The Guide To Teen-Age Charm And Popularity
Who: Everyone!
What: Lunch.
Where: McKinley High Cafeteria!
Rating: PG
Quinn slammed closed her locker, small plastic bag of grapes in hand as her pony swayed behind her. She made her way down the hallway defiantly, a handful of students moving to the side as she moved. She counted them as they formed an opening for her, watching as she walked past. One, two, thr- keep it in your pants, Israel - three, four...
She moved seamlessly through the school, nodding at a few fellow Cheerios and walking past Santana and Brittany standing at their lockers, appropriately placed next to each other. She shot them a quick glance, and then spoke as she continued moving. "I hate to cut you two short, but we've got to eat quick today."
As she felt the two girls at her back, she finally approached the cafeteria, idling in the doorway briefly to scan the tables before finally spotting her target. He wasn't necessarily that difficult to find, a fair foot taller than everyone he surrounded himself with. A smile played across the head cheerios lips as she found herself pleased with the familiarity of her surroundings. This was going to be a good year.
ooc: tag yourself as you come!
What: Lunch.
Where: McKinley High Cafeteria!
Rating: PG
Quinn slammed closed her locker, small plastic bag of grapes in hand as her pony swayed behind her. She made her way down the hallway defiantly, a handful of students moving to the side as she moved. She counted them as they formed an opening for her, watching as she walked past. One, two, thr- keep it in your pants, Israel - three, four...
She moved seamlessly through the school, nodding at a few fellow Cheerios and walking past Santana and Brittany standing at their lockers, appropriately placed next to each other. She shot them a quick glance, and then spoke as she continued moving. "I hate to cut you two short, but we've got to eat quick today."
As she felt the two girls at her back, she finally approached the cafeteria, idling in the doorway briefly to scan the tables before finally spotting her target. He wasn't necessarily that difficult to find, a fair foot taller than everyone he surrounded himself with. A smile played across the head cheerios lips as she found herself pleased with the familiarity of her surroundings. This was going to be a good year.
ooc: tag yourself as you come!