Different lives

(Day 1) meet

^Begin!^
~7:50 AM, December 9th, Friday, Winter... (Day 1)~

As the clock struck at 7:50, the bell rang and students groaned. They were all out of their seats, shoving one another, laughing and screaming like middle schoolers. A class mostly full of seniors, ready for school to let out, ready to graduate in a couple months, and become adults.
Yet... They acted wild... A couple girls kept squealing and surrounding one area as lights flashed, pictures were being taken and girls awed in lust.
??: *Please, Choose me!*
?: *No, choose me! I look WAY cuter than that whore!*
???: *I'll be an amazing mother, our children WILL be beautiful! And perfect just like you~* ~Girls pleaded, tugging at some man's shirt. Adelio Reyes. The most famous guy in school, hell, maybe in the whole damn city. A model since he was a child, winning awards for nearly everything he entered. Perfect grades his entire life, never in trouble, always perfect, never made mistakes, and hot at that. He leaned his head back and chuckled, knowing what was to come.
Adelio was soon set to take over his father's business', who was quickly aging and growing weaker. They were planning to try and take over modeling industries, wanting to own as much as they could. However, Adelio needed a... "Mate", to have children and ensure that the rich Reyes bloodline stayed strong, and "pure" as Mr. Reyes called it.

Teacher: *Alright everyone, please, sit down! We are changing seats next class, so I will show you what that will look like in one moment..* The teacher hollered over as she sat at her desk, scrolling through her clipboard and checking off any present students.
T: *Today is quite important, so please listen closely. I know we've all been anticipating the end-of-the-year project, which will be due after Christmas break.* ~She tried to speak over the students who were very slowly taking their current assigned seats.~

Atlas (in head): oh boy "fantastic"....
Atlas thought him not being a fan of group project Atlas put his head down.

~The teacher stood up and cleared her throat, holding a stack of papers.~
T: *I have tried letting you guys choose your groups, and that... Hasn't gone well. So I have chosen your groups, and I want you all to work well together.* ~She argued, turning on the whiteboard screen where it said each group number and beside it read 3 different student names.~
T: *Group one will be up here, Group two over there-* ~She pointed to where each group should meet, wanting to be well organized.~
T: *Once you all are organized and seated, I will hand out your rubrics and other work I want you to complete.* ~She stepped aside, letting kids scatter about as Adelio looked around anxiously. *Who's Atlas?*~

Atlas walks over to his group and slumped against the wall "Oh you must be Atlas. Right?" A voice said
"Yea?" He said wile looking up at the other boy
~Adelio looked over, recognizing the guy. He sighed and joined the two. Assuming the other guy must be Atlas...~
~Adelio stood in front of the two anxiously, arms crossed as he glared around.~
***'Adelio, but, you probably know me.'*** ~He gave a gentle grin and held his hand out to Atlas.~
***'And Luke, take it easy on the kid, I want to get this project over with, alright?'*** ~He glared over at his other teammate, sweetly, yet demandingly.~
Luke: *No promises.* ~He scoffed quietly to himself.~
Atlas: "can I do the sketches instead of the writing? I doubt you would be able to read my handwriting anyways." He said while getting off the wall.

***'Sure, does that work with you, Luke?'*** ~He looked over to Luke, holding up his sweet smile. As he always did, always smiling and grinning. Does his face never get sore?~
A: "thank you." He said while grabbing something from his bag
Luke: *I suppose, but can you help me with the writing? I'm not particularly a fan of it.*
***'Great! And sure, I also have a computer you can use too. Luke, you should already have my number, Atlas... I'll write mine down for you and we can meet at my place tomorrow? I'll make a group chat and message you guys what time, and my address.'***
L: *Who doesn't know your address? Honestly.* ~He glared down at Atlas, snickering.~
***'Well- I don't expect everyone to..'*** ~Adelio hesitated, trying to not argue.~
L: *Uhuh...* ~He rolled his eyes, gently shoving Atlas away whenever Adelio turned around.~
***'I have to go get my phone from my desk, but I'll be back with my number for you, Atlas!'***
A: thanks, but can you add the address too please? He asked back
***'Sure.'*** ~He hollered back, digging through his bag.~
L: *Really? Do you isolate yourself? Hell, you probably didn't even know his name before today.* ~He scoffed at Atlas, keeping his voice quiet so Adelio couldn't hear.~
***'Back!'*** ~He returned, scrolling on his phone and handing it to Atlas whenever he pulled up his contact information and address.~
***'Can you put it on your phone right now or should I write it down?'***
A: "Yea I can put it in now" he said while grabbing his phone
~He smiled, letting Atlas hold his phone, rather trusting of people.~
***'While you do that, Luke, let's start writing down what the city would be like! Once you're done Atlas, you can start sketching out ideas and I can help with some suggestions.'***
A: "ok thanks" he said right about to finish with the phone.
Atlas finished with the phone and asked
"So what are the ideas so far?" He said while giving Adelio his phone back

~Adelio would be standing by a desk as Luke lazily sat in a chair, not enjoying having to write down whatever Adelio said.~
***'Hm.. So, I was thinking of some type of village setting- yeah? Small but workable houses, still with a variety, and solar panels- A LOT of solar panels!'***

^Timeskip!^ (in next chapter)
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~2:34 PM, December 10th, Saturday, Winter... (Day 2)~

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