Jason tried his hardest to ignore Hanna, sitting at a table not too far away, with a few other outcasts he didn't know. He only sipped at his water silently, not really in the mood to eat. He was picking up fragments of her conversations, but was choosing to say nothing. He hated it when people called him emo. Almost as much as he hated when guys tried to hook up with chicks only in the hopes they get laid. 

With a few blinks, Jason glanced cautiously towards the table she was sitting at. 

{ Mhmmm. -twitch- I can't think of anything that could happen, though. xC 

Perhaps one of their teachers as signs a group project, and they get stuck working together or something? ;P } 

{ Alrighty, and then I have to go to bed. x3 }

Jason blinked, fiddling with his pen as he listened to his Drama teacher speak. "Today we will be starting a project," she announced, smiling. "We'll all be pairing up and acting out scenes from Romeo and Juliet." She started to list off names and the scenes they were acting out. 

"Jason and Hanna; you'll be acting out the balcony scene." Jason felt his throat constrict, and his hands grow clammy. That was not going to happen. He was going to be sick for the next.. five years. No... 

Jason's hand shot into the air, earning him a quizzical look from the teacher. She nodded, a signal that he could speak. He said quickly, blinking at a particularly geeky kid he'd met at lunch, "John and I were wondering if we could act out a fight scene or something if there is one. I'm just not that comfort-" 

The teacher cut him off. "Sorry," she said, almost smiling. "Everything is final. If I let you change, then I have to let everyone else change." She went on with listing, leaving Jason to seethe with anger. Not. cool.

The teacher shook her head, looking disappointed. "I'm sorry, but you heard me earlier. No switches. No changes. Everything is final..." She blinked, shuffling some papers around her desk. 

Jason stormed over to his locker, almost tempted to punch it. Why'd he get stuck with Hanna? Why couldn't Justin get put in a group with her? Life was so unfair... He only sighed, pulling out his books for his final clas s of the day. Which, thank goodness, he didn't share with Hanna. 

{ He's moody. P: }

"You're right, I can't," she said, smiling faintly at Hanna. The teacher looked unamused. "But I can certainly put a big fat zero on your report card under Drama. Because this counts as 25% of your grade this semester." She raised her eyes, looking at Hanna with a strict frown. "Why's it such a big deal if you work with Jason anyways? He's a sweet boy."

( Weeeeell thats his fault xD )

Hanna chuckled lightly as she walked into cl*censored*, sitting down without a sound, glad this cl*censored* wasnt shared with jason. (Lets skip..?)

{ Oh, blaaah. ;c }

{ You have to see my new puppy. O___O -is taking tons of pictures- }

Jason slunk into the office, hand still cramped from having to write the five hundred lines he was told to do. Over and over again the page read, in a neat, tidy scrawl, "I will not skip school. I will not skip school."

Sliding back out of the office with pink cheeks, he wandered into Science clas s, a wave a nausia washing over him. The only seat that was available was next to Hanna. He gritted his teeth, perching on the seat like he was in physical pain, leaning away from her. Great, he thought. Now I get to ruin things even more. Just my luck.