birds of a feather
Thread Topic: birds of a feather
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(literally- and she probably left it unblocked for my sisters.
f--- my life, ig.)
"Yeah. I- I seriously am sorry," Connor mumbled, looking down at his shoes. "There's- there's not any way I can, y'know, make it up to you?" He asked, glancing back at Evan. -
(what?? that’s so annoying >:()
Evan paused what he was doing, glancing over to Conner and thinking for a moment. “Get me out of trouble with Jensen. I don’t care how you do it, but get her off my back.”
(maybe they could like… pretend to date or conner could say they “rlly had a connection” or smth and the guidance counselor wants proof and they end up actually falling for each other?) -
(yeah, but yk, not much i can do abt it without my mom probing me more-)
"Okay- Yeah, I'll- I'll see what I can do," Connor replied, a small smile on his face. "I mean- I'm not entirely sure how to do that just yet, but- but I'll figure it out." -
(ik it’s still sucks :()
“Yeah, just figure it out, I don’t care,” Evan said, looking back at his work. -
(yeah. i'll hopefully be free from it when i move out-
or maybe i can convince her to take the restrictions off when i'm 18- which is coming soon)
Connor nodded and looked back down, setting his journal on the table and opening it. He pulled out his pencil, going back to doodling in silence. -
(ooo yeah that’s true that’s true)
(when should we ts to?) -
(hmmmmm not sureeee-
sorry i'm so braindead rn xD) -
(ur good! maybe evan could just be hanging out and conner comes up acting super buddy buddy/flirty and evan is super discusted and or confused until he sees the guidance counselor and goes along with it?)
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(ooh yeah, that sounds good :)
you wanna start or shall i?) -
(i can :)
Evan walked up to his locker, putting his books away in it. He hummed quietly, minding his own business. -
Connor quickly came around the corner, looking around for Evan. He spotted him and rushed over, plastering a smile on his face. "Evan, my guy! How're you doin' this morning?" He asked, patting the light-brown haired boy on the back.
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Evan scrunched his nose, shrugging Connor’s hand away. “The f--- are you doing?” He saw Jensen behind Conner, his heart stopping for a second. “I- I mean, really good! Yeah, I’m doin great, how are you?” He forced out, glaring at Conner and turning back to his locker.
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"Doin' just fine, glad- glad to hear you're doing well," Connor spat out, forcing a smile on his face. "Well, you two seem to be getting along, at least better than yesterday," Jensen said with a small chuckle, clearly sensing the tension the boys were sharing but not letting them know.
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“Oh, yeah,” Evan said with a quiet chuckle, grabbing a few of his books and putting them in his bag. He slung it over it his shoulder. “Fight is really so childish- anyways, I really gotta get to class.”
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"Yeah- See ya, dude!" Connor replied with an awkward smile, waving as he walked off. Jensen laughed softly, patting the dark haired boy's shoulder for a moment. "I can tell you're trying to be nice, whether it's for some ulterior motive, or you just feel bad for yesterday. While that performance was definitely not believable, I do hope to see you two become, at least friends, okay?" Connor exhaled, nodding. "Yeah." "And who knows? Maybe this will turn your reputation around among your peers."
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