Free period, OTA
Tink was perched on the brick wall outside the school building, her biology book on her lap with a Starbucks drink beside her. Her laptop was sitting a bit precariously on the edge of the wall. She smoothed down her green flouncy shirt and adjusted the hem of her skinny jeans. Her black flat covered feet indian style underneath her. If you hadn't noticed, she likes to make sure she looks good and yet approachable. To some people at least. She sighed audibly and blew a puff of wind out of her mouth, sending her bangs floating up and then gently back down onto her face. She idly flipped the pages in the book while scanning her facebook page. Feel free to bother her, she has no desire to do anything to do with science.