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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 25, 2011 19:00:34 GMT -5
Doran sighed, leaning against the back of his chair in the middle of the room close to the door. He looked down at his notebook and back to the teacher. There were groups of students talking and laughing, while the teacher attempted to get his shit together.
He bit his lip, before opening up his notebook and writing down a few more lines to his song.
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Post by clementine on Jan 25, 2011 19:03:50 GMT -5
"Hey twerp, writing in your diary again?" Derek sneered as he sauntered passed Doran, followed by a handful of his cronies. They all made sure to rattle Doran chair and generally mess with him as they passed. Rodney sat lounging in the back and watched all this happen. What a bunch of punks. He chewed on his pen, feet on his desk as he readied for a good nap.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 25, 2011 19:07:04 GMT -5
Doran sighed and rolled his eyes and picked up his notebook. Losers, he frowned. He bit on the tip of his pen, looking at his song lyrics.
He hummed a bit before writing the words.
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Post by clementine on Jan 25, 2011 19:21:51 GMT -5
"Hey twerp." Rodney drawled sarcastically, flicking Doran's ear lightly as he leaned over the boy's shoulder. "What're you hummin'?"
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 25, 2011 19:26:50 GMT -5
Doran jumped, looking over his shoulder before he slammed his book shut. Now Rodney, he actually was a tad fearful of. The boy was just creepy. He was always all glowery and silent and he stared at Doran alot. It made him uncomfortable.
"Nothing." he murmured, looking down at his notebook cover.
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Post by clementine on Jan 25, 2011 19:38:23 GMT -5
"You sure?" Rodney asked, his husky voice all but rasping in Doran's ear. "Didn't seem like nothing."
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 25, 2011 19:43:36 GMT -5
Doran shivered,, then cursed himself for being effected. "It was nothing, so move." He griped, lightly blushing.
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Post by clementine on Jan 25, 2011 19:44:51 GMT -5
Rodney did not like Doran's tone and nipped at the bearer's ear in reprimand. "Fine. Whatever." He finally grumbled, pulling away to slouch back in his seat.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 25, 2011 19:46:04 GMT -5
What the fuck?! Doran was shell shocked, and resisted the urge to touch his ear. He bit his lip and pretended to look in his bookbag to hide his fiery blush.
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Post by clementine on Jan 25, 2011 19:51:46 GMT -5
Rodney just smirked and crossed his arms in triumph. That would teach the little bearer to get smart with him. Sighing, he leaned back and let his eyes close, tuning out the starting lecture of the teacher.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 25, 2011 19:54:02 GMT -5
Doran got into his lesson, taking notes and doddling along the margins. Everyone with voice AI's looked at him oddly, but Doran liked to write.
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Post by clementine on Jan 25, 2011 20:00:28 GMT -5
Which Rodney didn't get in the least. His A.I. got all the information down for later. It would have been useful if he ever studied. When the bell finally rang, Rod slowly got up with a stretch.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 25, 2011 20:04:04 GMT -5
Doran stood more slowly, gathering his stuff and stuffing it in his bag. The human teen sighed as he headed from the large classroom, going to his belonging space or "locker" to grab his guitar and shoulder it.
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Post by clementine on Jan 25, 2011 20:11:48 GMT -5
"Found you again little human." Rodney drawled, laying his arm across Doran's shoulders. "What's doing?" He purred.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 25, 2011 20:13:26 GMT -5
Doran jumped and then looked at the male. "What is your deal Forrester?" he frowned at the male.
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