Sat together was Mick, Nikki and Tommy, the three all sat together and yawned almost in sync as they waited for the instructions to enter the joint. No signs of life were inside so far, then again, it is only 7.30. They sat patiently, waiting for further instruction on what to do, before finally, they had gotten a sign from seeing a few staff cars arrive. They looked to one another and all silently agreed to go inside. Walking for the front door, they got in and walked to the front desk, Nikki cleared his throat softly. "Hey, excuse me?" He asked, the lady looked up, "Uh- we - my friends and I, we were here to sort of tag along with this girl named Roxanne Sixx?" He asked, the woman looked through her records and gave a short nod, smiling and grabbing them a schedule each. "That's her time table, I'm sure you'll see her around - she hangs out upstairs near a bench, here's your visitor tags-" she passed them each a visitor lanyard, "And here's your elevator cards," she smiled and gave them an access card for the elevator, "Elevator in school? That's cool," he smiled, thanking the lady and walking out with them to the main area which looked like a garden.
"Woah dude, this place looks rad," Tommy said, looking around with a smile, "It does, wow," Nikki said, nodding his head to the observation. "Upstairs she said, right?" Nikki asked, looking upstairs which was a verrandah that wrapped all the way around. "Yeah, cool-" Tommy chuckled, they got to the elevator which was in the middle and they tapped the card and entered, they pressed the button and it spoke: "Going up" before it paused and opened shortly after.
They walked onto the wooden flooring and sat together, talking about the amazing view of downstairs. That's until they saw a few kids at a bench - one wore glasses and had a braid in - one had dark long hair and sat there quietly while one had her nose in the book. "Hey, excuse me - is any of you - or are any of you - Roxanne Sixx?" Nikki spoke, "Yeah," The girl with the glasses spoke, gently patting Roxanne's arm, the girl looked at her so she nodded at Nikki, Tommy and Mick, "Look-" she looked up at them and they gave a smile each.
"Hey, you mind if we talk?" Nikki asked, she grabbed her bag and her book and followed after him as they got to the elevator. "You're not in trouble, really," he smiled, "We just wanna talk- what ya readin?" He asked curiously, she was so shy she couldn't talk, so she showed him - Steven Tyler's book. "You like Aerosmith?" He smiled, she gave a nod so he grinned and held her shoulder as they walked out of the lift. "I love Aerosmith, cool guys," he told her.
"Now - where do you wanna go to talk?" He asked, she cleared her throat a little, "I have art first... So... We can go down hill to art class?" She asked, he nodded a little, "Yeah! Sounds great, lead the way, kid," he said, so they followed after her, she was quiet as a mouse, even her footsteps were quiet.
She cleared her throat once more, muttering something, "Pardon?" Nikki asked, leaning down a bit to hear, "The bricks, they're a bit raised... You might trip," she warned, "Risen bricks? Oh man, thanks for the warning," he chuckled, telling the other two who suddenly began watching the floor closely.
They got down hill and she pointed at a bench, asking if they wanted to sit there, "Sure thing," Nikki said, they sat together and she kept her eyes down. "I know, it's probably confusing seeing a bunch of prehistoric beings walking around," Nikki smiled, hearing Tommy and Mick give slight chuckles at his joke, "But we came down here - here to talk, talk rock and help ya out- heard you're moving schools or-" Nikki hummed, she gave a small nod and played with her fingers, "Well- I wanted to do it at home... I don't like... Um... This... Stuff," she mumbled, "You dont like being here in person, is what you mean?" He asked, she nodded, "I see, you know what you're doing after high school?" He asked curiously, she looked at him and gave a little nod, "Don't... Don't like talking about it," she mumbled nervously, "That's cool, fine by me," he said, hands up with a smile.
The bell soon rang, scaring the shit out of them, "Well, there's my adrenaline rush for the day," Nikki smiled making them chuckle, "What are you gonna do now?" She asked, "What are we doing now? We're gonna follow you, silly," he smiled, she got up and held her hand out for Mick who gently took it and stood up, thanking her and they walked with her. She knocked on the art office and the theatre teacher opened the door, peaking his head out, "Here... Um- I got... I got Eric's note," she passed it, "Thanks Roxanne," he smiled and she walked to her class which was just in front of them. "What ya doin in art?" Tommy asked, "They're doing- um... Um- uh..." She began thinking, "Something... I'm doing free time as long as it's art wise - because... I don't know, I'm dropping out... Kind of," she mumbled, "Got it- so what do you want to do?" Nikki asked, "Draw," she said and looked as the art teacher came over and unlocked the door.
"You guys can gather round with her, just make sure you don't break your necks on the paint- I'm yet to clean that up," she sighed, "Oh wow," Tommy said as there were a few blobs of paint on the floor, "A certain year seven likes to be an idiot," she sighed.
As she left to get some stuff, Roxanne got on the floor with paper towel and began wiping it down, getting a chuck and wiping at that with water before she dried it once more with the paper towels. The teacher came back and looked as it was clean, "Oh- thank you-" she said - sighing and looking on her phone, "PBS points," she said and walked to the front.
The others arrived and they were listening to the teacher talk as she explained the task at hand while Roxanne was sketching in her notepad. "What ya drawin, dude?" Tommy asked, "Mm, person-" she said, sketching out the base of the face before finding an inspiration photo.
She found one and quickly began sketching his features, his lips were plump and soft, his eyes shiny and beautiful, his hair a fluffy mess.
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She defined the cheekbones and shaded at certain areas, before signing it and putting a date, sliding her sketchbook over for them to see.
It was titled, 'The King' and had a dove drawn next to the title, Nikki gave a small smile as he looked down at Robbin Crosby, his old friend who had passed away.
"Man, you captured him really well, he would've loved this," Nikki told her, "He's really good to draw..." She said, rubbing her arm - the door opened and a boy with slightly wavy blonde hair walked in, he was tall and had boots on.
"Woah, crackhead universe- what the?" He asked as he saw most of Motley Crue, they chuckled and he sat down with them, "What's up?" He asked, "What's up man?" Nikki chuckled and shook his hand, "I'm Eric, I'm basically her voice-" he said nodding at Roxanne who sat there nervous as a bug. "I see - well we're kinda following her - stalking her around school and getting the scope, long story," Nikki smiled, he nodded and looked over at Roxanne.
"Roxy- you comin tonight?" He asked, poking her hand, "Mm," she gave a small nod, "Thank god, dude," he sighed.
"I don't wanna," he sighed, hands on his face, "Don't wanna, what?" Nikki asked, "Tonight - I have to play as Quasimodo, that hunchbacked dude from Notre Dame - I have to sing too," Eric said, "Man, that sounds killer!" Tommy said, "Yeah... Well, I dunno, singing in front of people to me isn't scary, it's just people who go here are gonna be there and they're all jackasses, well- not all but you get what I mean," he said making them chuckle, "Yeah, we get it- kids are assholes," Nikki said.
