YOUNG SCRAPPY & HUNGRY

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she sat up straight at that, leaning on her elbow so she could look over at him, a frown pulled tight on her face. ‘ that’s -- i’m so sorry. ‘

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‘ they think you what ?? nevermind, nevermind -- don’t gotta tell me if you don’t wanna. still a pretty shitty thing for them to do. ‘

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alessandra nodded, giving him a small smile. ‘ yeah, i’ll admit that part was my fault, but still, it’s not like i’m gunna grow up to be an engineer. i don’t needa know this stuff. let’s go with the distraction route. walk sounds fun. ‘

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‘ do you have to go back ?? yeah, i guess, it’s cool and all, but my friends are kinda eh wth me lately -- probably cause i’ve been gone so long. ‘ she shrugged, lips pulling down into a frown slightly.

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‘ and you, m’friend, shall remain hothead. ‘ she nodded, smiling. ‘ i do. love it. ‘

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‘ ally...’ she repeats it, smiling over at him. ‘ yeah, i like it. ‘

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she sighed, moving so she could lay down on the grass. well, he was right about something, she turned her head to him at the question, shrugging. ‘ go for it. don’t make it something i’m gunna hate, though. ‘ she nodded.

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‘ i hate homework. ‘ she groaned, leaning back to look up at the sky again.

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‘ right, i’ll try to make sure dying isn’t on today’s agenda, hothead, ‘ she shakes her head, laughing softly before turning her head to face him. ‘ hey, leo ?? ‘

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she simply nodded her head to his response, opting to focus on the problem she was scrawling down onto the page. her eyes widened in the slightest when she looked up, but she grinned regardless, taking it and taking a bite. ‘ it’s good. if i die from this, though, i hate you. ‘

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it was only then that she realized it was Mathieu. he didn’t want to help her, hardly ever even talked to her, and to put it frankly, she was pretty fine with it. alessandra was okay with just playing it off and walking away, but she was reminded that not many other people in the camp would know algebra. she sighed. ‘ -- will you help me ?? ‘

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‘ i’ll have to try it one day. when monsters don’t want to kill me once i set food out the camp, i guess. ‘ she sighed softly, shaking her head before scribbling the answer down onto her own paper. alessandra looked to him, a small, appraising smile on her face. ‘ you’re pretty smart, yanno. i suck at this stuff. ‘

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‘ does it taste like actual mexican food ?? ‘cause i know we got the best food, but america doesn’t tend to have the most authentic. ‘ she felt a bit sheepish asking so many questions, but she couldn’t help it. her mom had never allowed her out of the state due to her parentage. she nodded then, quickly scratching down the answer. ‘ thanks, leo -- sounds right, anyways. what about this one ?? i thought i understood it but then i got the wrong answer. ‘ 

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‘ what’s it like there ?? does everybody actually always eat tex-mex ?? ‘ she tilts her head, before giving a single nod. right. homework. ‘ alriiight, so -- think you can solve this problem ?? ‘ she pushes the book towards him, tapping with her pen.  

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‘ albany. not manhattan, but still cool. ‘ she replies softly, grabbing her pen and notebook, placing her mathbook on the floor in front of them. ‘ you ?? ‘ 

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‘ probably better than me. don’t you heph kids gotta know some sort of math to be able to build all that stuff ?? ‘ she asks, rifling through her backpack before pausing at his next comment. ‘ i’ll be fine. hopefully. i got friends there too, yanno. i like it back home. ‘sides, monsters don’t care about me. ‘

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‘ wouldn’t expect any less from ya, obviously. don’t seem to care about much of anything. ‘ she shrugs, because it’s really not her business, nor does she feel the need to make it her business. though there’s a slight smile on her face now, a light chuckle making its way from her lips. ‘ what was it ?? ‘ her eyebrows raise again, waiting expectantly for an answer. ‘ yeah, but i’d rather wake up before the end of the week, yanno ?? so hypnos kids aren’t really an option. ‘