Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-27026386-20160508113453/@comment-26891910-20160521044208

High Heel: Like, I know, right? But then again, they're, like, probably from all kinds of different classes. This is a big school, y'know?

Clipboard: Well, 60 - 70% of our country's population comes to this high school because there aren't many other schools available. In fact, some of them are really hard to get into. This school's got a large range of qualified applications. It accepts even the dumbest of them! Dunno why though.

High Heel: ... Um, yeah, what she said. What room are you in?

Clipboard: Room 309, why?

High Heel: 'Cause you just came outta nowhere like the others. Right, sock? *looks at clipboard's shoes* Heh. Converse sneakers. I guess it, like, fits a girl like you.

Clipboard: You're very fashion-forward to shoes, huh? And of course... *looks at High Heel's shoes* ... You're wearing High Heels.

High Heel: High-Heelception, amirite? Anyways, what's your, like, name?

Clipboard: Isn't it obvious? I'm Clipboard. And I'm guessing you're... High Heel?

High Heel: In the flesh.


 * Bell rings*

High Heel: Oh, great, I barely ate my lunch because I like, had to do that stupid baseball thing. I'm very proud of it, though. *to Clipboard* See ya later! It was nice meeting you. *walks to class*

Clipboard: W-wait, see me later? ... So I guess we're friends then. I hope. I don't get many friends because of my nerdy rambling... Ugh, I'm talking to myself again! And oh no, I'm late! *runs*