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Post by Celeste on Feb 2, 2011 20:54:43 GMT -5
Emiko looked around. "Do you...have any friends here?"
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Post by kiannatahkary on Feb 2, 2011 20:56:26 GMT -5
"....I thought I did....." He closed his eyes tightly, trying not to cry again.
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Post by Celeste on Feb 2, 2011 20:59:52 GMT -5
She lightly touched his arm, "Well you have one..."
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Post by kiannatahkary on Feb 2, 2011 21:02:01 GMT -5
Jazzy found that very hard to believe so he said nothing.
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Post by Celeste on Feb 2, 2011 21:03:49 GMT -5
At no response, Emiko moved her hand, hugging herself again. "W-we don't have to be friends..." She looked down the bleachers awkwardly and noticed Haro, causing her move her line of sight again.
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Post by kiannatahkary on Feb 2, 2011 21:06:21 GMT -5
"...I'm sorry....I don't believe you..." He said quietly.
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Post by Celeste on Feb 2, 2011 21:08:03 GMT -5
"About what...?" She looked at him. "You having a friend...?"
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Post by kiannatahkary on Feb 2, 2011 21:09:26 GMT -5
Jazzy slightly nodded his head.
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Post by Celeste on Feb 2, 2011 21:10:56 GMT -5
Emiko held her breath, afraid of how he'd react then finally she said, "I'll be your friend..."
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Post by kiannatahkary on Feb 2, 2011 21:15:12 GMT -5
Jazzy was afraid to trust her. One; because she was a girl and, two; because Yoshi had just hurt him not long ago. He looked at her.
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Post by Celeste on Feb 2, 2011 21:17:35 GMT -5
She was just watching him with her soft, green eyes. She looked uncomfortable and a little pale, probably not feeling very healthy.
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Post by kiannatahkary on Feb 2, 2011 21:20:16 GMT -5
Jazzy was staring at her. His eyes were watery and red.
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Post by Celeste on Feb 2, 2011 21:22:22 GMT -5
Emiko grabbed his hand, "What's...wrong...?"
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Post by kiannatahkary on Feb 2, 2011 21:24:30 GMT -5
"...it's personal..." He said pulling his hand away. He wasn't use to girls touching him so he wasn't sure how to react.
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Post by Celeste on Feb 2, 2011 21:26:19 GMT -5
She hugged herself again, nodding. "Alright..."
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Post by kiannatahkary on Feb 2, 2011 21:29:13 GMT -5
There was a moment of silence before Jazzy sat up, placeing his mouse back in his pocket and pet it with his finger. "....are you okay...?" he asked trying to make conversation with her.
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Post by Celeste on Feb 2, 2011 21:31:54 GMT -5
The mouse lightly nommed his finger.
Emiko nodded, "I got hit in the stomach at lunch so I went to the principal to get a note so I didn't have to participate in P.E..."
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Post by kiannatahkary on Feb 2, 2011 21:42:06 GMT -5
"Why did you get hit?" He asked with a worried tone.
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Post by Celeste on Feb 2, 2011 21:46:00 GMT -5
She simply shrugged, "I don't really know, someone threw something and it hit me..."
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Post by kiannatahkary on Feb 2, 2011 21:48:11 GMT -5
"You going to be okay...?" He was still looking at her.
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Post by Celeste on Feb 2, 2011 21:50:35 GMT -5
"I don't know...I haven't vomitted yet so that's good..." She cracked a smile.
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Post by kiannatahkary on Feb 2, 2011 21:52:55 GMT -5
Jazzy wasn't sure what to say to that so he stayed quiet.
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Post by Celeste on Feb 2, 2011 21:54:55 GMT -5
After a few seconds, Emiko stood quickly. "I may've spoken too soon." She ran down the bleachers and into the bathroom. The teacher blinked as she ran by.
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Post by kiannatahkary on Feb 2, 2011 21:58:11 GMT -5
"....poor girl..." He quietly said as he watched her leave.
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Post by Celeste on Feb 2, 2011 21:59:12 GMT -5
Not long after she came back in and went to talk to the teacher. She tried to hide it the best she could, but anyone could see that she was in tears.
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