Westport High

Therese does the same as everyone else in her group and writes her number on a sticky note, drawing a little heart in the tail of the E like she always did. As soon as the bell rings she has her things together and is off to her next class, English. Not knowing where the classroom was she gets the map of the school out of her notebook and studies it. I'm going to get lost. And sure enough, she did. She couldn't find her way even with the map and eventually gave up, frustrated.

Benji noticed, in his wide-eyed bully vigilance, a girl who looked at least as overwhelmed as he was feeling. He started to approach her, thought better of it, stopped...took a breath, brow furrowing under an unruly fringe of hair, started walking again. Eventually he stopped a few feet away from her and for a moment, just stood there like a deer in headlights.

"Um." And that was all that came out of his mouth for several seconds. He cleared his throat and tried again. "Um. Are you...? Do you need, um, are you lost?"

At the same time Benji had seen Theresa, Jacob had as well. Frowning slightly at Benji, he smiled widely as Theresa.

"Do you need help? I have theater class next. It's okay if I'm late " smiling at her, he knew If he wasnt nice to this kid, he would be hated even more by Theresa.

"What's your next class ?" He asked them both. It seemed as if they were both lost, and the quiet mouse like boy wouldn't help Theresa very much.

"Hey.. Umm. Kid? Uh I can help Theresa. Why don't you go play a game of chess or something ?" He sneered at the boy, unable to contain his snarky attitude towards weaker prey.

"No offense kid, but you look lost yourself " he put an arm around Theresa's shoulder with a grin. "I got this "

At the sound of the new voice, Therese snaps her head up and looks in that general direction to find a tall boy who looked painfully shy. "Yeah. I am." she sighs and steps closer to him, hugging her things to her chest. "I'm looking for the English room? Could you point me in the direction?" She still held the map in her hands, by now the piece of paper was pretty crumpled and the ink seemed to be fading away.

He seemed nice enough and she would really appreciate the help. But before she knows it, Jacob is by her side, his arm wrapped around her shoulders and is trying to shoo the poor boy off. "Oh, Jacob. Hey." she says in surprise as she looks up at him. Even though she wasn't totally comfortable with the touching she didn't pull away.

Benji's gaze flitted from Theresa to Jacob.

"I'm not lost. That's just, um. That's just my face." Benji answered solemnly in response, shoulders hunching. He should just shut up. "I have theater too? I mean. Not theater theater, but, tech? I do tech. Like lights and stuff, you know? Set design, props..." Shut up, Benji. He absently tugged at the bottom hem of his "WORLD'S BEST GRANDMA" t-shirt. "....yeah. So I guess maybe we're going the same way. Or something."

"Really?" His eyes narrowed.. "Hmm your brother was in theater too, right ? Ricky?"

A smirk appeared on Jacobs face. "Ricky was cool. Come on then I guess " he motioned for him lazily as he took off walking with Theresa. "So sexy, are you wanting to come over tonight ?" He purred into her ear gently.

Pulling away, he took his arm off her and pointed to a door. "That's your class "

Walking towards the auditorium he smiled at Benji. "So.. You in any sports ? "

Anastasia took the paper from the guy and smiled, chuckling as she heard he wasn't into women. She also heard Jacob call him Russian, and she smiled as she was right. " So what's your name? I never got it" she asked the male as she put his number in her shorts. Hearing Jcob though she rolled her eyes " Like hell i'd come to your house" she said narrowing her eyes at him as she crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair as the bell ring. She stood and gathered her stuff to head towards her next class. She didn't really care for classes too too much, she passed as always she was smart and did her work, she just wasn't one to arrive on time to class. She walked slow in the hallways heading to her next class and saw the thing go down between Therese and the other two guys. She sighed and shaked her head as she walked to art class which was aaalll he way across the frickin school, but oh well.

She walks with Jacob as he pulls her along and almost instantly forgets about the other boy that she had first ran into. "Well, yeah. We already made plans to do that so we could work on the project, right? With everybody?" she answers, her cheeks once again flushing red when he calls her sexy. When he points her to the classroom door she shoots him an appreciative smile. "Thank you." she says as she opens the door and enters the room.

The class was already full and all the seats were taken except the one in the back, she walks to the seat with her head down, muttering apologies, as the teacher chews her out for being late. The seat next to her was occupied by a strange boy but she couldn't be bothered to find out who he was, her eyes totally focused on the teacher.

"Yeah, Ricky's cool," he narrowed an eye slightly and the smirk. Knowing Ricky, there was no telling what he and Jacob had gotten up to. No telling at all.

When Jacob asked if he did sports, a slightly out of character amused sound escaped him. Was it a laugh? It might have been a laugh. "Nnn." He shook his head. "No, sports aren't really...a thing. That I do. Unless you count mini golf. Or, uh, bowling? Sometimes I go bowling. But you probably don't count those things. Because why would you?" Yes, Ricky was cool. Benji, not so much. "But I also don't play chess. So there's that, at least."

Jacob laughed a little bit. "You ply mini golf, and bowling ? " shaking his head he sighed.

"It beats chess, I guess " now that he wasn't with his friends, Jacob seemed nicer, and almost relaxed.

Cocking his head, Jacob sighed. "He's the one the looked after you wasn't he ? He talked about you a lot. "

Jacob patted Benjis head with a smirk. "Don't worry kid, I'll make sure nobody here gives you shit " and then he entered the classroom.

His whole demeanor changed. He likely wouldn't talk to Benju much, but would stick up for him.

The pat on the head made a blush rise to his pale cheeks. "Yeah, well. Um. Thanks." Even if Jacob didn't talk to him, the lack of getting his ass kicked was quite enough for Benji.

As they entered the auditorium, he started to give Jacob a little wave but then decided against it, resulting in an awkward, jerky little hand movement and he blushed deeper and slunk away to the light board to hide.

Therese sits through her English class, bored out of her mind as she finds the teacher uninteresting and dull. Doodling in her notebook, not really paying attention, she lets her mind wander to it's usual places and zones out. When the class is finally over the ringing of the bell causes her to jump and spill her things. With a sigh she gets out of her seat and gathers them up, organizing everything, and pushes in her chair, prepared for her next class. Her stomach growls with hunger and she wonders when lunch is.

Sapphire walked into her theatre class and avoided as many people as possible and her and Jen walked in. She instructed for Jen to sit in the back of the auditorium, hidden, and she walked up onto the stage, setting her bag in one of the front seats before walking up the stairs and pushing her hair behind her ears. Despite being high school, this Fall’s production was the musical Sweeney Todd and she just so happened to get one of the lead rolls as the love interest. She was always all blushy as she played the part, not really knowing what the male she was supposed to be in love with looked like.
She grabbed her music out of her mag before sitting on stage and looking around anxiously.

Jacob was surprised to see Saphrie walk into theater as well. Jacob was of course the other lead. His loud personality helping win him almost every lead that needed a cocky young handsome man.

"What the fuck ?" He muttered loud enough for the whole class to hear.

"Is this some kind of joke? " he drawled to Jen and Sapphire.

"How can you be an actor ? "

Sapphire blushed more and immediately avoided glancing in his direction “W-well... I-it’s not like seeing is... it’s...” she shuddered as he neared her and her fingers fiddled viciously with the sleeves of her hoodie. This was the only person who could make her completely crumble in her spot and make her feel so worn down and... terrified. “Wh-what are you doing here? N-none of these roles even.... like... why are you in a musical? You can’t sing for shit.”

He scowled "I can sing. " frowning at her, he sighed.

"I'm here, cause I like to act. And I made the lead role. Apparently you did to " he pointed to the poster. "I'm Benjamin Barker " he smirked at her and crosses his arms.

"When have you heard me sing ? " he asked her quietly, a small frown of hurt on his face.

"I-I'm not that bad " a small sigh of him being offended by the girl, was his stutter.

Her face went from terrified to shock as she heard his voice change. Is he stuttering...? She sighed “I-I’m sorry. I haven’t actually, I just.... Sorry...” she muttered quickly and started to walk away in a semi-panic. “I-I, um... good luck, then..”

"Wait!" He exclaimed. "I.. uh.. we have to work together.. I mean, aren't you supposed to fall in love w-with me or something ?" He grabbed her arm gently.

He figured he had to work well with the girl.

"Look in sorry.. Okay. I'm sorry for knocking you over. So do you wanna go over our lines or something ? "

He smiled softly. "I'll even kiss you, if you want " he teased, he seemed a lot kinder in theater than any other class.

She looked semi-terrified at him and gently pulled her arm away “I-I mean.... how the hell am I supposed to play Mrs.Lovett...” she giggled a bit and blushed profusely as she pushed her hair behind her ears. She decided to give up avoiding him and simply talk to him like any other classmate, though you could obviously see the pure fear on her face.

"Your the actor. It will be fine" he smirked and looked into her face. The girl seemed so nervous, why? It wasn't like he could do anything to her then.

"Come on then. I don't know how your gonna read a script though. " sighing he rubbed his hair back gently.

"So Mrs. Lovett, how about we find a nice private room to practice, and possibly kiss ? " he laughed agian, and took her arm. "I know a a good place "