forum One on One with @Starry

Started April 25, 2019 by @CWPoofToxicRush

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In school would be easiest. Also lets have them in all the same classes, to make it easier.

((I gotcha))

Micheal had gotten to class early, sitting in the front row. He fidgeted slightly with his sweater, humming softly to himself. He was exhausted. He had stayed out late last night again. He had been running with friends, playing drums-or at least whatever random things he was able to pull together on the spot- and painting on the walls and being stupid and managing to escape the police. But of course, he was in strictly school mode. He groaned, putting his head down. "Why does school have to be so early?"

Skye was already sitting in the back of the classroom. He looked to be asleep, wrapped up in his jacket and hood, but he wasn't, he was waiting for the teacher to arrive while dozing, letting his mind ponder the early morning chase he'd had. When the teacher finally did come in he was immediately at attention, ready to get stuff done.

((It's fine my dude. Sorry this is kinda short but I need to go do something real quick.))

Micheal sat up, blinking rapidly. He pinched himself, trying to wake up more. "Good Morning, ma'am." He said, smiling politely and trying to not look as dead as he felt inside.

Skye watched as the teacher made the introductions to the next unit. Geography is boring.. he thought. But at least it's safe… the hunters can't risk coming in here without raising suspicion. He sighed, setting to work on the next note, answering most of the questions with ease, refraining from using his abilities to mind read the teacher.

Micheal just sat quietly, taking note throughout the lesson and occasionally answering questions. It was only two or three, but he got excited when he got them right.

Skye kept up like that, knowing he'd get high marks for enthusiasm. When the bell rang he instantly headed for the next class, math. Once there he took his seat and got his things out, watching the other students curiously.

Micheal jumped when the bell rang, wishing the teacher a good day and running to his next class. Great, math. He thought, dropping into his assigned seat. I am way to dead inside to deal with this. Someone kill me. He forced on a smile, playing with his pencil.

Skye glanced over at another kid sitting near him. He had clearly heard the other's thoughts, though it had been unintentional. Sighing he set to work on the series of complicated equations on the board, as their teacher had instructed. But he kept a close eye on the other near him.

He scribbled down the problems, honestly trying his best. I am a dumbass~ Math is a biiiiiiitch~. He smiled softly at himself, scratching out his attempts at the work.

((My actually internal monologue during math))

(Mine goes something like, *I hate this. Math is dumb. How does this even make sense????? Confusion WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY MUST I DO THIS AND HOW WILL IT HELP ME IRL??????????????)

Skye sighed, setting to work occasionally getting stuck and skipping a problem. He notice the other kid was struggling, but knew he couldn't do anything about it.

((Skye is officially on my list of fictional adopted children))

Micheal shook his head, clearing his head. Okay, okay, come on, this should be basic at this point… He thought, getting a bit more frustrated. Fuck, why can't there be a spell to make math easy? Wait. Wait, is there? I'm gonna have to check the book…

Skye had to resist looking up to stare at him. Spell??? Is he like me?? he thought, confused. Finally the teacher started taking up problems, and Skye tried his best to follow along, but he was a bit preoccpied with focusing a bit more on the other's surface thoughts.

Micheal sighed, scribbling down the correct work and answers. Gods fucking damn it- He took a deep breath. Okay, okay, just gotta be a little less stupid…

Skye refocused until the end of class, then the lunch bell rang. Skye sighed, packing up his stuff, then heading out to the cafeteria, hoping to find a quiet spot to take a nap, knowing he had no food or cash on him.

Micheal smiled, humming to himself as he walked to his locker to change out his books and grab his lunch. He headed outside to eat on the bleachers because, well, it was a nice day out for once. And it wasn't as loud as the cafeteria.

Skye resisted the urge to over his sensitive ears as the noise in th cafeteria only got louder. Soon he was heading outside to escape it. Soon he was flopping in the grass near some other kid, his dark skin isible as he finally closed his violet eyes and tried to sleep.

Micheal was eating his sandwich, leafing through the most recent novel he picked up. Heh. Sandwich for the witch.

Skye's stomach growled as he smelled food, but he only opened his eyes when he heard that one kid's thought's again. For some reason this guy was one of the few he couldn't block out very easily.

Micheal smiled, biting back a laugh at a really bad joke in the book. And by "biting back", I mean he was an absolute disaster who was giggling madly behind his hand.

Skye sighed, sitting up. "What's got you riled up?" he asked the other.

He blushed slightly, calming down enough to showing him the page, pointing out the exact line. "I'm sorry, it's really, really dumb…"

Skye read it, and lay back snickering. "That is dumb!" He said, laughing.

He nodded, breaking into a fresh round of giggles. "I know." He said, trying very hard to not embarrass himself in front of this guy.

((I just kinda imagined the scene in the novel being some sort of drunken conversation that is as follows:

"Hey science peeps why are drummers so hot?"
"The bang bang makes us want to bang bang."
"Thank you science peep."
"Guys sober the hell up we have to save the world."

My mind is strange and I apologize.))

Skye laughed. "Hey, uhm.. you're the same kid in my first and second period classes right?" He said, suddenly noticing hiw cute he was.

((I know. I might use that…))

He nodded, calming down enough to catch his breath. "My name's Micheal."

"Skye" he said, ignoring how good the other's food smelt.