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"Oh, definitely a new topic," Blaine said darkly. "She just likes to torture us. I'm sure that's the only reason she became a teacher."
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“Probably,” Jane muttered grimly. “That, or she wants the whole of the teenage population to smell like mothballs like her classroom does.”
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"Probably both," Blaine agreed, nodding.
6 tries later and his locker still wouldn't open he banged his head against the locker, "Why. Won't. You. Open!"
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Blaine and Jane passed Brendon on their way to the classroom, and Blaine noticed him having trouble with his locker.
"Want some help?" she offered, making her way over.
Brendon nodded and sighed, "Yeah. My locker won't open and I've tried anything."
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"Here, just let me–" Blaine banged on the locker with her fist and it swung open, "–do this."
Brendon looked at the locker door, "Is that all it took! Are you serious!?"
He sighed before putting his stuff away. He pulled out what he needed for his next class, "Thanks Blaine."
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Blaine laughed.
"Lockers just like me," she joked with a shrug. "And it was no problem. You excited for later?"
Brendon nodded smiling, "Yeah! What class are you going to?"
Jane stood to the side, silently shipping it.
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"Jane and I are headed to History. You?" Blaine asked.
"I have history too," Brendon said. He was asking more out of curtesy and seem a little less like a stalker, "Mind if I walk with you guys?"
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Of course Blaine knew that Brendon had class with them. She just… forgot for the moment.
"Sure," she agreed, nodding. "You okay with that, Jane?"
“Yeah,” Jane nodded, coming out of her reverie. “Yeah, of course.”
Nessa wandered to her First period class, Bio, just what she needed to wake her up, long scientific names.
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"I suppose we should get going, now. Before we're late for class. The Evil Queen of History wouldn't like that at all," Blaine admitted, grimacing.
Brendon scowled, "No she wouldn't. Let's go guys."
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Blaine walked between Jane and Brendon. She playfully bumped Brendon's hip with her own, shooting him a quick smile.
Jane squealed internally. Yasssss gurl, flirt! her expression, however, remained neutral as she said, “Nice weather today, huh?”
Brendon smiled back as his face started turning red. Still not used to this, nope. Could he handle this? He hoped to God he could. Brendon nodded, "Yeah. Real nice."
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"It's raining again, Jane," Blaine stated, raising an eyebrow at her.
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(I WAS ONE SECOND, ONE SECOND TOO LATE. Gah.)
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“Yep. Gorgeous,” Jane grinned.