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fairyaverybell:

Avery rested his head on the desk. He was already planning on the quickest way to get back to his bed. “I’ve already skipped three classes this week. Why not make it four?” He yawned. The temptation of skipped was so high. “But I can’t afford to miss this one. The teacher is strict on roll call.” He was too tired to even move. “You’re going to have to carry me.”

“You’ve skipped three classes? How do you even get away with this? Please teach me your ways, I am so sick of Remedial Goodness 101.” The fact that someone had managed to get away with that was flat out impressive to Alex. “Okay, I carry you to class - you teach me how to ditch class around here?”

#avery #avery1 #ab #ab1

voodooqueen-felix:

Felix looked up from her journal when she heard a voice in front of her. “A pen?” She repeated, before going to leaf through her bag. “I think I’ve got an extra. What happen? You loan yours to somebody and they never give it back?”

“Yes please!” He answered, with a nod bouncing a bit on his heels. “Not quite, no. Although that does seem like a likely situation doesn’t it? But I promise to return this at the end of this next class.”

#felix #felix1 #ff #ff1

aarxnliddell:

“No…?” Aaron lied. In all his years with the school system, a borrowed pen never gets returned.

“That is something I relate to,” he joked with a grin. “Do you reckon I can trick the teacher into thinking I have a pen?”

#aaron1 #aaron #al1 #al

Alex realized with a sinking feeling that he didn’t have any pens, having lost his only one the previous day. And of course, it was just his luck that his first teacher was the type to bite your head off for not being prepared. “Hey!” He grinned approaching the first person he saw. “Do you have a pen I could borrow?”

#disneydstarter #(well this is substantially lame but hi)

fairyaverybell:

The sudden voice woke up Avery from the tiny nap he slipped into. “Uh, coffee, nah. I never liked the taste of it. Energy drinks and sodas have too much sugar for me. Black tea is the only thing that is middle ground for me. Or I could just skip the drink and pass out right now.”

He nodded with a slight hum, “Fair enough points. If you pass out right now, you’ll miss class. Which I was told mattered here.” The last syllabel was slightly higher than the rest, as if he was questioning the knowledge that he possessed. “Though if it doesn’t, that’s pretty rad.”

#avery #avery1 #ab #ab1

fairyaverybell-blog

Avery sat at the table resting his heavy head on his hand. “Three hours of sleep. I only got three hours of sleep last night. There is no possible way for me to function until I get some black tea.”

alexnikkos-blog

Alex looked up from where he was sitting and leaned in slightly. “Okay that’s sad, but why specifically black tea? Why not coffee or an energy drink or a soda?”

#avery #avery1 #ab #ab1 #(hello)

kingofatlantis-pascal:

PJ smiled lightly, rubbing at the top of his arm. “Uh, all in different places. Most of them aren’t done by the same artist.” He said said with a proud smile. “I think only two of them were done by the same guy.”

“So you travel a lot then?” He asked with genuine interest lighting up his eyes, he couldn’t imagine a childhood full of travels. “A tattoo for every place you went would be awfully cool.”

#pascal #pascal1 #pt #pt1

headhunterxhendrix-blog

Pascal looked up when he felt eyes on him. Clearing his throat, he brushed a hand through his hair. “Yes my tattoos are real.” He said knowing exactly what the question was.

alexnikkos-blog

Alex grinned, partly embarrassed that he was caught staring, but also glad that the other had answered the unasked question. “They’re beautiful - the artist that did them must be really talented. Where’d you get them done?”