Markus halfheartedly wrote down the answers to the questions, but
found his thoughts wandering elsewhere. To help himself
concentrate, he softly started to sing "I Write Sins not
Tragedies".
Silvie yawned, tired of class already. She heard a faint noise
around her and soon looked at Markus, his one earbud in and his
lips moving to the lyrics. From watching his lips and the faint
tone, she made out that it was 'Panic! At The Disco' he was
listening to. Pulling a piece of paper out of her notebook, she
began to write, I chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard
of closing the goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these
kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality..
Giggling, she folded it up and passed it up to Markus, tapping on
his shoulder before dropping it onto his lap.
Unfolding the piece of paper, Mark chuckled and got out a pen to
write the follow up lyrics. "I chime in, Haven't you people ever
heard of closing the goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face
these kinds of things, With a sense of..
He passed the paper back to her, and gave a big goofy smiled.
Reading the piece of paper she smiled and giggled softly. I love
that song. I grew up listening to it. She wrote on the paper.
Folding it back up, she passed it back too him, continuing to her
drawing afterwards. She began to darken the features on her
drawing, darker hair with a little bit of stubbles on the chin of
her drawing. Looking at the clock, she sighed.
Still drawing, she didn't realize when the note was placed on her
desk for her. Looking up, she blushed as she soon noticed her
drawing looked a lot like Markus. Crumbling it up, she pushed it to
the side and read the note. Miss Jackson are Nicotine are tied
for my favorites. They just really connect to me, yanno? she
read over her response before passing it back.
I can't believe I forgot about Nicotine! It's pretty addicting
if you know what I mean." he wrote, passing it back before
noticing the crumpled note. He picked it up and smoothed the paper
before looking at it. "Your a great artist you know that?" he
whispered, slightly smiling.
Silvie blushed and began to hide her face. Pulling the note to her
lap, she read it with her forehead on the desk. Hahaha yeah it
is. And thanks.. She slid the note over her desk to his hand,
softly touching it before pulling away. She got easily embarrassed
with simple things like her art and touching someone's hand on
accident.
Feeling the contact he blushed and pulled his hand away quickly, a
familiar laugh echoing in his head. I'm acting like an
idiot! "I dare you to sing Nicotine in front of the class." he
softly blurted out, his blush darkening.
"Pfft, no way!" She whispered to him, blushing as she looked at
him. She giggled and smirked, "You're blushing so hard right now,"
she giggled at him quietly.
(Everyone else is asleep and here we are RPing still lmfao)
He smirked, "Fine, if you won't do it." With that he smiled at her
and stood up in front of the class. Clearing his throat he hummed
the introduction to the song and started singing, his foot tapping
to the tune. "Cross my heart and hope to die, burn my lungs and
curse my eyes. I've lost control and I don't want it back.."
Her eyes lit up, shocked that he actually began to sing. Silvie's
face reddened real fast, as she soon began saying the words quietly
along with him. "I'm going numb, I've been hijacked, it's a f***ing
drag..." she looked down at her hands, then up at him and smiled
slightly.
Robin: //his eyes widened in shock and disappointment. he held her
close to his chest and stood there silently trying not to make
things worse. Then an idea popped into his head. He decided to move
his hand slowly to one of her ears and rubbed it gently between is
thumb and his index and middle fingers.
"Yeah your worse than nicotine." he sang happily looking at Silvia.
He had to admit he was having fun, and didn't really care if he got
in trouble. With that he stood on his desk, and did his best Elvis
impression, wiggling his eyebrows.