<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2014/244/2/d/laura_pol_paint_by_patricia_crvl-d7xjoof.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tessa "Tess" Cantrell | Hourglass<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 5th, Noon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kitty Pryde, Rogue, Heather Donald<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Tess is trying to not embarrass herself in front of the cool girls, but is worried that she might not fit in with them since she's not the definition of "pretty."<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This sweater (https://66.media.tumblr.com/a9111e31e29a6eaf3ccbef24cb0e454b/tumblr_o88usvemPp1rtk5dzo1_1280.jpg), dark skinny jeans, an old pair of Converse sneakers, and finger-less gloves. (https://steampunkwolf.com/wp-content/uploads/il_fullxfull.524557974_cj76.jpg)<br/><hr/>Walking behind Heather on the lunch line, Tess couldn't help but notice how much food she was getting. It made her wonder how many people she was getting lunch for. The girl in front of her was definitely not large enough to eat a meal like that on her own. There was no way. She couldn't help but watch, though, as more and more food got piled onto Heather's tray while Tess settled for a grilled cheese and a side of potato chips. It looked like a lonely meal, compared to Heather's.<strong>"Whoa! I'm sorry,"</strong>she apologized after Heather nearly dropped her tray of food all over her. She had probably been following too closely. After grabbing a bottle of water and chatting for a bit, Tess followed Heather's lead to the cool-girl table.<br/><br/>Tess tried not to act too awkwardly as she stood, holding her tray while she waited for everyone to get situated. She felt like she had a spotlight on her, not being used to having a lot of people looking at her all at once. It was a bit stressful, but she tried her best not to let it show. Once everyone was seated, she set her tray on the table and sat down beside Heather with her hands beneath the table, on her lap. She toyed with her nails a bit, distracting herself as much as she could while she was introduced to everyone. She tried to remember each girl's name as best as she could, repeating each one silently in her head after it was announced to her.<strong>"I can't promise to remember them all the first time around, but I'm sure I'll get them eventually,"</strong>she replied with a smile. She was actually not half bad with remembering names.<strong>"I usually just go by Tess,"</strong>she added, hoping it wasn't rude to mention it after Heather had called her Tessa a few times already.<br/><br/>Finally lifting her right hand from under the table, she ran her fingertips along the side of her side-swept bangs, making sure they were properly in place. All of the girls at this table were so pretty and she was beginning to feel like maybe she wouldn't fit in if either of them saw all of her face.<strong>"Thanks for inviting me. I don't really know many people here yet. Still pretty new,"</strong>she mentioned, not sure what to say. She wasn't the best when it came to having conversations. Usually she sat and listened instead.<strong> "So, what kind of fun is there around here, anyway? We can't leave to even go shopping or anything?"</strong>she asked, curiously. Finally, she was part of a community in which there were people like her and she wouldn't have to hide in the shadows anymore, but it seemed as though she still wouldn't be able to live life like people her age outside of the X-Mansion. There were still things she wanted to experience, like parties, impromptu shopping trips to simply play dress up, and going to the movies with friends.<br/><br/>Her blue-gray eyes caught Rachel's gaze before immediately looking down at her tray. Her chest began to feel tight as she felt nervous about why Rachel was staring. Did she see through Tess's poor attempt at trying to be a "cool girl" like the rest of them? She kept her eyes lowered and began tearing off small pieces of her grilled cheese, eating slowly as she listened to the conversations around her.