Blue~

I casually stroll into the dining hall, despite the fact that I am so covered in blue paint someone could probably mistake me for a smurf.  I guess I should’ve taken a shower or something before coming down here, but I am starving.  One typically is starving after working on a mural in their dorm for five straight hours.  The delicious smells of lunch waft through the air, making my stomach grumble impatiently.  

When I get to the buffet the lunch lady raises her eyebrows at me. “Ya bomb a paint factory or somethin?” She asks.

I grin and shrug. “Or something.”

She rolls her eyes and turns to the next person in line. “Sorry about her,” a raven-haired boy next to me apologizes. “She’s always grumpy, unlike you.” He smiles charmingly.

“And you are always annoying, Yves,” I counter.  I don’t know him well, but he’s notorious for being over-dramatic and flirtatious.  He is kind of handsome, now that I look at him.  Messy blue-tinted hair, dark eyes that swirl with green and gold, and… a cat on his shoulder.  I am going to choose not to ask about that.

“What?” He questions, noticing that I’m staring at him.

“Nothing!” I exclaim, my cheeks flushing.  Think of something to divert him, Blue, I tell myself. “Uh, you have… nice hair,” I tell him, and then immediately regret it.

 “Ah, captivated by my good looks!” He exclaims.  “I can’t blame you.  You’re quite stunning yourself.”

“Ugh, just stop!” I snap, storming off to the table where Gayle is.  But I can’t help grinning.

Gayle smiles slyly when I sit down. “What was that with you and theater boy?” She asks.

I glare at her. “Don’t get any ideas.  He was just being irritating.”

“Okay, okay!” She says defensively  “By the way, do you know where Jaylla is?  I haven’t seen her at all today.”

I glance around the dining room.  That’s true, I realize.  She’s usually here or in the dorm at lunchtime.  Where would she have gone?

Beck's POV

"Why did you eat my fry?" I ask Yves in a rather strong tone. In between bites he seemingly ignores my question and starts a whole new subject. "Man, I just met the cutest girl in the food line." He says. I roll my eyes. "I've heard you are quite the flirt, Yves." He chuckles. "Oh c'mon Becky, she and I really had a connection." I poke at the food on my plate. "What's the problem?" Yves says patting my shoulder. "Aw, one day you'll meet your soulmate too!" I glare at him. "That's not the problem. It's that -well-" I pause. "I don't eat meat." Yves looks surprised. "Really? You're a vegetarian?" "No, I'm a pesketarian. That means I am like a vegetarian, but I also eat seafood." He smiles. "I'm sure we can get you something to eat." I look around. "Shouldn't we go to the library to check on Alexander?" Yves stands up. "Good idea. I've been wanting to go there myself!" We both exit the cafeteria and go to the library. Once we walk in, I'm... intimidated. Why are there so many books here? Who reads this many at one time? Suddenly, Yves spots Alexander and another person I think named Demaree. "Let's go introduce ourselves to Allies new wife!" I stop him. "Maybe let him have this moment? He seems to be enjoying it." 

Authors note:  Last chance to ship with the legendary Beck!

UGHHHH IVE BEEN COMPLETELY IGNORING THIS RP SUPER SORRY!!! I'VE BEEN KINDA BUSY BUT I SWEAR I'M GOING TO POST. JUST GIVE ME A DAY TO READ THROUGH WAHT'S BEEN HAPPENING, AND TOMORROW AT THE LATEST I'LL HAVE SOMETHING! SORRY! Lol this became all caps in my panicking. 

Ok, I'm going to try to write a part! Sorry if I mess anything up XD

~Anne~ 

This school was...big. These people could do so many things--me being a good florist was sad in comparision. Thistle would have told me that was wrong, I had a special connection with the flowers, and a fascinating eye for design. Plus, I could always turn something that seemed common and boring into art.

As I walk through the halls, just...wandering, which is probably not what I'm supposed to be doing at all, I run into another group of prodigies.

"Uh, hi." I clear my throat. Right. Social skills. "Um, I'm Anne. Who are you?"

Turns out, they were Layna, Sunshine and Asher.

"And, uh, what are you, um, doing...in the halls?" Wow. Great job, Anne.

They exchange glances. "Uh..."

Hm, are they up to something? I raise my eyebrows and put my hands on my hips. They look like they have somewhere to be, but I'm blocking them. "What is it?"

They exchange more glances, which makes me extra annoyed. "Well? I know you're up to something. What is it?" 

"Can we trust her?" Sunshine says in a whisper. However, my hearing is quite good. They seem to think that they cannot trust me, but they are wrong.

"You can trust me." I assure them.

With YET MORE glances passing between the roommates, Layna finally speaks up. "You know The Garden?"

I furrow my brow, because no, I do not. But on the other hand...DOES THIS PLACE HAVE GARDENS?!

"Nope," I say, "But you had me at Garden. I'm a florist! The Ultimate Florist!"

"Well, we can't really get in...so we were going to..."

I brightened. "Sneak in? Oh, count me in! ...I'm lost anyway, sooo..."

~~~ 

dropping out

Sorry I was absent for a little while, I was spending time with family after Christmas.

@Shipper, love those shipping pictures!!! 

Demaree~

"It's ok....I think it's...cute." Alexander said.

I blushed again. I also noticed something different about this interaction than the last one, he wasn't stuttering! "I could help you look for your books if you'd like, and I would probably like reading them. What genre do you write?"

"Many actually, I branch out a lot. Not only novels, but poetry, scripts, you name it."

"Neat. So last name...?" I asked, to locate his books.

"Rìoghochad, Alexander." he replied.

"Ok, R, that'll be over...here!" I said, pointing to a long bookshelf to my right. I scan the books and quickly spot a sky blue cover. I pulled it out and noted, "You write romance too?"

"Like I said, pretty much everything." he replied.

"Wow! Also, romance is one of my favorite genres." I said, flipping through the pages. After a pause I looked up. "This plot is very interesting, and the twist is very clever."

"Wait, what?"

"I'm the Ultimate Reader, as I said earlier, meaning I just read your book in like, thirty to forty seconds.

"Oh wow, that's...really fast!" he smiled.

I beamed. "I love your writing style, I've never read anything quite like it." 

"Thanks..." We locked eyes and I had the strangest feeling, almost as if something had clicked, but slightly more than that...it was so hard to explain... 

SUNSHINE POV

Layna and Asher want to sneak into the gardens. And how are they going to do that? With my "powers." I can speak to animals, and I guess I can ask one of them how to get into the gardens.

I always thought being able to talk to animals was cool. There are so many things you can do to help animals when you can talk to them. I never thought of using that power to break the rules.

I guess there's a first time for everything.

So here we are, in the middle of the night, trying to get one of the birds to fly to the window, so we can ask them if they know how to sneak in.

Asher whistles in bird sounds to try to get this blue jay to come a little closer.

Doesn't work.

They try the same thing with a parrot, hawk, squirrel, and racoon. Nothing works.

So then I step to the window and try. Part of the problem is that we have to be whispering, since it's late. Maybe it's also that the animals are scared, since I'm with people who don't talk their language.

Whatever it is, what we're doing doesn't seem to be working. Finally, Layna flings her arms in the air like she's fed up. "Sunshine, I don't know. I thought I was the Ultimate Strategist, but..."

"You are the Ultimate Stragegist," Asher argues. "We're probably just having some bad luck."

I agree with Asher. "He's right. I think it just isn't the right time. The animals are scared, and they can barely hear us, with the whispering."

Then, all of a sudden, Layna lights up. "Well then? We're going to have to get out of this building. if we can sneak far enough away, we won't have to whisper."

I don't know why, but my mouth makes the words, "Sure, why not?" come out.

And then Asher agrees.

And then we're sneaking down the hallway at three in the morning. And my dog is tip toeing along, with us.

"Turn here," Layna says.

I turn the dark corner with Layna in front of me, and Asher behind.

Then, all of a sudden, a flashlight shines into my eyes. I look up, and so do Asher, Layna, and even my dog.

A school staff with a name tag reading " Taima Mí-Mhodhail" is staring into our four pairs of eyes. I bite my lip. Why did I ever agree to this?

It's only my first week here, and I'm already in big trouble.

...

So, @silver crystal or @nerd face, wanna take over from here? And also, DONT LET THIS DIE!!!

Rainbow (she/her)

Oh may the immortal space walrus forgive me... I forgot i was in this RP!

Clockwork will be back as soon as i finish rereading all of this. 

Clue Five:

contol always potato imagine if you and i could not take explanations tomorrow