Moonblasting Peoples Faces [Closed]

Well, to say the least, Keirsta was bored. On the norm, she would've been back in her dorm or something. Most likely drinking five cans of sprite, seeing as she was trying to quit her habit of drinking. Even if she felt a little more tired without it, she was still bouncing off the walls... To say the least. Right now though, seeing as it was after classes, the pink-haired girl was sitting in the empty mathematics classroom. The heck was she doing? Reading. Oh but not books, she was reading on her iPad. or whatever Normally, Netflix was the way to go for her, laying back on her bed after doing her homework. But she wanted to change things up a bit, and so there she was. School uniform and all, which was something that Keirsta had yet to get. What was with the extremely short skirts? Were the staff trying to be mean to girls? Hell if she knew.

Now, wasn't he just the genius of the year? He'd been so eager to get the hell out of the classroom earlier that day that'd he'd went and left his workbook in the classroom. As much as he'd love to come up with some excuse about how he'd lost his homework, and get off with being lazy for the day, it wasn't exactly something that he hadn't tried before - and he knew better than trying it again... After the fifth or sixth time, it sorta lost it's charm, you know? And so Jason walked in quietly through the back. He'd walked towards his seat towards the back by the window desu, a little surprised when someone else had seemed to be there already, nose buried in her notepad.

Jace stood quietly for a second, spotting his book underneath the seat. Should he just try to reach under there or...? ... No, he was going to be smart about this, for once. The young man tapped her on the shoulder, putting on a kind smile. "Excuse me, Miss?" He called gently.

Her head had quickly snapped up at the sound of another student in the room, and when she looked over she recognized the face. Jason Wright. The headmaster's son, Mr. Popular, Formal King for two years straight. What else could she say? It wasn't much of a surprise to her, the popular ones most likely one votes over instantly. Shaking the thought of slight jealousy and envy from her mind, she decided to finally answer. Turning off her iPad, she turned to loot at him. "Yes? Oh... Is this yours?" She asked, grabbing the textbook from beneath her and holding it out to him. She had noticed it, but shrugged it off from being there after. She could only assume it was his, why else would he disturb her? I mean, sure it could be for a quick conversation, but there wasn't much logic in that, right?