You've got a fire inside but your heart is cold

Dariela was so tired because of al classes.
To be honest, she was even thinking about the idea to escape for boring lectures, but then again, that would ruin her reputation of the perfect student.
Even if most of the people sees her just like the spoiled brat, the girl who is only happy when her head is filled with dope or alcohol, she was actually really smart.
So there she was, almost sleeping during the lectures but she really gave her best to stay awake. That will count, right?

She was more than happy when it was finally time for the lunch. She was hungry as hell.
Dariela was almost running through the hall full of students in hope that she would find the free seat.
She was late, so there was already a lot of students sitting and talking about whatever was on their mind at the moment.

Slytherin table was full. There were people also talking, but they did that with elegance. They weren't that loud like the people on others tables.
If she wants to compare them, people from Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Gryffindor tables were like commoners, but Slytherins were like an elite.

She finally found one free seat next to Cronis.
Dariela wasn't sure what she thinks about him at all. Maybe they were friends, or maybe not. They spoke a couple of times and she didn't notice if he hates her.
So she sat next to him.

"Hi" she smiled politely and grab the apple that was on the table.

@Cronis Yaxley

Cronis hadn't had much of an appetite that morning. He wasn't sure exactly why but when he'd gone down to the Great Hall for breakfast, the smell of the food hadn't been appetizing at all. Skipping breakfast wasn't his thing, though, so he sucked it up and sat down with the rest of his house.

The only thing he'd found even remotely good had been toast. With some butter. That was it. Maybe he was getting sick. It was entirely probable at this point, because he'd been feeling pretty crappy the past few days and hadn't really wanted to do much of anything.

Maybe he was just bored, though.

Cronis had just taken a bite of the toast that had been sitting on his plate and was setting it down when he felt someone next to him. The boy heard the greeting from his housemate and nodded in return as he chewed. "Morning." he answered, after finally swallowing.

He scooted over a bit, to give Dariela more space to sit. "Up to anything besides classes today?" he asked, his expression seeming uninterested but his tone of voice contradicting it.

Dariela wasn't even hungry.
She didn't know if she was sick or just bored, but she had no interest in eating. To be more precisely, she had no interest in anything.
She just wanted to stay in bed and sleep for all day but that wasn't possible. The bad thing about living in the school during the school year was the fact that you can't just pretend that you are sick. They would send you to hospital wing and once when they realize that you are faking, you would need to go to classes again. And probably get detention.

So even if she didn't want that she found herself walking to the Great hall and once when she take her seat she looked at the table full of food.

"I'm not sure." She looked at Cronis and almost smiled. She wasn't sure if he really wanted to know or not, but Dariela was that kind of person who will just speak without even thinking if other person wants to listen to her.

"I was planning to skip some classes and go outside or do whatever rather than listen to lectures. What about you?" She took some cereals and started eating them.