019: SCHOOL

[intheblanks]

There's a girl vomiting into the book return box in the library. She says it's nerves but it doesn't smell much like them.

I thought somebody should probably know.

Oh, and if anybody else finished the chem test early enough: think there's extra credit for noticing the examiners were playing human Pacman between the desk grids? I need to ask because, apparently, in Public school, you never can tell.

See you in fall.


[No, he's not expecting to attend the dance (although plans are subject to change). In the meantime he can be caught collecting his violin from the Westerberg High music rooms before heading into town. At the local grocery store he'll pick up baby food and heavy flow tampons, and hide them under at least six bags of potato chips. And, late in the evening, groceries, violin and shopping bag unloaded, he'll be found on the shoreline at the beach, expertly skipping pebbles out across the waves.]

Comments

[thenormalsquint]

Did they teach snitching at Cutlers?

[goodboysgood]

She's sick.

[thenormalsquint]

Not her, the examiners. Sometimes monitoring exams get boring and we have to entertain ourselves.

[goodboysgood]

Sometimes class gets boring but we're not encouraged to play Mario.

[aprettypenny]

Does she know where the nurse is? And you're not planning on going to the dance tomorrow?

[goodboysgood]

The library is like two corridors away from the nurses office. I mean, I asked if she was all right...

[aprettypenny]

I guess that's about all you can do. I could find a custodian...?

And I won't be seeing you at the dance?

[goodboysgood]

Better if one of her friends sees this and finds her first.

Um.

[Damn it, Penny.]

I'm still... new here, and my last school was Cutlers.

[You know, the boy's grammar.]

[but_not_best]

I hate finishing tests early.

[goodboysgood]

[Oh god, don't stutter.]

Unless it's because you skipped half the questions, I-I reckon it's probably a good thing.

[but_not_best]

No, but eventually I start to second-guess myself, even when I know I knew the answer.

Maybe I'm just not paying enough attention to what the proctors are doing.

(why is that icon so CUTE)

[goodboysgood]

You'll have to adopt slower handwriting, or a longer name.

And you didn't finish long after me, I'm surprised you didn't catch at least one game.

[ex_anuglybloom413]

[She'd been out here on the beach with a group of drunken assholes earlier in the evening, but their idea of a good time had been to go get themselves even further spliffed up in someone's dingy apartment and her appreciation for them had plummeted lower and lower the more noisy and impulsive they became. She'd kept the one tolerable bit of company around long enough to placate her annoyance, but he had eventually cited his mother as grounds for going home. Tch.

She's always restless. When she was younger it played itself out in pointed acts of relentless cruelty, ice cold. She's better humored these days, and when she can't be bothered to find company or other entertainments, there is always exercise. Usually running or biking or skating, sometimes calisthenics if she's truly stuck indoors, but she prefers to go out. Tonight she was already out at the beach though, swimsuit under her clothes from earlier in the day. Her discarded outfit is in a pile, hidden out of sight not all that far from Chase along with her phone and her purse.

She normally wouldn't have bothered him, he's not really on her radar as a person of interest, but he's come up a few times lately. So she stops, wringing out her hair as she watches him.]

[goodboysgood]

[Chase's mother is the reason he's out. Actually, Chase's mother not yet having noticed that the lock on the window to the downstairs study has been smashed in with one corner of a book is the reason he's out. Much easier to come home late and clear up the mess than to sit listening to it in progress.

He's working hard not to be a person of interest, recently. At Cutlers, captaining in sports, competing for grades and keeping the kind of stock portfolio of extra credit activities that turned school into a full time career meant he was well enough known. Punching one of his classmates into a desk on his very last day at the Grammar School had briefly given him a different reputation, and now he maintains it by staying under the radar. He doesn't like questions.

There's some mutual recognition as he watches the figure emerging from the water, but by the time she's close enough to follow his eyeline, he's studiedly looking away.]

[ex_anuglybloom413]

[There are no good associations to be made about the Morir girl. Her father is shrewd, her mother is shrill, her brothers are equal parts unpalatable and unmemorable, and she herself is all cruelty, but if you're looking for a fuck or an in with a gang member, she's top quality.]

Not even a 'hello,' Chase?

[You're almost as bad as poor little Justin.]

[synanthrope]

No extra credit, I'm afraid.

[goodboysgood]

I even made a note of who won most.

[synanthrope]

Bored?

[orangetoughguy]

Why'd you smell it man, gross. There are better ways to get high.

[goodboysgood]

Scent carries.

[orangetoughguy]

Yeah, carries right to your stomach. That shit's contagious.

Private

[worldofourown]

How horrible.

No one has been spared.

Private

[goodboysgood]

Anyone who thought last night was a smart time to party kind of brought it on themselves.

Private

[worldofourown]

That wasn't what I meant, good doctor.

[amansgottadowhat]

Do you know what nerve-puke smells like?