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No One
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•° LOCATION : UA HIGH SCHOOL, CAFETERIA•°
— "HA! NO WAY! YOU WERE voted as your class's representative?"
The obnoxious laughter of a certain dark-haired boy filled the lunch room, many casting curious glances his way as he doubled over in exaggerated laughter.
"Careful, you're going to drop your tray!" Eliza chided, her hand gliding underneath the back of her twin-brother's blue lunch tray as he gasped out for air, his stomach constricting as his laughter died down.
"It wasn't even funny.." Davina deadpanned, staring at her brother with an unimpressed gleam in her eyes.
After the crowning of her title as Class Rep, and several side conversations with the election as the topic, the bell rang signaling the dismissal from lunch. Davina was one of the first out of the classroom, her steps quick and steady as she went to meet her siblings for lunch.
When the siblings made it to the lunch room labeled 'Lunch Rush's Eatery', and the topic of first year elections were brought up, Davina had begrudgingly admitted to her class electing her. Darren, finding his sister's stress funny, immediately began cackling in laughter in the lunch line, gaining confused glances thrown his way.
As if a switch was flipped, Darren's laughter came to an abrupt stop and he sat up straight swiftly, his tray wobbling then stabilizing in the process.
"Yeah, you're right." He decided, continuing his way through the line as if he hadn't just laughed so hard people began questioning his sanity.
"You're so bipolar." Eliza rolled her eyes. Her hair was tied into a neat ponytail, a couple strands of hair framing her face freely.
"Congratulations, Dav." Eliza said, smiling at her sister. Davina muttered a small thanks. The trio stepped out of the lunch line and made their way to an empty table. Sitting down, the three engaging in conversation over good food.
"How is your courses going?" Davina asked, digging into her food.
"The support course is alright." Eliza decided, looking at her brother for his answer.
