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Libra smiled as Ran handed back her sketchbook. She put the sketchbook on the desk and picked up her pencil, lightly tapping the pencil on the table. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a boy with white hair come in and walk over to their direction. Libra immediately dropped her pencil and a weird expression came over her face.
Brett blinked, holding a hand to his mouth. Running it down his face, he nodded. 'That's totally realistic.' Brett told himself sarcastically. "If you're sure." Mumbling he pulled his hand away from his face. "Shall we continue on to… where were we going?" He asked, trying to remember where they were headed to. "I apparently have a short attention span."
He wasn't lying, most the time his mind wandered. Especially when he was tired, or stressed out. Though right now, it was just pure short attention span. He pulled on his sleeves, tugging them down.
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"Hey- Libra, what's wrong?" Ran asked, noticing the boy, but didn't say a word about him. Well, at least not until she rethought her decision. Maybe it had something to do with the boy. "Does it have something to do with the white-haired boy?" Come to think of it, white hair is a little bit odd, she thought to herself.
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Libra sighed and closed her eyes while rubbing her temples. “Yes, it has everything to do with the white-haired boy. I’m afraid this won’t turn out with a happy ending.”
She got to her feet as quickly as possible when the boy approached her. She grabbed the sketchbook and pointed it at the boy. “Stay away from me, demon. I have a sketchbook and I’m not afraid to use it!”
The boy looked at Libra and then at the sketchbook. A frown appeared on his face, but then it was replaced by a eerie smile. “Is that so? Well, I have a match and a gallon of gasoline, and I’m not afraid to use it.”
Libra narrowed her eyes at the boy and growled, silently contemplating if she should just attack the boy already. She slowly approached the boy and sighed. “I get it, you hate me, but that doesn’t mean you have to threaten me.”
“Of course it does. I’ve been looking forward to seeing your body burn. I’ve been waiting for the day that someone puts a bullet through your head.” The boy said with a slight annoyed tone as he crossed his arms.
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"Demon?" Ran's forehead wrinkled up with confusion. "What do you mean? Also, if you dare hurt my fren, I'll- I'll-" she trailed off, trying to think of something that sounded remotely threatening. "I'll- I'll push you off a cliff!" Ran came up with, though she knew it was pretty lame. Besides that, there had been such a long pause that she could tell that both of them knew she wouldn't actually follow through with her threat.
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The boy laughed coldly and looked down at Ran. “And I’ll turn you into a toad. And who might you be? One of Libra’s stupid and idiotic friends? Seriously Libra, since when have you started hanging out with such lame people?”
“Leave her alone, she has nothing to do with this.”
“She threatened me. And it isn’t even a good threat. She has everything to do with this.”
Libra sighed and threw the sketchbook at the boy’s head. The boy growled threw the sketchbook back at Libra and walked away.
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Pollux passed his tickets over the counter and asked for a Minecraft creeper plush. He took it and turned to Michael as he checked the time.
"Alright, you ready to head back?"
Michael nodded "I am what about you?" his eyes in the light seemed normal and his smile showed how he felt, truly happy for once
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"Of course. We've got class soon enough," Pollux replied.
His affect was fairly flat, but for him, he seemed happy enough. Besides, Michael was content at least. That was nice to see.
Brett blinked, holding a hand to his mouth. Running it down his face, he nodded. 'That's totally realistic.' Brett told himself sarcastically. "If you're sure." Mumbling he pulled his hand away from his face. "Shall we continue on to… where were we going?" He asked, trying to remember where they were headed to. "I apparently have a short attention span."
He wasn't lying, most the time his mind wandered. Especially when he was tired, or stressed out. Though right now, it was just pure short attention span. He pulled on his sleeves, tugging them down.
(Oop. I knew I was forgetting something)
Ezra put a thinking hand on his chin and tilted his head slightly. He had been so startled by that "broomstick" that he pretty much forgot everything. "Umm… I don't know where we were going… sorry." Ezra mentally facepalmed at his forgetfulness and felt an odd sinking feeling in his stomach. Like he was doing something wrong, perhaps driving Brett away. As he thought about how much he would hate for something like that to happen, a visible panic rose into his eyes; however, he tried his best to remain calm.
"Umm, maybe preparing to go to classes?" He had tried his best to fork an answer from his brain and that was the best he had gotten. His eyes flicked side-to-side, looking at his surroundings quickly before moving on to the next thing.
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"Of course. We've got class soon enough," Pollux replied.
His affect was fairly flat, but for him, he seemed happy enough. Besides, Michael was content at least. That was nice to see.
As they went through the doors of the arcade Michael slipped his hood up with a sigh although his feelings hadn't sunk he just didn't like the sun light, It always made his eyes burn "Why did Helios have to make the sun so bright"
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Pollux shrugged.
"It's still technically summer, but it should die down some soon enough."
He was a little too distracted to really think of an answer, but either way, he quite liked the sunshine and the heat, so he couldn't just agree with the complaint.
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Michael shrugged then looked to Pollux "Light sensitive eyes remember?" he tapped under his grey-blue eyes then grabbed his keys from his pocket again and started messing with them
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"Get yourself some sunglasses," Pollux suggested, kind of joking, "I don't know how much it would actually do for you in this case, but you'd at least look cool, probably."
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Mickey laughed at the comment and put his keys back in his pocket. "Maybe I should but who knows" He shrugged then knelt down as he felt his shoe lace hit his ankle and retied it then continued to walk with his friend
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Pollux kept walking, but paused briefly when his friend stopped to toe his shoe and waited for him.
“So what class do you have this morning?” he asked.
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The boy laughed coldly and looked down at Ran. “And I’ll turn you into a toad. And who might you be? One of Libra’s stupid and idiotic friends? Seriously Libra, since when have you started hanging out with such lame people?”
“Leave her alone, she has nothing to do with this.”
“She threatened me. And it isn’t even a good threat. She has everything to do with this.”
Libra sighed and threw the sketchbook at the boy’s head. The boy growled threw the sketchbook back at Libra and walked away.
"And who are you?" Ran shouted after the boy, very much confused. She almost wanted to move back to Canada, where she'd been born and raised nearly her entire life. She found that the schools were generally just a bit nicer, the people less… annoying, and likely to hurt you, but then again that was just in her experience. She hadn't actually been inside the school she was about to attend, so she couldn't quite judge this one yet. But the white haired boy… he was trouble. She would have to resolve to stay as far away from as possible, there was a high chance that she could get hurt from him.
Ezra put a thinking hand on his chin and tilted his head slightly. He had been so startled by that "broomstick" that he pretty much forgot everything. "Umm… I don't know where we were going… sorry." Ezra mentally facepalmed at his forgetfulness and felt an odd sinking feeling in his stomach. Like he was doing something wrong, perhaps driving Brett away. As he thought about how much he would hate for something like that to happen, a visible panic rose into his eyes; however, he tried his best to remain calm.
"Umm, maybe preparing to go to classes?" He had tried his best to fork an answer from his brain and that was the best he had gotten. His eyes flicked side-to-side, looking at his surroundings quickly before moving on to the next thing.
"That's really alright Ezra, I forget things all the time." Brett laughed, putting a hand on the younger man's shoulder. He was trying to calm him down, because he seemed a little rattled. "That sounds about right, so let's get back to going there."
He was probably failing at trying to calm the other boy down, but he was going to stay optimistic. "You lead, and I'll follow my friend." He directed, a smile on his relaxed face. Most days, Brett chose to be as calm and laid back as he could, other days he was high strung and easily annoyed. Lucky for Ezra, it was a chill-back kinda day. If it happened to be anything else, he probably would be running to class 5 minutes later.
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Pollux kept walking, but paused briefly when his friend stopped to toe his shoe and waited for him.
“So what class do you have this morning?” he asked.
Michael looked at Pollux "I have Math an Coding classes today tomorrow I have Digital Art and another coding class since that is my major" his canines caught on the back of his lips and made him whimper SWEET MOTHER OF HADES! that hurt. furrowing his brown he lightly tapped where his teeth had made contact
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Pollux noticed his flinch in pain. Must’ve bitten himself again on accident.
“I’ve got anatomy this morning. Should be easy enough.”
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Michael nodded and was about to say something as his stomach growled "Ah man I forgot breakfast in my rush out the door…welp i'll eat later" as he shoved his hand into his pocket he felt a note but he didn't get it out, not now at least
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"Ah, here," Pollux said, reaching into his backpack's pocket.
He pulled out a granola bar and held it out to Michael, not looking his way.
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Michael shook his head "No thanks I'll be fine but thanks for the offer" his lips curling into a smile when he thought of his family
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“Alright, if you insist,” Pollux replied, shoving the food back into his bag.
He kept walking, keeping mostly silent as the campus appeared in his line of sight as he turned the corner.
