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[sdhs-enjolras]

After School - Open Starter

The school day was not supposed to end with the final bell. Not on Wednesdays. Never on Wednesdays. Enjolras was supposed to be on his way to the History room. He should have run into Combeferre at his locker, then go meet up with Courfeyrac so they could all walk in together and get the meeting started. But that wasn’t what he was doing. Instead, he was half-heartedly trudging towards the school’s entrance. He wasn’t even allowed to drive. The bus was going to be hell.

He sighed, standing at the top of the stairs. Everything in him was screaming to go back. The doctor said no more meetings with Les Amis until he’d had enough time to heal. ‘You don’t want to get yourself too worked up,’ he’d told him. Apparently. Enjolras couldn’t remember, but his mom insisted that she was in the room when he said it. She was determined to uphold that rule, too. So, he couldn’t go to the meeting. But leaving so soon on a Wednesday just felt wrong. The late bus was leaving in a couple hours. He could find something to do until then.

Pretty soon, he found himself walking down the hall, peeking into each room to see if there was anything he could do. It felt a little bizarre. Being alone in the hallway was nothing new, but when he walked around during study hall, it never felt this empty. When he finally turned a corner and came across another person, he smiled.

“Hey, um...on your way to anything? Or are you just walking around?”

[sdhs-connormurphy]

The Art Room

Connor pulled out his sketchbook. After school was the perfect time to get some peace and quiet to work on his drawings. Waiting for Zoe after jazz band wasn’t all bad, most days. 

He pulled out his sketchbook, charcoals, pencils, and erasers. He scattered them over the table. No one was around to ask for more space. His current work looked back up at him. 

A tree. A huge oak tree to send to Evan. If Connor remembered right, his birthday was coming up, and it would be a nice gesture. He smiled and got to work.

@sdhs-grantaire

[sdhs-davey-blog]

Gas Station

@sdhs-jasondean

Davey had just started his shift when none other than Jason Dean walked through the door. He recognized the boy from his classes last year, Jason would always skip them and get in fights. They’d never really talked much, different interests Davey guessed. But, since he was here, Davey might as well make some small talk with the guy and try to get to know him.

[sdhs-scarriewhite]

Courtyard

Carrie was sitting outside. Letting the cool air tickle the back of her neck, while the rest of her was wrapped nice and snug in a big sweater, leggings, and a long skirt. No book out on her lap today, just sitting and enjoying God’s work. Soon it would be way too cold to do that, then her and Momma would be in the trailer every day, wrapped in blankets, reading, praying, knitting, sewing. But for now, it was the beginnings of Autumn. 

@sdhs-jared

[sdhs-evan-blog]

A Little Help

OPEN STARTER

It was hard to see where he was going with all the boxes he was carrying, stacked up in his arms. They were just three but quite big. Filled with supplies for Coach's next class. For a guy with a cast, it was a surprise he'd managed this far but then he tripped and one of the boxes fell over. "Oy lo." He mumbled, peering over the second box to look for the third. Thank God they're all tapped. But it would be hell trying to get it. He lifted his head and saw a person approaching. "Um, e-excuse me! Can you--? Um. Can you help me?"

[sdhs-jared]

Homesick

Jared hated this school. So what if he’d only been there a week? That was enough time to know that something was terrible. Sure, it was lonely back home, but at least people knew him, kids and teachers alike. At least they knew his sense of humor, and occasionally laughed at his jokes, and didn’t give him shit for making stupid, sarcastic comments that weren’t supposed to mean anything. 

He sat in the locker room in silence. The sound of the Phys Ed class he was supposed to be participating in was muffled through the wall. Later, he’d claim that he just didn’t feel like exercising and make some snide comment about the teacher and his stupid gym shorts. That was a safe way to go about it. Never admit defeat. Never let them know you’re hiding.

All he wanted was to get out of there, to go home. But he was stuck. And now, it felt like hiding was all he could do. What he didn’t expect was to hear the sound of footsteps echoing through the locker room. Nobody else was supposed to be in there. Hopefully, whoever it was would leave, soon. Doing his best to keep quiet, he pulled his knees up to his chest and held perfectly still, waiting for the sound to fade away.

[sdhs-zoemurphy-blog]

study hall

The band room was almost always empty during study hall. Zoe often snuck in, relishing the silence in a place where it seemed like everyone was always screaming. Sometimes she would get work done or get a quick nap in, but today she was sat against the wall with her guitar. Zoe was originally working on a song she had to write for music theory, but when that quickly became difficult and tiring, she resorted to jamming out a little. She was so into the music, she didn’t notice the door creaking as someone entered the room.

@sdhs-evan

[sdhs-connormurphy]

We need to talk. Now.

@sdhs-enjolras

Connor paced around in the empty parking lot of the school. He needed to talk to Enjolras. The cool autumn air whipped at the back of his neck. He needed to talk to Enjolras now. He had seen his friend in the hall with that guy that Connor’d been talking to outside by the dumpster. He couldn’t explain it, but something about JD made his blood run cold. He got goosebumps just thinking about some of the things that JD had said to him. And the rest of the school seemed to be on edge around him. So it wasn’t just Connor. Not at all. 

It wasn’t a big deal that Enj was dating someone. What was a big deal was that it was JD.