queensheiba
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Mar 16, 2011
As the bell rang for last period, students scrambled through the hallway, trying to be on time at least on the first day. Even at the end of the day, most students were happily showing off their new clothes and slipping easily back into the swing of things.
One such student was Marrissa Caldwell. After a long summer break she'd returned to school for her last year. A senior, she should have been happy to enjoy the myriad of activities they'd set up for the students. Instead, she was trying her hardest to slip through the halls undetected. She managed to make it into class before the bell rang. Most students were still playing ketchup with their friends so she picked a desk in the back of the classroom and settled into her seat.
Settling her grey messenger bag on the floor by her loafer clad feet she crossed her legs, reaching to pull her knee high stockings up a little higher. she'd picked today to wear a knee length blue pleated skirt and long sleeved white shirt. Not really the best thing to wear on the first day when other students were dressed in expensive outfits. She hadn't even bothered to do her hair. The dark locks hung loose down her shoulders. Every now and again she'd reach up to readjust her glasses, her green eyes staying down so she didn't have to make eye contact with anyone.
One such student was Marrissa Caldwell. After a long summer break she'd returned to school for her last year. A senior, she should have been happy to enjoy the myriad of activities they'd set up for the students. Instead, she was trying her hardest to slip through the halls undetected. She managed to make it into class before the bell rang. Most students were still playing ketchup with their friends so she picked a desk in the back of the classroom and settled into her seat.
Settling her grey messenger bag on the floor by her loafer clad feet she crossed her legs, reaching to pull her knee high stockings up a little higher. she'd picked today to wear a knee length blue pleated skirt and long sleeved white shirt. Not really the best thing to wear on the first day when other students were dressed in expensive outfits. She hadn't even bothered to do her hair. The dark locks hung loose down her shoulders. Every now and again she'd reach up to readjust her glasses, her green eyes staying down so she didn't have to make eye contact with anyone.