Baby assigment

[Esme Russel]

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Having classes this close to Christmas just seemed like an abomination, un-American really if you asked Esme but nobody was really asking her. She'd already complained to well pretty much everyone in the room. Where was Crystal anyway? This was her class yet she was late.. How could she expect anyone to be on time when she was setting such a horrible terrible example? Plus if she didn't hurry up then she was literally going to miss all of the tacos! Okay so bringing food into the classroom was sort of basically against the rules along with the fact that she really wasn't supposed to leave in between classes. Her defense was simply that she wasn't the only one who had brought food into class; Isabel was currently nibbling on a chocolate sprinkle donut. She'd brought two dozen donuts that she had already made it very clear were for herself and only her despite the fact that she had already handed a jelly filled one to Esme and a plain glazed one to Colette. Yeah, her no sharing policy really wasn't that strict these days.

"Where in the world is Crystal?" She whined as she glanced over to Isabel for the fourth time in ten minutes. She was clearly trying to get her friend to think of a plan to get Hudson the fuck out of the room or a decent place for her to hide but it wasn't really going according to plan yet. This damn classroom didn't even have a decent closet to hide in and going under her desk just seemed silly especially since she'd already done it five times in the last fifteen minutes because she 'dropped her lip gloss' or her 'phone' but she really just didn't want to see Hudson. It wasn't like she hated him or even had any issue with him at all but she was incredibly scared that he was going to just snap one day at her. She knew that it was what she deserved but she honestly wasn't prepared to be told that she was a horrible shitty person who broke his heart, ruined his life and turned him gay.

It was honestly what she deserved though so she couldn't even complain if he said it. She wouldn't cry or comment or even ask Jonathan to handle the situation for her. She'd just sit back and let him tell her everything that she'd been telling herself every single day since he came back to school. She was a shitty girlfriend, she didn't deserve her husband or her babies and everyone would be better off if she hadn't asked Jon to get back together. "Ugh.. Does anyone want a taco?" She had gotten five special for Mark, six for Jonathan, three for Hudson and four large sodas. She hadn't given Hudson his yet mostly because she was scared of upsetting him and Mark obviously needed to show up before she could give him his but the damn boy was late. "Hudson, I um... I got you some tacos and a soda."

[Wyatt Parks]

Wyatt didn’t really like Christmas, he just really needed a break from school. He really did not want to be here, and the fact that he had to sit in classes was only making it worse. He didn’t like class, in the first place. It didn’t matter that it was almost Christmas, because he didn’t like it. He didn’t care about people getting things for him or getting things for people, he’d learned not to expect much, and when people gave him things he ended up returning them. He didn’t feel like people should waste their money on him. So he didn’t really care much for Christmas.

So he was sitting in class, waiting for the teacher, and listening to Esme complain about how it was close to Christmas was actually really annoying. He was also still not quite sure what to say to Hudson since he was pretty sure that he would still be mad about the camping thing. Maybe they were in the same boat now though. He wasn’t sure what was going on with his old friend but he had read in the burn blog that after he got dumped her turned gay or something. Good for him. Wyatt was still trying to figure out what he was doing with his life. He didn’t know why he let a girl get to him, but he was still thinking about her, even if she was a controlling bitch. Or so he had been told by people to make him feel better.

“Es, Can I have one?” He asked when Esme asked if anyone else wanted a taco. Food always made everything better, and besides the teacher was going to be here soon, and then he could sleep though another class. He wished that he could actually sleep in class, but he didn’t want to fail, so he tried to pay attention to the details and still ended up failing. “You know those doughnuts look good Isabel,” he said teasing her. He still didn’t like her much because of how she treated Max, but he wasn’t going to bring that up. He knew that she had just gotten dumped too. “Eating away the pain huh?” she got dumped because apparently they slept together according to the burn blog. He didn’t even know why he cared what it said. It told lies anyway.

[Aiden Munslow]

Aiden did enjoy anatomy, but that was because he was always making stupid jokes, and the teacher didn’t seem to care… and she was kind of hot too, but he knew she was too old for him anyway, and he had Hannah, who he was starting to like more and more. So it wasn’t like he was going to go for her or anything. He was glad that Esme was in this class, even if she didn’t show up most of the time because she had food. This time she had tacos.

Who didn’t appreciate tacos? So he was sitting in class drinking energy drinks and eating a taco. How could this class get any better? Aiden agreed with Esme about it being Christmas time, he had a lot of Christmas spirit, and he wanted to be able to spread the cheer. Well that and sitting in class was no fun. Even if he hates snow because it messed up his hair it was fun to play in. So that was good. “Esme you are the best,” he said with a mouth full of taco. That was totally attractive, and if he still had a crush on her he might have cared. His hair was bugging him though, it wouldn’t stay where he wanted it to, and he ended up adjusting it every two minutes, because he thought it was weird.

“We don’t need a teacher anyway,” he said with a shrug to Esme asking where the teacher was. It was true they could just sit around and eat tacos all class period and he really wouldn’t care.

[Sadie Blackford]

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Class this close to Christmas seemed weird. Sadie's last school had gotten out way before not for winter break and she hated the fact she didn't know a lot of people since they had moved other than the people who were in drama and Esme. When she walked into the class she looked for people she knew but didn't spot any right away. Of course there was Skylar but they weren't super close. But then she spotted Esme and it was like she was finally at her happiest during the whole time she had been on campus today. She walked over to Esme with a smile as she sat her backpack down on the desk and looked over at Esme with a smile.

"You have no clue how happy I am I finally have a class with someone I'm actually friends with." She smiled before looking around the class. Esme was complaining about Christmas being so close to now and how they shouldn't have a class this close to the holiday. She couldn't help but agree one hundred percent . She watched as Esme starting talking to Hudson and shouldn't couldn't help but watch every second of it. She knew about Esme and him before she had even come to the school since they were childhood friends. So when everything went down with Esme, she knew about it almost a day or two later.

"I saw Crystal down the hall talking to another teacher I think." Sadie said turning towards the door before grabbing her cup of hot chocolate which she had brought into class with her and took a sip from it. Her hands were freezing from being outside for a couple minutes on the phone before she came inside so holding onto the cup made her hands feel so much warmer. She turned to Esme once more and laughed a little. "So, I heard that we're getting an electronic baby... I think it's stupid you shouldn't even have to come here. You obviously know how to take care of a baby and ... Well, be pregnant." Sadie smiled and gestured to her stomach before taking another sip of her hot chocolate.

(IDEFK what i'm saying.. I'm done. XD )

[Hudson Phelps]

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Hudson had thought he was very late coming into class today and had practically knocked himself to the ground when he swung open the door and hurled himself inside. He looked pretty stupid standing there with his mouth hanging open as he looked around for the teacher. But, oddly, she wasn't there. Regathering his cool, Hudson let out a heavy sigh and took a seat closest to the door. It wasn't front row, but also not quite back row. Regardless, he hadn't noticed until he'd sat down that he'd sat almost directly next to Esme. And now that he'd sat.. well, he couldn't just get up and move. That'd look like he was trying to avoid her. Which he was, but no one needed to actually know. So he kept still. Very still, until she was talking to him.

"What?" he turned his head to ask. He'd heard her, she offered a taco. But he was both confused as to why she had a taco and confused as to why she was speaking to him. Its not that he minded, that actually seemed like a step in the right direction. But it was odd. She'd avoided him so much. And now was this.. was this a peace offering? Or was it poisoned?

"Oh.. sure," he said, reaching out to take the taco. "Thanks," he added with a genuine smile before turning back to his desk and setting the taco before him. He didn't really want to eat it yet. But looking around and noticing Danny wasn't there yet, eating it now was probably the best choice because the minute Danny got there, he was gonna take it if Hudson wasn't already eating it. Even if he was eating it, Danny would still ask for a bite.

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It seemed like everyone was kind of expecting for her to be depressed about the whole Dylan break up but Isabel had actually never been happier in her life. It wasn't that she didn't love Dylan because she had with her whole heart and soul but she had come to the realization that being with Dylan was always meant to be temporary. She'd allowed herself to make the mistake of imagining a future with someone when she knew all along that marriage just wasn't going to happen and children well.. She didn't deserve children, did she? She'd had her chance to have a baby and she chose not to.It was about damn time that she came to terms with those facts, wasn't it? He'd done her a favor by dumping her and even taking Rover had a sliver lining! She wouldn't have gone to the shelter and she wouldn't have adopted her new little love bug, Eggroll. Was that a silly thing to do? Name a dog after a food? In her defense, this little monster definitely lived up to her name.

She didn't really like her puppy food or her dog treats but she loved egg rolls more than she loved chasing imaginary bugs on the floor. She honestly loved the little brat more than she loved anything else in her life hence why she refused to leave her at home like a sane person would probably do. It was just that she didn't want her to get lonely! This was also a really good way for everyone to meet little Eggroll who had been laying peacefully in her bag but was now walking around the classroom like she owned the place and everyone inside of it. "Eggroll Cupcake Mason! Get back over here and stop sniffing that trashcan." Why did dogs always do such disgusting things? Rover used to pee on cats though so nothing that Eggroll did could ever top that. "Come on Eggie...." Damn dog just wasn't listening until she pulled an eggroll out and set it next to her on the ground then the little fluffball came running full speed ahead.

"Oh Wyatt.. I'm not eating away the pain! I feel perfectly fine actually." She knew that not everyone was probably handling their break up like she was though so she reached into the box of donuts and placed one on a napkin and set it in front of Wyatt. What was the harm in a little peace offering? It wasn't like she always had to be a little bitch to everyone to get respect and giving away food seemed to work for Esme so why not give it a chance? "You look sad.. How are you handling this whole Carol thing?" She'd always respected Carol but she lost all of her respect after the cruel way that she'd ended their relationship. What kind of person would just dump someone (after changing them completely) out of the blue because they had an argument? A shitty one, that's who.

[Eric Morgan]

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Anatomy: The only class that is both boring and intriguing at the same time. Eric honestly found the human body very interesting, so naturally he enjoyed the class. However, this was a class Eric knew no one in, so it was a kind of awkward to walk into every day. He wasn’t sure if he was late or not, but it was safe to assume because he spent his passing period on a smoke brake. Eric walked in to the class secretly thrilled about this whole baby thing. He took his seat a row up from what sounded like a taco party, and upon further eavesdropping he realized that he had chosen the wrong seat. The girls behind him talked solely about how awful being in school was and this baby assignment. These were two things that Eric probably couldn’t care less about, and the fact that this was all shared between tacos and stuff was kind of annoying. It was like everyone was super buddy-buddy in this class and then there was Eric and that kind of sucked.

It was times like these Eric was glad that he had Zander, and pulled out his phone and began to text him. And also to just stare at his phone and pretend he was occupied until class began, so he could get his partner and his fake baby and get this over with.

It wasn’t because he didn’t like people; it’s just that Eric was so shy. What if he got paired with someone who didn’t even want to communicate or acknowledge him, the whole time? I mean it could be any one of the taco-orgy members, and that sounded like an awful time. Eric’s fingers drummed on the desk, already a combination of nervous for his partner and nicotine-free anxiety. This could be the best or the worst assignment Eric’s had yet, and he was really hoping it would be one for the record books.

[Kazzie Romano]

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Being in school for a couple weeks had allowed her to meet some new people like her soon to be possible boyfriend. However, classes were still strange. Kazzie had come from a private school with a ‘dress code’ there the kids were tame and under the threat of their parents. Teen pregnancy wasn’t even an option. The school cared more about its image than the students. Somerset was very different, and the wild atmosphere was a nice change. Kazzie found that she fit in quite fine and had yet to draw any extra attention to herself. She was even sure that no one really knew about her relations with Anthony, aside from POW, but that may be because she didn’t know too many people. Back at her old school, news like that spread like wildfire.

Kazzie has skipped lunch once again and had retreated to her dorm for free time. She had only attended one lunch before deeming it a waste of time when she could smoke or possibly sleep. Today she had decided to smoke and listen to The Dirty Heads mix. After an hour most of it had worn off, but now she was hungry. Glancing at the clock she realized she didn’t have enough time to eat. Grabbing a prepackaged brownie she left her dorm room and headed to class. She would just eat the brownie in class and no one would be the wiser.

Stepping into class, it was the usual bunch of people and Esme was really the only person she talked to. After an awkward dinner, Esme finally seemed to be accepting her. Kazzie found her usual seat next to Esme and plopped down. Damn, she was so hungry. It was a sign from the heavens when Esme offered food, but then again when did she not have food. “Bless you, Esme,” she said grabbing a taco,” you’re an angel sent from food heaven.” She was suffering from an awful case of the munchies, and the taco was soon destroyed. Still hungry she remembered her brownie and took a bite out of it. Wait. Kazzie held the brownie up closer to her face and squinted down at it. Shit, she’d already eaten half of it. Well, class was better when high as a kite. “Where’s the teacher anyway?” she asked placing more eye drops in and putting her partially eaten brownie away.

[Kyle Stockholm]

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Kyle was almost always first to class, which was weird for a boy like him. With such a lazy demeanor and such below average grades, one wouldn't even expect him to come to class. But as odd as it sounded, Kyle had actually enjoyed class. He liked the atmosphere: the other kids, the general feeling of laziness, that whole deal. He liked the people. The only thing he didn't like about school (and the only thing that really mattered), was the homework. And, y'know, the whole idea of learning. That wasn't fun. Learning wasn't fun. And frankly, it was hard.

But regardless of the norm, Kyle actually wasn't the first kid to class today. He'd gone home for lunch and decided to take a shower, so he was a tad late. He didn't see the problem in that, though, because he was pretty damn fresh right about now as he entered the classroom. And literally, he was fresh. He'd conditioned his hair, put on deodorant and even a new (literally just bought yesterday) shirt. Why he'd decided to suddenly put this much effort into his appearance for afternoon classes was a mystery.

The only thing that bothered him now was figuring out where he was going to sit. Usually he took a seat near the door, but those spots had already filled. He noted Esme and Hudson, both of whom he knew rather well but they were both already crowded. Looking to the other side of Esme, he spotted a girl he'd seen maybe twice. He thought he knew her name.. Sarah, or something? Definitely an S name. Noticing the empty desk beside her, Kyle swooped forward, nodded at Hudson, and slipped into the open seat. Leaning on his elbows and dipping his head into the aisle, Kyle smiled at the 'S' girl and wiggled the fingers of his left hand in sync with his eyebrows at her. "Hello there," he said softly, almost eerily, before withdrawing and leaning back in his seat.

After watching the handoff of tacos between Esme and Hudson, Kyle was leaning into the aisle again and 'pssssst'ing rather loudly. "Yo, Es," he said after a couple hisses, "Yo. Yo. Wanna hook me up?" he nodded at the tacos remaining in her possession.

[Amelia Donahue]

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"Keisha, we're going to be late," Amelia whined.
"No, we aren't," she replied, striding along the street.
"Key, can you slow down?" The shorter girl had to jog to keep up with the other's strides, especially when she was carrying a large pizza in her hands.
"No."
"Why not? I thought we were going to be on time."
"Don't sass me."
Amelia sighed and kept with her little half-jog. It was made unfair because Keisha was wearing boots and she high heels, but fashion was a lifestyle. And putting up with Keisha George was no easy task, either.
"Keisha, are you sure we'll be on time?" Amelia asked with a worried glance to the school they were approaching.
Keisha didn't answer that, but instead quickened her pace. She was 25% sure they'd make it on time, but 100% nobody would notice or care. If they were lucky, Crystal would have a hangover and let them do what they wanted. And Keisha was feeling pretty lucky.
Amelia really enjoyed Crystal's class! She loved anatomy, and Crystal, too, because she was strong and fierce and she was promiscuous, sure, but she didn't let people take advantage of her. And it really showed that Amelia admired her, because that was the only class she wasn't failing miserably.
Keisha, however, treated her like she treated most of her other teachers; lots of sass and absolutely no respect for the subject at hand. She wasn't failing the class, though. She cared about her schooling a little (although it's still not much).

When they arrived back to their class, they were about as late as Keisha expected, but miraculously, Crystal was nowhere to be found! Keisha let out a little "hallelujah," and promised to go to church next Sunday. She set the pizza on a desk near where people were congregating.
"I brought a snack," she said with a smile.
She knew these people's faces, but she didn't quite know them well enough to call them anything more than acquaintances. She wasn't going to deny them cheese pizza or whatever else hid in her backpack. She leaned on a desk until she saw the tacos Esme possessed.
"Es,you sweet, beautiful soul can I get one of your tacos?" she asked sweetly. She was 99% sure she'd get one anyway, but she did have some manners.
Amelia could only follow timidly behind her; she hardly knew a face here, and the one she did know pretty much hated her! She really wanted a taco, but she also didn't want to offended Esme. So she sat on the desk next to Keisha, crossed her legs, and stared into middle distance awkwardly. Hopefully that wasn't bad.