Makin' Friends.. (Torrin/Open)

[Zen]

Okay so yeah, here she was at school, again....And after the weekend she had just suffered through, she was not all too happy about being back here. First off it meant she would have to deal with anyone who happened to see her at the party, and two she would have to deal with that stupid asshole who had dared to try and drug her and rape her.

Yeah, though one good thing had come out of the weekend she supposed, a smile curling on her lips as she thought that one over, making her way toward the front of the building with her back pack slung over her shoulder. The one which was not injured.

Her long brown hair fell down about her slender form and her eyes were hidden behind a pair of shades..Not that she was really looking at anyone...She was more about looking anywhere BUT at the people walking past. Yeah, she so did not need this shit today.

Grumbling lightly to herself she continued onward, dressed in just a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt...Her boots thudding against the walkway as she let out a frustrated sigh.

Though suddenly she was run into by some girl. Okay, so maybe she did the running in to..but yeah, she was not in the mood to play the "Oh I am so sorry" card. Fuck that.

"Watch where you're going!"

Those almond eyes shooting upward to look at the girl, even as she shoved the other, bigger girl backward.....Yeah this was gonna be one of those days....

But luckily the girl took the look she gave and the tone of her voice as a sign to stay the fuck back and simply held up her hands and backed away....Yeah, thats right bitch, keep moving.

Shaking her head, Zen did just that herself, continued onward until she could take a seat upon one of the benches just outside the school....Laying her head back against the wall of the building and closing her eyes for a moment. Gah! She sooo just wanted to go home....

Not even noticing the person she sat down next to...Too caught up in her own little personal shit right now.

[Torrin Ackers-Burr]

School.. finally something Torrin could go to without feeling completely out of place.

Torrin had always gone to school in Germany, be it just to pick fights, argue with the teachers, pull pranks, or just sit and learn; which was mostly never, but still. Torrin appreciated finally being able to get into a school, be it an all English one or not, it was something she took pride in.
Especially since no one was going to tell her how to behave and act.

Torrin was outside, sitting and minding herself as she took a bite of a cookie; a cookie resembling that of a fish.
She had her backpack next to her on the bench as she munched on her bizarre breakfast; much like her taste in anything edible.
It was a nice day, and Torrin had rushed out the door like a good student to get to school early; much, much early. She was there, eating the breakfast she'd actually had as a lunch, and was enjoying the warmth of the weather. It was really starting to grow on her.. this state. She was learning more English, accent or not. And friends should come much easier with school..right?

Torrin shoved the last of her cookie into her mouth as she looked up, conveniently in time to hear a small commotion before her.

"Watch where you're going!"
Torrin felt chills shoot down her spine at the girls voice. It didn't sound pleasant; was probably one-of-those-girls, the kind parents warn their kids about. Yeah, she was probably just a stuck up, 'I-think-I'm-so-cool' kinda chick. The kind that would use a fake voice to sound cool, and pretend to be stupid in class to get the guys attention.. the kind that would pick a fight just to look cool, or diss girls because they don't fit their image of a baby prostit--
Suddenly Torrin felt a body thrust onto the seat next to her, a loud and wisp of the girls entrance making Torri sit up straight, seeming to of dozed off in thought of the females she hated not even to notice someone approach and sit next to her.

...
Actually. Nobody ever sat next to her.
"..."
It took a bit of cooling down before Torrin could muster up to turn and face the tanned girl sitting beside her, her frame lent back and relaxing; did she even see Torrin beside her?
No, Torri, you've never spoken to this girl don--

"Uhm.. Hi theres." Torrin said, seeming to look down at the girls lap, but not intentionally seeming perverted. "...Y-You..uhm, on my..fish" Torrin had lately been having trouble starting or even using her words, making her seem somewhat.. what was the word.. nerdy? Weak? Childish?

She instead pointed, the girl sitting on a bag, a bag with the other fish cookie Torrin had brought. The cookie which was now..in crumbles..
"...cookie." She murmured, lowering her eyes away.