Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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Link walked across the university campus with his rucksack hung over his right shoulder for a change. He was on his way to a study group for one of his science classes that was currently kicking his ass, which was rare. He was usually on the ball with anything academic - especially maths. He was finding this particular topic in his chemistry class quite difficult so he was actually being proactive and seeking help for a change. He would normally take his time and eventually figure it out but this time his head wasn't co-operating. Lincoln pushed open the door to the library and headed inside, taking a quick glance around to see if he could see where he was supposed sit. As he moved around a corner, he spotted a few people sat at a table and walked over to the table, asking one of them if it was the study group. Upon confirmation, he grabbed his books from his bag before dumping it on the floor and pulling out a chair to sit down.
Jaana wondered if it was her newness or her ability to just talk to people. She managed to have met a few people so far, mainly people that seemed to mesh well with her. The popular crowd hadn't found her yet, so she felt a bit safe. She had heard stories of those that were the crowd - and it made her stomach turn. There wasn't a reason she should be afraid of them, but it was probably the thoughts of her egg donor.
She stayed behind today, letting her uncle know what she was doing. Classes had been going well so far - and Jaana was doing better in English. Her other subjects were fine. If anything, study group was something that allowed her to be social outside of work. Meet people you could say.
After grabbing some more supplies- Jaana made her to the library and found a group of familiar faces. She walked over and smiled. "There room for one more?" She asked politely. LINCOLN HARVEY BRECKAH
Lincoln pulled out his books onto his side of the table and grabbed a pen, flipping open his notepad ready to take notes. He glanced up as the designated teacher came over, telling the group he'd be at the next table if anybody had any questions. He gave a short nod then bent his head over his book to read what he needed to. He fiddled with the pen in his hand while his other rubbed the back of his neck absentmindedly. His mind was just not into it today. "There room for one more?" His head snapped up at the sound of the voice and his eyes landed on the source. "Yeah, go for it" He half smiled politely, gesturing towards the empty chair.
16 - smart ass - hyperactive - high school - single
The guy was polite enough, not that it really bothered her if he wasn’t. Jaana wasn’t the type of person to be bothered by anyone else’s personality type. She learned long ago it was never her fault. Her hands gently slip off the messenger-type bag she was carrying and placed it on the table.
Jaana sat and began opening her bag. “May I ask what you’re working on?” If it was the same subject, it would be even better. Or maybe it was something she was decently knowledgeable in, that they could exchange knowledge. That seemed to be a thing that people did. Jaana had witnessed it a few times. Unfortunately, she was never the giver of information. But she hoped that would change.
Link’s eyes moved back to the paper in front of him and went back to fiddling with his pen as he tried to decipher one of the questions he was currently struggling with. “May I ask what you’re working on?” He glanced up again at the girl who’d joined his table. Uh chemistry. . how about you?” He asked, glancing towards her books. It was study group after all, if he knew anything about what she was studying he would help if he could.
Jaana gave a small frown but it was gone as fast as it appeared. “Ah, I don’t know know how helpful I can be in that,” she laughed. “If it was geometry or some kind of physics, maybe?” Fashion helped with geometry and dance helped with physics.
“I’m currently working on English. It’s not my best subject.” Janna couldn’t help but feel a bit defeated sometimes when it came to it. She liked to read, but the translations were often harder for her to understand. “We’re reading Sense and Sensibility. I’ve never read it before.”
“Ah, I don’t know know how helpful I can be in that, If it was geometry or some kind of physics, maybe?” He glanced back down at the work in front of him and shrugged. ”No worries. . Yeah I’m alright at physics and geometry, thanks though.” He said, looking back up to the girl. “I’m currently working on English. It’s not my best subject.” He smiled ”I’m alright at English. . maybe I can help.” He offered. “We’re reading Sense and Sensibility. I’ve never read it before.” His confidence faded at the sound of the name. ”Ah. .nevermind, I haven’t read it either, sorry.” He said with a small smile.
16 - smart ass - hyperactive - high school - single
"I guess we are two left feet then, yeah?" She didn't know if that was the correct time to use that saying, but no one had told her otherwise. It meant someone was often confused, right? "To be honest, English isn't my first language, so for some of the books in class I haven't read the English translation" Jaana continued, grabbing a pen from a small pouch. She opened her notebook, her notes neatly written in her native language, with English here and there. "My name is Jaana, by the way. I realize I never introduced myself!"
