Thread:SableyeTea/@comment-26090956-20160403220242/@comment-26090956-20160507001057

I am neither a man, nor a bro, nor a dude.

I am a breh and a snomiser.

And nOOOOoOO Don't stab Ainsley! Sianmightcrybecausesomeonehurthisba/efriend

- SIAN ---

Sian trudged to his locker, his head sinking into his shoulders. It wasn't common for Mr. Dinkle to spill secrets about Sian's family life. Unfortunately, it had become more common since Sian had been becoming increasingly distracted in class from the idiots who pick on him.

Sian unlocked his locker and sighed. He let his white hair fall forward slightly as he looked at the stupid poster someone glued to his wall. It was of a dancing skeleton who they taped his face over. He pried it off his wall and crumpled it up in frustration, tossing it into the nearby trashcan with unlikely accuracy. He took out his History books and turned, walking to the classroom.

-- PETRA

Petra's sides ached as she pulled herself to her feet, blowing a long strand of her blue hair out of her face. She really shouldn't have pushed herself that hard, but she wanted to prove herself.

And well, she still looked ah-mazing though.

The bell rang and the students milled out of gym, laughing among themselves as if they didn't just excersize their brains out. Petra walked straight for her locker, noticing a glum looking Sian walking to History. She smiled sympathetically before turning to her own locker and getting her books out. She huffed softly, realizing she was still in her gym outfit. She swiftly turned and ran towards the gym changing rooms.

After a moment or so, she appeared in black and blue hightops, a gold sequin top that read 'FABULOUS' in black sequins. She had her midriff exposed, as usual, just like the other girls, and short white shorts with thigh-high cat socks. She raked her fingers through her hair before throwing it up again with a large white bow.

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