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"Delusional as always, I see. Ya know, they say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery actually, no wonder those parrots from that class zoo trip kept their mouth shut around you.” Kendrie turned around to give Ethan a nice and perfectly timed uncomfortable glare. Kendrie had turned, heading towards the door talking over her shoulder. “We’re going to be late if you don’t start moving. You can gawk at me during assembly, Ethan.” Ethan laughed, “You wish, Witchy. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have more important things to do.” He turned the opposite direction and entered the main office, at first Kendrie hadn’t even noticed he left.
As Kendrie continued on her way to the first day speech of the principal, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes when she realized Ethan hadn’t followed her. At least I hadn’t tried to talk to him. Typical Ethan, always finding some way to mock her. She shook her head, focusing her attention back on the task at hand. Entering the packed auditorium, Kendrie scanned the room for a familiar face but saw no sign. Good riddance, she thought to herself. She could handle this assembly perfectly fine without him. She had always prided herself on being independent and strong-willed. Ethan’s absence only confirmed that she didn’t need him by her side. As she spotted the principal near the stage, Kendrie’s mind began to wander. Despite her snippy interactions with Ethan, there was always a part of her that secretly enjoyed their banter. It added a certain thrill to their conversations, and she had come to appreciate the sharpness of his wit. But of course, she would never admit that out loud. Ever.
As Kendrie scanned the crowded auditorium again, her eyes landed on a familiar face. There, standing towards the back, was Ethan. A small jolt of surprise coursed through her, but she quickly composed herself, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of knowing she would eventually go to him. She clenched her fists, determined to stay rooted in her spot. No matter what, she refused to make the first move. Ethan could come to her if he had something important to say. But… The thought of their usual banter echoed in her mind, tempting her to go over and engage him in a snarky exchange. But in that moment, she decided against it. She would prove to herself that she didn’t need him or his constant presence in her life. Plus, they had hardly spoken this summer. Why did that have to change?
However, as she continued her gaze across the room, something caught her eye. Or rather lack off. There were no spots left… or at least not any acceptable choices. Except…A vacant chair next to Ethan. Her curiosity piqued, she tried to disregard it, reminding herself that it was none of her concern. With a subtle sigh, Kendrie reluctantly made her way towards the empty chair. Thoughts raced through her mind, wondering why that seat was unoccupied. Could it be that Ethan had purposely saved it for her? She laughed at herself.
“Done flirting with the office ladies?” It was an educated guess, but what else would he be doing? Obviously not changing. “And of any choice of cloth on the earth, what are you wearing? Okay, we get it. Uniforms are hot. But people are gonna think I’m sick or unstable or whatever if a paramedic keeps tailing me.” Kendrie promptly sat, not looking at him. She hoped he wouldn’t pick that up.
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@Bluecookies • Ethan • Someonw teach me to write rp 
first I go good, then super short, and now really long, I need that middle ground 