Thread: [[Distine x Dysy]]

Brittany was definitely different from Iris--where Iris preferred to ignore everyone by retreating to her own world of music, Brittany was doing her best to talk to, well, just about everyone without being caught. She looked at a sheet of paper in front of her, unfolding it and looking down the text, giggling as she read it. It was from yet another boy that was... well, interested. Brittany usually tried to at least go out on a single date with the boys that liked her, but she hadn't found very many of them too interesting. As much as she fit the cheerleader stereotype, she didn't find tall, muscular and handsome all that interesting for some reason. She tried, definitely, and she even tried going all the way with one of the boys, but that experience was just unpleasant and icky. Brittany just drew a single loopy heart onto the note and folded it back, handing it to one of her friends to the left of her to pass it along. Brittany soon noticed a single girl paying very little attention, dressed in a red hoodie soon being confronted by the teacher. Brittany joined the class in a chorus of oooohs as Iris was singled out, giving a little giggle as the teacher walked off. No harm intended, of course, but a student being called on by a teacher was always a good reason to laugh. Right? Brittany hardly knew Iris, the girl in the hoodie. If you asked Brittany for Iris' name, she would've guessed something that started with an I, at least. Irelly, maybe? But she wouldn't have made the leap to Iris, except for a lucky guess. And why would she have? They were hardly ran in the same social circles. Brittany was 6' 1 to Iris' couple inches over five. Her clothes were... well... they fit well. She was in a pink tank top and denim shorts at the moment, her long, toned legs on display, her milky legs stretched out beneath her. The color of her black bra was apparent underneath her pink top, and that hugged her chest well. Her chest, which was rather well-endowed, was constantly the object of admiration for many male students. She definitely filled out her bra rather well. Her entire body was in fact well toned from countless hours spent practicing cheerleading, and even more outside of that time in the gym. So what did she have in common with Iris? Not so much. So it was a little surprising to Brittany when Iris approached her to discuss their newly assigned project, seeing as Brittany was paying just about as little attention as Iris was to the class going on. Oh! Um, hi! Brittany said in a chipper voice, using a hand to brush her rather long blonde hair back behind her shoulder. I mean, hi Iris! Brittany amended, using the new girl's name, just to get familiar with it. I'm sorry, I didn't really hear what the teach said we needed to do for the project, Brittany said, wrinkling her lips as she fiddled with her hair, But I can help with whatever if you tell me what we need to do, Brittany added quickly. She knew Iris was smart, even if she didn't really know her well. At least... she seemed like it. Brittany wasn't even trying to put off the work onto Iris, she just figured they'd get a better grade if Iris was the one leading the way.