She has an attitude and is kinda creepy

(smash) Noah: *accidentally bumps into her*

(She would smash your nose into your brain)
*she glared at him and raises her fist as a warning*

Jeez chill it was an accident

Why dont you watch where you’re walking, beanstalk. *she hugged and walked away*

Huffed**

What a diva

**she sat down in her desk at her next class*

*in mind* ugh it's the diva-

*drawing aggressively and writing stuff down in her notebook*

*listens to the teacher rambling about the civil war*

*she takes notes and scribbles down names in another section of her notebook*

*locked in*

(Locked in??)

(he locked into the lesson)

(Oh lol)
*the girl vigorously scribbles something out then draws a freakishly realistic eyeball*

*to locked in to give a f**k*

*class ends and she packs up her stuff and heads to her next class*

Hope I don't have gym with that drama queen...

*gym starts and she’s standing off to the side in purple shorts and a black T-shirt with an Illuminati eye on the front*

*he would play "okay" for the first round*

*she’s playing against him and she serves, smacking the birdie at him hard*

(Let’s say they’re playing badminton?)

(sure)

omori dragnoc: sorry. *he walks around her* (he's such a mood lmao)

Watch it *she walks off*

*he keeps walking*

*bell rings for history*

*he heads towards his history class*

*her desk is in the middle of the classroom, she’s getting out her notebook*

*he pays no attention to her as he sits at his desk and grabs his notebook as well*

*writes down the date and starts drawing*

(Is a group okay…?)

(Uhh sure ig. I don’t know how well I’ll be able to keep up but I’ll try)

(Strykore from Skylanders Academy, doing younger and not evil. Doing it in first person.)
*I had literally bumped into her* "Oh, I am sorry! Please forgive me. I'm Strykore." *I extend my hand for a handshake*

Watch where you’re going, beanpole

(Short tempers for both of us, I guess)
"Did you not hear what I just said? I told you that I did not mean to." *I keep my hand extended*

*grunts and walks off*

"I mutter under my breath* "Bitch." *Before walking away myself*

(Sorry, I can’t. This dude reminds me of Gargamel 😂💀👋)
*she heads to history class and opens a notebook, writing stuff down*

(lol)
*I head to my English class on the other side of the building*

*timeskip to when they have a same class*

*When I see her, I say* "Greetings, bitchface." *Before heading to my seat*

Afternoon, Gargamel

Oh sorry about that

*she glared at her and walks off*

*doesn't pay attention to it*

*she goes to her class*

*they end up being in the same class*

*she rolls her eyes and opens her notebook*

*goes to the bathroom*

*she draws*

*lunch bell*

*she goes to lunch, sitting in a corner by herself as she eats*

: do you mind if I sit here?

*she doesn’t respond and keeps eating*

: ok nevermind then..

*keeps eating*

*she goes to sit somewhere by herself in the middle of the cafeteria*

*eating by herself*

*at the end of the day*

*walking home*

: *walks to her* hey

What do you want

: wanna get some ice cream?