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“What are you to me?”

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What are you to me? The moon which to howl at or the wolf next to me? Who are we? Creatures lost in night Or the only ones who can see?

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...I didn't know you liked to write Jere...

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—I feel watched.

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You are always watched.

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........What was that you asked me Jere? -Stares-

Pam?....Pam?....Pam?

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Jere?

"Reminds me of a place..."

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Lunch Time

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Jonathan listened to her intently as she took the apple and began to speak. His eyes finally lifted from the table and locked with hers. She was pretty, he didn’t know why he hadn’t really noticed her before. Maybe it was because she didn’t want to be noticed just like him. She did seem smarter than the average kid around here but something flashed his mind when she spoke so much about the apple itself. “Is it scared?” He asked with something deeper in mind. A small smile coming out the corner of his lips until Jere spoke behind him.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want Jere to speak, but that he had the girls attention and now Jere did. He was always more popular than him, even if he was bullied just as much. HE could sulk away now at least and let them talk. Jonathan turned his head toward Jere and let him finish talking.

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The question asked by the apple giver causes Pamela’s eyes to shift to him again, and she gives him a funny look as she replies, “It’s an apple.” Is he actually expecting a piece of fruit to have feelings? Not that she doesn’t appreciate the importance of it - somewhere there’s a tree which grew it so that an animal could eat it and perhaps propogate the seeds within. All of it emotionless, and yet a beautiful part of the natural cycle. Rather than eating it immeadiately, she sets it aside - she’ll probably save it for later - and she instead starts poking at her salad with her fork.

The other boy’s comments seem to go ignored as she seems to concentrate on her salad, but after a moment she answers his question by simply saying, “Yes.” She certainly doesn’t care whether or not he’s impressed. And she only cares slightly about whether or not Mrs. Truman is impressed - the teacher’s good opinion could help her with her scholastic goals.

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Jere met Jonathan’s gaze and instantly he frowned in regret. He’d just been making conversation, not attempting to steal any attention. It was just he could deal with Jonathan’s silence, it was hers that unnerved him and when she gave him a curt answer, shorter than the one Jonathan had received, he turned his gaze which had formed into a glare to his food. Forgive him for being friendly, all she had to say was she didn’t want to talk. It was like it was a hard concept or something.

She didn’t have to talk to him, he didn’t care whether she liked that he was impressed or not. He was just trying to be polite and now all he wanted to do was convey to Jonathan that he’d not meant to butt in. He stuffed the corner of his sandwich into his mouth, guilt and irritation churning in his head.

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He knew it was an apple. Jonathan head turned down slightly a bit dissappointed that the conversation had gone sour so fast. But he should have expected that it would have, he was so weird. Or at least that's what other kids told him, always pushing him around and making fun of him. At least she didn't just straight up laugh at him. Jere was the better socialite anyway, even if she didn't seem to like him very much. "I think it has feelings." He spoke softly and down to the table. "Doesn't it protect it's seeds for a reason? If not it would just make tasty seeds instead of using an entire fruit to protect it and make it easier to transfer using animals, for pollination." It was a bit of an out of the box thought, but his mind was rarely in the box he noticed.

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It's Getting Cold

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Jonathan shrugged at his answer. He could have made it through the cold, but was great full for the jacket anyway. He was more looking for a way to respond that Jere had thought of him for that long. Jonathan could confess that he’d been watching Jere for a lot longer than he probably new about but he didn’t need to know that now.

When he said he didn’t want to go home, Jonathan had the perfect place for them to go. In Gotham, there was only a few places with actual green grass and a few non climbable trees. “Let’s go to the park” He suggested and walked across the streets with him headed that way. When they came to the area he went straight for the playground and took the ladder up to the in closed tunnel above for kids to crawl through. He ducked carefully and went inside to sit with his feet propped against the side.

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Jere wondered if Jonathan knew just how long he’d been watching him. He had been watching him for much longer than even he would admit, feeling guilty that he’d pined for his attention, was jealous of Sherri for taking it. He was jealous and he felt terrible for that because if there was one person Jonathan shouldn’t like it was the girlfriend of Bo Griggs. And nothing good could come out of it. Jeremiah hoped nothing at all came out of it.

He nodded at the suggestion of going to the park. He smiled brightly as he followed Jonathan through the streets and the blocks until they were in the playground. He climbed in behind Jonathan into the tunnel and took a seat beside him. He braced his feet against the opposite wall and turned to Jonathan. “I liked the picture of the scarecrow you gave me. I…uh…I also drew something for you. He pulled his backpack into his lap and opened it to find his small sketchbook.

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Jonathan positioned himself oddly once he was inside. His feet were propped up against the side and his back was nearly on the floor. Out of his pocket he pulled out a sharpie pen and began to mark along side everyone else marking on the tunnel. It seemed to be the common thing to do when you were bored and delinquent. While Jere talked he began to draw shapes and weird stick figures. "I thought you'd like it." He capped his pen and flipped him self around on his stomach oddly to catch a glimpse of what it was. "For me?"

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