Smarter than a Halfie?((Manda))

[Red]

Why did she take French? Out of all the other extra classes she could've picked why did she pick french! Kallima had been sitting in class, ebony hair streaked with ivory and a small amount of blue running through her fingers trying to listen and understand what the teacher was saying. It was an amazing feet for Kallima to actually try and pay attention in a class. Maybe for the fact she was passing all her other ones but French was killing her? Kallima was trying all she knew to try and get herself understanding this language. Took notes, listened to the teacher, tried to do her homework but still, the poor half werewolf female just couldn't get it!

When the final bell of the day rang a relieved sigh came from her as she grabbed her shoulder backpack after tossing the books into it she moved to get out of the room. Her tight dark blue jeans and black jacket that had a random rock band's name upon it she was the typical rebel of the school. Flipping her hair out Kallima headed for the hallway.

[manda]

James walked down the hall in a hoodie and skinny jeans. His hood was pulled up over his black emo style hair. He had skipped French and was walking around the hallway when he saw a girl coming out of French Class. He stopped by the door and looked at her. "Hey." He said and then he just stood there near the door. He bit his lip slightly and waited for her to talk. He leaned against the wall and looked at his black and white Vans.

[Red]

Stepping out into the hallway Kallima had never felt such relief to be out of that class. It was frustrating to have to sit in a class that you don't understand one bit. There is no way to enjoy that. Upon taking a few steps in one direction, she heard a nearby, 'hey'. Head turned in the direction on the male voice not knowing if it was meant for her or someone else. Within crowded halls you could never know. Hazel eyes looked over the male that had spoken to her. "Hey back." Her voice chimed as her scanning gaze finished up on his face. Seeing how his eyes were trained on his shoes a smirk came to her lips as she stood there, one hand resting upon the strap of her shoulder backpack, the other rested beside her.

[manda]

James continued to lean against the wall and looked up at the voice. "So, you actually go to that class?" He only went for the first day of that class and then he skipped every day after that. He hated that class and had no idea why he signed up for it. His snake bite lip piercing was a shiny silver. He looked at the girl and automatically knew that she was a mix-breed, most likely a human x werewolf. He was a full blood werewolf.

[Red]

Glancing back at the door of the French class Kallima rolled her eyes and turned back to the guy. It had taken her a while to pick up all the different scents of the vampires and werewolves but now she could tell he was a full wolf. Nice. "Unfortunately, yeah.. I hate failing and that class.." she pointed towards the classroom. "Is killing me. So I guess I'm actually trying." Trying but failing was what the actual thing.

Standing there Kallima studied the other as she noticed that she didn't know his name. "I'm Kallima."

[manda]

James listened as she talked. "Yeah, that's why I don't go." He continued to lean against the wall and look at her. "I'm James, but you can call me Jay if you want." He bit at his lip a bit and looked around. He didn't usually hold conversations for long. Hmm, maybe he could get her to have some fun with him. He was thinking about pulling a prank on the French teacher. "So, are you a good girl or are you bad?" Her answer to this question would determine weather or not he would ask her to help him with the prank.

[Red]

At his reply about not going to the class, she could fully understand his reasoning. If she didn't have such a hating for failing she'd be skipping to. Of course, once she got the grade to a C she'd think about joining him on skipping the insane class. Kallima had never known a James, or anyone that went by Jay. Finally a different name to put with a face. At the question Jay asked her, Kallima raised a brow at him before letting a hurt glare fall upon her expressions. "Do I look like a good girl to you?" Arms crossed as she stood there, glaring at Jay. It wasn't till a few seconds later did she let a sly smile fall to her lips. Yes she was kidding about being upset about his question.

[manda]

Jay smirked at her response. "So, you wanna help me with a prank?" He had all the supplies for the prank in his locker. He even had a way to make sure they wouldn't get caught. He waited for her response and pulled his hood up over his hair more. He put his hands in the pockets of his skinny jeans and waited for her response. He would have fun with this prank and it would get everyone out of French for a while.

[Red]

A prank? He wanted to pull a prank? "What's your idea?" Pranks are always fun and there was always a risk of getting caught, making it all the more fun. Kallima was hoping it had to do with the French teacher, classroom or something to do with that wretched class. Shifting her weight hazel eyes watched him fix his hood then waited for him to explain further on this prank plan.

[manda]

Jay smirked when she asked him what his idea was. "Follow me." He said this as he began to walk toward his locker. He put in his combination and opened his locker to reveal an assortment of spray paint cans and silly string. There was also a paintball gun and many different colors of paintballs. It also contained two sets of black clothing and ski masks. The last thing in there was a box of tools for a little dismantaling. "So, you in?"

[Red]

Following after Jay towards his locker, Kallima leaned against the lockers next to his, watching him turn the lock to put in the certain combination to get it to open. When it opened, she pushed away from the lockers to gaze inside at all the spray paint, paintball guns, and silly string. She just stared at all the stuff and the black outfits. Oh this was intense! "I'm so in." There was no way she was going to miss out on this. If they got suspended or expelled, it would be so worth it.

[manda]

Jay smirked when she said that she was in. He handed her an outfit of black clothing and a ski mask. "Here, put this on so that they won't recognize you. This would be the ultimate prank. He got his clothes out and shut the locker. He walked into the bathroom and changed before he walked out and stood near his locker.

[Red]

When he handed her the clothes, she inspected them and couldn't help but think that they didn't have any class or held any stylish flare. She wasn't a big fan of plain clothing but it was needed. She'd live with the clothing but the ski mask might kill her and her hair. Taking the clothes she looked back at him. "Alright but you can have the clothes back afterwards.. they're so not my style." With an outgoing wink she fled to the bathroom to change.

Coming out a few minutes later, the halls were already clear of the students and the teachers. The classes had ended near sunset so everyone got out quickly. Returning to Jay's locker she spotted him. She didn't have her mask on yet as she wanted as long as possible to stay out of it. Walking up she leaned against the lockers, watching him. "Back."