Gallagher Acadamy: A school for spies

[km7dragon]

((Cool, I'll use Glade. Who would you like to start?))

[Lake]

(( Sure! I may be slow, though. My computer screen is being split in two because I have the movie Twilight going on one side and WI on the other. x] ))

Braylin growled quietly to herself, fumbling with the lock to her dorm. She sighed, and finally resolved to leave the door unlocked. Afterall, who was going to enter a spy campus, after all? She stuffed her smaller books into her plaid, over-the-shoulder bag, and made a slow attempt of walking down the hall.

[km7dragon]

Glade yawned, her Nightmare Before Christmas bag slung over her shoulder, as she walked down the hall. She brushed her hair from her eyes, smirking. Those kids thought she couldn't jump off a building but she could, so they had to pay her fifty dollars She rummaged through her bag, pulling out a bright green notebook.

[Lake]

Making her way down the long, winding staircase of the girls' building, Bray found herself thinking about how a thick, flakey chicken pot-pie would so hit the spot. She sighed, and pushed the thoughts out of head.

[km7dragon]

Glade started running, excited to get a refreshing sprite, she was parched. She arrived at the cafeteria, running to the soda machine. She pulled out a few quarters, pushing them into the slot.

[Robolo101]

(*May I jump in?*)

[km7dragon]

((If Lake doesn't mind. ))

[Robolo101]

(*Gotta go *)

[km7dragon]

((Okay, bye!))

[Lake]

(( Sorry I left. ))

Braylin pushed the open heavy wood door, and entered the school's lunch room. She approached the usual table her friends sat at, and plopped down at the last chair. She wasn't in the mood for anything else other than her pot-pie, which most likely wasn't on the menu.