Writing in an Empty Classroom

[Wyatt O'Riley]

Wyatt sat alone in an empty classroom. The door had been left open, so he decided to take advantage of the situation. He was dressed in a pair of relaxed fit dark blue jeans with a light brown t-shirt. He was sitting on one of the empty desks with his notebook spread out across his lap. He opened the notebook to a blank page, and pulled his pencil down from its usual spot behind his ear. He tapped the eraser end against the paper trying to think of what to right.

Unable to think of anything original to right he wrote the song lyrics running through his head:

I confess I messed up,
dropping "I'm sorry" like your still around
And I know you dressed up
"hey kid you'll never live this down"

And your just the Girl all the boys wanna dance with
And I'm just the boy who's had too many chances
Sleeping on your folks porch again, Dreaming
She said, she said, she said, "Why don't you just drop dead?"

I don't blame you for being you
But you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for
kiss her, kiss her
I set my clocks early cause I know I'm always late.
(Lyrics from Fall Out boy: A little less 16 candles a little more touch me)

Wyatt looked up as he finished the sentence thinking he heard someone come in.

[Artemis Saggezza]

--Artemis wandered the halls. She didn't feel like going to class, and so, she didn't. She just didn't have the energy at the moment. She hadn't slept in a while, and things were nto going well. She decided to go into an empty classroom, to think, for quiet, to be alone. But, she did not find herself alone. She was in the company of none other than Wyatt O'Reily. She smiled, and watched him for a moment. Flipping her long black hair over her shoulder, she walked toward him, and cast a very small, slightly odd smile.--

"Hey O'Reily...." she said simply