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Kamil "Cam" Fabre 18 Years Old Junior Student Part of Harvest Academy

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「 “What’s wrong with eating there? I work part-time there but I’m not complainin’.” Georgia did not want to spend extra money for food when she can easily get discounted ones. Cam was a logical person, he should understand that. Then again, it’s probably because he is logical that he knows she’s just being cheap… “Fine then, you choose! But nothing too expensive, okay?! And stop skipping breakfast, geez!” 」    

「 Once she showed him the bread bowl and he didn’t hesitate to take one, Georgia admittedly felt a little excited at how he eagerly took one. She’s working hard to improve on her cooking with Laney! By the time she goes back to their hometown, she plans to cook for her dad and show him how much she’s grown and become more womanly. Since Cam was an honest critic, she hoped to get good feed back from him. 」    

「 “Uh huh, a bread bowl! Try it, go on!” Unlike her expectation, Cam didn’t give her feedback but instead questioned her. Slowly, Georgia closed the container, obviously dumbfounded at Cam’s reaction. He could have at least thanked her! Or say it’s good without sounding like a total asshole, ugh!!! 」    

「 “…are you trying to be annoying on purpose or you’re just that insensitive, huh?!” She tried to remain calm, she really did. At first she simply twitched at his implication that she never could have made this by her own. Laney did help her, of course! They always cook together and she gives great pointers. But it doesn’t mean she can’t do amazing things on her own! Here she was trying to be nice to him and this is the kind of treatment she gets? Aww hell no. 」 

「 She turned her head around to the opposite and crossed her arms, too annoyed to face him right now. “Laney did in fact help but she didn’t do all the work! Hmp.” There goes her appetite to eat that other bread bowl. Good thing classes were about to start soon so she can completely ignore him without fail. 」       

     “I wasn’t trying to be anything, Georgia. It’s just a question.” There she goes again jumping to conclusions without event batting an eye. Was it that wrong to ask something so possible? They were both inseparable anyway so the likelihood of his cousin lending a hand on her field of expertise is too high. He never should have asked.

     A long sigh escaped Cam, well aware Georgia would be difficult to handle when she gets like this. The sudden mood change... the guarded body language... yep, he’s used to this, but it doesn’t mean he liked it one bit. “Hey, Gingersnap. Come on. You know it’s not like that.”

     It suited her in a way. She was as brittle as a biscuit, and it was as close as he can to a flower he associates with her. A snapdragon. A flower of of strength. Although in Georgia’s case, she literally just snaps at random. Standing up, Cam moved his desk to sit right beside Georgia so she has less chances of dodging him. He sat right back down and poked her cheek with the bread bowl. 

     “The bread bowl’s delicious. Thank you for sharing it with me.” He answered with another sigh, voice turning more gentle as he prepared to apologize. “And I’m sorry if I offended you. Take it easy, will you? Getting grumpy during the whole period would just make the class more insufferable.”

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sayalittlefreyr:

Frey liked to believe she was a friendly and helpful student. Even if she was one hell of a teacher’s pet and liked getting ahead in class, she doesn’t want to neglect a fellow classmate especially if she’s aware they really needed to pass! One of her classmates in track fits that description and even if he seemed cold, Frey knew deeeeeeeep inside he was grateful for the help. Somewhere pass that seemingly bored expression was a smile waiting to surface!

Or she could be very wrong and she’ll end up being disliked rather than getting a new friend.

Thankfully when she offered her help, Cam accepted. His indifference was still obvious, but he would have just said no if he truly didn’t want to do it. Right before classes, they agreed to meet in the morning for a short run together. 

Workout clothes on, Frey headed out to the dorms before their set meeting time. First impressions mattered and she didn’t want to be late! When she does exit the building, however, Cam was already there.

He didn’t seem like a morning person, and she doesn’t know him well enough to gauge his personality. Now’s the chance to! She encouraged herself as she approached him, an arm waved at him. “Morning! You excited to start?” She runs towards him and gives him a small peace sign. “Did you wait long? I could have sworn my alarm was set correctly…”

That would have been a real bummer if she ended up hearing the wrong time and she was in fact late. But she never makes that kind of mistakes so that couldn’t have been the case! “Anyway– we can start with stretches first! Unless you already did…?”

     It was hard to miss her.

     Not only was both her eyes and hair shaded with a vibrant green, she just had to wear a top that was even brighter. The neon green tank top stood out especially when framed with black clothing. He tried to keep his eyes above chest level, however. Can’t have his jogging partner think he’s a pervert by staring at her chest or her navel.

     “Took you long enough...” He muttered as a waving Frey Valor comes closer, making sure his words were only heard by himself. He can’t reciprocate her energy, especially at this hour, but the least he can do is be polite. “No, I was just early. Morning, too.”

     He does a small wave back followed by a shake of a head to answer her question. “Do we have to? It’s just a short jog anyway.” Or he hoped it was just a short jog. He started doing basic leg stretches that he recalled from their classes, another yawn escaping him in the middle of it. He should be sleeping right now but... he swore to commit to this somehow, so he will. “For how long as we doing this, exactly?”

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downmemorylaney:

⌜ *ﾟ:*:✼✿ – It’s not easy to tell when Laney gets upset. Growing up with an overprotective dad and equally protective friends created a reservation in Laney when it comes to negativity. She’s quite the observant girl, so when she noticed her dad would fuss over just because she could possibly be feeling sad, she decides to tone it down. She has always been a person that radiated with positivity and among her group of friends, she knows she’s the most optimistic one. ⌟

⌜ *ﾟ:*:✼✿ – So when she is having a mood and she’s not exactly at her finest, Laney hardly acts different. Her expressions with others should remain the same, her habits too… She has always been a busybody and if you and her aren’t close, it would be impossible to tell she’s pushing herself just a little too much compared to normal. Lately, her way of coping came in the form of baking. It wouldn’t be strange. Laney Campbell is always in the kitchen. This facade should work… too bad Cam was just as perceptive as Laney. ⌟

⌜ *ﾟ:*:✼✿ – So when she is having a mood and she’s not exactly at her finest, Laney hardly acts different. Her expressions with others should remain the same, her habits too… She has always been a busybody and if you and her aren’t close, it would be impossible to tell she’s pushing herself just a little too much compared to normal. Lately, her way of coping came in the form of baking. It wouldn’t be strange. Laney Campbell is always in the kitchen. This facade should work… Now if only Cam wasn’t as perceptive… ⌟

⌜ *ﾟ:*:✼✿ – “ Oh, hi Cam. Just in time, I was hoping to see you. ” A small lie, but since he’s here, he might as well help. “ Can you get an extra bowl? I need something bigger to mix these ingredients in. I’m making cupcakes~ ” She thought she could easily pass it like any other ordinary day. Even as children Cam helps out both at the cafe and with Laney’s practice sessions in the kitchen. He’s tasted both good and bad attempts she’s had over the years, so them working together in the kitchen wasn’t so strange. But there he goes, asking things he shouldn’t. ⌟

⌜ *ﾟ:*:✼✿ – “ I’m the president of the cooking club, Cam. Of course i’d spent a lot of time here. ” She pouts at him and acts as if he’s the strange one. “ You know I don’t slack off, Cam… i’m fine, don’t worry ♥ Is something troubling you? ” ⌟ 

     What a load of bull. Cam has been around since Laney’s early days of trying to be tough, and if she thought pulling that same old trick will work on him, she was wrong. He still needed her confirmation, but his hunches were often times right. Add in the fact that she’s obviously avoiding the question, and Cam is now convinced she was far from being okay.

     Ignoring her obvious lies, he disregarded her order and crossed his arms in front of Laney, a deep frown on. “And I’m your cousin. I spent a lot of time with you and you’re not convincing anyone in this room, Grace.” That was his uncle’s trump card but it just seemed silly when Cam did it.

     He wrapped his arms around her. Loose it may be, but it was Cam’s attempt to comfort Laney even if she’s trying to dodge his question. This was too embarrassing, and the lack of people here lessened it tremendously but it still made Cam too flustered. “Don’t... don’t make me repeat myself, please. You know what I’m talking about.”

     “Are you okay?” He repeated himself anyway, hold on her tightening. Embarrassment aside, he really did want to be there for her. He just can’t do that when she won’t let him.

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It’s not like he wanted to be noisy, but Ash can’t help himself especially when all the little cold lumps behind him were slowly getting removed. The floral scent from the candles did wonders to help Ash feel totally relaxed and soon enough he was lying back and enjoying the free massage. “You know I can’t keep quiet when you’re like this, Cam.”

Ash laughed it off and tried to clear his mind just enough to let loose some more. The massage won’t mean anything if he was mentally preoccupied. “Mmmm, a little. Could you get the right side more? Near the shoulders.” He carried a lot of heavy items today to help a friend out. Of course, he doesn’t regret helping out his friends but exhaustion unfortunately caught up with him.

“I think I’ll skip the first and second subject tomorrow… I really want to sleep this off and hibernate until late in the morning!” He can’t turn around right now, but now’s the best time to talk about his day and plans for the next day with his best friend. At least he’ll know not to wake him up tomorrow.

     Oh, Cam knew alright. Cam was too aware of how noisy Ash can get. (#nohomo). Still, it wouldn’t hurt to try and ask the impossible from him. Who knows? A miracle might happen and he’ll actually keep it down. “Mm hmm.” He complied to his wishes and massaged him near the shoulders, the stiffness of his muscles growing more and more obvious. Just what has he been doing?

     He continued to give Ash a massage and was willing to keep going at it until he kept that mouth of his open and blabbered about skipping classes. Strike 1.

     “How about you sleep early and wake up on time for class? You’re not cutting classes, Ash.” It was mean of him, but Ash deserved it for even trying to involve him in his lazy antics. He pressed hard on his shoulder, intending for it to sting instead of to relieve him. He looked distracted lately and he won’t have him repeating a grade just because of a spree of laziness. 

     “What’s been going on with you anyway? Why are you even tired?” Cam preferred not being the chatty one, and asking questions usually passed the baton on to Ash. And boy, was he one hell of a chatterbox when he tried. 

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southernbluebelle:

「 After winning not just the group contest at the renaissance faire but the costume contest too, Georgia felt like a true queen during that short escape from the school. Her costume was all thanks to her roommates and if she pushed it a little more, Kurt’s gift– the pendant– was like a good luck charm! Gratitude to both him and Laney were due, plus along with their guardians and other friends, they had a buffet to go to!」

「 That night, Georgia folded her costume neatly and stored it in a small box along with the souvenirs she got from the faire. Tokens from the games, trinkets she bought with her savings, and last but not least, a crown to mark her personal victory. She planned to take a quick selfie while wearing it, but the door of her room opens and she finds herself quickly stashing the crown and shoving it under a chair. 」

「 Ahh! How embarrassing… maybe she’ll take that selfie another time…」 

     The renaissance faire was exhausting at best, and if it wasn’t for the garden, Cam would have been bored to death. Running around in costume wasn’t his idea of a fun day out, but his childhood friends seemed to have the time of their lives so he doesn’t complain. At least, not out loud. Now that they were back on campus, it was time to return to their responsibilities and his happened to aligned with Georgia’s. 

     Cam visiting Laney and Georgia wasn’t rare. Ash did it more, but sometimes Cam dropped in too. Tonight, he had some papers and notebooks with him that he wanted to drop off to Georgia but to his surprise, she was in a selfie mood. A grin quickly formed on Cam’s face, and it only broadens as Georgia hid her face in embarrassment.

     “Don’t stop on my account, your highness. You earned that crown.” He intended to bug her about their group assignment, but maybe he can spare her the trouble and do it himself later when he gets back. It’s not like she won’t bargain her way out of it anyway.

     Cam fetched the box she suddenly shoved and took the crown she tried to hide. Silly girl, too embarrassed over such a small thing. “You wanted to take a picture with this, right?” She placed the crown back on her long auburn hair and gave her the privacy she needed by turning around. “Come on, I’ll even turn around. I won’t tease you about it. Much.”

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Ash really needed this. He’s been craving for it all day.

He didn’t mean to jump at Cam like a wild animal that found his prey, but there are some things that you just need. And Ash needed Cam right now. He dragged the aspiring florist to the couch, his text messages should have been enough of a warning… 

As he lied down on his stomach, Ash anticipated Cam to do his magic. Magic that only he can do for him.  His fingers always knew were to touch him, be it gently or roughly. And as he applied more pressure on his back, Ash couldn’t help but vocally express his contentment with a low moan. His expression then turned more cheerful, a wide smile appearing. 

“You give the best massages, Cam!” The country boy raised a thumbs up as he continued to lie down, all too happy to have a good old massage after a tiring school day.

     Cam believed himself to be a good best friend, even if unlike his closest friend since childhood he had very little to say and their interests varied. Earlier in the day he received a few text messages from Ash alerting him of what he needed to do today.

     His goes back to the dorm earlier compared to Ash,mostly because he’s not too active with after-school activities. To help with the experience, he prepared lotion later so they can start as soon as Ash gets home. Maybe even some candles... Something floral? It was always floral.

     Surely enough once the door opens and Ash saw him in the dorm, he was dragged to the couch. "Don’t squirm too much, and pipe it down.” They were the only ones in the dorm right now, but Cam preferred silence. Even if he can’t see the look on Ash’s face right now, Cam knew he was grinning like a fool. 

     “You’re too stiff...” His hands moved slowly with even strokes to relax his tensed muscles. Cam wouldn’t call himself an expert, but he knows he’s good with his hands and had a gentle touch. He applied just enough pressure on Ash, and seeing as how he gave him a thumbs up, the massage must be serving it’s purpose. “So, relaxed yet?”

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「 With club activities and her part-time job taking most of her time, Georgia is grateful for the help she gets for her school work either from Laney or Cam. Maybe even Kurt if she can bug him enough. She might not be the brightest gal in the block, but with the right friends and hard work, she manages.」

「 Georgia was always an early bird so it wasn’t too surprising when she was already in the classroom half an hour before classes begun. Her morning exercise and breakfast energized her enough to get by through the morning so she’s never late or sleepy for her morning classes. Afternoons were a different issue..」

「 Right now, she’s just waiting for her classmates to start arriving for history. She has a paper due to for another class and now was the best time to cram work on it! And any minute now, Cam would arrive with her– “Mornin’ to you, too.” Georgia looked up when the paper was dropped, already aware what it was. “You’re a life saver as always, Cam~ I would have been fine with just a page or two!”」

「 Honestly, he could have just written her name down for her, too. He’s got her handwriting down like it was his own! But she won’t complain. Not right now when she’s glad that’s one school work out of her to-do list. Now all that’s left is the payment. 」

「 “Uh-huh, I can get you somethin’ from Sandwich King. I don’t have a shift there today but I can convince whoever’s there to give you extra meat.” Buying at Sandwich King can save Georgia some cash, too. Thank you discounts! Now if only Cam wasn’t so greedy. “Hey, we only talked about lunch, no snacks! Did’ja even eat yet?” 」

「 Rummaging through her bag, Georgia tried to look for some leftovers from breakfast. She gets hungry throughout the day so sometimes she makes extra for breakfast when Laney and her prepare meals . She took out a container that had two bread bowls in it and showed it to Cam, “You can have one, but only cause you added an extra page!”」

     Lifesaver might have been exaggerated title, but Cam enjoyed being useful one way or another. It came with free food and favors, so that’s a plus. “Just remember it’s not for free.” Nothing you ever be free.

     He hoped she’d feel grateful enough to spoil him with food today, but as soon as he heard she planned to take him to eat at Sandwich King, he knew she was being a cheapskate again. “Sandwich again? Shouldn’t the one being paid with food have a say so in where he eats?” Looking up from his face down position, an evident frown on his face. She caught on with his hunger, so there’s no point in lying... “I might have skipped... it’s why i’m asking.”

     Georgia was too considerate to let him starve through their morning classes so he knew she’d give in and agree. He already had a snack in mind that they could back from the snack counter. But once he saw her going through her bag, he realized he was getting too ahead of himself and he might not even get a chance to get out of the classroom at all. She brought food along.

     “A bread bowl?” He fixed his posture and sat up, bread already being taken. It looked good, admittedly, so he did not hesitate to take a big bite at once. The egg almost dripped and he had to use both hands to eat, careful not to let any fall on his desk or the floor. It’s really good?!

     “This... is actually good..” Offending her wasn’t his intention, it just came to him as a surprise she prepared something so tasty this early in the morning. It was either she practiced to cook this so much in the past, or: “Did you get Laney to help?”

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     Among his childhood friends, Cam can say with confidence that he’s the most studious of the bunch. Laney came at a close second because of her priority over cooking practice, and Georgia used persistence to get by with her studies. And sometimes, she used him.

     Cam was open to any source of money or profit, so when he and Georgia started exchanging homework for food, he was quick to agree. They had most subjects together and whatever she’ll be requiring from him would just be a lesser version of work he’d be doing anyway. Right now, he had with him both his and her homework for History of Religion. He saw the redhead already in her seat when he walked into the classroom, so he took the paper out and approached her.

     “Three pages, decent enough to pass. Just write your name name down and you’re good.” The paper was dropped to her laptop and Cam took his seat beside Georgia. Over the years, he learned how to copy her handwriting and it saved them both the trouble of having to rewrite the whole thing again. It meant for a better bargain for Cam, too. 

     Hat removed and placed in his bag, Cam stretched out his hands and rested his head on his desk. Sleepy... too sleepy. And a little hungry. He turned to Georgia lazily, a kick to her desk should be enough to get her attention, “So, lunch’s on you?” He paused, thinking about his reward some more. Three pages... “And a snack after this class.” Sounds fair.

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     Family mattered the most for Cam, even if he’s not the best at showing it. Despite being used to living away with his mother, things were different when it came to Laney. They both had separate lives and personalities that sometimes contrasted each other, but he enjoyed her company and treated her both like a good friend and a dear sister. They might be distant relatives, but bonds were stronger than blood relations and through the years, Laney and her dad were always there for him. Now it’s his turn to return the favor, even through small amounts.

     Cam passed by the familiar room of the cooking club. He’s a member, not an active one, but a member all the same. He’d attend a few of the activities to support it and stay updated like a decent club member. right now, he was positive they did not have any activities planned. Still, as soon as he opened the doors of the room, the aroma of freshly baked desserts greeted him. Near the ovens was the culprit-- or rather, the baker. It was Laney.

     She always liked to occupy the kitchen as often as she can. Be it to create new recipes or to improve her current ones... but lately, she was always there. Cam needed work with how he reads people, but something told him there was something wrong with how Laney was acting right now.  

     “What are you baking?” Closing the door behind him, Cam approached Laney with a small wave. Out of habit, he grabbed a nearby apron to help if she needed it. “I thought you’d be here... you’ve been coming here too often than usual.” There was a pause and an incredibly amount of hesitation present in Cam. He’s not too used to heart to hearts, and Laney looked cheerful as always. He could be wrong in this, but he just had to ask...

     “Are you okay?” I can’t tell if you are or if you’re aren’t. You have to tell me... 

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     To keep his scholarship, Cam has to make sure he gets excellent grades in all his subjects and never fail. He has a bit of a pride in his diligence for schoolwork so even without the scholarship at stake, he’d still make sure he’s at least above average. And he is! In the sciences... maths... but one frustrating part of school is that even if you’re obviously not the most physical person, you’re expected to do the same things all the other athletic kids can do.

     He took up Track & Field to make his life easier. Compared to other sports, all he had to work on was his stamina and speed. Ball handling or knowing how to pitch sounded too complicated to bother with and Cam-- with his delicate hands and movement-- had 0 trust in himself when it comes to passing any other sport. At the moment, his speed isn’t too great. He still tires easily for the required laps and his record can make someone yawn.

     That needs to be changed.

     So here he was now, just outside the Unisex Dorms, eyes glued to his phone. The clock indicated he was 5 minutes early to the meeting time he arranged with a classmate on track & field. It’s not her fault he’s early, but a part of Cam wished she’d hurry up and arrive. An ungrateful wish for someone who needs the help, but she’s the one who insisted they do this, not him. He’s glad for the help, but a part of him is still uncomfortable with this.

     “...” His sigh was long and loud. He shut his phone and kept it in his pockets, eyes trailing to the doors of the dorms in hopes of seeing green hair and twin tails coming out of it soon.