The Chipped Cup

Christopher (Chip) Potts - Year One - 15 - Diorama House

[emmyoverland-deactivated2015112]

She felt like her heart might burst. He liked her too. And she’d been the one to ask him. Was she actually awake? Maybe she was just sleeping and the sandman had just been rather kind. She was shy, however she had a newfound confidence now that sheknew he liked her too. She looked up at him blushing before biting her lip. “Does that mean…I uhm…will you be….uhm…my…boyfriend?” she trailed off until she was just squeaking.

[christopher-potts-disigny]

Chip couldn’t stop smiling. This was amazing, it wasn’t at all what he was expecting... and it was just so much better. Nodding at the question several times, Chip laughed. “Mhm. Totally.” He said quickly, his own face red as a tomato, but he didn’t even care. He was just so happy.

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She nodded and looked away shyly “I do.” she told him quietly. She couldn’t believe she’d had the confidence to speak to him about this…this was crazy. She’d never have been able to do this before coming to this school. 

[christopher-potts-disigny]

Chip’s smile widened until it was huge. It was him that she liked, not somebody else. “I like you too.” He admitted softly, swallowing hard. His heart was pounding, and just now had he started wondering whether he was dreaming or if it was actually happening.

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She nodded and hopped to her feet. “Do you want me to carry anything?” she asked him, if he was being kind and staying the night with her then she’d like to help him on his way back. She knew she was being a dumb little girl but she knew people could fly. She was no stranger to shadows and nightmares.

[christopher-potts-disigny]

Chip shook his head a little bit, smiling. “It’s fine, don’t worry about it.” Really all he had to do was putt he few things on top of the pajama pants and then carry them like that. He didn’t really need help with it, though he appreciated the offer. “Come on. We should get back before curfew in case someone comes around to check that everyone’s inside.”

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She glanced at him and bit her lip. “Oh.” she mumbled then she smiled to herself before looking up at him “Really?” she asked before giving him a shy look. She wasn’t sure if she’d survive asking him out per say but she could indicate she meant him at least. “Someone like me likes…likes you very much.”

[christopher-potts-disigny]

Chip met her eyes again finally, a little smile forming on his lips as he nodded. He still wasn’t sure... the smile and the questions were contradictory in his mind. “Really?” He asked with wide eyes, looking into hers hopefully. If she didn’t mean herself he’d be extremely disappointed... he didn’t know what he’d do.

[jacefrosty-blog]

“This is like my sixth piece of pizza, but whatever.”

[christopher-potts-disigny]

“I didn’t think you could eat that much food.”

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She nodded and followed him in curiously. She hadn’t actually ever been in anyone else’s room before. It was amazing how much they were the same as hers, but also so different. This was the room of two boys. and it showed for some reason. Strange how things made it all different feeling. She looked at him before nodding and sitting down on the opposite bed carefully.

[christopher-potts-disigny]

Chip, once he grabbed all the things he needed, put them in a pile and grabbed a stack of sticky notes on his desk to leave on Lumy’s bed. He quickly scribbled down a small explanation of why he would be gone for the night before sticking it onto his pillow, and looking at the brunette sitting on the bed. “All done.”

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“You…I…” she fell silent. She’d been so upset when Babette had made it seem like she’d need help to have any sort of pull with Chip. That Babette had a chance to help her and she’d only achieve if Babette helped because chip had liked her first. She blushed and looked away. “What would you say if I said I like you…?” she asked him nervously.

[christopher-potts-disigny]

Chip’s eyes widened slightly at the question and his face reddened. There were two ways this could go. Either she was asking that because it was him she liked, or she was using him as an example so that she’d be able to tell somebody else. His eyes quickly flicked away, afraid of what she was going to say. “I would think that it would be amazing that someone like you likes someone like me.”

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“No.” she blushed “On the note….make sure you put it on the note…” she mumbled “You know…so…so no one takes it the wrong way…” she needed him to stay with her, but if he left a note and didn’t say for sure why…people might talk. She’d managed to stay out of the gossip blog this long…

[christopher-potts-disigny]

Chip, at her little fumbling, smiled a little bit but nodded. “I will make sure Lumiere knows.” He pulled the key out of his pocket and stuck it into the lock, opening it up easily and pulling the door open as well. “I’ll just be a second, you can sit down if you want.” He jogged over to his stuff to grab his toothbrush and toothpaste, as well as the pants he usually wore to bed from under his pillow.

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Emma looked at him shyly. “You…think I should?…But I don’t know…if he even likes me back.” she said to him. She didn’t know if she could actually go through with this. She was just too scared to make things strange.

[christopher-potts-disigny]

Chip nodded a little bit, giving her a small smile. “It’s better he find out from you than from somebody else... And even if they don’t, at least you were honest, right?” He wasn’t going to tell her it wasn’t awkward when someone you liked didn’t like you back. He knew how much that sucked from experience. But hopefully whoever it was liked her back... if he was being honest, he didn’t know how anyone couldn’t like her.

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She followed him closely. She didn’t feel like being alone at that time. She also knew she wasn’t such a fast walker and she might lose sight of him if he were to walk fast. She bit her lip then. “Ehm…okay…but…make it very clear why you’re staying?” she blushed.

[christopher-potts-disigny]

At her question, Chip met her eyes and blinked a little bit. “If me being there helps you feel less scared, I want to help. I can’t just leave you all alone in there when you’re afraid that someone’s out there.” He explained hesitantly, though every word was the truth. 

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“Everyone says I should just tell him…but I don’t know if I could ever.” she admitted. She felt brave enough to talk to him about it as he didn’t know it was him she was speaking about.

[christopher-potts-disigny]

“I say you just... do it. It’s better to know whether they like you or not than to keep waiting.” Chip pointed out, swallowing a little bit. By now, he figured that if it was him that she liked, she wouldn’t be talking to him about it... so it must be someone else.

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“It’s not very nice to have to wear one no.” she agreed. She’d had a friend once that had to wear one. She followed him quickly. She was already in her pyjamas. She’d gotten ready to sleep before noticing the person outside when she went to take one last look outside. 

[christopher-potts-disigny]

“I would assume so...” Chip said thoughtfully, walking through the hall and fingering his pocket to make sure he had his key on him. If not, he wouldn’t be able to get in... but thankfully it was right there. “I should probably leave a note for Lumiere too. He’ll wonder where I am if I don’t.”

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She flinched as he yelled but giggled quietly as he blushed. She always liked it when other people blushed. Made her feel like she wasn’t so easy to embarrass all alone. Other people blushed too. His was cute. “Like…it’s just something for your teeth when you’re asleep.” she answered him before glancing one last tie at the window and nodding “Okay, lead the way?”

[christopher-potts-disigny]

“Sorry.” He said softly when she flinched, nodding slowly at her brief explanation of what a retainer was. “That sounds weird.” And to him, who’d never even had the opportunity even if he needed one (luckily, he didn’t), he wouldn’t have been able to get one anyway. “Sure.” And with that, he stood, starting to head towards the door.

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She’d been talking to herself but he had answered her. She flushed lightly “Oh uhm…okay…”

[christopher-potts-disigny]

“Does that help?” Chip asked hopefully, though he wasn’t sure who she was talking about. He could be completely over-assuming.

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She was about to say that she didn’t want to be left in her room alone when he didn’t know a word. She frowned a fraction wondering what he was confused about then it hit her “A toothbrush?” she asked him “Toothpaste?…a retainer?” she tried wondering if she was close. That was all she could think of for teeth anyway. She then nodded and unfolded her legs from under her and stood. “Please, I don’t want to be left alone.”

[christopher-potts-disigny]

Chip’s face lit up as soon as she said toothpaste. “Yes! Toothpaste!” He muttered to himself, as if trying to engrave it into his mind, before realizing he’d practically shouted the word and shrunk down with a little blush. “What is a retainer?” He asked curiously, trying to get over the awkwardness that was himself. “Come on then, it’s just a couple hallways down. It’s not very far.”

[emmyoverland-deactivated2015112]

“What do you do…how do you know…if you like someone?”

[christopher-potts-disigny]

“I think you just... know, because it’s like... you see them in a different light than you would someone who’s just a friend.”

[emmyoverland-deactivated2015112]

Her mother would never approve of a boy staying in her room but that really didn’t make her want him to leave any more than it wanted her to ask him to stay out of malice. She was too upset to worry over such things or want to spite her mother at the moment. She smiled small before shaking her head.”No she won’t be back, she’s away staying in another house common room for the night.” she told him. Emma and her room mate talked, but they weren’t all that close.

[christopher-potts-disigny]

Chip nodded at her response. “That makes sense then... Do you want to walk quickly back to my room with me then? I have to grab a... oh what’s it called?” He asked, eyes widening as he forgot the word. “I have to grab things for... you know, for teeth. Dentifriste.” He said as if she would know enough French to figure out what he meant. “And sleep clothes.” Which really just meant not jeans and a t shirt, when it was around a girl.