~A Neko's High School Life~ A Neko RP

(*whispers* are you friends with the monster, under your bed?)
"There's nothing to hide." Tomoe kept a straight face.
(It's not a monster. It's a pyro-phobic phoenix named Kevin. Get you facts straight. But I do have a monster in my closet. Kevin and I shall vanquish him.)

Beatrix shrugged again, fighting the urge to whack his hat off, just to test her theory.
 
Max walked into the store, seeing a few odd looks from people. A 17 year old girl wearing short shoes and a stripped tank top with spiked short hair in the store with an 11year old boy. Weird thing for 'normal' people, but totally normal for Tim and Max. She flipped her hair from her eyes as they walked through the store, ignoring Tim's pestering to get some ice cream.
 
Sophia and Amber entered the store and went to the coolers to get a coke. They glanced around the store as they walked through it and waved at the people they knew.
 
(It's not a monster. It's a pyro-phobic phoenix named Kevin. Get you facts straight. But I do have a monster in my closet. Kevin and I shall vanquish him.)

Beatrix shrugged again, fighting the urge to whack his hat off, just to test her theory.

(sounds pleasant)
"My house is coming up," Tomoe trailed off.
 
Winter muttered to herself along the lines of 'stupid' and 'dumb cube' as she sighed in frustration staring at the Rubix cube that seemed like it was ever worse then when she had started.
 
Max dragged Tim through the store, grabbing them both a few school supplies. "There goes all my savings." Max sighed, but grinned. "Tomorrow after school, I'm gunna go find a job, or something. Want to come?" She asked. Tim made a face, "no way. That's boring."
Max shrugged, "fine, but you'll have to go to daycare." She said, hiding her grin. Tim's eyes widened. "Fine, I'll come. But I'm bringing my game." He huffed as they walked to the checkout. Max rolled her eyes, but was grinning, already knowing before hand that he'd tag along.
 
(sounds pleasant)
"My house is coming up," Tomoe trailed off.
"Same." said Beatrix. Take. His. Hat. Off! Take. His. Hat. Off! Temptation temptation. She didn't, however. She caught sight of her house. Oh, man. Off to the witches. She felt a sudden pang of anxiety. Then her back had that heavy feeling again and she froze. The wings were back!
 

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