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Post by Len:) on Oct 7, 2010 22:43:31 GMT -5
He led her back to his home-room.
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Post by Celeste on Oct 7, 2010 22:45:56 GMT -5
She followed quietly, gripping his wrist, reading the book. Seniors giving them even weirder looks then before.
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Post by Len:) on Oct 7, 2010 22:48:51 GMT -5
Once in the homeroom he sat down and began reading again.
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Post by Celeste on Oct 7, 2010 22:52:57 GMT -5
She sat next to him, her leg over his, paying more attention to the book then anything else. She leaned back in her chair and concentrated on the words. "The boy who would be the Pravus. The thought enraged Ignatius further, and he returned his blade to the whetstone, working it slowly, smoothing the edge into a razor. Soon. Once the final paperwork was signed, his hunt would begin. And Vladimir Tod would be made to suffer." She mumbled the words as she read them.
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Post by Len:) on Oct 7, 2010 22:55:32 GMT -5
"Maaturity slaapp." Eremo cracked up
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Post by Celeste on Oct 7, 2010 22:58:21 GMT -5
Heena looked at him. "What?" she asked.
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Post by Len:) on Oct 7, 2010 22:59:33 GMT -5
"...Nothing" he replied, still amused.
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Post by Celeste on Oct 7, 2010 23:00:59 GMT -5
She blinked. "Well okay then." she looked back at the book.
"Heena, stop flirting with Eremo!" Matsuri yelled.
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Post by Len:) on Oct 7, 2010 23:02:44 GMT -5
Eremo's eyes widened. He looked down at his book again as he mumbled "Ooh quack"
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Post by Celeste on Oct 7, 2010 23:03:50 GMT -5
"I will KILL you!" Heena hissed.
Matsuri just started cracking up.
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Post by Len:) on Oct 7, 2010 23:05:29 GMT -5
Eremo was silent.
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Post by Celeste on Oct 7, 2010 23:06:42 GMT -5
A few students gawked at them, whispering among themselves.
Heena growled and looked back at her book, ignoring Matsuri's comments.
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Post by Len:) on Oct 7, 2010 23:11:13 GMT -5
The teacher stood up. "Enough everyone." The bell rang then.
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Post by Celeste on Oct 7, 2010 23:12:11 GMT -5
Heena looked at the schedule she took from Eremo's binder. "Whoa, theater class!?" she looked at him.
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Post by Len:) on Oct 7, 2010 23:15:27 GMT -5
"Yah" he said, not looking at her.
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Post by Celeste on Oct 7, 2010 23:16:48 GMT -5
She blinked, "Cool."
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Post by Len:) on Oct 7, 2010 23:17:45 GMT -5
He just nodded a bit.
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Post by Celeste on Oct 7, 2010 23:19:59 GMT -5
She stood, "You don't wanna be late." She told him, grabbing his wrist and pulling him up.
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Post by Len:) on Oct 7, 2010 23:21:44 GMT -5
"OH QUACK!" he grabbed her wrist and walked quickly to his theater class.
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Post by Celeste on Oct 7, 2010 23:23:16 GMT -5
She followed him, keeping Vladimir Tod tightly in her grip.
As they entered the theater room, the teacher looked at them. "Eremo, who is this?" he asked.
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Post by Len:) on Oct 7, 2010 23:23:58 GMT -5
"My little sister." He quickly answered.
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Post by Celeste on Oct 7, 2010 23:24:58 GMT -5
"Well hello there, Ms. Corpo." The teacher smiled warmly at her.
Heena nearly fell to her knees in laughter again, remembering Eremo's name translation.
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Post by Len:) on Oct 7, 2010 23:27:16 GMT -5
He pulled her up to her feet and sat down. "whats so funny?" he whispered to her.
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Post by Celeste on Oct 7, 2010 23:28:35 GMT -5
She looked at him, tears in her eyes from laughing so hard. "You tell me, bodily waste." she laughed harder.
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Post by Len:) on Oct 7, 2010 23:31:22 GMT -5
"Frik, you speak Italian." He sighed.
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