crush anywhere. She smiled brightly at him when he turned around to see who was yelling his name. She ran down to him and flew into his arms for a hug. She planted a quick kiss on his cheek before pulling away.
Jason chuckled and said, "Hey, Fable." He was aware of Ginger watching him, so he looked over to her and said, "You and Ginger know each other, don't you?" He smiled when both girls nodded.

Winter Dragon wrote:Senet
"Ah, hreally?" I asked, curious. "Whehre zen? Eef you don't mind my askeeng, zat ees."

Megan shrugged "Spain.... My mother was a dancer and my father is a embassortor and he saw her and blah blah blah..."

"Yeah. We know each other." Ginger bit the inside of her cheek when she saw the other girl kiss his cheek.

Jason smiled even wider. "Good," he said.
Fable smiled at Ginger and said, "Ginger, we haven't talked for ages. Are you helping out with the Drama Club this year?"

"Yup. Of course I am. I'm on the council." She had managed to gain a council position at the end of last year and wouldnt give it up for the world. She had a say in what happened now. What plays they preformed, who got cast as what, and other stuff like that. She was exited.

Jelsa Mepsey wrote:Tyson: "He has a key to your place?"

Nat nodded and turned to Tyson. "Yeah."

The bell rang and Erika jumped up, time for lunch!
She glanced at T. Mor. "Do you want me to show you where the cafeteria is?"

T.Mor:

"Yes please," He said, putting all his newly aquired things together and standing. "Erm...What is a cafeteria?" T.Mor asked hesitantly. He felt like he wouldn't understand half the things that people talked about, just because he lacked the school specific vocabulary.

Erika giggled. "It's where you eat." Duh, she added in her brain, as she turned to the door to show T. Mor.

T.Mor:

Wait. They ATE in school? Oh dear. uhm. Well. That...that hadn't been expected. At all. "Oh. Ok." He replied uneasily. He didn't have any food with him. "And...erm...that happens everyday then? We eat? Here?" He asked her cautiously. She seemed a lot nicer than anyone else he had met here, but he didn't want to have misread her.

"Um, yeah...didn't you eat at your last school?" Erika asked in confusion.

T.Mor:

"The last time I had a school to go to I was 8..." He told her. "I...uhm...The government kinda was...really...Screwed up." T.Mor explained casually.

"Weird...what country is that? Somewhere in Africa?" Erika asked.

T.Mor:

"Erm...Crazy poor part of Russia actually..." T.Mor corrected her politely. "I mean...I just found out last night that ketchup doesn't go on pasta..." He added.

Momo13 wrote:"Yup. Of course I am. I'm on the council." She had managed to gain a council position at the end of last year and wouldnt give it up for the world. She had a say in what happened now. What plays they preformed, who got cast as what, and other stuff like that. She was exited.

Fable smiled and said, "Good, maybe we'll get to hang out more. I'd like to give you some of my ideas to run by the council. I'm just an actress, but I think I have some pretty good ideas."

Ginger nodded, but could tell she already didn't like this girl. She was trying to steal her best friend and was now pushing her ideas onto the council. Tha was going to be a very long year, Ginger could tell. But she forced a smile. "Sounds good. The council is always looking for ideas."