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    [Justify][sub][color=black] Where is my locker again? Helena Anne Hallows pondered as she slowly walked down the crowded hallways of a completely new school. The red book hugged close to her chest was labeled 'Algebra' in peeling white print. Her sparkling light hazel eyes were wide with fear as she weaved her way around beings that were all considerably gigantic compared to her - she was only around 5'2 in height.
    Helena's long black hair was drawn up in a tight French braid, faint blood-red streaks visible if light shone on the locks properly. She seemed uncomfortable and stiff in her uniform, and it seemed extremely pompous compared with her more "punked-out" makeup - she wore thick black eyeliner on both the top and the bottom, bright red eyeshadow that gave her a more distressed look, light black mascara, and dark cherry lipstick. Her skin was so naturally pale that it seemed like smooth marble.
    As she was just about sure her locker was a few more sections down, she got knocked aside by an extremely muscular jock - probably the school's leading quarterback - and she landed flat on her side, wincing as she took the hit straight to the ribs. She groaned as the other students either shuffled around her, stepped over her, or kicked her with disgust. She felt helpless without a clear break to get back up to her booted feet...


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    Mikey Way sighed as he picked his way around most of the kids who were actually shorter than him, or around the same height. He was the tall awkward-kneed nerd of the school. I mean...He wore glasses! And if anything, that was all it really took to label him. People always judged by covers.
    He wore the usual uniform, stiff and black as ever. He was almost sure that being in a prison would be more comfortable than attending that stupid school. But at least it was the last class of the day before the weekend. He ran a hand through his messy and slightly "fuzzy" hair, not doing much to tame it down. He carried his books from his last class in a small black tote bag, making the effort less present.
    He approached his locker, punching in the combination, and prying it open - it took strength to open his locker since it had hinges that preferred not to move. He grunted when he got the door open, taking the books out of his tote and placing them inside the small metal cabinet.

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    Sorry I fell asleep.))


    For Frank Iero, this school was absolute hell. Being 5'6 was probably the worst thing out of it all. People usually towered over him and they did enjoy shoving into locker, just because he fit. He wasn't very strong and got pushed away or to the ground easily. Another thing that absolutely killed him was that he was labeled an "emo". Sure he did like bands like Black Sabbath and Misfits. Sure he had a nose, lip, and ear piercings and his haircut wasn't the most normal for kids his age, but he didn't consider himself that. He was also kind of awkward around new people. He only had, what was it, three friends? Yeah three friends.
    Other than that all, his green/hazel eyes gazed at the ground and he slowly made his way to his locker. He had one book that held the label of 'Chemistry' on it. It was dangling in his hand beside him. His uniform was slightly big on him, even though he had gotten a smaller size. A small sigh escaped his lips. He had made his way to his locker and was putting his book in when a groan coming from the floor. He raised an eyebrow slightly and managed to get through the kids and kneel down beside her.
    " Are you okay?" He inquired softly, taking her hand and gently helping her up. He pulled her to the side and let go of her hand before biting his lip softly. He gazed down at her.


    " Well, I'm lost." Sage Walters muttered under her breath as she wandered helplessly through the halls. She had been lost most of the day, no one nice enough to help her out. She stood at 5'7 barely. Everyone stood at least three inches taller than her. She had yet met someone around her size. For her, this school was huge. She started yesterday and was late to every class. She weaved through people, finding a girl standing to the side. She was about to ask her where her locker would be located when a yell came from behind her. " Look if you don't move your ass, I'll make you move. I have three minutes and they are wasting because of you." She flinched slightly and began to pick up her pace some.
    She hadn't talked to really anyone the two days. No one seemed interested in talking to her. She wore the uniform, but she had to wear a skirt, since it was "appropriate" for girls to wear them. She felt bare in it. She had an eyebrow piercing and a silver nose ring on her right nostril. Sparkling green eyes looked around, a pale hand reaching up and tucking a loose piece of black hair from her bun behind her ear. As she turned her head to the left, she finally saw it. She hurried over, a half smile coming onto her lips. Now was just the task of getting her locker open. Teeth came down softly to bite on her lips as she put the combination in and tried to get it open. She wasn't the strongest so it gave her a lot of trouble. It ended up that she couldn't open in. She looked around and saw a guy at the locker next to her.
    " Um.. Excuse me? Can you help me open my locker please?" She asked softly, looking up at him. Who was the guy? It was none other than Mikey Way.

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    [Justify][sub]{{ No problem. c: I just woke up to my mum screaming at me to go and fix the WiFi modem. xD And then I got hiccups. Joy. }}


    Helena felt herself suddenly get pulled to her feet and away from the crowd. She cowered away from the boy in front of her for a brief moment until his soft question finally registered in her brain. She shrugged ever so slightly, looking him over. He was kind of cute, and she found it a tiny bit sexy how he bit his lip just beside his lip ring. She looked down at the ground, being too shy to meet his gaze. "I...Umm...I guess..." she mumbled. There was a slight accent to her voice that sounded faintly British. And, to be honest, her ribs hurt like hell; and, her arms were beginning to bruise.


    Mikey glanced over at the girl, looking her over before slowly beginning to nod. "Yeah," he said, seeming a bit unsure on how to handle the situation. An actual girl was talking to him? A member of the female species? That was a first at school. He took a small sideways step towards her locker, giving it one little tug at first. It wouldn't budge. He bit his bottom lip as he gave it a more violet tug, and to his surprise, it opened and he stumbled back a bit.

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    XD
    Also might take me a little to reply because being literate for a bit))


    Frank waited for her to speak, not really in much of a rush to get to class. He honestly hated school and wanted to drop out but his parents wouldn't let him. He hadn't really met someone that likes school, especially this one. They were kind of strict, but people had figured out ways of doing certain things. He glanced over her as she replied and saw the black-and-blue already visible on her arms. " Hey, uhh, your arms are bruising." He stated bluntly. He mentally facepalmed himself. " Let me take you to the nurse at least.. Please?" He asked softly. He had no clue why he was interacting with her. He usually would be on his way to the last class of Hell. She seemed.. Different than other girls at the school.


    Sage let out a small sigh of relief when he agreed to it. She took a step aside and watched him eventually get it open. She offered him a smile. " Thank you so much. I couldn't open it yesterday and I was stuck with nothing." She told him she put what little she had in the locker and took out just what she needed. She had Geometry next. She sucked at math and had no clue why she was put in that class. She slid the book into her bag.

    [Justify][sub]{{ It's no problem! Same here. It sucks because I'm on mobile most often so that's what takes a while. xc Also, I forgot to tell you that I might be getting my left ear pierced before I go back to school because I'm feeling courageous enough to do it. And I really wanna convince my mom to let me get snakebites, but I know that will hurt like hell. }}


    Helena glanced down at her arms when he pointed that out, and she sighed in defeat. She finally looked up at him, meeting his stunning hazel/green gaze. "You don't have to be this kind to me, you know," she said quietly. "A normal person would just let me find the nurse on my own. They wouldn't have offered to take me." A small smile crossed her lips, but it wasn't exactly the most cheery one. "Not that I am complaining," she added. She was feeling some sort of nice vibe coming from him, and she couldn't help but contemplate whether or not she already had a small crush on the boy. Pfft. There's no way. I don't even really know him, she thought, mentally rolling her eyes.


    Mikey smiled a miniscule awkward smile in return. He felt really glad that he was actually a help to someone. He took a step back and leaned against his locker. "My locker is stubborn, but I think yours is a whole other level of what mine is," he admitted, chuckling slightly. He eyed the book she had pulled out of her locker, his smile growing a tiny bit. "Oh! And it looks like we...Umm...Have the same class," he added, suddenly seeming shy again. Should I offer to walk her there? he pondered.

    I'm on mobile too at the moment.
    Ooh nice!! I got snakebites once and they hurt like hell. I also got an eyebrow peircing and a frowny. I have my ears pierced and my nose peirced. I have a lot of piercings xD))


    Frank looked into her eyes as well, a crooked smile coming into his lips. " Well, as you can tell, I'm not really the most normal person. I'm suprised I'm not stuffed into a locker at the moment." He admited, signaling to his smallish size. " Come on, I don't really need to go to my last class anyways. It is pretty boring." He stated, shruggin somewhat. He gently took her hand, in a nice way. He began to walk off towards the front of the school. He walked through a hallway, eyes glancing around for the sign that labelled the clinic. He soon found it and opened the door for her.


    Sage slowly nodded in agreement. " Yeah. I'm probably not even going to use it anymore. And it's been two days." She said. She had to admit he was kind of adorable. He didn't seem like the other people in this school. Most of them didn't care about anyone else. She hadn't made many friends during the two days. Well, she hadn't made any friends. She had eaten alone in lunch both days and sat in the back of class. " Um, really? If it isn't too much of a bother, could you show me where it is? I got lost yesterday and missed the class." She asked, looking down at her feet for a second before looking back up at him.