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Where have you been?!

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How I met your.. || Georgette & Oliver

It was bad enough being the new kid, but having to be placed in some high level education with an even higher tuition? His new parents hardly seemed the type to shell out this much money for their new child; it was surely some way to show the adoption agency that they weren't money seekers. Oliver knew the drill already, once they were approved a couple months in, they'd pull him and place him into some random public school, but for now he'd have to endure the looks he got from the other students. Maybe it was because his hair resembled no sign of actual clean or because he couldn't afford the uniform so he was wearing old thrift store finds. 

The bell had not yet rung to signal first period so Oliver sat by his lonesome by the outside of his classroom. He kept his head and eyes down, avoiding the judgmental stares from the others around him. He hoped to avoid them as much as possible and run out once the bell rang. That didn't take well as some upperclassmen decided to scoop up his bag from next to him. "Oi new kid! You going to want your bag or not," the bully said tauntingly as he dangled it in front of Oliver. As simple reaction, Ollie reached back to grab it, only for the bully to take a step back. "Listen, I don't want trouble," Oliver urged. "Just give it back alright."

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@ Gorgeous Georgette

Hello gorgeous!

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Blindsided ||Kida & Georgette||

Kida ran as fast as she could up to Georgette's room. She had a sinking feeling about what news Georgette was going to tell her. Her lungs gasped for air as she sprinted up the stairs two at a time. Her heels hardly hindering her on her way up. She reached the floor and threw open the door to the hallway. A couple of students stared at her as she desperately tried to hold onto her stress walking slowly down the hall. Her hand shook as it touched the knob. The door creaked as she opened it, and the sound frightened her for a moment. Her stress kept her on edge recently. And Georgette's vagueness was not helping. When she stepped into the room, she wasn't sure what to expect but she was just happy to see Georgette.

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Dear Georgette

I'm heading to New York for a bit of a home visit. Just a couple days or so really so there's no need to worry. I feel like I'm missing something here.. and New York is where I might have left it. Think I'll just crash at a friends and spend some time on subway trains like the old days, maybe it'll help. I'm not really sure why I'm headed back, but I'll be here before you know it. Anyways, I love you Georgette and don't kill anyone/anything/or anything drastic while I'm gone.

-Oliver