TALK TO ALL THE PEOPLE.

The courtyard was alive in the daytime, surrounded with students eating & chatting & having fun. Michaelangelo looked at them all a little bitterly, as he sat on his bench alone. He was new & he hadn't really made any new friends. His fatherS had told him he would, Angelo had been quite the hit at his old school, mainly cause the girls fell all over him & his angel wings tattoo... If they'd only known the truth. He thought, sighing & starring blankly at his fettacini alfredo steaming in a plastic bowl in his lap. Suddenly his appetite was gone as he longed to belong to one of the groups of glowing students.

Katie was jogging in the courtyard, wanting to drop a couple of pounds in the next day, because she hadn't had much time to excersise and had gained a few pounds recently. She passed a black-haired boy sitting alone on a bench. She hadn't stopped jogging, jogging past purely on accident. She jogged backwards, and not knowing it was there, tripped on a rock, landing pretty hard on her back.

Happy backed away from everyone. Nyeehhh. All of these... people! All of them! Unfamiliar. That was, until he turned, that he noticed a slightly familiar face. That Malsternelgenlo guy! He skittishly shuffled over. He seemed nice from last time... er... sort of. Hmmm... what did happen last time? Oh, yeah. He woke up from a horrible dream. Yeah, that was it. Him and Trina... there was nothing-- YEAH, OKAY O3O Happy took a few uncomfortable moments to mutter shyly, "hi... um... yeah... can I--!" He jumped, startled, by a sudden crash. And, by the fright, a loud shriek escaped his mouth. "Wh-- Was that my fault! Uwaaah! Sorry! S- Sorry!" He covered his face in his palms desperately.

Angelo nearly spilled his pasta. "Oh my gosh, are you okay Miss?" He asked, putting his hand on the middle of Katie's back & sitting her upright. Even in the spurr of the moment he looks great. His blue jeans tight in all the right places, his faded green shirt tight on the top of his chest, and loose on his stomach, & his brown leather jacket weather worn and soft. His blue eyes flickered to The Boy, the one he'd met that first day. "Oh, oh no she fell jogging." He reassured The Boy, who had slapped him a good one on his stern chin the last time they'd met.

Katie spat a tiny amount of blood at the ground, and looked to Michaelangelo. "I'm fine. But that hurt. A lot." She rubbed the back of her head.

OOC: YSOHAWT

Happy looked up gingerly, his lower lip quivering. "R u okie?" he asked quietly, his foot pawing at the ground lightly. Noticing that Makfsjlfajfkghelo was helping the clumsy girl. He didn't even know her, and yet the guy was touching her back! Happy sheepishly shifted. "D-- Do you... uhm... need any h- help? Maybe...? I guess.....??" He noticed the blood that fell from her mouth, and he whipped away, not facing her. A chill shot up Happy's shpine. "!!! Do y- you--! Infirm..... ary!?"

"No, i'm fine. I think it's common getting hurt that way, if mem-" She spat up a tiny bit more blood, and wiped her mouth, grimacing. "If memory serves." Her head was throbbing. A lot. D:

The Boy looked a bit pale. He picked Katie up and sat her on the bench.
"Did you bite your cheek, Miss?'
Michaelangelo smiled at her, brushing her bangs away from her face. The Boy starred with wide, frightened looking eyes.
"Perhaps you should sit down." He said gingerly, touching Happy lightly on the shoulder.

He heard the splatter of blood once more, and he jumped, shaking. "M- Maa! Do-- do y- you need a.... umm...!!! A band... band-aid!?!?" Really? A band-aid? He felt a soft hand touch his shoulder, and he flinched lightly. "!! Uh--!! Yes! Yes, uuuhmmm! Good idea--!!" He sat down sharply, shuddering, keeping his eyes away from Katie.

"Um, no, i didn't. That's not from my cheek for sure." As she finished her sentence, she coughed up a bit more. Ohmigodthisguyistouchingmethisiskindofcreepyohwellhe'skindacutenevermind. Her thoughts were in a frenzy as her brain attempted to make some sense of what was happening. For a moment, she went green, and she leaped up, ran to a trash can that was totally there, and started to hurl.


OOC: :D Concussionleness.

Angelo froze, and ran over to Kaite, quickly grabbing her hair. "Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" He exclamed, not really knowing what to do with himself. He glanced quickly at The Boy, who he'd yet to learn the name of. Michael wondered if he & that prissy school girl lady with the muffins had gotten along.

Happy himself was going to be sick. He turned away once more and curled up into a ball on the benches, hand on his mouth. "Muhh.... ;-;" He wished he wasn't so helpless. Wasn't so--!

Poff!

A small bunny sat there, and a limp ear flopped down over his face. He stomped a foot irritatedly before hiding underneath his clothes that now didn't fit him any more or less than they used to. He shuddered. D- Damn it...!!

OOC: MY HAIR D:<

She continued to hurl, slightly glad that he'd moved her hair because she'd made it all nice today for no apparent reason. She stopped briefly, wiping her mouth. "I think I might need to go to the infirm-" She stopped mid-sentence and began to hurl again. Most if it happened to be water, because she'd been drinking a lot while she had been drinking. At least she wasn't puking up her yummy waffle breakf- oh, there it is. cx

This was a little gross.
Angelo politely held her hair, raising an eyebrow in Happy's direction. He could shape shift. That gift was almost similar to his gift. Apologetically, he looked at the floppy little rabbit, then at Katie.
"If you think you can hold in your... Um sickness for a little bit, I think I could carry you to the imfirmary." He said softly, admiring her hair. If only I could do that with my hair, it really is quiet gorgeous. I bet it has SO MUCH product in it though, gah.

OOC: Lol. It actually doesn't. She just fixed it up nicely by brushing it and conditioning it just a bit to make it smooth because it's normally frizzy. cx

She paused briefly. "I think that's all. I haven't eaten much today, lu-" She turned back around to the trash can, puked a bit more, and wiped her mouth. "I believe now that's all. I think I can manage." She grimaced. This was soo not how she thought her day would turn out. cx

Grossssssss.
Angelo frowned, looking at her blankly.
"I really hope that you're okay. I'm serious, if you need the infirmary, I can get you there. It's no work at all." He said, almost forgetting about the furry little bunny behind him. ;3;

"I think that may be a good idea." With all of her knowledge she had, she had no idea what had happened. All that she could think of is that she may have had a concussion. Which she did.

Happy stayed in the comfort of his... clothes. "I- Is it over...?" he managed to ask. Shakily raising his head from the pile of his clothes, the black bunny stared with bright blue eyes, the stench of vomit hitting him like ....something e.e He fell down, feeling a little queasy once more. He placed a paw to his nose, twitching his whiskers. Happy felt really, really, reaaaallllyyyyyy helpless in his current state. "UUuhhhh.....mmmm... do y- you want me... um.. kind of... maybe.... to h- help? Um.." He peered up from his pants (oh god xD).

OOC: That put the world's strangest image in my head. cx

"Y-yeah." She shuddered. She had a massive migraine-- not cool, mister rock. "And I thought that the earth was my friend!" She spat a tiny bit of blood on the ground as she bent and reached down, then ripped the rock from the ground [because she's geokinetic :3] and sent it flying to somewhere completely on the other side of the courtyard. She clearly wasn't in a good mood, and the headache was clearly getting to her.

Angelo got a boner from all off Happy's clothes not being on him.
Angelo laughed, swinging Katie up in his arms like a sir.
"Do you want to come with us, Rabbit?"
He asked, a dashing smile on his face. Michael extended his hand to The Boy, hoping in some very far away part of his sub concious, that the little bunny decided to come with them.

OOC: FEADUR. THAT'S NOT KEWL. KEDS. D: ./nojustfawkingno

Katie shuddered. She was seriously about to pass out. Massive migraine here? ;n;

ooc: TuT ohbby

ic: Happy's eye twitched at the name. Rabbit... He glared, not wanting any part of that girl. "C- Come with? Come with!?" he repeated irritatedly. He couldn't say no. Who knows what people would do with an adorable little bunny? Hopping from his spot, he gave one last glance to his clothes before bouncing over to them.

"We'd get going faster if you rode on my shoulder or something.
Angelo said softly, speed walking towards the Infirmary. Katie was light as a feather, but smell like illness, & it was starting to make Michael's stomach churn.
If she wasn't a little sweaty, & throw-upy, he might take interest in her. Unfortunately, she was sweaty, & smelt a little gross, & besides, The Boy was far more interesting than this plain Jane girl. But, in his politeness, Michaelangelo asked the girl her name & such.
"How off & forgetful of me not to ask your name, stranger. I'm Michaelangelo Sharp & I have wings." He said matter-of-factly, his deep blue eyes swimming with pride.

"I'm Katie and i'm geokinetic. Which is why I was easily able to remove that rock from the ground." She smiled.

Happy raced after them, avoiding their gazes. Oh, great! Now they were introducing each other. Wings... he thought. His sister flew before. She said that there was an overpowering sense of freedom. Oh, to be flying! It was like... Oh, how do I put it? It was like... Hmm... Let's see.... Ah! It was like HELL. Who in the right mind would enjoy, even for a second, hovering many feet over the ground!? The thought made Happy sick, but he managed not to end up pulling a Katie. Happy finally began to stammer his name. "Uhh! I'm H- Happy! Rhoden! Yes, ah, uhm I th- think!! Um, I-- I think!"