[CLOSED] i can't give you what you want..

[rhys ashley goldman]

Rhys sat down at the table he normally sat at, the cafeteria looking abnormally empty without the seniors. Not that he minded. They normally tormented the underclassmen anyway. He picked up one of his fries and put it into his mouth, wondering where Seth was. The boy was pretty much his only friend. He didn't think he was a complete freak. Unless he was one of those people who believed in 'keep your friends close and your enemies closer'.

He picked up another fry, putting it in his mouth before he reached to unscrew the cap on his water. He looked up as the student teacher Monroe came in, and looked uneasily away. Something about Monroe wasn't right, and he didn't like it.

[seth joshua grant]

Seth had a slice of pizza in hand, spotted Rhys and made his way over as Cala caught up to them. He had missed a lot of school because of the accident and then losing their house and parents. Both seemed to be taking it well enough. On the outside at least. Surgery had fixed his shin pretty well, but he rubbed tenderly at his shoulder as he sat down. "Hey Rhys," He mirmured, and Cala waved sheepishly as well, grabbing her brothers water bottle to take a sip.

[rhys ashley goldman]

Rhys looked up at Seth as he came over, and couldn't help thinking 'that's someone my neighbor would force me to be with..'. He smiled, raising his hand a bit to wave at his sister. She was pretty, yeah. But she was Seth's sister. And from what the seniors had told him, he may as well be gay, because no girl would want him.

He took another bite of his fries, holding the container out silently to Cala. His grey eyes looked her over curiously before he turned to Seth. "How was chem?" He asked, his voice cracky, broken, and deep from never speaking much.

[seth joshua grant]

Seth shifted his weight with a grimace, watched Cala smile and reach for a few fries. "Thank you.." She breathed, waving at Tony as he passed.

"Alright, I'm so far behind," He groaned, had missed far too much. He was luck it was the end of the year though, and shouldn't effect him to much. "And your class?" He glanced at him, bit into his pizza. He had had Rhys over a few times to hang out, but now he didn't even have a home.

[rhys ashley goldman]

Rhys smiled at her, sitting the tray between them. He bit into another fry, looking back at Seth. He shrugged, swallowing his food before he spoke. "Everything's too easy." He said, reaching for his water. He took a sip of it, then sat it down. He felt like he had learned all this before, like everything was just being repeated. Except for new history. He was struggling with that. He just couldn't wrap his mind around a lot of the things they said happened. It seemed.. futuristic.

"How's yours?" He asked Cala to be polite, not wanting to be rude.

[seth joshua grant]

Seth scoffed. "Maybe if you weren't so dang smart," He teased, nudging his shoulder with a light fist.

Cala dropped her gaze shyly at the smile, taking another fry. Seth smirked at her and she rolled her eyes.

[rhys ashley goldman]

"Well, history has got me stumped, if that makes you feel any better." He said, looking over at Seth. "You remind me of my brother. Only he's like a mouse now." He said quietly, looking back at Cala. He reached for a fry, nearly bumping his water bottle. He could have sworn it was further away than that. So he moved it over a little, grabbing another fry. He took a bite out of it, lowering his gaze to the hole in his jeans.

[seth joshua grant]

"Yeah well, history is..I dunno, I don't like it." For the most part he had good grades, and had a rather good reputation in the school, was pretty well known.

"Yeah?" He smiled faintly, watching Cala reach to move his bottle, then draw her hand back swiftly as he got to it first.

[rhys ashley goldman]

"Yeah, after Tripp died." He said, watching Cala draw her hand back. His eyes wandered to her face, watching her for a second before he smiled again to see what she would do. He usually talked much more around Seth, and he wondered if the other boy noticed.

"He was a spitting image of my brother, but was attached to his mom like nobody's business. Always had a smile on his face." He stopped, realizing these two lost their parents exactly how Asher lost Tripp and Jourdan- in a house fire. "Huh.." He reached for his bottle, taking a sip out of it.

[seth joshua grant]

Cala blushed faintly, cheeks heating up, and smiled back before looking down, strands of hair falling to hide her face.

Seth nodded slowly as he listened, wondered why he was so quiet right now. "Yeah..." He murmured, shifting his weight in discomfort again. "Huh what?"