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Post by SKIP on Jul 13, 2010 4:18:15 GMT -5
SHOW ME HOW TO LIE[/color] YOU'RE GETTING BETTER ALL THE TIME[/font] ---------------------------------------------The shaking in his hands failed to recede so he crossed his arms (more like hugged) them across his chest. And he shivered. Eyes wide and searching the room sparingly for said "Dufour" and "Amakane", Skip was shivering. Not from cold, no. No, his nice purple jacket kept him nice and warm on most days. It was the nerves. Stop it, stupid, or-or people are gonna think something baaaaad is wrong with you. But there was something wrong with him. That scared little boy, Toby Fell, who should have been completely forgotten by now in the paradoixcal mind of Skip.... that was the problem.
So Toby Skip sat there, wallowing in his own social anxiety, eyes now aimed at the floor or in that area. Luckily something caught his attention before he completely zoned out. It was... .naked people? A genuine giggle slithered out of the manic mess as he paused for a moment to study the worksheets given to him. Yes, it was naked people. He had to label naked people with two other people he didn't know. Biting his lower lip again, Skip followed instructions stiffly. Didn't sound like fun... sounded more like a... A threesome. EWWWWW--
His disgust was zapped away as there was a slam of something on his desk. He turned back around, the paper (now portraying a supposedly "physically fit" clothless woman) still held in both his hands rather squirrellishly. He rose his attentive, once-again, jittery eyes up to the hand-slammer.
"“Hé, etes-vous Fell?” A pause. “Voudriez-vous avoir le sexe comme les lapins?” He couldn't help but make a screwy face at the girl. He understood Spanish, but that definitely hadn't been Spanish.
"Que? Por que?" His timid, yet amused, responce. Then it hit him: Fell. She was asking who he was!
Aaaah! Ah, si! Eh-Esta Fell-- I mean--" (insert "fuck-I-don't-remember-Spanish-very-well face here) "Ssssoy Skip. Y soy Fell tambien." He put on his cutest smile. "Lo-lo siento. Es stupido."
Skip trusted his gut instinct that this girl was in his group. Dufour or Amakane, he wasn't sure. Still, naked-lady paper in hand, he kept that grin in place and gathered his books up. He waited to be shown back to the group. His arms were getting the cold chills again, but he'd be fine as long as she didn't hit the desk again.
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- "Oh. Oooooh, yes! I-It is-- I mean -- I-IIIII'm Skip. And Fell also."
- S-Sorry. It's stupid."
Typed up at 5:19 in the morning. xD }}(slaughtered) lyrics by THE OFFSPRING[/size][/i][/color][/color][/blockquote]
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Post by URETU AMAKANE on Jul 13, 2010 4:21:15 GMT -5
+ + + + + No more than ten seconds after she had spotted him, Raine had run up to the kid’s desk. Well, I guess that’s one way to determine if that’s him. I decided to walk up to them, since Raine was in my group anyway, but as soon as I got there she was speaking something in French. Then the kid started to say something in Spanish. What the hell?
I stood there for about five minutes trying to figure out what they were talking about. I did manage to catch the word ‘Fell’ and something about a skip in their conversation though, which made me to believe that this kid was the final member to our group. Oh well, better to introduce myself now than later.
“Hey there, Fell, my name’s Uretu.” I wasn’t sure if I should just wave or go for a handshake so I did neither. I just stood there with my hands in my pockets, waiting for us to get together as a group on our assigned STD. Or was it STI now? I became lost in thought, and almost missed what the teacher had said as she reached the chalkboard. So we could do power points now? This class was definitely going to be difficult to stay focused in.
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Post by RAINE DUFOUR on Jul 13, 2010 4:22:06 GMT -5
Raine eyed at their possibly-third-member expectantly, some part of her anticipating him to answer her back in her native tongue.
“Que? Por que?”
Okay nevermind.
The boy hesitated, then started rambling off things in Spanish. It was true, Raine wasn’t fluent in Spanish at all (it was enough work having to learn English), but she did understand the basics. Lucky for her that Spanish and French were both Romance languages and extremely similar, so it wasn’t all that hard to pick up on. Raine pulled herself back and raised a brow. He’s skip...and Fell too? Um...
“So your name...is Skip?” She brushed a lock of black hair out of her eyes. “Uh, okay then. I’m Dufour...Raine,” she added at the end, just to make sure he wouldn’t call her by her last name. “Oh, and, vous êtes pardonnés.” Then ends of her lips twitched, on the verge of rising upward into a little half-smile. I’ll forgive you for being stupid. Raine laughed inwardly. She didn’t know why, but something about this kid made her want to laugh (it might’ve been his squirrelish expression, she wasn’t sure). Not really a feeling she was used to. She decided to shut up with the French and quit messing with the kid—they need to get started with their work. The last thing she wanted was Granny to come over and bitch them out.
She looked around for Fa—Uretu, to see if he had followed her. She saw him come up to the Skip-kid just then to introduce himself. She looked back down to Skip and saw him gathering together his books.
Well, they were all there, so why move?
“You can keep those there,” she pointed as his things, “We can just stay here and move our desks together.” That was really the last thing she wanted to do (anything involving getting closer to somebody was a no-no), but seeing as how every other group was doing it, she figured they should follow suit. The metal desk bars screeched obnoxiously against the white tile floor as she pushed a desk next to Skip, and sat down. She turned around and looked at Uretu, then pointed to the desk in front of them, making a circular motion in the air with her finger, in a “turn that desk around” kind of gesture.
She grabbed the two anatomy worksheets that she and Uretu had received from Mrs. Browne. “Okay, so what do we have to—“
A blush crept its way up her cheeks.
She scanned nervously over the sheets in front of her. Values in Sex Education: From Principles to Practice – Ch. 1: The Human Anatomy. Directions: Label the diagram, ya’ little bitches.
Raine blinked. She held one male and female sheet each. Feeling a bit disgusted, she handed the “male” sheet to Uretu. She’d stick with the female...she wasn’t exactly jumping off the walls to “learn” about...other...things. Eww. The raven-haired girl could feel her face getting hot for no reason. Ugh, stop it. You’ll never get through this class if you keep flushing all the time. She leaned back and shot a glance toward Uretu, forcing her best smirk. “That should be a piece of cake. I’m sure you’re very familiar with the male anatomy.” Okay, she couldn’t help teasing him. It also successfully distracted her from her own idiocy. But a gay joke? C’mon. Oh well. That was the only thing she could pull from her stash at the moment.
[/blockquote] AND RAINE FINALLY POSTED. HUZZAH!
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Post by SKIP on Jul 13, 2010 4:24:36 GMT -5
SHOW ME HOW TO LIE[/color] YOU'RE GETTING BETTER ALL THE TIME[/font] ---------------------------------------------Skip continued to sit there and watch the other two. Still obsessed with the naked lady picture, he continued to hold it. Amazed by the girl's not-Spanish, he opened his mouth wide, like he was stupid. He moved only to move the desks together before looking at his naked lady worksheet with a slightly disturbing, sick, twisted, homosexual interest.
....oh wait.
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Post by URETU AMAKANE on Jul 13, 2010 4:25:59 GMT -5
+ + + + + The three of them stood there as the worksheets were passed out. Raine had been the first to see them. A look of disgust appeared on her face as she passed copies of them to Skip and Uretu. The worksheets both had drawings of the human body. One male and one female. As Uretu received his papers from Raine he noticed that she had passed him an extra copy for the male sheet.
“What’s wrong Raine, no interest in labeling some dick?” He couldn’t help but laugh out loud as he said it. Uretu looked over at the kid that called himself Skip and noticed he was staring at the female worksheet. He figured that he might as well fill in his worksheets. After all, Uretu didn’t want to get a zero on the first day of class. He labeled the parts of the head and upper torso that he could remember before heading to the genitals. The worksheet asked for muscle names that he honestly had no clue of. The human body, after all, was not his favorite subject.
After a few minutes of filling in the parts of the male body Uretu moved on to the female worksheet. He began to write in the names of the parts he knew, but of course left the muscle names that he had not learned blank. He wondered if he should ask Raine and that Skip kid for help on the muscle names. Wasn’t that the entire purpose of being in groups? Though, Raine didn’t like Uretu much. That part of their “friendship”, as Uretu would call it, was obvious. He attempted it anyway.
“Hey Raine, do you know the muscle names?”
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