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Zeke sat in the class and watched as the other students came in. He let out a sigh and kicked his feet on the table. From the looks of things, it looked like class would be starting soon.
 
"Whatever." He took his feet off the desk.
(Sorry for how short it was, I couldn't think of what else to say)
 
"Yes, that is correct. What do you want now?" He leaned forward in his chair to better hear whatever the teacher was going to say.
 
Michael looked around the room before choosing a spot with sufficient space between this 'Zeke' guy, who he immediately labeled as a delinquent of some sort, and that ended up being in the back. He wasn't scared enough of the possible confrontation to go sit in the front where he might be called on constantly by the teacher under assumption that he was one of those kids.

He nestled into his seat and got comfortable, figuring he would be there the entire period, length, whatchamacallit, whatever right? He seemed obviously anxious, and not just by his pose. The feeling of fear and worry spread through the room like the smell of popcorn in a teen infested cafeteria - everyone took notice. Everyone felt it on a spiritual level, know what I mean?
 
He made air quotes as he replied to the teacher. "To learn how to control my powers." He than sighed and added. "Not like it actually matters, I will probably get sent to another institution and treated like a prisoner."
 
Michael took notice of Iris and gave her the least awkward smile he could muster (still awkward though, like chill out man) before leaning over to whisper just as awkwardly. "I uh, I didn't introduce myself before... I'm uh, I'm Michael. Kodak. Nice to uh, nice to meet you," he said with a now less awkward smile. He's getting there.
 
He leaned back in his chair and muttered, "that's what I thought." He than took notice to the awkward man in the room who was struggling to communicate with the girl talking to him. He almost felt bad for him. Zeke somewhat knew what it was like to be in that position but normally people didn't come and talk with Zeke. He did a good job of putting up a wall and pushing people away.
 
Noticing Zeke look over at him, he gave a weird look back as if he wanted nothing to do with him and was trying to let him know that. He was intrigued by him, though. He wondered why the guy had a look of faint sympathy on his face, was he pitying him? TRIGGERED! He kept that to himself though and leaned back into his own desk area rather than toppling over into the little aisle between his desk and Iris'. He looked down at his desk and started rolling his ankle in hopes of moving around in any way possible. He never could sit still, he'd always fidget with something, be it his fingers or his hoodie strings, whatever had him moving unnoticeably.

He waited patiently for the teacher to move on to start the class, though he was almost sure that the fifteen minutes hadn't passed by so he doubted it was even time to do so. Either way, he waited without saying another word, and tried to keep his mind off things like the fact that he knew nobody but this fox eared lady and a couple others and even then all he knew about them were their names and other somewhat useless information. But, he did pick up that the delinquent guy's name was Zeke. Zeke = bad in his head though, so he decided that information wasn't as important as other things. Nothing personal (everything personal, Michael would so lose a fight with that guy).
 
Michael tried not to let out a groan of protest when he was asked to actually do something physical like put his legs under him and support his weight, but he did it and stood just as he was asked to. Though, he kinda waited til most of the other people got up and followed her, because everyone knows the first rule of being an edgy little sack of depression is always follow at the back of the crowd.
 
Zeke got up out of his chair and followed the teacher. He had noticed the way that the one boy had looked at him, as though he had done something wrong and he felt as though a part of him died again. Even someone who was like Zeke, someone who seemed to have issues with social situations, looked down on him. He waited until everyone else had left and followed behind them. There was a good distance between him and everyone else.
 
He noticed that Zeke was following far behind, and after realizing that he had hurt the guy emotionally a little more than he had anticipated, he felt bad. He seemed less like a delinquent now and more like a lonely kid just needing someone to talk to other than some therapist. Though, he wasn't quite sure on that so he kept his distance and simply wondered to himself if he should talk to the guy later on. He thought about it enough that he started following the group blindly, hardly learning the hallways of the building.
 
Michael initially was caught a little off guard by anyone actually confronting him and trying to talk, but he went along with it and gave the girl a genuine smile when she remembered his name from like, a minute ago. "Yeah," he answered. He noticed that Iris had been the one to speak up and figured she'd probably be his friend soon enough. Or were they already friends? How do friends work?
 
Zeke was tempted to break away from the group and go back to sleep or something. The looks he was getting from the other students was making him uncomfortable. It felt like the air around him was getting hotter and it was getting harder to breath. Just calm down, you don't want to do something you'll regret. Just calm down.
 
Iris smiled her tail kinda latching onto him she blushed " So sorry It has a mind of its own..." She sighed
 
motheal walked down the hallway with some files and a clipboard it his arms.He was taking care of some errands his father sent him on. He glanced up at the ceiling blinking and sniffed the air with wide eyes licking his lips. he quickly shook his head exhaling deeply. he must remain composed. he was hungry but he couldn't let that tempt him since he had a job to do. he then hurried into the cafeteria and glanced around before staring at griffin intensely. he may have been very short for his age and somewhat a femboy but even so motheal starbrew was a force not to be reckoned with whether you just irritate him or merely forget to file your paperwork correctly. he could be scary either way though since moth didn't even act human,the only expression he knew how to show was anger. he approached. "...i see you're finished eating and since you seem to have spare time to conversate,mister griffin ryo, then you should be able to turn in your reports on time. also here." he stated and took out a envelope that contained money and started to walk off.

Spice Spice
Moonflight Moonflight
Mot Mot
Hexxy Hexxy
 
Zeke couldn't stand the pressure, it might not have been a problem for the others but he couldn't stand the looks he got from the others. He stopped for a second to regain his composure but after a few seconds he lost sight of the group and had no idea where they went. It is probably for the best but I should probably rejoin the group. In a desperate attempt to find the group he started to run down the halls and turned a corner. Then the one thing he wouldn't want to happen, happened. He ran into a mean looking man.
N Nonexisting
 
motheal being short as he was happened to be knocked over by the other male who had coming running right through. everything he was holding went flying all over the floors. moth shook his head and stood up brushing himself off before giving zeke a glare as the air around him started to become heavy. his eyes were glowing intensely as he grabbed a hold of the younger boy's arm. "you have 10 seconds to pick everything up and apologize,are we clear? " he growled.

Elffri3nd Elffri3nd
 
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