music, or noise? (open)

[Skye]

Skye was once again neglecting her homework with the excuse of her music. Actually...she was halfway working on homework...has to write what she expected for the year-what she wanted to accomplish in English class, or a review of any book she read over the summer. After the teacher explained this was just so she could get to know her students for the year she had a talk with said teacher...Instead she gets to write a song about her...

The pink and black haired girl was in fact jumping around her room with her butterfly shaped guitar strapped to her, very loudly playing it...door wide open for all to enjoy. She was halfway sure she might be bothering someone with the music, which at this point really wasn't music yet, just random guitaring, but she really didn't care. As she jumped up and down on the bed she had one of her friends from school on the phone with her...head set of course. The friend was complaining that the art teacher took away her headphones today because she was listening to them in a class she didn't have to hear lessons in. "Ugh, teachers treat us all like clones..." She stopped jumping and with her best strict teacher voice impression added "Sit up strait take off your head phones!"

"WAIT! YES! JENNA I LOVE YOU!!" She suddenly shouted before jumping one last time on the bed, sitting on the edge by her nightstand as she landed. "Teachers treat us all like clones, sit up strait take off your head phones." She sang to herself while playing a melody she's had written down for a while that never had the right lyrics to go with it.

Now after that little bit suddenly she was actually focusing...It might not be her assignment, but it would still be useful for Hypocrite..."Alrighty my newest muse, my source of inspiration, I'm going to get off this and drop a bowling ball on a cat." She said before hanging up, taking the headset off.

[Rogue]

Rogue sighed as the music started up again. She was not going to rip the paper this time. She was not going to break her pencil this time. She was not going to be startled by the noise this time, causing her... or rather Carol's... powers to inadverdently do something destructive. She was just going to take a deep breath and ignore it.

"WAIT! YES! JENNA I LOVE YOU!!"

Rogue winced and her pencil snapped at her reaction of the sudden outburst of noise from the room near hers. Ok, she'd been nice and patient, but that was the final straw.

Rogue stormed over to the girl's room with a rather annoyed look on her face. "Uh, 'scuse me, Ah don't think we've met yet. Ah'm Rogue, Ah live down the hall. If you could quiet down at all..."

[Skye]

The random guitaring by this point had evolved into a crude form of music...the makings of another of her songs. "Wake up, tired monday mornings suck, it's way too early to catch a bus..." She sang to herself, playing the same melody which apparently would carry out throughout the song. "YES!" She exclaimed as she took the guitar off and began frantically searching around her mess of a room for something, practically diving into a pile of cloths and books.

Cloths were flying in every direction as she heard the voice coming from her door. A scarf had landed on top of her head as she turned to see who came to visit her, it draped over an eye and down her face as she looked at the girl. She loved her look, all gothic and yet still stylish. "Hi! I'm Skye." She said as she went back to her pile of mess. Tossing a jacket into the air reviled what she had been looking for...A notebook covered in rainbow swirls with a pen tucked into the binding.

"Come on in....witness history in the making!" She invited as she flipped through the notebook looking for a fresh page before scribbling down all that she came up with moments earlier.