Kelsey Winters
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Post by Kelsey Winters on Oct 25, 2009 12:46:46 GMT -4
Kel sat at a table in the history wing, looking slightly bored and reading a novel. In front of her was a sign-up sheet, and on the wall behind her was a poster declaring this the enrollment table for the Dimensional History class.
She looked around, sighing. "I hope more than one person actually signs up this year," she mumbled to herself, looking up and down the hallway. Sighing, she returned to her book.
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Post by Patrick Hepditch on Oct 25, 2009 14:07:16 GMT -4
He walked down the hall and noticed Kelsey sitting alone. "Hey, what's wrong?"
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Kelsey Winters
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Post by Kelsey Winters on Oct 25, 2009 15:35:24 GMT -4
"I'm taking care of this enrollment table!" She smiled. "But, last year... only one guy signed up for class. Kinda disappointing. And I'm afraid it'll be the same way this year...."
She shook her head. "Dimensional History... it's not too popular, really. Most people think it's a joke."
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Post by Patrick Hepditch on Oct 25, 2009 15:53:06 GMT -4
"Dimensional History? Pardon me but I don't know what that is..." Patrick looked at the ground in shame.
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Kelsey Winters
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Post by Kelsey Winters on Oct 25, 2009 15:58:04 GMT -4
She shook her head. "Not surprising... but it is what it sounds like - that is, a history of alternate dimensions. Fun class... the teacher's great."
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Post by Patrick Hepditch on Oct 25, 2009 16:01:18 GMT -4
"Sound interesting..." Patrick bent over and signed the Paper. "Now I've gotta man a Football Sign up table."
Patrick slides a table next to Kelsey's and sits down.
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Kelsey Winters
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Post by Kelsey Winters on Oct 25, 2009 16:04:39 GMT -4
She laughed. "Football? Cool. Wanna join the fencing team, too?"
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Post by Patrick Hepditch on Oct 25, 2009 16:09:19 GMT -4
"Fencing? Sounds like fun. I'm skilled with a Broadsword. Don't ask how I found that out..." He began grinning.
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Kelsey Winters
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Post by Kelsey Winters on Oct 25, 2009 16:24:08 GMT -4
She smiled. "Fencing and a real fight are two different things, but... truth is, the Fencing Club might just be learning a little of both this year."
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Post by Patrick Hepditch on Oct 25, 2009 16:27:58 GMT -4
"Sounds like fun," He reached over and signed that list too. "Interested in Cheerleading?"
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Kelsey Winters
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Post by Kelsey Winters on Oct 25, 2009 16:30:21 GMT -4
She laughed. "Not if you offered me a million dollars or equivalent. Never did feel the urge to do it, although I guess I would be good at it..."
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Post by Patrick Hepditch on Oct 25, 2009 16:32:12 GMT -4
"Probably would, oh well. Few people are interested in Football anymore, or Cheerleading. What happened to all the Spirit?"
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Kelsey Winters
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Post by Kelsey Winters on Oct 25, 2009 16:48:14 GMT -4
"I dunno. My problem with cheerleaders goes back to them usually thinking I'm the geek they can step on because they're prettier than me." She shrugged. "I do't have anything against cheerleaders in general, just the snotty ones... anyway, let's change the subject. Don't want to dredge up old memories."
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Post by Jordan Coles on Oct 25, 2009 16:58:14 GMT -4
Jordan was peacefully browsing the lists a few stood out for him in particular Fencing (well he was alright with a real sword why not something a little les violence) football (he needed to check some other sports other than soccer).
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Post by Patrick Hepditch on Oct 25, 2009 17:20:47 GMT -4
"Oh okay, sorry. So why are you here?" He asked.
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