chuckylover911
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"And isn't he kinda old to be cracking dumb jokes like that?" He meant it as more of a statement than a question, his voice lowering in volume following Dave's example.
Chris fingered the uncreased pages of his closed textbook, the sharp edges dragging along his flesh threatened to cut slivers into his skin and draw pinpricks of blood if he wasn't careful. He tried to keep the smile off his face as he turned to the front of the room in order to keep up the facade that he was paying attention to what the teacher was saying. Mr. Kershaw showed no signs that he detected any of their conversation so far, and so Chris let his guard down a little. It wasn't as if the guy was talking about anything important. At the moment he wasn't even teaching them anything, just droning on about introducing them to biology and what they would be learning in the coming weeks. Nothing actually useful or important. Besides, he was enjoying Dave's and his little chat more than he would care to admit.
"You're like my savior. I'm glad I don't have to endure this class alone." His tone light and joking as his smile seemed to be permanently etched into his face. It hadn't even occurred to him that the other students were in the same boat as him, his focus was usually centered on himself and was just starting to include Dave. In the short time he'd known the guy he didn't feel like he was being used, or that Dave wanted anything in return just for talking to him. Not to mention he was really easy to get along with, an ideal friend if Chris ever had one. He still didn't trust him though. They needed to get to know each other more before Chris could judge whether of not Dave was on his side.
Chris fingered the uncreased pages of his closed textbook, the sharp edges dragging along his flesh threatened to cut slivers into his skin and draw pinpricks of blood if he wasn't careful. He tried to keep the smile off his face as he turned to the front of the room in order to keep up the facade that he was paying attention to what the teacher was saying. Mr. Kershaw showed no signs that he detected any of their conversation so far, and so Chris let his guard down a little. It wasn't as if the guy was talking about anything important. At the moment he wasn't even teaching them anything, just droning on about introducing them to biology and what they would be learning in the coming weeks. Nothing actually useful or important. Besides, he was enjoying Dave's and his little chat more than he would care to admit.
"You're like my savior. I'm glad I don't have to endure this class alone." His tone light and joking as his smile seemed to be permanently etched into his face. It hadn't even occurred to him that the other students were in the same boat as him, his focus was usually centered on himself and was just starting to include Dave. In the short time he'd known the guy he didn't feel like he was being used, or that Dave wanted anything in return just for talking to him. Not to mention he was really easy to get along with, an ideal friend if Chris ever had one. He still didn't trust him though. They needed to get to know each other more before Chris could judge whether of not Dave was on his side.
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