Excite Things(open)

[kayce]

Lillian arrived at school right on time just like every other day. She didn't like being early because she didn't want to speak to anyone(not that anyone would talk to her anyway).

She pulled into her normal parking spot and headed for class. School was like torture. Who needs it? How many times has she graduated now? Six times at least.

She had a little hope that something interesting would happen but nothing is really that interesting here.

As she sat down in here English class -they were reading Edgar Allen Poe's work, she was alive when he was, this wasn't new-she thought about how all the places she tried to blend in were the same. Dark, small, boring.

[burnttoast]

Please substitute '6' for 'six'. No netspeak please.

Tristan rolled his eyes as he seated himself down at the back of the class. He couldn't be bothered with this. He had no idea who they were supposed to be studying.

Then again, he had no idea what day it was either.

He pulled his chair closer to the desk, loudly, a sharp screech echoing around the room. He grinned. He didn't want to know who the person was anyway.

Tristan laid is head down on the desk. One, he was tired. He hadn't gotten much sleep last night, and neither had his friends. His Xbox, at the time, had seemed alot more appealing than sleep. And two, he really didn't want to be here. So, in his mind, he might as well block the whole experience out.

[kayce]

I forgot. I fixed it

Ugh. What was it about being obnoxious that humans found so entertaining. She thought about turning to give him her meanest look but then thought better of it.

It wasn't her fault she was this way. It's not like she had a choice. Maybe if she had had more of a human life she would understand it. Then again maybe not.

She envied the sleep that he was about to get. She couldn't sleep through this boring class.