Spilled Magazines

[Devyn Solway]

"This is not my day." Devyn grumbled out load to herself as she started to walk from the girls dorm and headed for the parking lot. She was supposed to be meeting up with her mother in order to drop some things off back home that she didn't plan on taking with her to her new school. Yes, she still planned on leaving once she graduated from high school. She still felt like it was the best thing to do and still nothing had happened that made her feel differently on the matter. Not that it was anyone fault or she was expecting something to happen.

It was just...she still didn't know what she was doing with her life. Her only two plans was either to move back home and deal with whatever her mother told her to do or go to college for something random to buy more time for her to figure her life out. If she was going to a mutant school she didn't have to worry about paying for anything and would still be 'taken care of' in a way. Right now she was busy carrying an old box full of magazines, comic books, and some of the more adult magazines she still had around her room.

Most of the stuff she had forgotten she even had so figure it was a good idea to send them back home and not in the way for when it came time to move. Only problem was the box was really old and she had put way too many things into it. So it should have came as no surprise when the bottom of the box broke and everything inside the box spilled out onto the grass. "Awww, come on." Devyn groand as she slumped down to the ground and started to work on at least fixing the box enough so she could load her spilled magazines and the like back into it.

[Gemma Dove]

Gemma took another long, drawn out sip of her drink, before pouting and shaking the carton; The straw rattled slightly, but it was evident there was no more liquid left. With a saddened pout of her lips, the female dropped the empty juice carton into a nearby bin. Gemma had been finishing her lunch, and granted although she had a free afternoon from classes, she really needed to work on the next newspaper edition. The newspaper was something she never allowed herself to fall behind on unless she had a good reason, and generally was way ahead of the schedule. With a slight bounce in her step and a fresh smile on her face, the cheerful female headed towards one of the Academy's entrances, passing by another female carrying a box of various magazines. The reporter stopped in her tracks as she heard the sound of something falling to the ground, turning round to watch the female's magazines spill over the ground in a puddle of written media. The girl groaned, slumping to the floor as she attempted to fix up the crumpled box.

"... Need some help?" She spoke up brightly, a warm and cheery smile adorning her glossy lips as she approached the other girl,
kneeling down beside her and beginning to pik up some of the magazines. Gemma recognised the female, having seen her around the Academy on a number of occasions, although she hadn't up until this point spoken to her directly; She'd heard the rumours about her though, about the terrifying mutation she carried. Yet, knowledge of that did little to phase the light hearted female, offering the girl a warm smile. "Devyn, right? I'm Gemma."

[Devyn Solway]

The question of if she needed some help had Devyn turning her head in the direction of the voice. It belonged to a pretty girl, one that Devyn was pretty sure she had seen around as well. Not that she knew anything about her, because Devyn had been working on not paying attention to the things she heard about people around the school. "Yeah, that would be great." Devyn said as she went back to trying to fix the box, deciding that flipping it upside down and using the former top as the bottom was going to be her best bet.

The box was still terrible worn out and clearly was a few years old and abused by the number of different magazines it was made to hold. "And don't worry about some of them being sticky or what have you." Devyn said, making a joke. It was mainly because some of them were those magazines that were used to enjoy the picture of beautiful men and women. She figured the girl would get it; she looked like she would be old enough to get the joke. Plus it was not like any of them were actually sticky.

Dev was honestly surprised when the girl knew her name but well she was one that it was hard to not know her if you had been at the school for a while. "Yup, that’s me. Nice to meet you Gemma." Devyn said as she managed to fold the bottom of the box and then started to gather up magazines and put them in the box. "What brings you out on a day like today?" Devyn asked, making conversation as she adjusted her shades.

[Gemma Dove]

Gemma was pleased that the girl had taken her up on her offer of help, especially as it did look as though without it she was going to struggle. Gemma began to shuffle the magazines, placing each one neatly on a steadily gathering pile on her lap, blinking at Devyn when she made the "sticky" comment, before pursuing her lips, holding one of the more adult pieces aloft between her thumb and forefinger as though it was indeed sticky; She then grimaced, pulling a face and sticking out her tongue, before giggling lightheartedly and adding it to the pile. "What's a little stickiness between acquaintances?" She spoke up, before tilting her head to one side, looking down at one of the magazines. "You have good taste though. She's really pretty." She then picked up another one, quirking a brow. "And he's rather hot." She then smiled at Devyn, tidying up the pile in her lap before placing it carefully in the newly kind of fixed box.

"It's nice to meet you too," She replied brightly. Gemma was one of those souls who firmly believed she was friends with everyone unless they chose not to be friends with her by their actions or attitudes; And she certainly didn't judge others by rumor alone. Hearsay and gossip were, in her view, quite pathetic. The truth was what mattered... As proved here. Devyn seemed to her nothing like the nightmareish creature she'd heard some of the younger students casually mention. At Devyn's question, Gemma shrugged a little. "Nothing much, I just love being out in the sun. I've always been a summer kind of girl," She responded in her usual upbeat tone. "What about you? Carrying these magazines off anywhere interesting?"

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn could not help but to start to laugh when the other girl acted like she was touching something dirty. She might of had quickly assured the girl she was kidding, but it was clear that the other girl had caught onto that from the start. That was good. It would have sucked if the girl had missed that she was kidding and like actually got grossed out or something. Would be a bad first impression when it came to an official meeting. "Right? It will establish our bond sooner and next thing you know we will be the best of friends." Devyn teased. I mean, how could you not end up best friends with someone who you had...well things.

"Heh, thanks. Then again, when do they ever have not sexy people in these kinds of magazines? They would not have very good sales if they didn't." Devyn pointed out. Yes, she had both kinds because she liked herself some males and females. There were just too many things to like about the both of them, that she had a hard time sticking to just one side. It was good to have some help, it made packing things back up all the more easier, and well it just went by faster. Dev was just pleased that the girl was not being all weird about seeing those kinds of magazines; there were some comics mixed in there as well.

"Mind if I ask how you knew I was Dev? Well, stupid question but I was mainly just checking to see if you were friends with anyone I knew or you just know of me from general school life?" Devyn went ahead and asked. She was curious and she honestly didn't mind what method the girl had found out about her. Unless the girl said something like she had been watching her for a long time or something creepy like that. The girl didn't look like a creep however; so things seemed safe enough in that area. For now. "Ah, a daylight person." Devyn said with a slight chuckle. She was a moonlight person so it was always different for her to fully understand how people liked to just be out in the sun.

Then the question was turned on her; whom she should have expected, but it still had her playing with her necklace for a moment. "Well, I plan on transfer out of BA and was sending things home with my mom that I didn't want to have to pack up and take with me." Devyn said as she moved to pick up her box. There was a beep then from a car, which had Devyn looking in the direction for a moment, before looking to the girl. "You might want to run." Devyn said, in a teasing tone, but a small part of her was serious. Her mother did just show up after all, but had not gotten out of the car and Devyn had pretty much frozen in place.