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Cherry and Vermillion…

"Everything is your fault, Cherry!" Vermillion exclaims out of nowhere, browsing through his iPhone at his desk.
"Like what?!" I ask. He always tells me this and I always ask, as if the answer is ever anything honest. I head toward the piano and sit on the soft seat behind the keys.
"I don't knoooow! That is also your fault!" he says this louder, now, and I stand back up.
"Ugh! Everything in the universe is my fault!" I shout. I'm glaring the meanest glare I can muster.
"Exactly! You're getting the idea!" he hollers back, spinning in his chair to look at me, his eyebrows waggling and his teeth bared in a supposed angry face.
"I like the idea too much!" I return sarcastically.
"I like you too much!" he bellows, and for a moment, I'm caught off-guard, especially when he himself realizes what he's just said and he goes back to glaring at me.
"Don't lie to me, Jessica!" I say, attempting to ease the strange moment he had created.
"It's JOHN!"
"No it's not! It should be LIAR!"
By this time we were screaming at the top of our lungs across the room at each other, grinning the whole time.
"LINT-LICKER!"
"DISMAL DARA!"
"REBECCA RUINER!"
"THUMB-SUCKER!"
"UNCALLED FOR! CHEAP CHERRY!" He yelled this with his hands cupped around his mouth.
That is TOTALLY not cool.
"Take. That. Back."
"Make me," he says, his voice steady and low, and I realize my face is red while we stare each other down and that's when Mrs. Merrin walks in, instantly blanketing us in self-consciousness and bringing our war to an end.
"Oh, uh, Percy, I just wanted to know if I forgot my notebook in here from the meeting," the older woman spills the words out, completely ignoring me, as if hoping that if she did then I would disappear and this whole scene would appear normal.
"Yes, actually," Vermillion says smoothly, rummaging through the mess on his desk, and then not so smoothly he drops the notebook that I suppose is hers on the floor. He's so clumsy. He tries to get it but Mrs. Merrin has already ducked down and snatched it up.
"Thank you," she mumbles quickly, clutching the notebook to her chest as she glances over at me, blinking, then smiles at Vermillion and treads out as if we're going to attack her.
Vermillion's face is a mixture between WTF and exhaustion and then he turns to me.
"Well, that was awkward."
"Oh my gosh, I thought it was just me!"

Scarlett and Tink…

"Hey, Turpin, get over here," Scarlett says, and Daisy winks at me and I roll my eyes.
"What?!" I say, tossing my face near his, on my tip-toes.
He's smiling too big, and glances down my frame, making my scalp tingle.
"I like your red socks."
"Wait…" I stared down at my legs and gasped. I don't recall ever having put on red , knee-high socks. All I had on my feet were black flats, earlier.
He began to laugh at me, his laugh a wonderful shock to my ears, which only made me even angrier.
"You should probably pay more attention instead of napping," he suggested, and I could feel my face growing red. His favorite color.

Gray and Gretchen…

Gray rushed over to me, his face pale and his eyes tearful. My heart was instantly twisting in my chest at how distressed he looked.
"What's going on?" I ask, and he grabs my face in his hands.
"I can't stand this anymore," he breathes, and my heart begins pounding when he stands there and just stares at my mouth, standing so close to me. He looks so handsome, too, with his tired, gorgeous hazel eyes looking at me.
"What?" I whisper, my hands flying up to his arms, gripping them, hoping they would stay where they were, gently cradling my face, the way he had that one night.

Cerulean and Rue…

"Jasper…"
"Hmm?" he mumbles, his eyes are closed.
We were laying on his bed and I was staring at the full moon through the shimmery blue curtains of his window. I looked down at him, spread out beneath me. I was sitting on his back, running my fingers through his hair.
"Does the full moon affect you?" I lean down and press my check against his. It's scratchy with whiskers that are growing in and his face feels warm.
"In some ways. My hair grows faster. My eyes feel a bit more awake…other things…" he breathes into my face and for some reason shivers travel down my spine like lightning. Out of some urge I don't understand, I give his ear a bite.
"Ouch," he growls, but he smiles at me and turns to bite my shoulder. Not too hard, just a gentle nibble.
I love this. He's in his playful mood.
Suddenly he has flipped beneath me onto his back and without a second thought I pin his arms down by his sides. I smirk.
"You cannot escape me," I mumble, sliding my nose around his. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be holding his breath. I pulled back and stared down at him then. His ocean-colored eyes pop open and glisten, dilated, I could see his pulse quicken at his neck.
That's when he shoots up and scoops me into his arms, slamming me onto the bed. I laugh, this is so wonderful, and I jump back up into his arms. I hook my arms around his neck and he holds me to him then, tightly.
"I don't want to escape," he whispers into my ear, and I smile.
He lets us fall back onto his bed.

Alice and Mercury…

"Hey, wanna eat at Shirley's?" Mercury asks as students spill out of his classroom for lunch time.
I feel myself smile and then I'm worried. "Mercury, I'm poor."
"Don't worry about it; I'm inviting you so I'm paying for you."
"No, it's fine, you don't have to."
"I'm going to," he's smiling, his head tilted and something in my stomach stretches up into my throat. It's warm, climbing up my neck and to my face.
"Fine! I'm getting something cheap, then!"
"Sure! I'm still buying us everything on the menu!"

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Cherry and Vermillion…

"Everything is your fault, Cherry!" Vermillion exclaims out of nowhere, browsing through his iPhone at his desk.
"Like what?!" I ask. He always tells me this and I always ask, as if the answer is ever anything honest. I head toward the piano and sit on the soft seat behind the keys.
"I don't knoooow! That is also your fault!" he says this louder, now, and I stand back up.
"Ugh! Everything in the universe is my fault!" I shout. I'm glaring the meanest glare I can muster.
"Exactly! You're getting the idea!" he hollers back, spinning in his chair to look at me, his eyebrows waggling and his teeth bared in a supposed angry face.
"I like the idea too much!" I return sarcastically.
"I like you too much!" he bellows, and for a moment, I'm caught off-guard, especially when he himself realizes what he's just said and he goes back to glaring at me.
"Don't lie to me, Jessica!" I say, attempting to ease the strange moment he had created.
"It's JOHN!"
"No it's not! It should be LIAR!"
By this time we were screaming at the top of our lungs across the room at each other, grinning the whole time.
"LINT-LICKER!"
"DISMAL DARA!"
"REBECCA RUINER!"
"THUMB-SUCKER!"
"UNCALLED FOR! CHEAP CHERRY!" He yelled this with his hands cupped around his mouth.
That is TOTALLY not cool.
"Take. That. Back."
"Make me," he says, his voice steady and low, and I realize my face is red while we stare each other down and that's when Mrs. Merrin walks in, instantly blanketing us in self-consciousness and bringing our war to an end.
"Oh, uh, Percy, I just wanted to know if I forgot my notebook in here from the meeting," the older woman spills the words out, completely ignoring me, as if hoping that if she did then I would disappear and this whole scene would appear normal.
"Yes, actually," Vermillion says smoothly, rummaging through the mess on his desk, and then not so smoothly he drops the notebook that I suppose is hers on the floor. He's so clumsy. He tries to get it but Mrs. Merrin has already ducked down and snatched it up.
"Thank you," she mumbles quickly, clutching the notebook to her chest as she glances over at me, blinking, then smiles at Vermillion and treads out as if we're going to attack her.
Vermillion's face is a mixture between WTF and exhaustion and then he turns to me.
"Well, that was awkward."
"Oh my gosh, I thought it was just me!"

Scarlett and Tink…

"Hey, Turpin, get over here," Scarlett says, and Daisy winks at me and I roll my eyes.
"What?!" I say, tossing my face near his, on my tip-toes.
He's smiling too big, and glances down my frame, making my scalp tingle.
"I like your red socks."
"Wait…" I stared down at my legs and gasped. I don't recall ever having put on red , knee-high socks. All I had on my feet were black flats, earlier.
He began to laugh at me, his laugh a wonderful shock to my ears, which only made me even angrier.
"You should probably pay more attention instead of napping," he suggested, and I could feel my face growing red. His favorite color.

Gray and Gretchen…

Gray rushed over to me, his face pale and his eyes tearful. My heart was instantly twisting in my chest at how distressed he looked.
"What's going on?" I ask, and he grabs my face in his hands.
"I can't stand this anymore," he breathes, and my heart begins pounding when he stands there and just stares at my mouth, standing so close to me. He looks so handsome, too, with his tired, gorgeous hazel eyes looking at me.
"What?" I whisper, my hands flying up to his arms, gripping them, hoping they would stay where they were, gently cradling my face, the way he had that one night.

Cerulean and Rue…

"Jasper…"
"Hmm?" he mumbles, his eyes are closed.
We were laying on his bed and I was staring at the full moon through the shimmery blue curtains of his window. I looked down at him, spread out beneath me. I was sitting on his back, running my fingers through his hair.
"Does the full moon affect you?" I lean down and press my check against his. It's scratchy with whiskers that are growing in and his face feels warm.
"In some ways. My hair grows faster. My eyes feel a bit more awake…other things…" he breathes into my face and for some reason shivers travel down my spine like lightning. Out of some urge I don't understand, I give his ear a bite.
"Ouch," he growls, but he smiles at me and turns to bite my shoulder. Not too hard, just a gentle nibble.
I love this. He's in his playful mood.
Suddenly he has flipped beneath me onto his back and without a second thought I pin his arms down by his sides. I smirk.
"You cannot escape me," I mumble, sliding my nose around his. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be holding his breath. I pulled back and stared down at him then. His ocean-colored eyes pop open and glisten, dilated, I could see his pulse quicken at his neck.
That's when he shoots up and scoops me into his arms, slamming me onto the bed. I laugh, this is so wonderful, and I jump back up into his arms. I hook my arms around his neck and he holds me to him then, tightly.
"I don't want to escape," he whispers into my ear, and I smile.
He lets us fall back onto his bed.

Alice and Mercury…

"Hey, wanna eat at Shirley's?" Mercury asks as students spill out of his classroom for lunch time.
I feel myself smile and then I'm worried. "Mercury, I'm poor."
"Don't worry about it; I'm inviting you so I'm paying for you."
"No, it's fine, you don't have to."
"I'm going to," he's smiling, his head tilted and something in my stomach stretches up into my throat. It's warm, climbing up my neck and to my face.
"Fine! I'm getting something cheap, then!"
"Sure! I'm still buying us everything on the menu!"