BOBBY DIDN’T KNOW SIGN LANGUAGE ––– however, he knew general human emotions && sheLOOKED happy enough, so he had that going for him !! he was almost GLAD she couldn’t hear in the moment her hands extended in excitement like she was reaching for him, because bobby flushed and snorted, turning a few nearby heads. he covered his mouth again, pulling his attention towards the paper again as he was POKED. he took his own pencil back out from the side pocket of his book bag and scrawled onto the paper, smile ghosting upon his lips as he did so,
“ i’m in a perpetual state of embarrassment, hun. “
then to her second message –– oh, he just read it over once, then once more, pale cheeks & ears burning. he could only think it over for so long, this was like a pseudo conversation, he supposed. he couldn’t just be anidiot and GRIN over what she said until he came up with an intelligent response. it was just – goodness – it was the most appreciated he’d felt in a l o n g t i m e .
“ well - great !! OH, I know I look like I don’t pay attention sometimes, but I
swear I know what’s going on here. i’m not a slacker or anything so, try
not to worry.
nice to be introduced, wendla! i’m bobby. bobby mills. and i’m sure if it
was that impressive I could make more paper airplanes. it’s nice to have
my talents appreciated ––– that skill is like… eleven years in the making. “
one major point of anxiety for bobby was how funny am I allowed to be yet ?? she barely knew him, but really all he had going for him was his humor. he supposed he just couldn’t be too CHEESY, but still – writing out humor never looked as good as when you say it.
as he flushed hands cemented back at her sides. an apologetic expression crossing over bitten lip and a downward glance. she couldn’t help the automatic ecstatic pull -- it always had a tendency to pull at every part of her body. from her toes to her fingers. without even batting an eye. fingers loosening slightly as they traced down to smooth out her skirt. hoping a little more consciousness front would do the trick - okay, fingers and toes -- BEHAVE. i’d rather like to keep my partner, thank you !! - eyes left to follow his pencil scribbling along letters, caught reflecting his smile. it was a nice thing really -- to SMILE. a lifted eyebrow playing at him as she read over his words. lips pursing slightly in that personified disbelief.
“ oh that’s silly !! you shouldn’t be. i mean with skills like folding the PERFECT paper airplane -- you’re already the coolest person in my book. ”
she MEANT every word. she may have thought it best to leave out: and you’re the only person that’s tried to speak to me, so you’re already my favorite person !! it seemed a little too DETAILED. a finger gently tracing circles along the edge of the desk, as her pencil bopped up and down between her middle and her pointer. she’d always meant every single word. maybe it seemed simple a thing to write a letter -- but for her, it meant an entire WORLD. one where somewhere, she was on an equal playing field of communication. one where EVERYONE could understand. and she didn’t quite necessarily take it for granted. it gave her the voice most others chose to ignore. it was her little gateway to greetings, jokes, conversation -- a little lined bridge, crossing the language barrier. that smile still crossing over pale lips. and she especially meant it for -- ( eyes crossing back over to the paper as he jotted ... ) BOBBY MILLS. ( she quite liked that name too !! it was sweet. ) and hopefully a name she’d remember. pencil drawing back out to take to paper. tracing arrows in between written thoughts to comment. a reassuring hand went to gently pat his own,
“ oh no !! of course not !! i’m sure you do. && if it makes you feel any better - i never quite noticed. i’m usually watching my interpreter, julia. ” a large smile pulling up all at once as she quickly pulled her head up to excitedly wave at julia, who had taken refuge in a corner of the classroom near the blackboard as the other students discussed amongst themselves. “ you see, since i can’t well -- HEAR ms. fleming, julia translates for me. she’s very LOVELY. ” a lasting smile cracked slightly as she found herself giggling at his words. hands automatically leaving the paper and pencil a moment, the inside of her hands grazing over each other, when two fingers came to meet each other in the middle. left to a finger pointing at him a moment, only to gently poke him in the shoulder. she couldn’t help her signed enthusiasm ... it just felt a whole lot less formal. more copacetic.
“ well bobby mills it’s very very WONDERFUL to meet you !! i’m sorry i haven’t introduced myself before -- i’m a little shy. ” smile faltering slightly as she shrugged her shoulders up, blades gently grazing the bottom of her ears. a slight pink coloring usually pallid cheeks. until it all broke. lips turning up as a laugh broke through that momental flush. “ of course !! very impressive !! you should call the guiness book, you’d probably get your own page !! practice makes perfect !! -- but they really are quite NICE. much nicer than when they get all crumpled up in balls. plus you must be a very good pilot too !! it did land pretty perfectly. ”
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