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Jealous? Rude? He scoffed, turning the opposite direction and walking off. Dylan wasn't sure where he was going.
Quinn watched Calypso and Dylan march off. She shook her head and stepped on her skateboard, following after him.
"Hey, Dylan. . ." Quinn sighed once she made it to him, picking up her skateboard. She blew a strand of wavy blond hair out of her face.
(I love writing beef like this)
Calypso kept her fists clenched as she stalked across campus, headed for her dorm so she could put her guitar away before her next class.
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Dylan glared at Quinn. "What?! Are you here to tell me that you like [f word] Damian too?!"
Quinn frowned at Dylan's tone. She sighed and tried to stifle a laugh. "Never met Damian in my life. . . but you don't seem to like him at all."
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"Really? I don't like him? You think?!" He said sarcastically. Dylan focused ahead, glaring at seemingly nothing.
Quinn walked faster, trying to keep up with Dylan's long strides. "Okay, okay. That was a stupid comment from me. But, c'mon, Calypso likes him. . . there's plenty of other girls."
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He stopped in his tracks, turning to face Quinn. "Why are we talking about my love life suddenly?! I thought we were hating Damian!" Dylan exclaimed.
(oh my, poor Dylan)
Quinn held up her hands in surrender. "We are hating Damian. . . I think. But, you took that a bit to far with Calypso."
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(I think I forgot to mention this earlier but Dylan has some anger issues…)
(no kidding XD)
( I think we can tell now xD )
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He threw his hands in the air defensively. "I did nothing to her! I just asked if she liked Damian, and she stormed off! I kept my hatred to myself."
Quinn sighed and glanced to the right as she thought. "I guess you didn't say. . . all the hatred you have for him. But, why do you hate him so much!"
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"I-" Dylan cut off. Why do I hate him so much? I haven't even met the guy. "I…don't know."
Quinn tilted her head to the side and raised a brow. "It's 'cause you like Calypso. . . right?
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He glared at her. "No I-" Dylan thought about it. Do I like her? I…I guess I do… He sighed. "I don't know. Maybe?"
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(this is a really awkward conversation considering that Dylan likes Quinn too)
( haha, I bet )
Quinn crossed her arms over her chest and grinned. "Well, obviously. No one would scream about another boy like that if they didn't like someone."
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Dylan looked at her like she was crazy. "What? That doesn't make sense."
"You were yelling about how she liked Damian." She explained. "You didn't say that she shouldn't like him. . . but you were kind of implying that."
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He opened his mouth to respond before realizing that he had nothing to say. Dylan sighed again. "I never even realized that I liked her….I need a break." He rubbed his head, turning away and skating down the sidewalk.
"Okay, have fun." Quinn waved at him and stepped on her skateboard, skating towards the further edge of the park.
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Dylan scrunched up his nose, deciding to head back to his dorm. Stupid emotions. My parents were wrong…it's better to hide everything so you don't do something stupid.
Calypso sat down on her bed, clenching her fists in frustration. Why was she so mad? Stupid Dylan.
Quinn checked her watch. There was at least another hour until her next class, so she decided to head back towards her dorm room.
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He suddenly remembered that he had the same class as the girls next. Maybe I can skip it. It's the first day, I won't miss much…
Once Quinn reached her dorm room, she set her skateboard down against a wall. She furrowed her brow in confusion when she heard some singing coming from one of the rooms. [Must be my new dorm buddy. . .] She thought, stepping towards the sound.
