[LOG] CLUB FAIR AT LUNCH

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Who: EVERYONE
What: Lunch + Club Fair
When: End of the 2nd week of School
Where: Lunchroom and Courtyard

It's now a couple of weeks into school and it's about time for a real club fair hosted by the Student Council! Tables are set up around the lunchroom giving students a chance to talk to the different club presidents and members about joining. Lunch has been extended to an hour and a half today with a few of the teachers and students grilling up hot dogs and hamburgers for the student body. You were even given one of those little cards where you have to get signatures from 4 different club presidents proving you participated for credit!

Comments

Sometimes I'm glad Gemi isn't real.

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"About yoga? I don't think they'd know much about it. ...But dad's not home much so who knows." Gemi stands on one foot, fiddling with the shoe where she has her signature card.

She has not signed up for the club. She cannot get her signature yet (or so that is her assumption).
The questions will continue.

eli is going to die

[pleaseme]

Eli is texting.

:D

[xstreetxsweetx]

Something that clearly isn't her business? She must know more.
Gemi hops closer to the table and leans over it.

"Whatcha doing~?"

[pleaseme]

"Look, can you like? Fuck off?" He hides his phone from her prying eyes.

[xstreetxsweetx]

Gemi tilts her head to one side, looking for all the world like a puppy who has just discovered a strange object.

"What does that mean?" She asks, completely sincere.

[pleaseme]

"Leave me alone. Go to a different table." How much more straightforward does he need to be?

[xstreetxsweetx]

"Ooooooh." She ~learned~ something today. "Okay!" She says, smiling sweetly.
oh shit wait
wait no
The smile drops from her face and she awkwardly stomps her foot up onto the table.
"WAIT. NO. NOT UNTIL YOU SIGN MY CARD." Shehalf yells. She hasn't signed up for the club but maybe if she talks fast and loudly he won't think of that and he'll sign it anyway!

[pleaseme]

He jutted a hand forward (probably the fastest thing he was going to do this week) and glared, the fact that she was on the table was going to push him over the deep end.

"Then give me the fuckin' card."

[xstreetxsweetx]

Gemi beams. Success!

She hurriedly works the card out from the laces of her shoe and holds it out proudly. By this point it has some well worn folds and several signatures on it.

[pleaseme]

He tears it from her grasp, angrily scribbling some crude initials before thrusting it back into her face.

[xstreetxsweetx]

Still smiling, Gemi plucks it back from his hand and wiggles happily.

"Thank you~!" She sings, before skipping away.

On to the next table!