<div class="floatleft">(http://imgs.su/tmp/2013-01-05/1357411860-445.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ryan Marco<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Monday about 7:15 am<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Home Ec room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, Mikah & Phenex, Rayven mentioned<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Despite seeming to have his eyes shut, Ryan had been watching the two of them since the moment he entered the room. They were obviously as different as night and day. The male seemed to be reclusive, doing everything he could to withdraw himself from the attentions of the female, diving into his music to get away.<em>Poor kid. Must have had a rough childhood if he is that reserves, especially when a woman is trying to make conversation.</em>He didn’t know everything that had went on between them, but if he was right he would have to see if he could help him break out of his shell.<br/><br/>Then there was the woman, suddenly approaching him.<em>Wow, trying to change partners just like that.</em>Judging from the way she carried herself when she walked, he pictured her as someone who had to be in control constantly. Sort of like his room mate, what was her name? He thought for a moment, trying to remember. God he was horrid with names. He knew it began with an R, but that was about it for the moment. He was really going to have to start paying more attention around here. He smirked a bit to himself. Usually, when he cared enough to pay attention, he had a gift for details. Too bad he just hadn’t cared enough.<br/><br/>Back to the woman, she was a looker enough, and some would say they were similar. He already knew nothing could be further from the truth. He was more like a river, keeping in control but flowing around things, never letting things get to him. Hearing her voice, he fully opened his eyes. “I assume you are speaking to me, given there are only three of us here right now and you are now sitting closer to me.” He smirked a bit, finally looking down from the ceiling and to her.<br/><br/>“If so, then hello there.” If she was looking to make him feel at ease she would soon find he was always at ease, just part of who he was, unless he was feeding, but that was a side of himself he didn’t show out in public. He wasn’t trying to be rude or discourteous, though given the way she just dropped the other guy after he turned away from her, he thought she might take it as such. “Name’s Ryan.”<br/><br/>He offered out a hand to her, kind of a lazy offering, but that was kind of how he was. Just being in this class was enough to cause his attention to drift elsewhere. He really hated the idea of Home Ec, he was no the kind of person to do things like this on a normal basis. “Sorry if I interrupted anything going on. Guess I always am a bit of a master of bad timing.” He laughed a bit at himself, turning his eyes back to the ceiling.<br/><br/>If he really thought about it, he would have easily given her another look. She was defiantly pretty enough, but something about her felt off. Maybe it was the way she hesitated to greet him after sitting down, as though she was trying to think of the best way. It all reeked of someone who valued their image, something he never really understood. Why did it matter what others thought of you? As long as you did what made you happy, than what did it matter? Wasn’t that the reason he left his family in the first place, because what they were dong wasn’t making him happy and he didn’t care what his father thought about him leaving.<br/><br/>“So, I’m kind of new here, only getting here Saturday to be honest.”<br/>