“Macphearson, Macphearson… yes, I remember. It’s nice to finally meet you. How are you doing?” The teacher set down his stacks of papers, extending a hand to Connor.
Pheasant Brook (O/O with Icarus!)
Connor shook the teacher's hand, giving a quick smile. "Ah'm good, thank you." he replied, brushing a lock of red hair out of his face.
“Are you prepared for your final? I know the postage must have taken quite a time, so I understand if you aren’t prepared. If you need, I’m willing to work out a date for you to make it up.” The teacher watched the class out of the corner of his eye, although he still looked like me was maintaining eye contact with Connor.
Connor smiled a little. "Could I try to take it today? An' then if I absolutely flunk it, perhaps take it again? Ah think that ah'm caught up eno', bu'…" he trailed off and shrugged.
“That.. should work, yes. Take a seat, then. I’m about to pass these out.” The teacher beckoned to the stack of test packets, standing up from his desk.
Connor nodded. "Alright. Thank yeh." He said, and sat down in his seat again. He ran a hand through his hair, getting out his pencils and an eraser.
Wilhelm drew himself into his sweater, shivering slightly. He watched the tests get passed out, nervously going over all of what he studied in his head.
Connor reached over and put a hand on Wilhelm's arm. "You're going to do fine." He said with a soft, gentle smile.
Wilhelm jumped at the touch, being dragged out of his own little world. He could feel his face grow warmer as he registered exactly what was happening. “Oh- uh- tha-“
“Tests are out, Sallow! That means no talking!” The teacher barked, still passing out packets.
Wilhelm ducked his head away, only looking back at Connor to mouth a quick “thank you” and smile before turning to the papers in front of him.
Connor smiled back, pulling his hand away and picking up his pencil. He began to work on his test, tapping his lip with the end of the pencil every now and again.
Wilhelm got about 15 questions in before he was suddenly unable to focus. The feeling of Connor’s and on his arm was still lingering- and it sucked. It was teasing him, just reminding Wilhelm that Connor didn’t actually feel the same way- he was just being a good friend, and besides, he wasn’t even single. The German boy groaned, although it looked like he was just stumped by a question.
Connor's eyes flicked to Wilhelm for a moment, then back to his own paper. He was doing pretty well, at least in his own opinion. He thought he was, anyways.
Wilhelm scribbled a few notes onto his paper pertaining to the question, finally able to get over himself for a little while. At this point, he though he was doing well enough to pass, maybe even get comparatively high marks. A few things had clicked in his mind, most of them relating to the test.
Connor kept working. He chewed on the end of his pencil for a moment, then stopped, scribbling down the answer to the question.
(ts to after class, unless you have an idea?)
(yeah sure lol)
The bell chattered away. Wilhelm scrounged together his supplies, standing up and handing the teacher his test as he walked out of the class. He stood by the door, waiting for Connor to come out.
Connor put his stuff away, giving his test to the teacher, and came over to the door to meet up with Wilhelm. "So. Now you abandon me ta the wilds o' the school." He said with a laugh.
“I’m afraid so. Just remember that I put the map in your sketchbook, yeah?” Wilhelm smiled slightly, although he eyed the boys around him with caution.
Connor laughed a little. "Yeah. Ah'll remember. Thanks, by the way. See ya at lunch?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.
Wilhelm rocked from foot to foot. “It’s no problem, and yeah. You remember where we sit, right? If not, just look for the table full of tall assholes.” He nodded as spoke the last bit, head tilted.
(i.. may or may not have an idea concerning Romeo and Connor that involves Romeo being a jealous cunt)
Connor nodded a little bit. "Ah remember." he replied with a soft laugh. "And as for tall assholes…yeah." he looked up at Wilhelm with another little smile.
(Ooh what?)
“Alright, I’ve gotta get going. History wing is a bit of a walk. So long, then?” Wilhelm ruffled Connor’s hair a bit, giving him a slight wave as he walked off, feeding into the crowd.
(it mostly entails Romeo noticing how Wilhelm acts around Connor (and vice versa) and saying a couple choice words concerning that.. i’ve got plans for Claude too, dw)
Connor blushed a little at the ruffle, but waved as Wilhelm walked away. He pulled out the sketchbook to look at the map, a faint smile on his face.
(alright! Sounds fun lol)
(ts to lunch?)
(sure. Want me to do it this time, or would you rather?)
(do you mind doing it?)
(not at all!)
Connor made his way into the lunchroom, his bag still slung on his shoulder. His eyes flicked around the room to try and locate Wilhelm and his friends' table. His red hair was even messier than it had been that morning.
Wilhelm and Romeo were chatting away, Claude nowhere to be seen. The conversation looked tense, both boys’ body language incredibly taut and defensive. Neither was speaking loudly.
Connor hesitated a little, before heading over quietly. He bit his lower lip for a moment, eyes flicking between Romeo and Wilhelm. "Am ah interruptin' somethin'?" he finally asked, slowly.