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She smiled and winked at him, "What else would I need a group of people for? To show you off?" She looked at her own watch blinking a few times. No, there was no way she was reading that anytime soon. Today her contacts were green. She sighed, she knew she should have worn the blue. They were easier to see in. Oh well.. too late.. "Fifteen minutes? Man, we sure got here earlier didn't we?" She smiled a bit. Early bird catches the worm.
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David just chuckled slightly as he looked over at her amazing face. "Personally, im thinking I couldn't have shown up at a better time if I tried." he said with a sly grin before opening a pair of double doors, and holding them open for Arrayah. "And here, me lady, is the best room you will find in this school. Except maybe the art room, but its a debateble issue there. Can't really eat what you draw, doesn't taste to good." he said with that short rant. "If your hungry I'd be happy to by you something to eat." he said with a smile. He wasn't that big a fan of the schools breakfeast, but it wasn't all that bad.
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She shook her head, she really didn't eat often, even though it was something she loved to do. She loved the tastes of things. "You know? I couldn't agree with you more, about the time thing anyways." She smiled at him. "Do you draw well? I'd love to see some, sometime. I love looking at art. I've always been jealous of those who could draw" She pouted slightly.
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Chuckleing soflty, he backed up and let the lunchroom doors close slowly. "I can draw rather well, but my paintings are my favorite." he said as he turned to face her. "Though, an artist drawing is only as good, as what he uses for inspiration." he said with a wink before looking at his watch once more. "And that would be the que to head to homeroom." he said with a smile. "I rather enjoy English. You can always relive the ancient lives through that which is written." He said quoteing an old saying.
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She smiled. She'd always thought the same thing. The only problem was, English was usually the reason she had to leave a school. She absolutely loved to write and wrote well. Not only this, but she liked to share her writing and a lot of it was published. Most often in an English class at least one of her books was used and then people became suspicious. "I believe so too, I rather like to write." She laughed a bit nervously. "But I'd love to see your paintings sometimes too."
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Looking at her as they walked down the hall he smiked slightly. "Tell you what, keep me around long enough and I'll be happy to show you a few paintings. Maybe you can give me some advice on my poems as well. Im not so good at them yet, but all the same they're fun to write." IN truth he had just started writing last year. He wasn't so good at it yet, but he found it a nice way to relax. Like painting a beautiful scenary with words that affect the very soul of a person. It was a nice thought. All in all, it took them about five minutes to get to the classroom. "And here is the chamber of learning." he said with a grin. "Ladys first." he said motioning for her to walk ahead into the room.
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She smiled and walked through the door walking backwards so she could still talk to him, "I wouldn't mind, I'm rather good at poetry.. you might see how much.." She paused, before trying to back up a bit. "I have a bit of them in my journals," she laughed nervously. She had almost told him something that would scare him away and reveal her for what she was. She kept backing up, maybe he wasn't so great to be around after all. She squeeled as she hit a desk. Picking it back up she kept muttering, "Sorry.. sorry" over and over again.
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David looked at her curiously for a moment before she hit the desk and knocked it over. Chuckling slightly as she picked it up. He tilted his head to the side slightly as he regarded her. "Your a mystery you know that. I've just met you, but I can already see there's something... different. Something you can't see in most people." he said with ffull serious for a moment before laughing. "Ah, then again I have been known to have crazy ideas. Don't mind me, I just get like that sometimes. Don't let it scare you off."
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She nodded a bit. She was still nervous, especially with his last comment. He couldn't already be suspecting could he.. No.. he couldn't.. She walked quickly to a desk in the back and put her headphones in like she always did. She didn't really listen in the classes she took. There was no need. She closed her eyes taking deep breathes. There's no need to be nervous. There's no way he could even begin to guess what I am.. hopefully the book the teacher chooses isn't one by me.. maybe I can at least be here for a little while.. that'd be nice..
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