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Fantasy Brother's Grim Academy

Cicero sighed once as he walked futher into the cafeteria, still looking around him for some company. As he continued to walk, his eyes fell on a pair of girls by one of the tables. Izzy and Emma. His steps slowed as he debated if he should aproach them or not.
 
(Timezones are the root of all EVIL!!... Nyeh..)


Leveret had in the start followed the pair of students, but thanks to his nimbleness he had slipped from Adam's grip. He watched the two walk to the cafeteria. "Humh... Sweet kids.. " O'Hare swung his cane around and leisurely walked the other way towards the staff room. He placed an ear and listened.. "Oh good.. Either Plestil is not here, or he is hiding and waiting to strike me down.. Ehh.." Leveret pushed the door open and went in, quickly scanning his surroundings. "Yup.. He's not here." Leveret chuckled and moved over to get some coffee and an apple.
 
Cicero nodded once toward them two and walked over to them.


"Long time no see eh?" He said with a bright smile as he aproached them.
 
Adam paused upon entering the cafeteria, instantly uncomfortable. He hated crowds. And it seemed like that was enough of a kick from reality, because he instantly came to his senses and was left with a major headache. Groaning, he stopped in the doorway and held his head, losing Izzy in the process. Shaking his head, he peered into the cafeteria. He spotted Izzy sitting with a couple of other girls, some of which he knew and some that he didn't, waving over a guy with purple hair. Is his hair actually purple or am I still high? Adam cringed. High? Was that what being high was like? Gawd, I am never ever doing drugs. That was horrible.


Adam shuffled into the cafeteria and sat himself down at an empty table, dropping his head forward onto the table with a *bang*. I hate my life. Gawd. I even mentioned the Beast... Sh-t, I mentioned the Beast!
 
She saw him at the table alone and sighed. "Will you excuse me?" She rushed to the table where Adam was and sat there. "Not liking the crowds after being high?" She asked him softly.


@Cuddly Kraken
 
She giggled looking at him."You touched O'Hare's ears. That got me jealous, I have a bunny but since no pets are allowed I can't bring her." She smiled. "I owe you lunch."
 
"Owe me lunch?" Adam repeated, baffled. "Why would you owe me lunch? And why are you over here? It looks like your friends want you back over there..." Adam slumped and pursed his lips.
 
"Well aren't you my friend?" She looked at him confused. Sighing she got up. "I promised you lunch, but since you want to be alone I'll let you." She walked back to her friends.
 
"I've felt great, not that mutch to be upset about, what about you?" Cicero grinned and sat down by the table, looking straight into Emmas eyes with a large ammount of playfulness in his smile.
 
She looks down, a small blush on her face."I've been pretty good, I did skip magic though, just didn't feel like going to that class. I also me a princess named Crystal, a real life snow white." She giggles. "Wheres your lunch man?"
 
"Oh right, totally forgot about that." Cicero chuckled before giving her a grin. He studied her appearance carefully as not to get caught staring.
 
Adam sighed and crossed his arms on the table, resting his forehead on his bicep. Way to go, Adam, screwing up the only friendship you actually had here. Adam whimpered like a wounded animal and pressed closer to himself, hiding his face in his arms. I just want to go home...
 
"Well do you want some of mine, I bring a lot extra cause I'm always really hungry." Emma yawn and gave him a look," quit looking at me so hard, like is there something on me or something?"
 
Adam cringed upon hearing her voice, and the telltale thud of a tray being set down. He didn't want food, he didn't want her help, he didn't want to be here, he wanted to be alone! "Please, just leave me alone..." Adam said quietly, just trying to control the shaking of his voice and body. "Just leave me alone." Adam cringed. Sh-t, control your temper!
 
Cicero raised an eyebrow with a smile.


"Well, you do have a nose there" he said, grinning and pointing towards the centre of her face.


"And thank you, but no. If you are hungry you should eat it" A slight nod was given from him as he spoke and he leaned back on the chair.
 
She rubbed her nose and laughed. "Alright but still here have one of these brownies, I made too many and I really wanted someone to try them out and see how they are. I would ask Izzy but shes got boy troubles right now." She hands him a thick brownie.
 
Adam winced at her words, but his guilt was drowned out as stress chocked him, his apology never but a thought as a shudder went down his spine. He was changing, becoming the thing he hated more than the sorceress herself that cursed him; the Beast. Adam slammed a fist down on the table, cracking it slightly, and stood abruptly. He sprinted from the cafeteria, needing to be alone. He needed to find an empty classroom, the exit, something! Adam skidded to a stop. O'Hare's room was empty! Reminding himself to apologize to the rabbit man later, he went inside and locked the door behind him. He backed into the far corner and sank to his knees as pain wracked his body. I hate Mondays.
 
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Ryker smiled at the girl that sat down with him. He appreciated the gesture, then her friend came up to her and took her away. He brushed his hair out of his face with his hand and shot any girl near him a wickedly beautiful smile. Ryker didn't really like attracting attention in that way- he'd rather do it one at a time, but he decided it was time to make friends. Well, he didn't have any friends. They were more like 'whatever' to him. Maybe someday someone special will swoop in and make him divulge his true feelings. He often hid his true feelings and actual intentions, seeming like a mystery. He was dangerous once he was attached to something or someone because once they took it away, he becomes his true self. The big bad wolf.
 

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