Lunch Time...
Scalatro: "Here, your lunch. You forgot it at home."
Scorpio: "Oh...uh, thanks."
Scorpio looks inside the bento box, given by Scalatro. He secretly thought it was very uncharacteristic for a Terrorist Queen to give him a food-filled bento box...but with exception of the ironic fact that there was a red scorpion on the lid. He opens it, and was happy at the sight of rice, meat, fruit...more specifically on the fruit...rabbit ear apples. He immediately dived for those.
Scorpio: "I love these!"
Scalatro: "Figured. Stop screaming."
Her words caught him slightly off guard. As a terrorist, he can catch little details really easy. Sometimes he wish he couldn't...other times it was really useful...when he can remember them that is.
Scorpio: "Figured...huh."
Scalatro: "What about it?"
Scorpio: "Uh, did you prepare the lunches?"
He takes a glance at Scalatro's bento box. It had mostly rice, eggs, and an apple, and for drink, she had water, while he had apple juice.
Scalatro: "...yes."
Scorpio: "...Here. Rabbit ear apple."
Scalatro: "I already have an apple."
Scorpio: "And nothing but that...plus eggs and rice! You don't even have meat! Here, at least eat the bacon!"
Scorpio shoves the piece of bacon to her mouth when she was about to say something. She glares at him icily, and Scorpio draws his hand away, expecting the bacon he was holding to come with him. But instead to snapped in half, with the one she had, she ate.
Scorpio: "Huh? I thought you didn't want bacon."
Scalatro: "Exactly, why not?"
Scorpio: "What...?"
Scalatro: "You said you thought I didn't want bacon. Sadly, I'm not you."
She picks up her chopsticks and starts on her eggs and rice, eating them together. Scorpio eats the rest of his food hungrily. Apparently the lunch period was longer than Scorpio though. Way longer. Around 25 minutes, where his regular lunch periods are only about 5 minutes. He started to like this school. Once they were done, they threw their trash away and headed to their next class.
Scalatro: "Music...subject, singing..."
Scalatro's voice trailed off in embarrassment, her face had maybe lost the ability to blush, perhaps, but she fairly didn't have much courage for singing. She had never sang before. She glanced at Scorpio. She knew well as ever that HE has never sang either. They looked at each other in either disgust, or disappointment. Neither of them wanted to do this.
Scorpio: "Can't we just skip the class?"
Scalatro: "No...above all else, we need to go to this class. The boy we're looking for shares that only class with us."
Scorpio held his breath as they entered the elegant and spacious music room. Instruments were place on one wall of the room, which most people were taking from. Scalatro goes over and takes a violin from one of the stands. Scorpio stares in surprise and whispers to her.
Scorpio: "I didn't know you played the violin..."
Scalatro: "Now you do."
Scalatro gave herself a mental pat on the back. She had requested a violin for the mission when it had started. Apparently the fact that they were singing just threw her off. She sat next to Scorpio adjusting the music sheets on her stand. Scorpio was shocked on how many eighth notes and sixteenth notes were on the sheet. He wasn't much of a music person, but knew that was going to be hard.
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Star-Crossed Myth: Scorpio and the Upper Level
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