Sam was diligent with her schoolwork, and paid close attention to the lesson. Notes were written with a practiced hand and in a way that would make it easy for the girl to reference, should she need them further down the road. As the bell rang, Sam scrambled to get the last of her notes polished off as both Sen and Hoji made for the door.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"...or worse if you don't take care of yourself. Back me up here, Sam,"</span>Sam looked up with a quirked eyebrow at the mention of her name as she readjusted the bag on her shoulder. She hadn't exactly been paying much attention to the boy, but rather the growl of her stomach.<span style="font-style: italic">"Besides, it's been a while since we all had lunch together. It'll be fun, right?"</span><br/><br/>"Oh,<span style="font-style: italic">most</span>definitely." It was an animated reply, given away by the obvious mirth pulling at Sam's lips. "<span style="font-style: italic">Come on, Sen.</span>Hoji's right -for once-" Her smiled widened, hoping to soften the jab at her friend. "You need to take better care of yourself." Sam let go of her bag and threaded an arm around Sen's, in the hopes of leading her towards the cafeteria. "Besides, if you don't take care of yourself, you'll get sick. And if you get sick, you'll have to miss school." Sam was sure Sen wouldn't miss school, even if it meant being rolled around on a gurney from class to class. "Can you just<span style="font-style: italic">imagine</span>the chaos we'd be thrown into if you weren't here?"<br/><br/>______<br/><br/>Charlie's class let out late. Which meant she had even less time to eat. Charlie made it to the cafeteria in time to see Lesia sit beside a few of their acquaintances, and then continued to watch the seats fill as she stood near the back of the line. It didn't take long for the seats to fill around Lesia. Charlie wouldn't have minded, but the only few she saw open were beside Darcy and the new kid -who hadn't mentioned his name.- They weren't exactly prime seats, in Charlie's opinion. For one, everything Lesia had told Charlie about Darcy made him out to be a horrible person, and the way he acted in the hallway pointed towards them being true, if a bit exaggerated. On the other hand, Charlie had gone out of her way to help the new kid and he had just walked away from her.<br/><br/>By the time Charlie got her tray, Lesia's table had filled. She couldn't very well leave the cafeteria so..the girl's chest heaved as she took a deep breath. Her feet took her towards Darcy. She had, had plans of sitting in front of him, but before she could someone slipped into the stop. The girl's cheeks puffed out with an irritated huff, before she rounded the long table and sat beside the redhead. "Darcy, right?" She didn't look at the boy as she mess with her tray, arranging her silverware and uncapping her bottled water. "Charlie. Lesia's friend." This was awkward. Why did she even feel the need to speak to the kid? Pale eyes fell over Darcy in a sidelong glance before she looked at him fully, brows furrowed. "Couldn't you have been a bit less rude to the new kid this morning? I mean, I know you have a reputation or whatever, but it's difficult being in a new environment." Her attention was drawn back to her tray as she brought her water to her lips for a sip. "You could maybe cut the kid some slack."