Alone With Myself and My Mind

Friends, Better Tolerance.

Here starts my mundane day, in a cafeteria with my aforementioned friends, who seem to be getting here just now. Well, Lucy was already here, buried in her textbooks as always.

Deven steps in and takes a seat to my left, eating a Pop-Tart with his left hand (as is also usual) and looking at his phone with the other. "You guys study for the benchmark?" Ugh, that test. I had forgotten about it completely until Deven hear uttered the cursed word in mention of it. The test is dreadful, indirectly measuring your competence with the other couple hundred students in the same grade, and for most, if not all, of us here, it's also hell. "What makes you think I even touch my textbooks?" I snap back, a bit more sternly than I thought I had. Lucy, on the other hand, looks opposite of what I am. Doomed, that is.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" She snarls at the innocent Deven. Lucy studies too much for her own good, and gets a bit more aggressive while doing so, a symptom uncommon in the creature known as 'high school student' or appropriately named stupidus braindeadus. 

Deven puts away his phone, dedicating his full attention to the sugary treat still in his hands. "Sheesh, I was just asking." As they finish their little chat, Corbin steps in and sets down his own tray of bland school chemicals that they dare to call food. "Anyone seen my laptop? I could've sworn I left it here." Classic Corbin. As I said before, he's always losing his shit, and I mean always. One day it's his math textbook, his English homework the next, and his laptop today. Tomorrow will probably be his entire backpack. "Nope, haven't seen it." I needed to hold back my laughter to respond to him, since I could so clearly see his device on a table on the other side of the cafeteria, having chosen to leave it there to get his tasty artificial pile of flavoring. After a few moments, the poor kid finally realized where the laptop was, and left to get it, now abandoning his food to go retrieve. As he left, Alkina arrived, her eyes glistening. It's a bit of an odd behavior for an elf to be having, but I can't change that, Zephyr's the reason for her glisten. "I think he just responded~" She mumbles said message to herself, and giggles. Gag me. A while passed with nothing eventful happening, and the bell rang, signaling the beginning of our scurry to class.