Camilia listened as Robin talked. She nodded her head as he talked. She waited for her turn to speak. “Well yes, there is a difference. A painter is someone who makes beautiful art with painting, a director is someone who makes movies or shorts, a musician is someone who makes music, and an artist is someone who draws, or does art by oil pastels.” She smiles to herself as she finishes eating.
@LunaticLeviTheSecond Robin
Finn looked at her like she was crazy with all the sh!t she just talked. He sighed, he wasn’t sure what was going on with her but he didn’t really like this side of her much. “Look, I don’t know what’s going on with you. Neither do I care to try and figure it out. I thought we were on the same page but I guess not. It is what it is. I will be number one this year actually. You just wait and see. You think you know me but you don’t Shiloh. You know nothing about me. Yes I have some friends, but they are eating with others that’s why I thought we could eat together and talk, but I guess I was wrong. So I guess I’ll eat by myself as well. Don’t bother texting me if you are just gonna be a rude person.” He sighed again. He didn’t want to go off on her, but he felt he didn’t have a chose. He wasn’t gonna allow her to talk to him that way.
“Also, just so you know I I wish the best of luck this year. Just don’t be too shocked when I’m number one and you are like number five. Like you said it’s bigger competition here. Do you really think you can hack it with being a Model and sports? plus the harder schoolwork? probably not. You will fail at something, and I will be there to enjoy your failure.” He said and then sat at the empty table that he had spotted for them to eat at together. He wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t sit with him. However, he was done being ran over by people and especially by Shiloh. He did like her but this… this wasn’t like her. He sits down and starts eating.
@LunaticLeviTheSecond Shiloh
Leo sighed. He hated when she acted so mean. “Yeah, I understand but I was listening. I always pay attention to the teachers. It’s called multitasking Ms. M.” He just looked at her and waited to see what she would say or if he would be able to leave now.
She had gone to her classes, and it was lunch. I went to the cafeteria, hoping to see my man. She saw Kendrie and walked over to her. “Hey girl, how are you?” She smiled as she sat beside her at the table with her food.