His Achillies Heel{Open}

[ashton]

His Achilles heel, besides athletics, was math. Ashton was a very bright kid. Now he was an honor student, but math was killing his GPA.....because he was taking geometry...and he was failing...miserably. So here he sat, by himself, in the geometry classroom hoping to figure it out, he had drawn a circle on the blackboard and was now trying to find the proper circumference and radius and all that jazz. He tapped the piece of chalk against his chin. "I hate you....oh so much. Yes, I hate you just as much as I hate swimming." he said out loud. The door was cracked a bit so anyone walking by would have heard him.

He tried working out the problem then roughly kicked his foot against the wall when it didn't turn out to be the right answer. "Damn it!" he yelled very loudly. Oh yes...geometry was evil. Ashton hated it, and the math hated Ashton right back. He was able to get A's and B's in all other classes except for geometry. His average for that class? 25.8 F.

He growled loudly and redid the problem. Failed again. Tried it again possibly using a Pythagorean theorem. That didn't work either. Ashton continued working out the problem over and over till the marks all over the chalk board showed how terrible he was. Ashton threw the chalk down roughly, causing it to snap in two. "I hate you!" he yelled loudly,then pointed to the board. "You for not helping me out!"

He then turned to the geometry book. "And you for containing ungodly evils worthy to be placed in Pandora's Box!" he screamed then roughly threw the book against the black board. "You two deserve each other!" He yelled loudly. He sat down on the edge of the teachers desk. Luckily that classes were over for the day.

[missjazzy]

Eithne had been walking around the academic halls of the building trying to find a place void of people where she could have a smoke and relax. She was pretty sure the academic wing would have the least amount of people in it since classes had been out for a bit. The red-headed irish girl would often try and avoid this area as best as she could. She hated school so much, it was probably one of her least favorite things in the world. She had done a rather successful job of avoiding it in Ireland, but here at the ever so lovely Ridgestone, it was harder to avoid. She was failing most of her classes though due to her lack of history of attending school. It didn't bother her that much, she had all the smarts she needed to survive and that was enough for her.

Eithne pulled a cigarette out of it's hiding place in her bra lighting it up with a lighter that had been hidden along the inside cuff of her jacket. She knew how to hide shit and she wasn't about to lose her brother's lighter. It was all she had to remind her of the IRA member that was now sitting in a jail all the way across the pond. She stopped finally finding the perfect place to stop, right outside the geometry classroom, resting her head against the wall. It was nice and quiet as she took a drag on her cigarette enjoying the peace...that was until a huge bang followed by loud yelling from the room next to her. The noise had caused her to jump and drop her cigarette on the floor. "Well Shit." She growled under her breath stomping out the glowing fag.

She poked her head through the door to see who had been so enraged in the room. She raised an eyebrow noticing that there was no one in the room besides a young person, glaring at a book and the blackboard. "You know yelling at inanimate objects is a sign of insanity." She said walking over to pick up the book, placing it on the teacher's desk besides the boy. "Gross geometry." She muttered looking over at the writings all over the board. Yeah she had barely scrapped by that class with a 70.1, but hey that was passing.