Fuel Up

Rather than wasting any more precious energy you simply do the normal thing, grab a tray, get your food, pay some cash and try to find a place to sit to eat your lunch in the sea of bodies in the lunch room. Chuckling to yourself you shake your head and simply will some of the 'rowdier' bunch to investigate another portion of the school to vacate you a spot. Sitting down calmly you begin digging into the less than spectacular meal.

Almost, but not quite, you think about eating a big deluxe pizza slice but catch yourself from changing the rather sorry plate of gravy and fries (at least you think there's fries in there) into it. Glancing around you start randomly willing portions of conversations to be more audible to you than the rest, catching up on the locale gossip, mainly to stay in the know for your date later tonight.

Quickly enough though all talk seems to be spinning around the coming activities at 3...figures....

As the bell rings and you pick up your books for the last few classes you look to sixth period with a bit of dread. Musical and Dramatical Arts...hardly the most interesting course on your schedule and to think of it there's no exceptional 'beauties' to play with there....