[ scarf of the day | tumblr ] [ occ: n/a ] The iPhone vibrated once more. Giggling with excitement, Brian quickly messaged Aileen back. Desperately waiting for her to text back, and without much to do, the boy began to act like a child and roll around across his pale turquoise bed sheets (with matching pillow cases). He was giggling like an immature four year old, though the rolling around was quite entertaining and distracting. Still, Brian hoped Aileen would text soon so they could meet up.
[ scarf of the day | tumblr ] [ occ: n/a ] Weak sunlight enter Brian's lavender room through the small window above his bed. Yawning and rubbing his eyes, he sat up and stretched. Oh how his muscles ached, especially his knee from that spill he had yesterday. He was still a little upset over Madeline, but it was just water under the bridge now. Brian wasn't very skilled at holding grudges, even if some people deserved it. Yawning again, the boy got out of bed and walked over to the mirror above his dresser. Ugh, he hated bed head. Quickly, he brushed it out into neat strands. He always parted his hair to the right (from his perspective), a typical trademark of the sixteen year old. Satisfied, he bent down and took out a pair of tan pants, a white long-sleeved shirt, a cute red sweater, a boxer, and some shin-high white socks. He then moved to his rack of scarves he had hanging in the closet. He had just the right one in mind; one of Brian's favorite scarves was his tan, black, and red one. It was one of the first ones he bought, and he absolutely adored it to death. Finally, he took out a pair of simple brown loafers. Quickly putting on his clothing, Brian returned to the mirror to be deemed acceptable or not. He adjusted a few stray strands of hair and put on a layer of chapstick. Slipping it into his left pocket, the boy then reached for his body spray. It smelled of lavender, but wasn't a strong fragrance; even those with the most sensitive of noses could tolerate it, or so he's been told. Spraying it on himself in all over, the boy gazed into the mirror and smiled. Suddenly, he heard a strong vibration coming from the end table by his bed. Must be Aileen. Jumping onto the bed, stomach first, Brian eagerly checked the message. He read it, contemplated it for a second, then sent a new message. Of course it was Aileen, who else would it be?
[ scarf of the day | tumblr ] [ occ: n/a ] Brian heard a voice come from behind. He looked to Madeline, who suddenly slapped his hand and immediately sprinted away without even apologizing or thanking him. He shook his right hand, which was extended a few seconds prior, vigorously in an attempt to shake the pain away. Feeling a little better, Brian turned around to see an olderclassman approach him and ask if he was alright. "I'm fine, thank you," he replied with a smile. "Look I'm sorry, but I need to get to pre-calc ASAP. I really appreciate your concern, it was very sweet of you." A genuine tone of gratitude could be heard in the boy's voice. Soon after waving the olderclassman goodbye, Brian began to jog, almost sprint, to the pre-calc classroom. A familiar voice rang across his ears and turned his head back slightly to see Aileen. "It's fine, and I'm fine too thanks. Don't worry about it." He turned his head back around, narrowly missing running into a senior, and said bluntly, "Here, let's walk and talk. I can't be late to Mrs. Finnley's class again." Suddenly, the bell rang; they were late, and Brian would get a detention for sure. He growled slightly under his breath and continued his pace.
[ scarf of the day | tumblr ] [ occ: n/a ] Brian sighed at his best friend's unresponsiveness. "Okay... well, I'm going to head to pre-calc before the bell rings," he paused, then continued. "See you there...?" Giving Aileen a quick and awkward hug, the boy turned around and headed towards Mrs. Finnley's classroom. The boy adjusted his scarf slightly, since it was itchy his neck quite a bit. This new scarf, dressed with a refreshing black and gray pattern, was only bought a few days ago and wasn't quite broken in yet. Still, it was definitely one of his favorites. Suddenly, the boy fell onto the floor, landing directly on his knee. Biting his lips and holding back tears, Brian grunted at the pain that rang across his body. Carefully, he attempted to stand up, which turned out to be successful. He turned around... what was her name? He knew he'd seen her before... oh, Madeline, that's it! With a slight groan and tone of annoyance, Brian said, "Hey, uh, Madeline... are you okay? You look like you fell pretty hard." He offered a weak smile and an outstretched hand to help her up from her knees. Then, he heard her mutter something. "No one is laughing at you, Madeline. In fact, there's practically no one in this corridor."
Brian is fine with the timeskip! Just curious, this timeskip is going to be from during to after school yes?
[ scarf of the day | tumblr ] [ occ: n/a ] "Um... I don't know how much time we have left until lunch is over," he replied. Pulling out his phone, he checked the time and showed it to Aileen. "See, we only have like two minutes left." Brian chuckled slightly to lighten the mood. He knew Aileen had the email on mind, and he knew that she saw through his guise. "Maybe we try to sneak eat in pre-calc?" He asked. "It's not like Mrs. Finnley is going see us!" He began to laugh loudly. Mrs. Finnley, a seventy-something elderly woman, wore huge, old-fashioned glasses with the chain around the neck. It didn't help her though, because the poor woman could barely see five feet in front of her. She was one of Brian's favorite teachers solely based on the fact of her appearance and attitude. Her infamous 'What was that? Come again?' sent Brian on verge of tears every time. "So what do you say?" Brian smiled widely at Aileen, his eyes beaming. The thought of the cruel email left his thoughts almost immediately. No worries. No paranoia. Just Aileen and pre-calc.
Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry! I must've overlooked that! Let me edit my post.
[ scarf of the day | tumblr ] [ occ: n/a ] Startled, the boy looked up quickly to see another boy. "Oh... no, I'm fine. I'm just waiting for my friend at her locker." He awkwardly looked back down. He wasn't exactly the greatest at meeting new people without it being pre-arranged. He coughed slightly and looked back up, a weak smile on his face. "Thank you though, that was really sweet of you." -- A familiar voice hovered over Brian's head. He looked up and smiled widely. "No no, not at all Aileen! Though... like, what took you so long?" He titled his head to meet her gaze, and soon began to giggle softly at their awkward positions. Suddenly, something flashed in Aileen's eyes; it was a pang of worry. She managed to hide it well though, under those soft, cocoa eyes of hers. She got the email. He got the email. Others got the email... this couldn't be a coincidence. Naturally, Brian was concerned for his best friend. He was worried that the worst could happen: she could actually die, she could go insane, she could become detached and cold, she could... just something bad could happen and he wanted her to be safe. Still, he followed in Aileen's steps and attempted to hide this concern, which he figured was quite well due his acting experience. Two could play at that game.
Hey, the roleplay has started! Ahhhh!
[ scarf of the day | tumblr ] [ occ: so excited for this roleplay ah! ] The walk down the hallway was treacherous; the students were all crammed into a clump, making it seemingly impossible for Brian to pass through. Still, he pushed his way through the noisy crowd, and emerged successful on the other side. He looked back to see one of his friends, Amanda, wave at him. He smiled cheerfully and waved back. Turning back around, Brian pulled his phone out of his jeans pocket and typed in his passcode. He looked around, the clear hallway leaving no threat of the dreaded "checking the phone and crashing into the cute footballer" incident. He opened up the Tumblr tab, and typed furiously with one hand. The expression as he tapped 'okay' was of confusion and worry. He read over the published post to make sure it was satisfactory, which it was. Sliding the phone back into his pocket, Brian grabbed his wobbly books with two hands, securing them tightly to his chest. He arrived at his locker and, putting down his books, proceeded to unlock and open the locker. He picked his whimsical binders and colorful notebooks back up and deposited them into the locker. He touched up on his hair with the brush and mirror set he had magnetically placed on the inside of the door. Satisfied (for now), with a sigh, Brian closed the locker and spun the combination dial to assure no one could take anything. Lunchbag in hand, the boy began to walk the down the hall once again. Only this time, he didn't have to travel too far, because Aileen's locker was only a few "bundles" of lockers away. Aileen wasn't there yet, which was odd, because it was way past 11:30. In fact, lunch was almost over and still no sight of her. Then again... it was odd that he was so late as well. Brian considered the two of them lucky because their lockers were only a few paces away from the small, beautiful yard, containing only a two tables and a bench. Growing a little impatient, Brian sat down by her locker and waited to see his best friend again.
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Hm, that's a tough one... Well, to be honest, I originally started with the proper conventions and what not because I was afraid that the older...
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