Let's Make A Sandwich!
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kd_230692Title: LET'S MAKE A SANDWICH.
Rating: T
Words: You're a word.
Warning: You got this far.
Disclaimers: Any reference to pop/contemporary culture of any kind does not belong to me.
Previous chapters: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII-A, VII-B, VIII, IX, X, XI ,XII, XIII, XIV, XV, XVI, XVII, XVIII, VIX, XX, XXI, XXII
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He didn't like this. Not at all. He could practically feel eyeballs glaring giantic holes into his body. His neck ached from staring at the floor and the camera strap was beginning to cut into his neck.
The water splashed suddenly onto his pant leg and Prior reeled back, holding his camera protectively and letting out an unnaturally high squeal. Gaining his composure, he realised how effeminate that reaction was and blushed. He didn't dare to look up, just in case that person was here. That sweet face, hot guy who was so kind to Prior...
His face reddened as he thought of seeing the swim captain in those speedos again. Great, not only Prior had a messed up way of speaking, he was gay for the most popular guy in school.
He was broken out of his reverie was he felt a violent tug on his camera.
"HEY GUYS, HOW'S IT GOING?!" Bea yelled, running and dragging Prior along the slippery poolside. He blushed madly, struggling to remove the camera yet desparately trying not to drop that $500 piece of equipment. Oh god, why did Bea have to be so loud. He didn't like all of this attention. He rather just preferred sitting in the school yard taking photos for his folio.
He heard people make comments, but Prior was rushing to put his camera away. There was too much of a chance of wrecking it if noone was even standing up and feeling very photogenic.
"Oh silly, Prior!" Bea giggled. "Don't put it away!" Her voice sent a jolt right through him. Why didn't he have the heart to say no to her? Well, she was nice to him. She was his friend. And god knows Prior needs friends.
Prior fiddled with the straps, unsure whether to bring his camera out or not. He glanced up nervously at Bea for a confirmation.
"You're going to need it. We're taking pictures for the yearbook, remember?" She smiled. Prior nodded, but he still began to edge away, the attention he was receiving almost suffocating him. He hated talking so much. What if someone laughed at him? What if they began to pick on him? He tried pushing away memories as he plodded along the edge of the pool. He liked seeing the way the light moved within the water, the way the water shifted. Seeing the mundane as something more...
He wondered if anyone else saw things the way he did. The overwhelming stab of loneliness struck as he thought of his past encounters. He hated this so much. He wanted to be able to talk like Bea did. He wanted to be the one smiling, talking. But, he didn't want to get hurt. He hated his life. Why couldn't he just...
His thoughts were interrupted as he feel his leg give way into the water. His heart raced violently. He tried to grab onto something. His legs couldn't feel ground. He began to panic. Water burned his nostrils. He didn't want to die yet. He just didn't. He thrashed more violently, trying to grab a hold on something.
He felt something wrap around his waist and pull him up. He felt his entire body was drain as he clung desparately to the floor as air surrounded him. He violently spat out as much water as he could.
He felt a towel wrap around his wet body and he leaned against something. No wait, it was a someone. Prior glanced up and began to go red. It was Anders.
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"Are you alright?" Oh damn, Anders could see right through Prior's clothes. Anders blushed and brushed a red hair from Prior's face. Prior wiped his nose and nodded weakly. The change rooms seemed so much more bigger with only Anders and Prior.
He rubbed his bare arm nervously and said, "Do you need to go to the sickbag? You look pretty shaken up." The redhaired boy shook his head and pulled the towel around himself closer. Anders felt a tinge of disappointment, but he felt an almost innate need to be protective. Prior seemed so fragile and easily hurt.
"Um..." Anders started, unsure whether to keep talking to this silent photographer, "That must've been scary for you. I'm sorry I couldn't have come in sooner." Prior glanced up and whispered, "I-i-i-t's.... o-o-o-o-o-okay."
"Do you need a hug?" Anders asked, feeling his heart melt. Prior nodded and shyly shifted towards Anders.
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Kit felt weird as he plodded along the footpath. Music blarred in his ears but it didn't matter. He felt strange, he didn't feel like switching off. In fact, he loved strolling along, feeling the air brush against his skin, looking up at the sky and feeling... not so bad.
But today, he felt unusually happy. His mind was reeling though as he thought back over the weekend. He remembered trying to cook as Nobu feebly tried to teach, or playing Mario cart, or just being with Nobu. He liked that. To just sit and be near Nobu made Kit feel all smushy inside. Of course, Kit will need to keep up his badass look.
After the extremely fast walk to school, Kit weaved his way towards the tables upon the fake grass. However there was only Garou sitting there with his maths homework spread out.
"Heya Garou." Kit said, setting his school bag down. Garou didn't look up as he said, "Hey Kit. How was the weekend?"
And for some unfathomable reason Kit began to laugh. It wasn't one of those everyday laughs he got with his friends, but a deep hearty laugh that almost made him snort.
"Um... what's wrong with you Kit?" Garou asked nervously, adjusting his glasses. Kit just began to bounce excitedly on the table as he said, "Oh nothiiiiiiing~! Ahahahahahahaha, everything's just awesome~!"
"Erm... right..." Garou said, raising an eyebrow. Kit grinned and pulled Garou into a crushing hug. "Don't look so grumpy there~!" Kit said, patting him.
"Heya guys!" Freya said, raising an eyebrow at the display.
"Help me sis... Kit's... happy." Garou groaned as he pulled away from Kit.
"So?" Freya said, blinking. Garou facepalmed and repeated, "Kit's. Happy."
Freya raised her eyebrows and Kit laughed harder. God, he just felt so happy and almost bursting at the seams just thinking about it. The Bennet siblings stepped back and Freya exclaimed, "Oh my GOD, Kit IS happy! What did you do to the Kit we know?"
Before Kit could answer, he was glomped by a small ball of energy.
"OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD
OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD!" Evan squeed.
"CONGRATS KITKITKITKITKIT!"
Freya and Garou edged away in fear at the spectacle in front of them.
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Kit looked at his watch again and cursed the fact he was late. But it didn't dampen his floaty, Evan style mood. He decided to be fashionably late and slowed down to a walk. His mind was oozing with thoughts when he saw a small figure crouch at a locker.
"Heya Nobu." Kit said, kneeling down to Nobu's height. Nobu blushed and whispered, "Hello Kit-kun." His eyes shifted back into his locker. Kit shifted closer until the back of his hand barely touched Nobu's. Nobu gasped softly but rubbed his hand back, smiling and blushing. Kit raised his eyebrow suggestively, inducing another blush from Nobu.
"So, urm... want to study at my place tonight?" Kit said with a small smile, his hand enveloping Nobu's. Nobu replied, "Y...yes... Kit-kun.... I... I want to."
Kit glanced around. Nobu's locker area was in a small area concealed by buildings and trees. It was more quiet than a fanclub for Shane Kelly. Kit looked at his watch and saw there was 4 minutes left for homeroom. His heart beated faster as he thought about...
"Oh fuck it."
Kit grabbed the front of Nobu's blazer and pressed him against the lockers, kissing him deeply. The locks clang loudly as Nobu kissed back, whimpering softly. Kit's heart shivered, feeling so utterly elated. Nobu clung to Kit's jumper, moaning slightly as Kit moved down to Nobu's neck. Kit mischievously smiled as he rubbed against Nobu's small frame.
Kit stepped back, both of them panting heavily. Kit smirked at Nobu frantically straightening his blazer as his hair stuck out.
"Here..." Kit said, combing Nobu's hair flat. Nobu blushed again and said "Arigato..." Kit grinned and closed his eyes, intending to kiss Nobu on the cheek.
"Ow Kit kun." Nobu giggled, wiping the tip of his nose. Great, Kit only got his nose. Kit laughed and said, "Sorry about your nose." Damn his height.
"So, urm... see ya." Kit said, walking off. Nobu nodded and blushed.
Ah, it felt good to be in love.
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"So like, do we even have costumes?" Freya asked, swiveling on Evan's computer chair. Evan begun digging through his closet and said, "Well, I got this Sailor Fuku I got from that anime convention..."
He placed a top on his bed as Freya peered closer. "Geez Evan, do you ever iron your clothes?"
"Oh, never. Oh! I remember buying this in one of the stalls. Here, I think it's your size." Evan pulled out a frilly blue and white outfit with an oddly high amount of ribbons attached.
"What the crap?" Freya said, poking at it.
"Don't you remember? It's Chii's bakery outfit. Ooooh you're going to look adorable as Chii... I already got the hair spools and stuff ready... Your headphones would pass off as persocom ears too.." Evan began to go off into one of his tangents.
Freya held the dress against her and gasped at her reflection. "EVAN! I can't wear this! It'll show too much of my thighs. I do not want Kurt slobbering over me."
"But so will Lucas. And you look adorable anyways."
"I am NOT adorable." Freya pouted, which only worsened the effect.
Evan grinned and wrapped his sailor shirt on.
"Do you think Nobu will think this uniform is authentic?" Evan said, twirling around.
"If you ask me, Nobu will be too distracted by our darling Kit."
"Oh, it's so sweeeeeeeeeet. It's like my dolls' stories are coming true~!" Evan swooned, holding one of his large japanese monstrosities. Freya went over and picked up two of of the dolls on the shelf.
"Damn, I wish I could look good in an outfit like Kiryna." She said, playing with the fluffy skirt the plastic doll had.
"But you will~! You're like so awesome." Evan said, playing with the arms of his favourite doll, Ian.
"Yeah right. So why hasn't Kiryna and Noah *still* haven't officially hooked up in your photostories?" Freya prodded, adjusting the 60cm doll's trenchcoat.
"Because... I've been... distracted from my hobbies." Evan said, playing with the little wolfears of his other favourite, Harry.
"I guess we all have been a bit distracted with life." Freya sighed.
"Hopefully stuff will be more exciting soon..." Evan said brightly, wrapping the plastic arms of Harry around the smaller Ian.
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Prior pressed the paper down into the chemicals with the clip like tongs and waited for the image to slowly appear through the red tinted glow of the lights. His hands sweated unbearably in the rubber gloves as a familiar face showed up on the paper.
"Hmmm, Prior, you should expose it for about three seconds more. It's a bit too light..." A voice broke Prior's reverie. He jumped and saw one of his classmates lift the paper out, dipped it in the second tub and settled it in the tub of fixer.
"E-e-e-er, o-okay Evan." Prior smiled slightly, Evan being the only one who never teased Prior's stutter. Evan grinned back and began to develop his own photo. Prior went back to his small cubical, pressing the light on to readjust the focus of his negative. The inversed shadows painfully reminded Prior of the person he wanted so badly. It was a friendly smile, and with goggles hanging around the person's bare neck, Prior blushed thinking back to that day...
"C-c-can I-I-I take a-a pic A-anders?" Prior asked embarrassingly, the heavy SLR strap cutting into his neck slightly. He had just spent the last five minutes struggling to speak as he, quite admittedly, been looking at Ander's almost naked body save for the small speedos Anders had on. The blue haired boy turned and smiled, "Sure thing Prior. Is this okay?"
Anders placed one hand on his hip and and held his hand up in a friendly, waving gesture. Prior fumbled with his camera, blushing heavily at his clumsy movements. He felt his face turn red as he quietly apologised.
"No worries Prior. Just make sure I don't look ugly for the yearbook." Anders chuckled. Prior blush and began to click some pictures, making sure to not crop out certain details. Anders definitely had a swimmer's body, with defined arms and abs. Prior wondered how it would feel to run his hand over those sculpted abs, or be held by those arms or...
"Heya, Prior, your pic's been in the developer too long, you silly Ning Nong." Bea crooned, carelessly slapping wet photos into a tray. "Anymore before I dry them and--- OOOOOOOOH, SHIRTLESS MEN EH?"
Bea leaned over Prior's photo and giggled. Evan rushed over and giggled with Bea.
"Ooh la la, Prior's got half naked pics of UN-DEEEEEEEEEEERS." Bea sang. "We knew you got rescued by him, but DAMN, I can't believe he rewarded you with this."
"Ngaaaaaaw, Prior and Anders are finally happening! If only me and my Pickle could be together~! We could double date!"
"Evan, you and Garou ARE together!" Bea mock-remarked. Evan giggled and hugged Prior.
"Congrats!"
Prior began to flail as Bea also glomped him.
"G-g-g-guys! W-w-w-we're in the d-d-d-d-darkroom. It's d-d-d-dangerous!" Prior cried, "A-a-a-a-and we d-d-d-didn't do anything...."
"Awwww, I'm sorry Prior." Evan and Bea said in unison.
Prior blushed.
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Dear WhineJournal,
Sorry I haven't updated my flickR in awhile. I haven't felt inspired lately and the crazy purple haired girl has been using me to take pics for her yearbook thing. Kinda annoying really. I wish I could tell her that I rather not, since I have to take pics of people who treated me awfully for the last couple of years.
But hey, I'm Prior Woods, the gay kid who stutters a lot. Even I would pick on me if I wasn't me :/
Today was really humiliating though. I fell in the school's pool and nearly drowned. I wish I did though, cuz guess who pulled me out? Anders. Swim captain Anders. And I was flailing and kicking and looked like a drowned rat. Gaaaaargh. And he was all pretty and sweet asking if I was okay and stuff.
*sighs* Guys, I've liked this guy for a while and now... I dunno. My feelings have been kicked up a notch now he's personally talked to me and didn't make fun of my stutter. He treated me... like a human.
Evan, before you say anything, no, I will not let you verify his sexuality for me. Or anything. Because even if he was gay he would have someone hawt. Not a frumpy, lil stuttery weirdo like me.
Anywho WhineJournal friends list, check of Pickle-Lover46's blog entry. Cuz Evan's shoop skills pwn mine.
~Prior~
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Atticus Kit O'Warren wrote on Matilda May's wall.
Keep it positive! As you slap her to the floor! Keep it Positive! As you pull her hair and call her whore!
William Saunders.
You can take her in a fight! You two will reunite! You know we're right! We are positive! KILL HER!
Evan Clifford.
Girls! Girls! Violence is never wise. Not the way to win back guys....
William Saunders.
Plus she's twice as big as Matilda's thighs. Who's got a plan B?
Read 50 more comments.
Atticus Kit O'Warren.
GUYS! He left while we were SHAKING OUR JUNK!
Matilda May.
WHAT THE HOLY FLYING FUCK?
Garou Gregory Bennet.
Er, yeah. Seems Evan found Legally Blonde the musical on Youtwit.
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Evan Clifford wrote on William Saunders' wall.
You're my muse! Look, you got the best FREAKING SHOES!
Atticus Kit O'Warren.
Sweetie, you walked into the SUPPLY CLOSET!
William Saunders.
I know! I said I'm not wearing THAT again. I'm wearing THIS! *pink outfit*
Atticus Kit O'Warren.
Ironically I AM Irish... So I get to be the hot UPS guy?
William Saunders.
Damn Nobu-lette.
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Katalina Gardyner is listening to "Legally Blonde."
William Saunders.
When Emmett and Elle sing about their unspoken feelings to each other I want to scream "IT'S A PROP DOOR!"
Katalina Gardyner.
I know! And I think that Lucas looks like Emmett.
Freya Elda Bennet.
I'm Miss Woods Comma Elle?
William Saunders.
I bet Three butts is Kyle then.
Katalina Gardyner.
HEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
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Atticus Kit O'Warren changed his name to Kit O'Warren.
31 People like this.
Matilda May says.
Thank GOD.
William Saunders says.
Ngaw, now I can't pretend you're an awesome sexy lawyer.
Kit O'Warren says.
Wanna bet? *licks*
Freya Elda Bennet says.
A certain Nobububububububububu won't like this.
Katalina Gardyner
I thought Atticus Finch was a literary character who was the epitome of righteousness and Gary-Stu ness. STOP TAINTING OUR LITERARY FIGURES WILL!
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Kit O'Warren wrote to William Saunders' Wall.
You've been a bad girl GAGA. A BAD, BAD GIRL. *bites cookie dough*
William Saunders.
Mmmm Hmmm Honey Kit. *bites cookie dough.
Kit O'Warren.
I always knew you would take my honey you motherfucker.
William Saunders.
Once you kill the cow, you gotta make the burger.
Kit O'Warren.
LET'S MAKE A SANDWICH!
William Saunders.
Do you promise we'll never see Macey and Mina EVER again?
Kit O'Warren.
I promise. *lesbian lovin'*
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Kit O'Warren is now in a relationship with Nobu Moon.
10 People Like This.
Evan Clifford.
OH MY GOD, OMG YOU GUYS. LOOKS LIKE KIT HAS WON THE PRIZE.
William Saunders.
IF THERE EVER WAS A PERFECT COUPLE THIS ONE QUALIFIES.OMG YOU GUYS.
Nobu Moon.
Hehe ;)
Garou Bennet.
Gratz.
Beatrice Peel.
Take your pants off.
Freya Elda Bennet.
WHY HELLO THERE BOYF OF MY BFFL.
Beatrice Peel.
Lol.
Willliam Saunders.
And here I was hoping we would continue the song.
Matilda May.
FINE. OMG THIS IS HAPPENING!
Katalina Gardyner.
Yaeys! Gooooo Kit! I'm happy for you~!
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Evan Clifford commented on Prior Wood's photo.
Come on Prior, be on MyFace more. And I think your pic is so aesthetically pleasing ;D
Rating: T
Words: You're a word.
Warning: You got this far.
Disclaimers: Any reference to pop/contemporary culture of any kind does not belong to me.
Previous chapters: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII-A, VII-B, VIII, IX, X, XI ,XII, XIII, XIV, XV, XVI, XVII, XVIII, VIX, XX, XXI, XXII
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He didn't like this. Not at all. He could practically feel eyeballs glaring giantic holes into his body. His neck ached from staring at the floor and the camera strap was beginning to cut into his neck.
The water splashed suddenly onto his pant leg and Prior reeled back, holding his camera protectively and letting out an unnaturally high squeal. Gaining his composure, he realised how effeminate that reaction was and blushed. He didn't dare to look up, just in case that person was here. That sweet face, hot guy who was so kind to Prior...
His face reddened as he thought of seeing the swim captain in those speedos again. Great, not only Prior had a messed up way of speaking, he was gay for the most popular guy in school.
He was broken out of his reverie was he felt a violent tug on his camera.
"HEY GUYS, HOW'S IT GOING?!" Bea yelled, running and dragging Prior along the slippery poolside. He blushed madly, struggling to remove the camera yet desparately trying not to drop that $500 piece of equipment. Oh god, why did Bea have to be so loud. He didn't like all of this attention. He rather just preferred sitting in the school yard taking photos for his folio.
He heard people make comments, but Prior was rushing to put his camera away. There was too much of a chance of wrecking it if noone was even standing up and feeling very photogenic.
"Oh silly, Prior!" Bea giggled. "Don't put it away!" Her voice sent a jolt right through him. Why didn't he have the heart to say no to her? Well, she was nice to him. She was his friend. And god knows Prior needs friends.
Prior fiddled with the straps, unsure whether to bring his camera out or not. He glanced up nervously at Bea for a confirmation.
"You're going to need it. We're taking pictures for the yearbook, remember?" She smiled. Prior nodded, but he still began to edge away, the attention he was receiving almost suffocating him. He hated talking so much. What if someone laughed at him? What if they began to pick on him? He tried pushing away memories as he plodded along the edge of the pool. He liked seeing the way the light moved within the water, the way the water shifted. Seeing the mundane as something more...
He wondered if anyone else saw things the way he did. The overwhelming stab of loneliness struck as he thought of his past encounters. He hated this so much. He wanted to be able to talk like Bea did. He wanted to be the one smiling, talking. But, he didn't want to get hurt. He hated his life. Why couldn't he just...
His thoughts were interrupted as he feel his leg give way into the water. His heart raced violently. He tried to grab onto something. His legs couldn't feel ground. He began to panic. Water burned his nostrils. He didn't want to die yet. He just didn't. He thrashed more violently, trying to grab a hold on something.
He felt something wrap around his waist and pull him up. He felt his entire body was drain as he clung desparately to the floor as air surrounded him. He violently spat out as much water as he could.
He felt a towel wrap around his wet body and he leaned against something. No wait, it was a someone. Prior glanced up and began to go red. It was Anders.
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"Are you alright?" Oh damn, Anders could see right through Prior's clothes. Anders blushed and brushed a red hair from Prior's face. Prior wiped his nose and nodded weakly. The change rooms seemed so much more bigger with only Anders and Prior.
He rubbed his bare arm nervously and said, "Do you need to go to the sickbag? You look pretty shaken up." The redhaired boy shook his head and pulled the towel around himself closer. Anders felt a tinge of disappointment, but he felt an almost innate need to be protective. Prior seemed so fragile and easily hurt.
"Um..." Anders started, unsure whether to keep talking to this silent photographer, "That must've been scary for you. I'm sorry I couldn't have come in sooner." Prior glanced up and whispered, "I-i-i-t's.... o-o-o-o-o-okay."
"Do you need a hug?" Anders asked, feeling his heart melt. Prior nodded and shyly shifted towards Anders.
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Kit felt weird as he plodded along the footpath. Music blarred in his ears but it didn't matter. He felt strange, he didn't feel like switching off. In fact, he loved strolling along, feeling the air brush against his skin, looking up at the sky and feeling... not so bad.
But today, he felt unusually happy. His mind was reeling though as he thought back over the weekend. He remembered trying to cook as Nobu feebly tried to teach, or playing Mario cart, or just being with Nobu. He liked that. To just sit and be near Nobu made Kit feel all smushy inside. Of course, Kit will need to keep up his badass look.
After the extremely fast walk to school, Kit weaved his way towards the tables upon the fake grass. However there was only Garou sitting there with his maths homework spread out.
"Heya Garou." Kit said, setting his school bag down. Garou didn't look up as he said, "Hey Kit. How was the weekend?"
And for some unfathomable reason Kit began to laugh. It wasn't one of those everyday laughs he got with his friends, but a deep hearty laugh that almost made him snort.
"Um... what's wrong with you Kit?" Garou asked nervously, adjusting his glasses. Kit just began to bounce excitedly on the table as he said, "Oh nothiiiiiiing~! Ahahahahahahaha, everything's just awesome~!"
"Erm... right..." Garou said, raising an eyebrow. Kit grinned and pulled Garou into a crushing hug. "Don't look so grumpy there~!" Kit said, patting him.
"Heya guys!" Freya said, raising an eyebrow at the display.
"Help me sis... Kit's... happy." Garou groaned as he pulled away from Kit.
"So?" Freya said, blinking. Garou facepalmed and repeated, "Kit's. Happy."
Freya raised her eyebrows and Kit laughed harder. God, he just felt so happy and almost bursting at the seams just thinking about it. The Bennet siblings stepped back and Freya exclaimed, "Oh my GOD, Kit IS happy! What did you do to the Kit we know?"
Before Kit could answer, he was glomped by a small ball of energy.
"OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD
OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD!" Evan squeed.
"CONGRATS KITKITKITKITKIT!"
Freya and Garou edged away in fear at the spectacle in front of them.
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Kit looked at his watch again and cursed the fact he was late. But it didn't dampen his floaty, Evan style mood. He decided to be fashionably late and slowed down to a walk. His mind was oozing with thoughts when he saw a small figure crouch at a locker.
"Heya Nobu." Kit said, kneeling down to Nobu's height. Nobu blushed and whispered, "Hello Kit-kun." His eyes shifted back into his locker. Kit shifted closer until the back of his hand barely touched Nobu's. Nobu gasped softly but rubbed his hand back, smiling and blushing. Kit raised his eyebrow suggestively, inducing another blush from Nobu.
"So, urm... want to study at my place tonight?" Kit said with a small smile, his hand enveloping Nobu's. Nobu replied, "Y...yes... Kit-kun.... I... I want to."
Kit glanced around. Nobu's locker area was in a small area concealed by buildings and trees. It was more quiet than a fanclub for Shane Kelly. Kit looked at his watch and saw there was 4 minutes left for homeroom. His heart beated faster as he thought about...
"Oh fuck it."
Kit grabbed the front of Nobu's blazer and pressed him against the lockers, kissing him deeply. The locks clang loudly as Nobu kissed back, whimpering softly. Kit's heart shivered, feeling so utterly elated. Nobu clung to Kit's jumper, moaning slightly as Kit moved down to Nobu's neck. Kit mischievously smiled as he rubbed against Nobu's small frame.
Kit stepped back, both of them panting heavily. Kit smirked at Nobu frantically straightening his blazer as his hair stuck out.
"Here..." Kit said, combing Nobu's hair flat. Nobu blushed again and said "Arigato..." Kit grinned and closed his eyes, intending to kiss Nobu on the cheek.
"Ow Kit kun." Nobu giggled, wiping the tip of his nose. Great, Kit only got his nose. Kit laughed and said, "Sorry about your nose." Damn his height.
"So, urm... see ya." Kit said, walking off. Nobu nodded and blushed.
Ah, it felt good to be in love.
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"So like, do we even have costumes?" Freya asked, swiveling on Evan's computer chair. Evan begun digging through his closet and said, "Well, I got this Sailor Fuku I got from that anime convention..."
He placed a top on his bed as Freya peered closer. "Geez Evan, do you ever iron your clothes?"
"Oh, never. Oh! I remember buying this in one of the stalls. Here, I think it's your size." Evan pulled out a frilly blue and white outfit with an oddly high amount of ribbons attached.
"What the crap?" Freya said, poking at it.
"Don't you remember? It's Chii's bakery outfit. Ooooh you're going to look adorable as Chii... I already got the hair spools and stuff ready... Your headphones would pass off as persocom ears too.." Evan began to go off into one of his tangents.
Freya held the dress against her and gasped at her reflection. "EVAN! I can't wear this! It'll show too much of my thighs. I do not want Kurt slobbering over me."
"But so will Lucas. And you look adorable anyways."
"I am NOT adorable." Freya pouted, which only worsened the effect.
Evan grinned and wrapped his sailor shirt on.
"Do you think Nobu will think this uniform is authentic?" Evan said, twirling around.
"If you ask me, Nobu will be too distracted by our darling Kit."
"Oh, it's so sweeeeeeeeeet. It's like my dolls' stories are coming true~!" Evan swooned, holding one of his large japanese monstrosities. Freya went over and picked up two of of the dolls on the shelf.
"Damn, I wish I could look good in an outfit like Kiryna." She said, playing with the fluffy skirt the plastic doll had.
"But you will~! You're like so awesome." Evan said, playing with the arms of his favourite doll, Ian.
"Yeah right. So why hasn't Kiryna and Noah *still* haven't officially hooked up in your photostories?" Freya prodded, adjusting the 60cm doll's trenchcoat.
"Because... I've been... distracted from my hobbies." Evan said, playing with the little wolfears of his other favourite, Harry.
"I guess we all have been a bit distracted with life." Freya sighed.
"Hopefully stuff will be more exciting soon..." Evan said brightly, wrapping the plastic arms of Harry around the smaller Ian.
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Prior pressed the paper down into the chemicals with the clip like tongs and waited for the image to slowly appear through the red tinted glow of the lights. His hands sweated unbearably in the rubber gloves as a familiar face showed up on the paper.
"Hmmm, Prior, you should expose it for about three seconds more. It's a bit too light..." A voice broke Prior's reverie. He jumped and saw one of his classmates lift the paper out, dipped it in the second tub and settled it in the tub of fixer.
"E-e-e-er, o-okay Evan." Prior smiled slightly, Evan being the only one who never teased Prior's stutter. Evan grinned back and began to develop his own photo. Prior went back to his small cubical, pressing the light on to readjust the focus of his negative. The inversed shadows painfully reminded Prior of the person he wanted so badly. It was a friendly smile, and with goggles hanging around the person's bare neck, Prior blushed thinking back to that day...
"C-c-can I-I-I take a-a pic A-anders?" Prior asked embarrassingly, the heavy SLR strap cutting into his neck slightly. He had just spent the last five minutes struggling to speak as he, quite admittedly, been looking at Ander's almost naked body save for the small speedos Anders had on. The blue haired boy turned and smiled, "Sure thing Prior. Is this okay?"
Anders placed one hand on his hip and and held his hand up in a friendly, waving gesture. Prior fumbled with his camera, blushing heavily at his clumsy movements. He felt his face turn red as he quietly apologised.
"No worries Prior. Just make sure I don't look ugly for the yearbook." Anders chuckled. Prior blush and began to click some pictures, making sure to not crop out certain details. Anders definitely had a swimmer's body, with defined arms and abs. Prior wondered how it would feel to run his hand over those sculpted abs, or be held by those arms or...
"Heya, Prior, your pic's been in the developer too long, you silly Ning Nong." Bea crooned, carelessly slapping wet photos into a tray. "Anymore before I dry them and--- OOOOOOOOH, SHIRTLESS MEN EH?"
Bea leaned over Prior's photo and giggled. Evan rushed over and giggled with Bea.
"Ooh la la, Prior's got half naked pics of UN-DEEEEEEEEEEERS." Bea sang. "We knew you got rescued by him, but DAMN, I can't believe he rewarded you with this."
"Ngaaaaaaw, Prior and Anders are finally happening! If only me and my Pickle could be together~! We could double date!"
"Evan, you and Garou ARE together!" Bea mock-remarked. Evan giggled and hugged Prior.
"Congrats!"
Prior began to flail as Bea also glomped him.
"G-g-g-guys! W-w-w-we're in the d-d-d-d-darkroom. It's d-d-d-dangerous!" Prior cried, "A-a-a-a-and we d-d-d-didn't do anything...."
"Awwww, I'm sorry Prior." Evan and Bea said in unison.
Prior blushed.
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Dear WhineJournal,
Sorry I haven't updated my flickR in awhile. I haven't felt inspired lately and the crazy purple haired girl has been using me to take pics for her yearbook thing. Kinda annoying really. I wish I could tell her that I rather not, since I have to take pics of people who treated me awfully for the last couple of years.
But hey, I'm Prior Woods, the gay kid who stutters a lot. Even I would pick on me if I wasn't me :/
Today was really humiliating though. I fell in the school's pool and nearly drowned. I wish I did though, cuz guess who pulled me out? Anders. Swim captain Anders. And I was flailing and kicking and looked like a drowned rat. Gaaaaargh. And he was all pretty and sweet asking if I was okay and stuff.
*sighs* Guys, I've liked this guy for a while and now... I dunno. My feelings have been kicked up a notch now he's personally talked to me and didn't make fun of my stutter. He treated me... like a human.
Evan, before you say anything, no, I will not let you verify his sexuality for me. Or anything. Because even if he was gay he would have someone hawt. Not a frumpy, lil stuttery weirdo like me.
Anywho WhineJournal friends list, check of Pickle-Lover46's blog entry. Cuz Evan's shoop skills pwn mine.
~Prior~
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Atticus Kit O'Warren wrote on Matilda May's wall.
Keep it positive! As you slap her to the floor! Keep it Positive! As you pull her hair and call her whore!
William Saunders.
You can take her in a fight! You two will reunite! You know we're right! We are positive! KILL HER!
Evan Clifford.
Girls! Girls! Violence is never wise. Not the way to win back guys....
William Saunders.
Plus she's twice as big as Matilda's thighs. Who's got a plan B?
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Atticus Kit O'Warren.
GUYS! He left while we were SHAKING OUR JUNK!
Matilda May.
WHAT THE HOLY FLYING FUCK?
Garou Gregory Bennet.
Er, yeah. Seems Evan found Legally Blonde the musical on Youtwit.
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Evan Clifford wrote on William Saunders' wall.
You're my muse! Look, you got the best FREAKING SHOES!
Atticus Kit O'Warren.
Sweetie, you walked into the SUPPLY CLOSET!
William Saunders.
I know! I said I'm not wearing THAT again. I'm wearing THIS! *pink outfit*
Atticus Kit O'Warren.
Ironically I AM Irish... So I get to be the hot UPS guy?
William Saunders.
Damn Nobu-lette.
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Katalina Gardyner is listening to "Legally Blonde."
William Saunders.
When Emmett and Elle sing about their unspoken feelings to each other I want to scream "IT'S A PROP DOOR!"
Katalina Gardyner.
I know! And I think that Lucas looks like Emmett.
Freya Elda Bennet.
I'm Miss Woods Comma Elle?
William Saunders.
I bet Three butts is Kyle then.
Katalina Gardyner.
HEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
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Atticus Kit O'Warren changed his name to Kit O'Warren.
31 People like this.
Matilda May says.
Thank GOD.
William Saunders says.
Ngaw, now I can't pretend you're an awesome sexy lawyer.
Kit O'Warren says.
Wanna bet? *licks*
Freya Elda Bennet says.
A certain Nobububububububububu won't like this.
Katalina Gardyner
I thought Atticus Finch was a literary character who was the epitome of righteousness and Gary-Stu ness. STOP TAINTING OUR LITERARY FIGURES WILL!
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Kit O'Warren wrote to William Saunders' Wall.
You've been a bad girl GAGA. A BAD, BAD GIRL. *bites cookie dough*
William Saunders.
Mmmm Hmmm Honey Kit. *bites cookie dough.
Kit O'Warren.
I always knew you would take my honey you motherfucker.
William Saunders.
Once you kill the cow, you gotta make the burger.
Kit O'Warren.
LET'S MAKE A SANDWICH!
William Saunders.
Do you promise we'll never see Macey and Mina EVER again?
Kit O'Warren.
I promise. *lesbian lovin'*
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Kit O'Warren is now in a relationship with Nobu Moon.
10 People Like This.
Evan Clifford.
OH MY GOD, OMG YOU GUYS. LOOKS LIKE KIT HAS WON THE PRIZE.
William Saunders.
IF THERE EVER WAS A PERFECT COUPLE THIS ONE QUALIFIES.OMG YOU GUYS.
Nobu Moon.
Hehe ;)
Garou Bennet.
Gratz.
Beatrice Peel.
Take your pants off.
Freya Elda Bennet.
WHY HELLO THERE BOYF OF MY BFFL.
Beatrice Peel.
Lol.
Willliam Saunders.
And here I was hoping we would continue the song.
Matilda May.
FINE. OMG THIS IS HAPPENING!
Katalina Gardyner.
Yaeys! Gooooo Kit! I'm happy for you~!
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Evan Clifford commented on Prior Wood's photo.
Come on Prior, be on MyFace more. And I think your pic is so aesthetically pleasing ;D
