Silv blinks "Ahh. They weren't friends if they'd do that. I'd never try to kill a friend..." He turned around and smiled "Oh it's almost class time!" He put his shirt on, having forgot what he had been doing.
"I know that." She shrugged. Then knew it was almost class time. "Silv! I need my sweat shirt!" She was not daring stepping outside of the stall without that sweat shirt. That would be a death wish for her.
Silv blinks and goes back to digging through the large pockets of the bag "One sec!" He'd dig a bit faster and soon produce it "Want me to hand it to you to put on as we go out?" He'd ask as he walked towards the door, quite careful to move specific ways.
Z was really antsy to get that back. She watched as he went through his backpack. "Yes please." She said, she didn't want have to go out and get it because he would find out that she was a girl. She really had no problem being a girl but being a guy was a lot easier and people expected you to not do so much weird stuff.
Silv walked upto her stal and blinked "You know scars don't need to be hid." He could tell it wasn't really the truth "So you sure it's scars?" He'd then offer her her sweater and think a bit, he figured he'd now be stuck having to follow her home.
Z nodded. "Yes, I can show you the scar later." She said as she grabbed the sweat shirt and then put it on. She stepped out of the stall, wearing a pair of short that reached to her knees and her black sweat shirt. She rolled up the sleeve on her left arm, reveling the deep scar. She could only get it up to her elbow. "I wasn't lying." Technically, she wasn't lying. She originally used the jacket to hide the scar but now she used it for her breast and her scar.
Silv shrugs and heads out. He'd head into the gym and look around, not sure what they'd be doing for his first day. The tiger's tail moved back and forth as one of the guys had been in his last class and made sure to bother him the whole class "Soooo what do you think we'll do today?" He'd ask as he looked around for any clue.
Z never did anything in gym class, she didn't like it and wasn't very physically fit either. She sat down on the bleachers that they leave open, in her hands was a journal that she was writing in. It was a book that she was writing, something she always did in this class because the teacher didn't care what she did.
Silv smiled, using his time to practice his physical abilities, he ended up somewhere he shouldn't namely ontop of the basketball hoop backboard. He'd laugh a bit and catch a basketball that'd been thrown at him "You know that I'm not the hoop." He'd drop it in and begin climbing down. Silv knew he'd probably end up in trouble but he didn't care, he was pretty sure there were few if any who could do that.
Z just kept writing, not paying attention to really anyone. She sighed and continued to write when she saw that Silv was going to get himself in some trouble, if the teacher ever came out of his office.
Silv laughed, seeming to not be paying attention until a basketball was thrown at him. He'd smile as he caught it and toss it to the side "You really have a problem with me?" His voice for once sounding a bit dangerous "I doubt you could land a punch so stop messing with me." The guy was a friend of the guy from first period and didn't seem to want to back down. Silv turns his back to the guy and goes to sit by Zoe, his eyes not their 'usual' kind look. If she took the time to she'd see that he wasn't the kindest looking person in the room right then.
Z looked up at him, noticing he didn't look so kind. "Is everything alright, Sil?" She asked, a little worried about him.
Silv frowns "I'm going to hurt him if he doesn't let up." He shook his head "Oh but I will be fine." He looked around "I just want the day to end." He laid back and thought, quite annoyed "I wish they wouldn't assume all of my kind were a specific way."
Z gently patted his back. "I'm sorry to hear about it. I told you, these kids are jerks and never see people because oh their skin, race, and all that kind of stuff." She said. She looked over at the guys glaring at them. "Hey! Are ya gonna just stand there and glare at us or say something?" She called over at them, not liking them messing with Sil just because he is part tiger. They pretend to go back to their little game and not watching Z and Silv.
Silv frowns "They're messing with someone who they shouldn't." He'd shrug and wait, trying to get through the class "I am quite physically fit, I'd doubt they know what they really are doing though." He'd blink "So what you doing after school?" he'd ask curiously.
Z shrugged. "Nothing really. I go straight home after school is out. Really nothing to do expect study and so my homework." She said with a shrug. "If you want, you can come over. I usually do paint some in the woods behind my house."
Silv laughs a bit "At first you wanted me to know nothing about you, now you're okay with me knowing where you live?" He'd blink a bit after, not sure if she was being genuine. He'd close his eyes and think "You aren't as against friends as you'd seemed."
Z rolled her brown eyes. "If you are gonna complain about it then don't come. I never said I was against having friends, just close friends. I live with my grandparents but they are at work most of the time but they stop by to bring me something to eat." +
Silv laughs "I'm not against friends, it's just surprising and seems a bit different from this morning." He'd look just in time to catch a 'stray' basketball "That's it..." He saw the kid who threw it turn around and he threw it at the back of the guy's head, hitting and causing the guy to want to fight. He'd smile "I guess I will be fighting." The other guy was much larger than Silv.
Z put a hand on Silv's shoulder and shook her head. "Don't, it isn't worth it. Class is about to be over and they only want the reaction, don't give them what they want." She said, then the bell rang. "Let's go ahead and get changed."
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