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It was Saturday, thank god. Jackson could spend the day at the garage, just working and not focusing on too much. As he worked on the engine of his own car, he heard a voice coming from the office as if they were looking for someone. Stepping in, his overalls where tied around his waist, showing his white tank top as he cleaned his hands on a rag. “Can I help you?” Flipping his curls out of his eyes.Â
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He was alone, alone in the room and alone on the stage. Cameron was up on his toes, letting the music take him over as he just danced. He had a routine he should be practicing for nationals, but right now, he just wanted to dance and forget his world for a moment. On the stage, he was home, he was so shy around others but not here, not on stage, on stage he was whom he was truly. So lost, he didn’t hear someone come into the auditorium, not noticing them as he went into a fast spin. Stopping suddenly, he saw a face in the room and breathed heavy as their eyes locked.Â
He would have rather been anywhere than here right now, his mind raced and pounded as he remembered lasts nights mistake. He leaned his head against his locker and groaned as he tried to remember his locker combination. Finally after a few tries he unhooked the lock and closed his eyes for a few moments “First class is...” he trailed off as he reached into his locker and pulled out one of his books. He stood in front of his locker, number 327, and looked hard at the book trying to decide if it was the right one, his concentration was only broken when someone behind him spoke.
       " so then i called him a chauvinist pig and he asked me —- well more like ORDERED that i leave his classroom. “ caitlin rambled on, rolling her shoulders as she walked across the halls. “ of all the reasons i’ve gotten sent to see the principal, this really does feel like the least offensive one. “ or something like that, perhaps it was the fact that she’d done more in defense of a friend that she never really saw the confronting the principal as too big of a deal.  “ this entire place, just come with a walking trigger warning. “ she finished with a frustrated sigh, which wasn’t far from how she felt. it was exhausting having to be in a place that felt unfamiliar. she missed her school, the rest of her friends, the ones who hadn’t been offered a chance to graduate.Â
she didn’t think it was fair. “ anyway, that’s been my day so far. “ it wasn’t what she’d qualify as one of her best but regardless, she had a few ideas on how she could make it better. “ please tel me you’re having better luck than i am? “
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"You know, I have tried very hard to be nice. People just can’t be nice back” the girl stated trying not to smile. Since the transfer she had been more than okay with showing the students she was opinionated. “Can nobody handle to truth?”
“what in the white lava?” trixie muttered to herself. chipped pink nails wrapped around a lock as the blonde tried tugging on it for the fourth time. she opened her locker every day and every day she couldn’t truly remember the combination. “come on ya damn contraption!” she pulled harder, exhaling loudly in frustration. “all. you have. to. do. is. open” the blonde propped one foot on the locker below, using her weight to pull against the lock as if her bugs bunny strength would do the trick. “just fucking open!” at this point, trixie couldn’t help but laugh at how she ridiculous she must have looked.
“The cafeteria is making these sandwiches smaller, I swear.” Iris complained as she went to take another bite. “I usually bring a lunch, but every time I have to buy something here, it feels like the prices have gone up and the food has gotten worse... am I crazy?”
