Floor 2 Hallway (Ari)

[Phoenix Phillips]

y = xcosx
dy/dx = -xsinx + cosx
dy = (-xsinx + cosx)dx

With a wide smile, Phoenix roughly shut his Calculus book, his homework page stuck in the middle. Operation Homework: Complete! He jumped up out of his chair and hurried over to the window... YES! It was still beautiful outside! Thursday was definitely the BEST day of the week, and March was the BEST month! Actually, Phoenix thought every day was the best day and every month was the best month, but since today was a Thursday in March, today Thursdays and March were the best in his mind.

Thinking it was time to head outside for a bit of fun-having and possible harmless mischief-making, Phoenix slipped his jacket on. Then he grabbed his iPhone - stocked full of music - and plugged an earphone into his left ear, leaving the right to dangle down. After all, if he had both ears plugged he might miss something else that was going on and that would be an absolute tragedy. He put his music on shuffle, and immediately began singing and dancing along as he made his way out into the hallway.

"I see you drivin' 'round town with the girl I love, and I'm like, FORGET YOU! Oo, Oo, OOO!"

He shut the door tightly behind him and hurriedly locked the door.

"I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough, and I'm like, FORGET YOU! And forget her, too!"

Phoenix danced around in the hallway, making his way imperceptibly towards the stairs as he went.

"I said, if I was richa, I'd still be witcha! Ain't that some shhh... Ain't that some shhh?"

Suddenly, there was a person in front of him and Phoenix almost toppled over with momentum at his sudden halt.

"Do I know you? I thought I knew everyone that lived on the second floor. You do live on the second floor, right? I mean, if course you do, why else would you BE on the second floor? But how could you live on the second floor if I don't know you? Well, anyways! I'm Phoenix Phineas Phillips! You call call me Phoenix, or FeeFee, or Phineas, or Finny, or Phil, or Phillips, or... You know, you can really call me anything you want and I'll answer to it as long as I know it's me you're talking to, so you probably want to tell me if you want to call me something totally weird..."

Suddenly his eyes went wide. "Oh, I'm so rude! I do that sometimes... I'm sorry, I'll shut up so you can talk!" And with that, he clamped both hands over his mouth to keep quiet. Even with his mouth covered, though, it was easy to see the joyous expression that his wide smile left on his face.

[Ariana Simone]

Rifling through her sketch pad, Ariana grinned widely as she found the design she was looking for. It had been a while, but she had been designing an awesome outfit for her friend Isaac while she'd been away in New York. Isaac was the only boy she knew that could share her passion for costumes and design in general. He was someone she could count on to understand her love of fabrics, which was why she was eager to go show him this sketch now that she was back. Flipping through the fabric samples, she smiled to herself as she grabbed her purse, stuffing the pad into the bohemian style bag before slinging it over her shoulder. 

She paused for a moment, looking down at her watch. It was a pretty awesome wrist watch, one that showed the date as well as the time. Very handy for a girl who regularly fell back into the timestream. Checking to make sure the date was correct, she nodded her head in satisfaction. Yup, still March 31st, last day of the month. Grinning, she opened the door, walking out into the hallway as she headed towards her friend's room. It wasn't long until she heard the singing, quite enthusiastic if a bit off-key at points. She wasn't a big fan of Ceelo, but that song was damn catchy. Ariana hummed to it under her breath as she walked, ignorant of the coming boy as she searched through her purse for her chap stick. It wasn't until they nearly crashed that she looked up and came face to face with pure, unadulterated energy. 

The guy that now stood in front of her was at least a couple inches taller than her, which was not really surprising in the least, since she herself was rather short. His black hair was rather messy, but still pretty cool, and those eyes just twinkled with good-natured mischief. When he opened his mouth, it was like an explosion of words went off in the hallway. Ariana smiled as he babbled, raising her brow in speculation. Did he even breathe through that whole spiel? She rathe doubted it. 

Ariana smiled as he finally drew breath and introduced himself. Anyone else probably would have been put back by his apparent exuberance, but Ari could deal with many different kinds of people, hyper ones included. She extended a hand, flipping her brunette hair over her shoulder in a well practiced toss. "I don't think we've met, though I've been away for six months, so maybe we've seen each other and just never noticed?" She tilted her head, musing quietly. "I've lived on the second floor since I got here. Awesome place, huh?" She smiled widely. "Nice to meet you, Phoenix. Mind if I call you Puppy?" It started with a 'p' and be sounded like a puppy, maybe a collie or golden retriever. "I'm Ariana Simone."

She was admittedly bemused by his silly behavior. "So, what brought you down this way?" She asked curiously as she looked at her new puppy-like friend. 

[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[Phoenix Phillips]

The way that Ariana smiled at Phoenix could be a good thing or a bad thing depending on how you looked at it. It was definitely good for him, because it showed him that she didn't mind him being who he was. The downside was that, well, he had no reason to try to tone down who he was. The way that she seemed to enjoy his exuberance was encouraging to him. So, as he released one hand from his mouth in order to shake her outstretched hand, he also let his other hand slip back down to his side. When he did shake her hand, it was with the same enthusiasm with which he did everything else, though he consciously made note not to shake too hard that he could practically rip her shoulder out of socket - he had learned that lesson quite some time ago.

"Well, welcome to the second floor! You're right, it's a wicked awesome place! Most rockin' floor in all of Hammel, you know! It's got... well... me, duh, obviously I'm wicked cool, and you, obviously you're wicked cool! Have you met my roommates Ashley and Robbie and Jared? Oh, you would just love them to death, I just know it! You're really gonna love it here, it's so awesome."

Phoenix stopped shaking her hand, but before he let go of it he turned it just a bit, pulling it a bit closer to him so that he could admire the watch. "Wow, that's pretty..." he mumbled, just barely audible. It was simply one of those momentary thoughts that slipped through his mind, and thus his lips, before he finally let go of her hand and continued on with the conversation, the watch forgotten even more quickly than it had been noticed.

It was then that his grin grew even wider. "Most certainly, you can call me Puppy! That's probably the most seriously awesome nickname that anyone has ever come up with on the spot!" He pointed slyly at her. "Oh, you, Ariana Simone! I like you. I can tell. You're a good egg! And smart! You hardly know me and you've already got me figured out! You're right, I am basically a puppy!... I'm so much of a puppy, that my -ahem- special talent just so happens to be talking to dogs. Well, most canines, I suppose, but it's awfully dangerous to get close enough to a wolf or something, so mostly I just talk to domesticated dogs."

With an exaggerated, gentlemanly flourish, he proffered her an arm. "Might I escort you somewhere whilst you tell me about where you've been for the last six months? Or perhaps I can just help you become reacquainted with campus? I wasn't headed anywhere in particular. Just out to enjoy the beautiful afternoon!"