Faith had to stop herself from rolling her eyes as Sierra acted all hard, dropping her gear off and acting with that fake, serene calm bullshit people seemed to think looked badass. She didn't know who Sierra thought she was kidding, acting like she was going to throw down in front of all these peop...

Faith smirked as Wyatt decided to drop some hot fire on Sierra, her eyes catching a few grins in the crowd from people close enough to hear the story being told to her, which was about as juicy as it came. She had to admit, she was always impressed by how well Wyatt made these stories stick . Normal...

"Are you two done?" Faith felt the awkwardness at the end of that. No-one had laughed at her little joke that she'd hoped would spur her into another tantrum, and now Wyatt and Sierra both looked tense. Like coiled predators. Her hackles were beginning to feel a little raised too, as she ...

Faith couldn't help but watch with a feeling of smug satisfaction as Sierra's true colours ran through for the two of them to see. Literally stomping your feet on the floor, like a toddler, huh? That seemed like an appropriately mature response, not that she'd expected more from Sierra. Oh and appar...

"Jiggly cumslut" Faith gave that one a solid D- with a frowny face and a 'see me after class' written in red pen. Not only did it sound like it came straight out of recess in middle school, it was blatantly just wrong . She knew her body damn well, and the only place with a little bit of ...

Faith's body began to fill with heat, embarrassment and anger mixing inside her as Sierra shrugged that off too. Did she really not care in the slightest? Great, now she looked like an idiot. This had all just supposed to be a passing comment, why the fuck was she taking the time to rebuff her if sh...

Faith took the glare she'd been able to pull out of Sierra with pride, one corner of her mouth curling up into a lopsided, cocky grin as she looked back at her. Wyatt hadn't laughed or anything, but hey not every joke was going to land. The important thing was that she had Sierra's attention now, an...

Faith was slowly making the trek from the English department to the Science labs, taking the quickest route that a few months of experience navigating the High School had identified so far. A small black earbud was dug into her right ear, though she wasn't paying a huge amount of attention to it, th...

One good hand signal deserved another, and so Parker quickly :ok_hand:-ed back, keeping his hand at his side as to not help the Fun Police locate just who was attempting attempting smuggle to some mental stimulation into dedicated boredom and misery time. Still, that statement was enough to close th...

Parker couldn't help but smile at that response, but patiently waited as indicated. If Cecil had done anything in particular to mess with Desiree, having a second person who could be trusted to work to his detriment opened up a world of potential options, should other things fell into place. He made...

The blank rather than surprised expression told him that his deduction had been accurate, and Desiree was indeed the sender of the previous messages. With that dialogue established, they both broke eye contact, as to not draw the ire of their shared overseer. The lag time between responses gave him ...

It was with that prompting that Parker turned his head to the right once again, taking a harder look at his surroundings, making sure to take it row by row, checking off everyone he could see until one particular form caused a few neurons to fire and attach a name to a diminutive silhouette that sat...

Parker didn't know how to respond when the second note hit him. The mixed messages here were unending. First they wanted to talk - but not about anything in particular - then they refused to meet his eye contact, and now they wanted to talk again. As his hands went to work under the desk, this time ...

Parker looked at the three characters scrawled out in pen with curiosity. No name. No identification of who'd thrown it. No indication of what they were interested in. No topic for idle conversation. Just a confirmation of someone wanting to talk in the vague area. Parker's brow furrowed a little an...

Parker had been so busy weighing up the factors between "Missed an assignment" or "Cutting class" as he idly stared at the back of a slightly punk-y looking Junior that the ball of paper sailing towards him took him completely unawares, before its momentum was arrested by the int...