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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2013 19:09:57 GMT
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| Vivien itched the corner of his eyes as he sat in attendance of his class, in his usual spot at the near far back of the lecture hall. A good handful of people decided to show up; and that was no surprise, considering how rare it was to see this class in full attendance. It was none of his business or his right to judge what other people did instead of turning up to class.
Scribbling down another disjointed English sentence in his jumpy, restless handwriting, he watched the rest of the class write instead of his professor's face.
Soon, it'll all be over, and he could return to his meaningless schedule.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2013 23:39:41 GMT
| Giovanna cursed herself for the thousandth time that day. She was running late and nervous as hell to go to class when she hadn't for a few months. New school year, new chance... right?
With a firm tug, her boot slid over her bare calf. She stretched her feet and checked her outfit in the mirror. Underdressed, overdressed? A sheer black button up with gold skulls embroidered, black boots and jeans rolled up to her knees. She liked it but the nagging sense that she'd be judged like a middle schooler was there.
Gio sucked it up, and pushed such frivalous things to the back of her mind. She instead chose to focus on getting to the lecture on time, her bike could only go so fast and her lungs could only handle so much. By the time she had gotten there it was twenty minutes in. Her palms sweated nervously and she rushed in, sitting at a random seat. She looked over to her left and right, not many bothered to spare her a glance. Perfect.
She realized she was behind with the notes and casually peered over to the notes on the table next to her, hoping the person wouldn't mind. She squinted, at the print not able to read it. "Hey, could I see those for a sec?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2013 23:51:33 GMT
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| Vivien decided he really wasn't that sympathetic to latecomers, no matter how oddly dressed they were.
"How much?" He replied quietly, but otherwise did nothing to be discreet about their transaction, and then, his paused pen kept on writing. The European didn't even look up to think of some judgement to pin a label on this person who was speaking to him.
Frankly, he was too tired for shit like that today.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2013 0:27:11 GMT
| "How much?" Paying for a peek at notes? That was blasphemy. She might have been friendly but she wasn't a push over. "How about you just let me get a clearer look at them, thats all I'm asking for."
She smiled sweetly, trying to not piss him off or bother him. Gio honestly wasn't trying to start anything, but she realized he may not have been in the best mood.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2013 1:10:35 GMT
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| He ran his hand through his hair, then rolled his neck on the back of his seat in an attempt to stretch out tight joints.
It was then he completely turned to the newcomer with a bland expression on his face. "And why should I do that? Give me one good reason." He shook his head and continued off where the professor was talking about. In fact, he was half tempted to say something else before he stopped himself.
He wasn't here to make friends, damnit.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2013 19:46:45 GMT
| Wow, was he rude or what. Giovanna had dealt with her fair share of difficult people, so she just stuck to her guns. "Look, dude. Just let me see the fucking notes." Her smile was forced and tight lipped. If he wouldn't just let her see them then she would start to get very annoyed.
'Who the hell does he think he is?' Gio's hand rested on his desk and she turned a bit to face him as well. So help her she would get those notes if it was the last thing she did.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2013 20:22:05 GMT
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| "I have no obligation to help you. If you're going around excepting people to reach into the kindness of their hearts for other people, then don't look here. Go away." He had already given her a chance once, and if she was too dumb to understand, then that was her problem.
"I suggest you start taking notes right now instead of whining." Vivien shrugged. He now watched the professor move sluggishly with a blank look, wondering when this'll all end.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2013 22:55:45 GMT
| Her eye twitched in frustration and she withdrew her hand quickly. "Me? Whining?" She was only asking for notes and he had to act like a giant pole was stuck up his ass. "If I'm whining, then you sure as hell are to."
She sat back in her chair and glared towards the front of the room. "How dare someone talk to me." She mocked, now not even attempting to be nice. "How dare someone approach all-mighty me, Mr. Stick Up His Ass, for notes because they were running late." Gio adopted an appalled tone and look before glancing at him.
"Yeah, that is just outta line. How dare they." She shook her head as if annoyed because of the same reasons as him.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 24, 2013 12:07:49 GMT
"If you don't shut up now you're going to-"
Oops. Too late. Vivien's gaze stared back at the professor, who shook his head disapprovingly at the two. He hoped that was enough motivation for this whiny chick to just shut the fuck up. He was even tempted to move seats, but that would imply he was the losing party.
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