So Noted

[Elijah Graham]

(OOC: Adeline/Open)

Theme song: So Noted

Elijah was at the main building of the school, inside the dark and gloomy science lab. The final bell had rung and kids were tearing out of there at top speed, running for the buses or their parents' cars. You know how it is -- when the school day is over you just want to get out of there. Elijah on the other hand, couldn't leave just yet.

A fight had broken out during last period, which happened to be History 12 for him, and he, along with a few other students, had to leave halfway through to help one of his friends that had gotten caught up in it unintentionally and ended up a casualty in the fight, among other students as well. Which brings us back to why Elijah was in the classroom by himself, he was sitting at his desk, copying down the notes and homework from the whiteboard. Aside from Elijah furiously writing away, the only other sound heard was the faint music issuing from the headphones clamped on Elijah's ears, preventing him from hearing anyone coming into the classroom.

[Adeline Davis]

Adeline didn't particularly like doing her homework at home. She had a weird mentality that once you're out of school - you're out of school. She was a firm believer in no homework or tests, at least outside of school time. In order to fool herself in thinking so she'd normally stay behind and hour or two afterschool in a classroom to finish her work before heading to training.

Slipping into a science room she'd notice another boy already there with music exuding from his headphones. Adeline being the quiet girl that she was, did not greet him and merely sat at the front of the room in an empty seat. Taking her notebook out of her bag she'd start completing her english assignment.

[Elijah Graham]

With his headphones firmly clamped onto his ears, not to mention music pumping into his ears, Elijah did not notice he was not the only one in the classroom until he looked up to see the next section of notes, only to find his vision was suddenly filled by blond hair of the girl seated right in front of him.

As he still desperately needed to finish his notes, and considering the girl wasn't being rude or bothering him or anything, not to mention he didn't want to be rude and ask her to move, closing his notebook and getting up from his seat, he'd transfer all his stuff to the front row and take a seat in the desk next to her.

With a clear view of the notes, and no way that anyone else could block his view, he'd glance briefly over at the girl's notebook, seeing she was working on English, before returning to furiously but meticulously copy down the rest of the notes he needed, turning the volume of his music down so she wouldn't get distracted by the sound.