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"Oh, sorry," Faris mumbled, his gaze glued to the ground as they crossed the large courtyard of the school. "I guess the events of the mornings have left me a bit... what would you English call it? Oh, that's right; I feel a bit knackered." He snorted as soon as the words came out of his mouth. Even though he had been in England for a short while, his accent was still a bit thick. He had sounded almost as ridiculous as Jillian when she attempted Italian, or Winston before he had been amnesiatic. |
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"Yeah I understand," She said automatically. Even though it had been a while since that had happened with her. "So you're single again," She said quietly, laughing a bit. Leave it to her to say the obvious. |
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"Yeah, it seems that I am." |
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"You wanna go out with me?" She said suddenly, her face turning red as soon as the words left her mouth. But Hailey would sooo ask a guy out if she really liked him. And now she was kinda embarrassed because Jason might not like her like that at all. |
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Stunned. He was stunned. She asked him out? Hailey asked him out... "Sure," he replied without even really thinking about it. Then he noticed that she was blushing. If she didn't stop soon, he would start to as well. |
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"You w-will?" She said. Well, this was something new. Did this mean that their conversations wouldn't be awkward now? "Great!" The blushing was gone, and was replaced with a smile. |
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"I didn't think you would want to. But I - I like you." He did like her really. He just was a paranoid fool. |
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"I don't believe you!" She said with a laugh. "If you have for a while, then how come you never asked me out before!" Well, that was self explanantory--he was paranoid and scared of everything. But he had asked Rosie out. |
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"I was avoiding you." Better to tell the truth, right? Right. She played with the cup of her iced tea so as to avoid looking at him. Would he mad? "Because you liked Rosie. And asked her out." |
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Faris shook his head, knowing that his attempt at English slang had sounded idiotic. Once they reached the stone steps that led inside of the castle, Taylor turned around, finally releasing Winston's arm. Glancing over, she was proud to see that she had left somewhat of a red mark on his skin. He deserved it for forgetting his place back in the forest. "Well," She began, sticking her nose up as she pursed her painted lips. "I hope we don't see you peasants at the campout later. Do everyone a favor and get eaten by a... oh, I don't know, a flesh-eating bugbear." A smug smile on her lips, she turned and snapped her fingers, cueing Winston to follow her inside. "Let's go, doll," She called. |
Jillian narrowed her eyes at Taylor as she hoped aloud that they wouldn't meet in the campout later on and get eaten by a flesh-eating bugbear. The nerve! Here she had wasted about fifteen minutes of her life walking these two idiots back to safety and that's how they thanked her?! "Yeah, we'll make sure to let you know allll about that, Corpse Bride, as I highly doubt the nurses will be letting you out of their sight for the rest of this day," she said heatedly, before turning sharply and getting a hold of Faris' wrist, dragging the boy along with her, far from the castle where she wouldn't be tempted to just hex the annoying pair off to the moon. "Let's go, Patino, I bet the campout's started by now." |
Faris jogged along, although his head turned to look back and make sure that the snobs were out of earshot before she spoke. Attempting to use some English slang once more, Faris began to speak, "She was bang out of order, Jill. I told you that we should avoid them at all costs. They might be funny, but still." He loosened his wrist from her tight grasp as he kept trotting with her. "They made us waste about an hour of the time that we could have spent actually finding the rest of the class." |
Jillian snorted as Faris began speaking, using some English slang again, something which amused her to no end. She couldn't help it, though, it was so hilarious to hear him use slang that not everyone necessarily used all that often, and then with his Italian accent it just sounded even funnier. The girl was so amused that she was a little delayed at getting the rest of his message. "Yeah, you're right..." she muttered, which was highly unusual of Jillian. She never told anyone they were right, but this only went to show how little attention she was paying. "Do you wanna walk there or are you up for another broom ride?" she asked with a bit of a malicious grin, well aware of how terrified poor Faris had grown of being anywhere near her when she had a broom in hand. "If you want, you can steer this time," she offered. |
Faris was glad that his pitiful attempts at assimilating into British cultured had lightened her mood somewhat. He usually didn't like embarrasing himself, but he only did it because he didn't want Jill to fume all throughout their trip. As she spoke, his eyes traveled to the broom and his brow furrowed. "Erm, no thanks," He attempted to speak nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders. "I'd rather walk. You get, erm, more exercise that way." He knew that she wouldn't buy his lame excuse, but it was worth a try. Faris was in his element while on the ground, not in the air, and especially not in the air with Jillian. |
Jillian rolled her eyes as Faris decided he wanted to walk, as he got more exercise that way. "Yeah sure, and I'm next in line for the English throne," muttered the girl sarcastically. But she made no complaints and went along with this little walking plan of his, making her way over to the forest beside the Italian boy. However, that peace didn't last too long. Only a few moments later, Jillian with sighing obnoxiously loud with annoyance. "At this rate we'll be getting there tomorrow!" she complained. "And it's burning hot out here, there's not a single tree in this path!" she added, brows furrowed disapprovingly at this little trip they were making. |
Faris ignored her sarcasm, walking as they burned under the powerful sun on this unusually warm day in England. He was used to this heat, as Italy was close to the equator and was usually warm. Jill, however, was not. She and her fair skin were used to the biting cold. Stopping in his tracks, Faris turned and sighed. "What about apparating?" He suggested, still wary of hopping on a broom no matter who helmed it. "Or are there restrictions for that over here, too?" He paused, hoping that apparation was possible. He would find any excuse not to be airborne again. |
Jillian stopped abruptly as Faris suggested they apparate, her eyebrows raising before a grin spread across her face. "Finally you suggest something helpful, Patino!" she congratulated, obviously just teasing the boy. "Indeed we can apparate," she confirmed with a nod. "Only outside of the castle and dormitories, though," she added. "Let's apparate to the outskirts of the forest, where we'd first arrived before wandering inside. See you there in two seconds?" |
Faris had to stop himself from sighing with relief at her agreement with his plan. "Definitely," A smile lit up his formerly solemn features and, promptly turning on the spot, he apparated and let Jillian follow his lead. Faris was leaving no room for negotiating about another ride on her broom. After a split second of nausea-inducing travel, Faris landed at the edge of the forest, grasping the trunk of a tree as he almost tripped over a rather large root. Quickly recovering, he looked around to see if Jill had arrived. |
Jillian turned on her heel, disappearing half-circle in mid-air, only to reappear a second later somewhere completely different - the outskirts of the school forest. The short second-long ride had been rather nauseating, though, and the girl wasn't feeling too well for a second there, growing a bit dizzy and seeing everything as a blur before she was able to regain composure. It was then that she spotted Faris a short distance away grasping the trunk of a tree as if his life depended on it. Jillian snickered at the sight, making her way over to the boy. "See our class anywhere, Patino?" she asked, glancing around for any signs of the professors or other students. |
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