<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/d6cc8177-6819-4778-a0fd-943385bec3ae_zps044b313f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Roxi Reed</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Down the hall – In class<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Jackson D. Blum<br/><hr/><br/>Click… clop, Click… clop, Click… clop, could be herd down the hall as Roxi made her way to class, her heeled boots never stopping or wavering. She stared straight ahead, deft to the world as her tiny purple ear-buds blasted a heavy Saliva song. Her back pack hung low on her shoulder but her hands kept moving as the wooden drum sticks twirled and beated on their imaginary drums while she moved down the hall. She suppressed a yawn, not much of a morning person, dragging herself out of bed was pretty rough. But she managed to make it on time, which was a first for her. Seeing that most of the students had already jumped to go to class and very few were still milling about. She blew her bright blue bangs out of her face as she scanned the numbers looking for her classroom. Once the right set of numbers appeared did one corner of her mouth pull up, in a small grin. She took a few quick breaths and walked in.<br/><br/>The room was large and held a bunch of seats, most of the students were talking to one another and waiting for Professor Stein. She only took in a few students faces and slowly made her way up the stairs that lead to the other seats at the top of the classroom. She noticed a guy, a pretty cute guy sitting in last row and tilted her head at him. He seemed new, he was wearing a school uniform that was pretty out of place when everyone else seemed to be wearing normal everyday clothes. She stopped next to him and looked down at him, as if he were something she had never seen before. The tag on his shirt brought a smile to her lips as she read, “Jack Dempsey, MEISTER,” Pulling her earbuds out did spin one of her sticks between her fingers and pointing the other one at him. “Your in my seat, yo…” she knew there was no assigned seats but something about the young man in front of her pushed her to interact with him, which was totally out of character for her. “Ill let ya sit there for today, I guess…” She slipped behind him and took a seat one over from him dropping her black bag on the chair between them. Turning her ipod off and wrapping her wire around it did she watch the guy next to her, sizing him up and then nodding with approved smile. Putting her things away she pulled out her notebook and started to get ready for class, leaning back and tapping her sticks on her desk.<br/>