You'd think a girl would learn. <open! Jump in!>

Jake walked over and sat beside her. "Hi." He said with a smile as he sat beside her. He was a senior and wasn't really sure how he felt about it. He yawned and began to eat his lunch.//rushed

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"I'm Jake." He said putting out his hand for her to shake. "I'm a senior. What are you?" He asked her kindly. He already liked this girl. He wasn't sure if it would turn into something more though.

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I want to be like water; soft enough to offer life
tough enough to drown it away
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Leerah dropped her tray of food onto a forlorn table that sat near the edge of the cafeteria, and sat down in front of it. She traced wayward patterns into the plastic top of the table with her index finger as she awaited her small group of friend’s arrival. After four tedious years of high school she had discarded the usages of popularity—she never was good at following social dictates, and now surrounded herself with only a few favoured friends. Never the less, when she saw the sophomore and another senior, she couldn’t say that she had ever talked to him before; she rose from her seat to approach them.
Perhaps it was the feeling of nostalgia that came with being a senior that made her feel sociable, or her heightened sense of curiosity. Never the less she reached the table, with her hands tucked into the back pocket of her jeans and a warm smile on her face.
“Hi, mind if I join you? My friends aren’t the most… timely,” She spoke in the flowing way that originated form her French culture, causing her to connect the sound of every word together without interruption and replace her ‘T’s with soft ‘V’s where they don’t belong. Her lilting the edges of her vowels and dragging out others.

OOC: Sorry, I didn't mean for this to sound so pretentious when I wrote it^^
@ɢяё➸¥ If you want. you could play Leerah's romantic intrest, (If you're asking generally, or not directly to Levity?)
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Each male exhaled in relief when the sweet bell signaling their lunch rang. They quickly each gathered their things and walked out with their bookbag tossed over their shoulders, each wearing the same bored, tired, and hungry expression. Neither one of them hated school, but today had been exceptionally boring and they hadn't seen most of their friends all day. They were actually quite outgoing and friendly, so it was an odd sight to see them with such expressions on their faces.

When they got to the cafeteria, the boys chatted quietly amongst themselves, only pausing to set their bags down at where they normally sat before going up in to the food line. They each grabbed a tray and got their food, one twin getting macaroni and cheese with a breadstick and the other twin getting orange chicken and rice, then both getting some sort of canned drink, plastic silverware, and napkins.

Exiting the line, they continued their conversation, smiling at people they recognized but mostly keeping to themselves. They sat down at their table and ate, sharing their food. Honestly, it was the only reason they each got different things. So that they could share it all together. Being as they had very similar tastes, it was easier for them to do it this way when it came to school lunches.

//low muse but wanted to join

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Phillip nearly ran to the cafeteria. His hunger seemed like it was going to drive him insane. With its ferocious rumblings it sounded like a sputtering car engine. After getting his lunch, the junior searched for a place to sit. He usually sat by himself, but the all tables seemed to be full. "Mind if I sit here?" he asked, looking at a sophmore girl, and two seniors, male and female.
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a pair of twins.

Jay was friendly with many people at the school, but he preferred smaller groups of close friends to large crowds of nearly strangers. He recognized the two, though he couldn't recall talking to them before. He mentally shrugged and strode over to one of the available chairs across from them. He dropped into the spot, placing his tray before him, and gave a friendly nod. "Hey there. I'm Jay." He greeted, unsure of whether they knew his name already. He couldn't personally recall theirs, but he had never been good with names anyways. Jay speared a carrot and popped it into his mouth.[/fancypost]
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The twins had been chatting quietly about something random-about how they wondered if they would win Super Smash Bros the same way with the same exact points and combo moves against two separate people on separate TVs to be exact-when they saw a figure and heard a tray drop on their table.

Bradan and Nathan looked up at the person named Jay and smiled warmly.

"Hey, nice to meet you." they both greeted.

"I'm Bradan," the younger brother started.

"And I'm Nathan," the elder brother finished.

"We're the Rockwell twins." they spoke in sync once more, since it was hard not to with the fact they have lived in the same room for fifteen years. Really, it was a whole chameleon affect that people found either hilarious or plain weird. Normally, they wouldn't have told anyone their names. They had this game where their friends tried to guess which twin was which, and so far there was no winners. After realizing that changing how they introduced their names to people (saying "we're nathan and bradan" instead of "i'm nathan, he's bradan") didn't affect their games since they were exactly identical, they went to introducing themselves as individuals for the sake of it being easier to say their names.

They both thought this guy looked familiar. Did they have any classes with Jay? They couldn't recall having any, but maybe he sat in a spot where he wasn't easily seen by them. Then again, the twins pretty much knew everyone, so it would've been hard to not recognize someone in this school. They were well known.

"How are you?" one of them asked, picking up their fork and taking a bite of their brother's food on their tray. The other twin picked up his canned drink and took a sip. Both were looking at Jay with a friendly smile and attitude. In middle school or younger, they would have coldly told them to get lost. Truthfully, it was how everyone saw them. But once they made friends and started joining clubs and formed their own, they easily warmed up and were now rather friendly, outgoing, and loved being around a lot of people and having many friends.

Jake sighed. There was no way she would ever like him with all these peolpe around. Especally the boys