why do you have to go and make things so complicated ((open))

Adam was in the mall's food court slowly eating an Auntie Anne's pretzel staring down at the math textbook trying awfully hard to do his homework/ He didn't get why Mr. Cullen had to go and make things so complicated by assigning all of his classes difficult problems to solve. Sighing, he started to tap the table with his pencil like Britney Spears in the "...Baby One More Time" music video.

Damien was walking into the food court with his Starbucks complaining about how he owned vinyl records before it was cool. Rolling his eyes, he walked up to Adam and asked, "Did you get your sweater from a thrift shop? It's totally deck. Do you know which label it is from?" He could recognize that the sweater was from some obscure brand; Damien needed clothing from more obscure brands in his closet, and it wouldn't hurt to ask a student from his school.

Hearing Damien, Adam jumped in his seat and dropped his pencil. He looked up to see Damien wearing a beanie and hipster glasses. "Wh-wh-what the hell, Damien?" asked Adam quietly looking at the sweater he was wearing.

"Like, seriously, did you? It could totally go well with cordiform glasses, he responded taking a sip of his Starbucks, "I drank Starbucks BEFORE it was cool as well." Damien had to prove how elitist he was by saying something like that along with a word one would know of by looking in an online dictionary.

"What d-d-does that mean? I didn't ask you about coffee, I'm just trying to do my math homework," Adam shyly responded awfully confused about the fact that the principal of his very own school is a fucking hipster. Of course, it was to have been expected considering how Damien had once played Neutral Milk Hotel over the school's intercom.

Jezebel was sitting at a table in the food court snorting some sugar packets since it was the closest to coke for a mall. Noticing Damien and Adam, she walked to them and said, "Hey, Mr. Girlfriend Left You and someone irrelevant. I don't know what da fuck you guys are talking about, but yo asses are fuckin' wack."

Hearing a familiar voice, Damien rolled his eyes and fixed his glasses. "At least I didn't waste my potential by doing drugs instead. I also listened to Nirvana BEFORE it was cool. Ugh."

Thomas literally popped out of nowhere because janitors are amazingly spontaneous like that. He was sort of bored, and noticing Damien was also there, he decided to approach him. He put on the most pissed off looking face he could, and went over and greeted Damien in his dullest voice.

Frustrated, Adam covered his ears and began explaining to them over and over again that he's only trying to do his math homework only to see the school's janitor nearby. Oh boy, he thought fearing about what could happen.

Melissa was at the mall pushing Arya in her stroller with Arya facing her. She got to the food court to only see Adam, Jezebel, Damien and Thomas; going towards them, Melissa began looking at them wondering what the hell was going on fixing her royal blue cardigan in the process after noticing it being crooked.

Thomas could hear Melissa's footsteps approaching behind him, and turned his head to face her, his facial expression not brightening or changing. Eventually, he noticed the baby that was with Melissa, and considered asking her who's it was. He knew she had a brother or some sort of sibling, but he wasn't aware of her having sister or brother that young.

She had thought that everyone at her school knew by now that she had bore a child, but Melissa was wondering wether or not Thomas was going to ask her whose child it was. "So you uh know, this is my child," Melissa said to him considering how she only has two siblings that are both teens.

"Oh..." Thomas felt dumb not having known what he now realized was common knowledge, but quickly defended himself with one of his typical responses, "I don't actually give a fuck, you know that right?"

Melissa nodded looking up noticing how different he acts when he wasn't the drunkard he was at the haunted house. Looking down on Arya, she grabbed a toy sitting in the diaper bag on the lower tier of the stroller to entertain the daughter since she was doing some errands, which was finding rare vinyls for Ophelia at good prices.

Just getting off of work for his lunch break, Keith decided to grab something quick at the food court before he got back to work. However, he had not been expecting to see the people from the recent haunted house encounter and, upon seeing them, he became unsure what to do.

Richard walked out of the record store to only see Melissa, Keith, his boss, a student, a student from years past, and Thomas. Walking up to them, he began to wonder what was going on due to the awkward situation going on and broke the ice, "I once went to an abandoned duck warehouse."

"What da fuck? Ain't you da one who set a bee on fiyah during class one time or was dat anotha teacha?" asked Jezebel seeing Richard with signs of a hangover from the coke she had snorted the previous night as she grabbed a sugar packet from the table, ripped it open, poured it on the table and began snorting it with a straw.

Keith was kind of weirded out by the sudden conversation. "Uh...so, uh...." he was at a loss for words, noticing a blonde girl snorting sugar off of a table. He noticed there was a connection of some sort between her and Richard, and assumed she was just another one of his students.

Melissa rose an eyebrow seeing Jezebel snort sugar off of the table. "You do realize that you'd get maggots in your nostrils, right? Like, have you even heard about the story in the news of the consequences of snorting Smarties?" she questioned Jezebel finally noticing Richard and blushed.

"Considering how that occurred five or six years ago, I'm pretty sure it was Mr. Williams who set a bee on fire during class since I know it happened when I was planning future lessons, and Mrs. Allen was just a student teacher," answered Richard quickly looking at Melissa.

Thomas soon got disinterested with the conversation and lit himself a cigarette, smoking it regardless of what indoor smoking rules the mall might have had. His eyes eventually drifted to Jezebel, and he angrily noticed her snorting packets of sugar off the table. "What the fuck? What the actual fuck. Oh my fucking god. Why the fuck would you do that? That is literally so fucking stupid stop being such a child just go buy some fucking coke Jesus Christ what the fuck is the point in snorting sugar? Fucking bye." he ranted briefly, and then walked away from the small group.

Dropping her jaw at the sight of a lit cigarette by her own daughter, Melissa's maternal instincts got to her and quickly put the cigarette out with a few drops from her water bottle. She sighed and said, "That was awfully random. I think I prefer his behavior when he's drunk."

Evangeline walked out of the nail salon with Lindsey clutching her Versace bag talking about the people over at Chicago Prime and how they aren't Redforest material. Her standards were awfully high which is why she is BFFs with Lindsey. Noticing people from Chicago Prime at the food court, Evangeline ran towards them wondering what was going on.

He got out his iPhone and began taking HQ pictures of the sugar covered table and began typing a ton of hashtags to describe it; he also began to chant to himself about how he donated to Haiti before the disaster because he is of course the most elite of them all. Damien rolled his eyes hearing Thomas' brief rant over someone snorting sugar.

Agreeing with Melissa, Richard nodded as he got out his phone out to see a miss call from his dad hoping that it was sent to voice mail. He looked around to see one of Lindsey's friends and rolled his eyes hoping that Lindsey wasn't around.