Thread: Extracurricular Activities [Spider-Man -- Sigr & Virginia]

They were even less sporty than she thought. But there was a football field, so they must have had a team. It'd make sense if these guys didn't pay enough attention to know what was going on with it, though. Fencing seems neat. She probably shouldn't do it, though. She'd either stand out or have to fake being average, and while that was going to be her life for at least until the end of the year, Savannah just didn't like the idea of it. She should join something. The decathalon, maybe fencing. Maybe she'd become a cheerleader. While she was entirely flexible, balanced, and precise enough for it, the idea was laughable. Fencing didn't have competitions, which meant more control over her schedule. So it was gonna be that or the... decathlon. Whatever that was. She knew what it meant for sports, so it was probably that, but instead of physical strength it was tests of the mind. That would make these guys the smartest of the smart then, right? That was useful to know. Peter looked disappointed about the schedules, so she tried to reassure him with a casual there's different classes tomorrow, so there's the chance. If she looked past her disdain for the school and social interactions as a whole, Savannah could see that it was probably a good thing to have people she knew in her classes. They'd know the material and the teacher, and be able to provide her with a lot of general information. Even if it would make her life easier and she could almost certainly get away with it Savannah wasn't much for cheating, no matter how useless she thought the whole school thing was. Cheating to overcome would ensure her success, but it wasn't what tests were for. It'd be very different kinds of tests than she was used to, but giving it anything less than her best would have made her father ashamed of her. Ned's comment got an answer of Michelle has biology. She spoke in third person tonelessly, looked up from her book and seemingly ready to engage. I might be late to decathalon though, I'll be in detention. She didn't have it, but she liked to swing by and see what was up. If there was someone there worth paying attention to, she'd be later. If a team required their captain in order to do literally anything, they were sort of a failure, she reasoned, so the decathlon team could train without her for fifteen or twenty minutes. You don't seem like a detention sort, Savannah noted, and Michelle just smiled a little enigmatically, addressing Ned and Peter instead. You can handle a few minutes alone, right? Her tone was so emotionless that it was hard to tell if she thought they could or not. They wouldn't even be alone, they'd be with the entire team and Savannah, who Michelle was very sure had a whole lot going on below the surface. She just didn't care that much. People all got to have their own secrets and whatever. Free anything seemed counter-intuitive to the point of slamming all the kids down in desks and making them all read the same thing at the same time. It would be good though, Savannah could get all her work done and have more time for sleep and nightly activities. Yeah, it's weird. W-huh? She looked shocked, honestly, for a second before she could could compose herself. What's weird? Study hall. What. The. Hell. Savannah looked back up at Peter and Ned and mouthed what looked like 'is she an alien?' and Michelle answered before they could with a lazy no. You looked perplexed when Ned brought it up. Lemme know if you feel like I'm going in the wrong direction with Michelle, we got so little of her I'm just running her in the direction of incredibly perceptive with a dry sense of humor and an appreciation for messing with people feel free to have the bell ring, send them to class, skip to decathlon time, whatever you want. I can google decathalonesque questions or we can just say answered the question.