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Penelope grabbed a pack of face paint off the shelf, looking over the contents quickly before hesitating. “Should I get two?” she asked, looking back up to her companion. “You can never be too spirited, right?”

#{ chat }#{ c: penelope }#is he coming out of his shell???#stay tuned for more #the next time i forget a gif someone hecking punch me

Wendyll rolled back on his heels before cracking a timid smile.

“N-need colour suggestions?” he asked. “I like the, ahh, red and wh-white, personally...”

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William’s brows raised steadily in surprise as the boy kept talking. “Are you sure?” he asked, taking the book slowly. “You’re a lifesaver, Wendyll. Seriously.”

Wendyll shuffled on his feet as his eyes darted around awkwardly at the praise.

“I-it’s.... one of my favourites,” he smiled. “I, ahh, I know a lot of people d-don’t like the ending, b-but I think it’s powerful, the, ahh, the way he...”

He cleared his throat and looked up at William. “Honestly?” he blurted. “I-I’m just... really bad at making friends. But... I like you so I wanted... an excuse to, ahh... be your... friend?”

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Penelope opened her lunch, forgoing the sandwich for the cookies. “Pretty easy,” she said with a shrug. “I’m still in that grace period where there’s not a lot of homework yet and seeing everybody is still exciting.”

She offered him one of her cookies with a smile and tilted her head in question. “What about you? How’s the American public school system treating you?”

#{ chat }#{ c: penelope }#he's awkward and he's around the character #more gifs #penelope is so easygoing and sweet i like her a lot

Wendyll delicately eased the cookie from her grasp, murmuring a tiny “thank you”.

With a gentle sigh, the boy slumped back against the cool wall. “N-not... as different as I expected. Alth-though... I’ve gotten three different, ahh, people a-asking me to say ‘about’,” he snickered. “One w-was... a teacher.”

He nibbled on the cookie for a moment before catching the blonde’s eye. “The whole, erm, homecoming thing still... still throws me off,” he admitted. “You guys are... are a lot more into sports and, ahh, school spirit th-than we... were back home.”

Penelope cheered quietly and dropped her bagged lunch onto the floor beside Wendyll. “Definitely,” she nodded, taking a seat on the floor beside him and grabbing her lunch again.

“Thank god I spotted you. I’ve never eaten lunch on the floor, but you know, it’s kind of cozy. I like it,” Penelope smiled, crossing her legs.

#{ chat }#{ c: penelope }#just went on a gifhunt and needed an excuse to use this

The soft-spoken boy gave a timid smile before staring intently into his salad, lazily pushing the leaves around with his fork.

“H-how... how has your first week, ahh, back been? It’s k-kind of... overwhelming!”

“I’m s-so... so sorry to bother you, but, ahh... In English, I, er, overheard you say th-that you don’t... have o-one of the books on the required reading list. I’ve had this book f-forever, s-so I’ve already read it, and, uh.. I thought... you might want to borrow it?”

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“I know, aren’t they beautiful.” She said looking up at the sky and turning her attention to the boy a second later. “Yes, I believe in everything.”

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“E-everything?” The Canadian sat up straighter as his lips twitched into a smile. “Wh-what about, ahh... what about ghosts and st-stuff?”

“Hey! Can I sit with you? I don’t remember the lunch room being this crowded last year..”

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Wendyll quickly blushed and scooted over with a smile. Too anxious to approach any of the tables filled with students he’d talked to perhaps once, he was huddled up on the floor of the room in a corner.

He dog-eared the page of the book he was reading and patted the ground beside him.

“I-i-it’s... good to see a familiar f-face around here, eh?”

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Penelope tapped the end of her brush against her bottom lip and stared over the work she had done so far. “Sort of? It’s not looking terrible,” she shrugged. “You know what they say, practice makes perfect.”