Piper looked at the apple she held in her hand with a crinkled nose. She grudgingly took a bite, chewing slowly as she watched everyone one in the lunch room speaking loudly, throwing things at each other, and eating their lunch. Piper looked at the apple which only had half eaten. She threw it out and walked to the outside benches. She sat down and took out her book, curling up and burying her nose into it, getting lost in a world of fantasy and adventure.


(Sorry that I haven't made this role play before this! I was a bit busy and it slipped my mind.)

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Scott sat under a tree, he had never liked to eat inside, too many people there. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure walking towards him, not again. "You're not real..." He mumbled as they sat beside him. They didn't speak, just sat there. He could barely even make out the person... "I'm leaving, don't follow me." He hated his schizophrenia, it always got in the way, people called him crazy, he talked to himself. It then disappeared. He sighed, walking along the pathway.

Piper noticed a boy walking, but she stayed there, curled up in a ball, reading. A purple and blue figure sitting on her shoulders, glaring at the book. She tried to brush it off, but it kept coming back. She sighed and decided to ignore it. It was such a pain to have it around all the time.

He continued to walk, ignoring any sights, sometimes he couldn't tell what was real. Suddenly, he heard a soft buzzing, a bee? It wasn't exactly the time of the year for bees, but he didn't take the chance, bees kind of scared him. He waved his hands wildly around his head, trying to swat whatever bee was around. Not feeling or seeing anything, he started realizing that it wasn't real and frowned to himself, "******it!" He hissed.

Piper glanced up, seeing the boy waving at nothing around his head. She frowned slightly and got up after saving her page. She cautiously approached him. "Uh. Are you okay?" She said softly, being a bit nervous to meet someone new. She glanced at her shoulder where the form of Anorexia Nervosa sat and she rubbed her shoulder, trying to get rid of it.

Scott breathed heavily, his eyes darting about, he began to mumble to himself, "Where is it? I didn't imagine it! I don't want to imagine it." After a small moment of freaking out, Scott's eyes focused on Piper and he whispered, "Are you real, please tell me you're real?" He had a hopeful look in his eye, noone who was real talked to him. Noticing her rub her shoulder, he stared at it, "What are you doing?"

She gave him a weird look. "Of course I'm real! And I was just trying to um... Get a piece of lint off my shoulder." She said, looking down as she lied about what was one her shoulder. "Um. But are you okay? You seemed to be freaking out a bit."

"No! I'm fine! I'm not freaking out, I'm normal." Scott stared at her with panic, he finally talked to someone, he didn't want her to know he was abnormal. Behind her, a humanish figure appeared, "Not again..." He whispered. He saw and heard things too often.

Her gave softened a bit. "I'm Piper. I like books, listening to music, and my dog Boo." She said sticking her hand out for him to shake. She decided to ignore his whispering and his small outburst.

He breathed in deeply and diverted his eyes from the figure behind her, pushing it out of his mind. Scott took her hand and shook it, "I'm Scott, I like playing the guitar and writing stories... I guess, you're dog is cute. I have a dog at my mum's house. Can I stroke him?"