Dazed at the End of Class [Open]

[sage]

Sage had been going to Mystic Falls High for a while now, after - of course - she'd decided that she wanted the real school experience. Being home schooled for most of your life didnt really give you much to go off of in the form of social school interactions. Of course, being shy like Sage was didnt exactly offer much of that either but still.

At the moment she was sitting in her history class, her elbow poised on her desk, her chin on her palm as she listened to Alaric Saltzman talk about World War 2. Alaric's class was one of her favorites. She enjoyed history for more than a few reasons. Mostly because it was interesting to hear about what happened in days long past. That and Mr. Saltzman made the class interesting. And she had a huge crush on one of the guys in her class, whom she'd been spending a lot of time with lately - since Alaric had told him he couldnt play football unless he pulled his grades up, at which point he asked Sage to help him out.

The bell that signalled the end of class was what shocked her out of her own thoughts. She'd zoned out at the end of class without realizing it, for the first time. Standing up with the rest of her collegues, she hoisted her book bag over her shoulder and gathered up the rest of her things, including her iPhone, which had been on the corner of the desk for the entire class. With a wave, a smile, and a cheery "good-bye" to Mr. Saltzman, she jogged out of the class room and headed out to the parking lot where her yellow Ford Mustang convertible was parked.

Dropping her things into the back seat of her car, she fished her phone out of her pocket and texted her brother, Ezra. She was supposed to go and help him with the shop since aunt Jackie was on a date. Hell had finally frozen over and her aunt had decided she had enough of a life to go out on a date. With a real life guy no less. Steven was a nice guy, very smart. And a university professor to boot. Sage couldnt help but hope that Jackie at least made a solid effort with this one. She'd been trying to set her lonely aunt up with a guy for ages.

Leaning back against the side of her car, she nodded, offering a smile to a few of her classmates who passed by before she looked back at her phone to finish her text.

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STATUS! complete
TAGS! OPEN
OUTFIT! [Here] is what she's wearing, plus blue jeans and black leather, flat heeled boots.
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INSPIRATION! The Killers
OTHER! [Here] is a pic of her car
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LYRICS! Mr. Brightside by The Killers

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