I Open My Lungs, Dear...(P)

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    ❝If you treat people as if they are below you...❞


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#000000;borderwidth=20px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 150px]ic; Alex watched him and the dog for a moment before she nodded, taking a hold of the dog's collar. "Well, it was... nice to meet you..." she murmured, starting off with the dog. After going into the apartments, she emerged moments later, without the dog, of course, and started back in the direction of the school. Now, she knew she would be late, as it was only 5 minutes until 3rd period started.
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    With that over and done with, David retreated back into the trees, heading back to the school that same way Alex was heading. She seems nice. He thought uncharacteristically as he hurried back into the school.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#000000;borderwidth=20px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 150px]ic; 3rd period was math class, and try as Alex did, she found she hated the class with every fiber of her being. In any other class, it wasn't hard to be good, but math... it was nearly impossible just to be average. After sitting through a lecture about the assignment, said assignment was handed out, to be completed by the end of the class period. For most of it, she just stared at the paper, chewing on her pencil and thinking about fairies.
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    David looked around the classroom, bored. Math was the one thing he'd actually excelled at, and he'd never had to do.. extra credit.. work for this class. Whatever the teacher was talking about, he already knew, and his assignment was finished almost by the time they'd all been handed out.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#000000;borderwidth=20px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 150px]ic; Alex finished up the assignment, filling it mostly with random numbers that held no meaning. If she got a bad grade in a class, she'd be fine, she'd learned how to forge signatures of parents she'd never had a long time ago. Alex passed the paper to the front, where it was handed into the basket, and waited for the class to end while she read her favorite book for the millionth time, It by Stephen King.
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    David lazily swing his feet on top of his desk, tapping the cheap plastic chair below him with a finger. This left him some extra time to think about the girl. Bold. was his single thought that resonated through his head. The girl had been bold, and independent. David wondered if there was another trait he was missing, or even if this all was worth it. He may never actually even have a conversation with her, so why was he so interested?

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#000000;borderwidth=20px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 150px]ic; Once the class ended, Alex remembered she had science. Which meant experiments, you know, the stereotypical set up, lab coats, chemicals, and worst of all, partners. It wasn't that people disliked Alex, no, quite the opposite, it was just that girls hated her. Guys, however, liked her quite a lot, even if sometimes it was for the wrong reasons. But, under the reign of Cindy, every girl hated her, unless they were one of the goths that hung around coffee shops with cigarettes hanging from their Tripp pants...
    Alex walked into the room, sitting in the back and praying that there would be an odd number of people, so she could be alone.
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    As the bell rang, David let out an exasperated sigh. Science. He stood up and hurried into his next class without a thought, pushing through the door almost impatiently.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#000000;borderwidth=20px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 150px]ic; Alex bit her lip, praying Mr. Pess didn't assign the man who'd stumbled in to her table. "Mr. David, you'll be back with Red." the balding man said, not even looking up from his clipboard. Mentally, Alex cursed, but on the outside, she said nothing. Of course, where else would Mr. Pess put the boy? She was the only person with an empty seat beside her. "You may begin."
    Alex put on her safety glasses and pulled her hair back, pulling on the white lab coat and looking at the assignment.
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    David sat down next to Alex as soon as he'd been assigned. "Hey." He murmured, placing down whatever he had brought with him on the floor beside the table.
    (sorry, rushed :P)

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#000000;borderwidth=20px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 150px]ic; Alex bit her lip, pouring some of this and a little of that into a beaker. "Hi." she murmured, scribbling something down on the paper. They had to form a Non-Nuclosive substance using at least 4 Bio-Laxin chemicals (All made up xD), which was not only difficult, but also extremely precise. Alex poured some more of the first chemical, and it fizzed up only to go back down to half the size prior.
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    David just watched. Science and physics had never been strength of his, with all of the precise measurements and weird chemicals. He was content to leave it be.
    ((XD))

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#000000;borderwidth=20px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 150px]ic; After a few moments, Alex tipped over the beaker onto the counter, and it did not seep as liquid would, but simply lay there, as if it were yogurt. Alex picked it up, molding it with her hands, and it worked. Satisfied, Alex scribbled some more things onto her paper and brought the substance and her assignment to Mr. Pess, who graded them as a team and allowed her to sit back down. Upon doing so, she took off her lab clothes and picked up her book.
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    "So, um." David began, trying to start a casual conversation. His plan was not going well. "Hi, again. I uh, saw your dog earlier?" He attempted, and failed, to come up with something to say. For a smooth guy like David, this was not normal.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#000000;borderwidth=20px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 150px]ic; Alex nodded. She wasn't being unkind, she had no reason to be, but she wasn't the type to get bubbly and become your best friend in 2 seconds. In fact, Alex had no friends except her pets. "I remember..." she murmured absentmindedly, flipping the page in her book.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=#000000;borderwidth=20px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 150px]ic; Alex waited for the class to end, and as she stood, a small smile formed as a thought came into her head of Cindy, and how she would write her number down on a pink sticky note with a heart and give it to boys, or stick it on their lockers. A part of Alex was indeed quite jealous of the girl, as Alex definitely turned heads, but she didn't keep them turned. She'd never written her number on pink sticky notes, Hell, she'd never even given out her number. Looking at the boy with these thoughts, she almost did it, simply out of spite, but she decided against it and exited the class.
    Lunch, oh, lunch... Alex normally went swimming during this time of day, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to. Maybe she just wanted to climb a tree and smoke a cigarette... yes, that sounded well. So, she did just that, leaving the building and scaling a tree by the creek. A lit cigarette in one hand and a book in the other, she was content for now.
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    Curiosity, curiosity. Damn curiosity. David was following Alex around like a lovesick puppy. This girl was so strange in a way that he couldn't put his finger on, and he absolutely needed to know. Impulsive was this man, and he just wouldn't let it go. Food in hand, he sneakily crept outside to watch Alex smoke. I'm such a stalker.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#000000;borderwidth=20px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 150px]ic; After awhile of just sitting there, smoking and reading, she jumped from the tree and stubbed out the cigarette, starting in the general direction of the school when the man from the morning caught her eye. Eyebrow arched, she looked at him curiously. "Are you stalking me...?" she asked slowly, tilting her head. "Because if you are, you're an awful stalker.
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    "Who- what?" David jumped at the sudden movement, jolted from his thoughts. "Well, ah-" He blushed, mouth half-full of a bite of sandwich.