GONNA BE THE BIGGEST MONKEY, [kiya]

A naturally outgoing and eager person, she had no reservations about approaching someone, even if she should be a little more careful about that. In the Academy, you could never tell who may have been the enemy. She could befriend a Fire student and regret it later. Situations like that had happened before, but she still didn't learn from them. She didn't learn from much, actually, living purely in the moment could have its hinderances when it came to lessons that should have taught her not to be so eager to throw herself at somebody for the sake of friendship. Sprinkle in her deal with giving everyone she ever met the benefit of the doubt, and she was the gullible kind of person that could get herself in a lot of trouble. All the time. It was just her style.

So she figured that she was off to a good start when the stranger spoke to her and didn't just give her the cold shoulder. That was always the worst, left her feeling jilted. She was like a parasite that fed off the energy of those aroudn her, though when she thought of it that way, it made her sound bad. She wasn't a parasite, she liked to make people happy, not make herself happy. Her smile was bright with the response, taking over her face and not leaving room for much else. ”Fantastico. I like to believe I'm more entertaining than a detention supervisor, so thanks,” she hummed, honestly thrilled but trying not to let it show. She didn't want to betray that she waws kind of a freak about meeting new people and talking with them and this was playing a game. It was the equivalent of giving the Cookie Monster cookies, her and her games. Not so much of an addiction and it didn't prove to be too much of a problem.

As she shuffled the cards, her dexterity shown in the fact she fluidly moved them from hand to hand, she introduced herself as well. ”Nell. I'm college, and you know, I've been thinking that detnetion should be illegal at this point.” She shook her head, though she did not look bothered by the fact that she was trapped in here. She did not let much bother her, especially when she did not have anything planned that day. And she had nothing planned until later, so it worked out fine for her. Thinking of this, she smiled and shrugged. ”Ah well, can't change their minds.” Detention really was a high school deal, though, even though she did not know much about high school herself. She had only gone one year, and that was her entire experience. It was something only Josh—and her father, considering he raised her—knew about. Josh was the only one to know about anything regarding her past save for the one thing that anyone could get their hands on. Her worst kept secret.

As she finished shuffling, she asked. ”So what do you know how to play?” Her repertoire was expansive, she could cater to this stranger—Kiya--who in Nell's mind, was already a friend. It was how she worked, she decided that when she liked a person, they became a part of her family.

Nell could not imagine what it would be like not to make friends easily. It wasn't that people liked her all the time, she didn't expect that from everyone she spoke to. She simply put herself out there, was usually the first to approach someone if she felt like it. There was no real reason behind it, she just liked to talk to people and it had never been any other way, even when she was not supposed to be talking to people. She could never be like her mother, and that was something that should reassure her. There was no way she could ever become like that. "Yeah, it's usually the same faces," Nell agreed with the girl, and then lifted her head up to look at Kiya. "Not that I'm in here often enough to know, I just have a few friends that usually end up getting in trouble." She didn't explain why she was in here right now. Her friends were the ones to inform her what usually goes on and she was the one to pick them up when they asked. She always liked to go out of her way for people, she loved lending a helping hand. She was one prone to random acts of kindness, even for strangers. It went so far as to her giving up anything for another person if they needed it. There was nothing she wouldn't want to do for another person.

Nell smirked as she shuffled the cards, lifting an eyebrow. She always looked like she was sharing a secret joke, because she tended to be smiling most of the time. It was her favorite, she couldn't help it. Add to that her sparkling eyes, and she looked like an imp ready to get into trouble. Though she was proud to say she usually did not end up in detention. "I could play just about anything." There was really no limit to her knowledge when it came to card games, she'd been playing since she was a little girl, and it was something she could rely on for being a constant. [color=95d2e1"But snap sounds good,"

Nell snorted when Kiya did her little dance, and then laughed when she explained why she had been put in detention. "Yeah, who even needs homework?" she said facetiously. She did hers, of course, and not only because she knew Josh would not approve if she didn't. She didn't mind school one bit, not like some of her friends with their gripes. She loved school, and a lot of it stemmed from the fact that it was because she'd never gone before. She never had the chance to be a child and carry around a lunchbox and play on the blacktop. She had been "homeschooled" by her father because she had never been given the opportunity for education. And so she approached the institution with appreciation, excitement about claiming an opportunity that she'd never been given before. Isn't that the way it was supposed to work, appreciating what you never had? "The only reason I do it is so I stay out of detention, but I guess that didn't work, huh." She was sitting here, after all, practically bored out of her mind. Nell didn't get bored often because she was always doing something, but it wasn't like she had anything to do in detention except sleep. And she only slept when she felt it necessary.

Now how was she going to explain this one? She didn't like being dishonest (of course, she lied for this person for their benefit) but she knew it wouldn't sound right to this girl. Welp, she decided that honesty would be the best policy. "I took the rap for a Fire student who start a fight with me," Nell said, shrugging. She didn't want it to sound like she was being a hero or anything, because that's not what she was trying for. So, with an extra dose of sarcasm, she said, "I'm a big fan of martyrdom." And she guessed she actually was. Why else would she do these things when other people might not even care about it? "Good thing I don't have anything to do right after school. Any of your plans get interrupted?" It really sucked, because Nell remembered before when she got detention with Poppy and she had to visit her father afterward. Luckily, her father was feeling better now that he was being treated for the parasite he had. Nell was phenomenally happy that it hadn't turned out to be cancer. Maybe she should have learned her lesson from him and be more liberal about doctor visits, but for one, her immune system was great. For another, she just never learned her lesson, not even from the time she got the flu because she didn't want to accept that she was sick.

Nell lifted her arms up in what could best be described as a gesture of huzzah. Or maybe watching The Holy Grail one too many times had her thinking in Arthurian terms. ”Rebellion of the students!” she said, looking over when she noted that her voice had been bordering on outdoor volume. For a moment, she had forgotten she was trapped in this prison called detention. She could deal because it was not actually a tiny space. Though she would like to get up and move around. Staying in one place for too long a time made her antsy, unless she was concentrating hard on something like a test or a paper. She was not like an overexcited child who needed to burn off energy. ...Okay, she was, but she knew how to behave herself unlike a lot of children who needed to be reared. ”You are like my soul sister,” Nell said, shaking her head. ”Homework just seems so unimportant when there is food to eat or shows to watch.” She always tried her best not to procrastinate, though, because when she did there was always the nagging at the back of her head forcing her to go back and work on whatever it was she'd abandoned. It certainly helped with her studies, alongside with the fact that she was an attentive person.

Even though it may have just been an aside comment, not as meaningful to the speaker as it was to her, Nell flashed a bright smile at the girl. She always got this tightness in her gut when people were nice to her, like it was so foreign and wonderful and she couldn't help that she wanted to lift her shoulders and grin like an idiot as she squealed. Luckily, her reactions were a little less emotional than that. ”I guess. I mean, I would have done it anyway. It would have turned into something much bigger had I ratted.” Then other people would get involved and the Fire would have marked her as an enemy and that was just all too much. Nell didn't want to make enemies, she hated the idea of hating anyone or anyone hating her. It happened, though, she couldn't love anyone without the flipside of hate, though she did not do it fully. It was impossible for her to actually hate someone without any other emotions worming in. Rafael came the closest, however, because he had possibly no redeeming qualities. He was simply lucky she was a pacifist, otherwise their relationship would have made a turn for the worse long ago. ”Don't the teachers understand that we have jobs?” Nell said, shaking her head. ”I'm in college, there should be no detention, but I guess I gotta live with it.” She certainly was not one to complain because she wanted to get by as easily as possible. ”So where do you work?” Maybe it was somewhere that Nell went a lot, and that would have been funny considering she'd never seen the girl before.