NAME:  Jessica Reynolds<br/>ROLE IN SCHOOL:  Student<br/>TIME OF DAY:  Noon<br/>LOCATION: Cafeteria<br/>TAGGING: Penelope Archer<br/><br/>Jessica starts stretching, a yawn partly escaping from her mouth before she catches sight of the girl sitting across from her. Geez, where did she come from? Jessica scrambles to cover her mouth with her hand as she stifles the rest of her yawn now that she wasn't alone. Her eyes blink wearily as she looks across the table, not even bothering to be subtle as she studied the other girl. Oh lord, she looked like the stereotypical quirky girl in every one of those "nerdy girl gets popular" romantic comedies. Jessica smiles and lets out a quiet chuckle at her own thoughts, finally straightening up, a hint of red on her cheek where she rested against her hand. "Art class is a bitch, huh?"