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[Julian Mercer]

you are not alone

did you see the flares in the sky?
were you blinded by the light?
did you feel the smoke in your eyes?

"Hey." Jude didn't hesitate. One minute he was grabbing his bottle of orange juice and listening to an unfamiliar classmate as she handed him a note and told him to give it to the person sitting a few tables away, and the next, he was sitting down at the chair across from the indicated person.

"Ms. Gorgeous-Blonde over there told me to give this to you," Julian held out the folded note with one hand, his other clutching the plastic bottle of orange liquid.

"She also told me you were cute. See the one? Just there, with the cell phone, by the counter." Julian's eyes drifted in that direction, though he didn't make the effort to actually gesture directly to the secret admirer. Because, that would be awkward if she glanced up. She was a secret admirer for a reason. Which was why she didn't put her name in her largely-printed, rounded handwritten note that read:

hey cutie!
hope you're having a good day.
stay awesome.
see you around.
xoxo

Not that Julian had read it. It was still folded in that elaborate way that seemed natural to only the female population. A belief he held with the utmost respect. Honest.

NOTES | Hey! I'm Hodekin =)
If you wanna jump in, feel free! male or female.

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[Liam Dalton]

How to be a loser at your new school; an easy guide for new kids! Written and experienced by Liam Dalton. Step número uno: Sit by yourself at lunch. Then to make yourself look like a super dork, crack open a book instead of trying to make friends! A hundred percent guaranteed to work without fail! "At least I have you Gandalf." Flipping to his place, the multicolored haired teen dove into the world of Lord of the Rings. Becoming lost in it, and unaware of the world around him.

That was until a piece of paper suddenly came between him, and his one true love. Blinking a few times for his eyes readjust, he furrowed his brow in confusion. "Um..." His expression contorted into one of confusion as he looked up at the messenger. "E-excuse me...?" He stammered, as a small blush formed across his cheeks. Him cute? There had to some grave misunderstanding!

Biting his lower lip, he looked down at the piece of paper in his hands. His heart started to beat rapidly in his chest - Increasing the more he open the note. As he read the message his face steadily grew redder and hotter until his entire head was beet red. A few moments passed as all Liam could do was stare at the paper in disbelief. His hands shaking. "T-thank you for d-delivering this. I'm s-sorry you had to be b-burden with it...." Scratching the back of his head Liam let out a nervous laugh. Shortly after, folding the paper back up, and slipping it between the pages of his story.

He didn't know what he was going to do with it. But he decided it would probably be rude not to keep it. 

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[Julian Mercer]

you are not alone

did you see the flares in the sky?
were you blinded by the light?
did you feel the smoke in your eyes?

"Nah, it's no problem." Jude shrugged, offering a carefree smile to reassure the apparently shy male.

"I guess she's a bit of the silent stalker type. But, prettier than you'd imagine a stalker to be, you know? You probably shouldn't worry, though." Jude stole a quick glance in her direction. She was still a few tables away, talking to a small group of idle students.

"She seemed kind of normal. Wearing too much perfume, smells kind of like old lady perfume. All... dusty." Julian realized he was beginning to ramble, so he stopped there, sipping his orange juice just to give himself something else to do. It was very... pulpy. Kind of terrible, but not grimace-worthy terrible.

"The message isn't anything creepy, is it?" Jude may have been tempted to peek, but there was no way he could refold that piece of paper properly. And- silly as it was- he was worried that this stranger might be able to tell he'd tampered with it. Which would be awkward. Or, blond stalker girl could have confronted him- who knew if she was watching? He wasn't about to look again.

"Have you got to the part with the Ring yet?" Julian reached out, tapping the cover of the book Liam had. Okay, so maybe he hadn't read it. But there was definitely a ring at some point, right?

NOTES | And it's the lovely Liam!
i <3 you

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[Liam Dalton]

Friendly, or at least that was what Liam could gather about the boy sitting across from him. Given by the way he tried to reassure the prefect with that cute smile of his. Causing a small blush to form on the bridge of his nose, and spread onto his cheeks. Letting out a nervous chuckle as he scratched the back of his head. "Um, I wouldn't really know..." He said in a small voice. His eyes following Julian's when he glanced over at the blonde. Making it easier for Liam to pick her out of her group of friends.

"I've never really known any stalkers." The boy was right though, she certainly was very pretty, but the longer Liam stared at her, the more he felt some kind of craving within him. A faint perverted desire. It was buried deep, but Liam wasn't going to risk it digging it's way out, and he buried it even further. Tearing his gaze away from the girl, he looked back at the messenger. "Um, no it was actually very sweet of her." A pause. "But could you kindly tell her that I'm not interested at the moment." He said with a polite smile.

Ring? Following the length of the boy's arms to his book cover, he made a small O' shape with his mouth. A small smile tugging at his lips, and a passionate light forming in his eyes. "Oh I passed that a while ago! I'm at the part where they have their first big battle with the Orcs!"

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