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Post by RENÉE DUVAL on Mar 24, 2015 0:11:31 GMT
she crumples the edges of her pleated skirt, fingers trembling, nervous. bubbling with anxiety. she's aware the rest of the class are only half listening, but they have their textbooks open and their notebooks out as far as she can see, and renee just wants to be able to choose, too. as the history teacher babbles on, caught in an allegory, renee finally gathers the nerve to tug lightly at the boy's shirt sitting next to her. "um," she whispers in tentative french. "could i... by any chance... share your textbook with you please?" she bites her glossy lip and brushes a stray strand of hair back. "please?"EZRA FLANDRES quelle horreur |
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Post by EZRA FLANDRES on Mar 24, 2015 3:20:19 GMT
he's half-dozing off in the muggy classroom, eyelids shuttering in tandem with the soporific drone of the teacher's lecture. his head droops, he slumps a little more in his seat. something tugs his shirt. at the shift of fabric ezra looks bleary-eyed at the perpetrator, a girl he's never seen before. he doesn't assume she's new right away—not when he only attends school half the time and can recognize a classmate by name even less than that. "uh, sure," ezra murmurs back in french, pushes the textbook closer to her desk. he's faintly mystified by the desperation in her voice, wonders if she knows their textbooks are out mostly for show. |
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Mar 24, 2015 20:33:06 GMT
Post by RENÉE DUVAL on Mar 24, 2015 20:33:06 GMT
she presses her fingertips together, her lips in a radiant smile. she whispers words of gratitude to him, and doesn't care for personal space. she doesn't think much of it when she edges closer to him, flicking through his textbook making sure she wasn't giving the impression of hogging something that wasn't hers. her shoulder rubs against his, her hair suspended in midair as she notices the lack of creases on the page, the general newness of the book, the lack of handwritten notes. she frowns, and turns to him. "do you not use these or something? that's not very good." she speaks quietly, disapproving, even pouting. renee may not be very smart, but she is studious when needs be. EZRA FLANDRES |
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Post by EZRA FLANDRES on Mar 25, 2015 3:36:05 GMT
he could probably have relinquished the textbook completely, handed it over—it's not like he's using it—but then they wouldn't be pressed together like this, shoulder against shoulder. the sweet scent of her hair's wafted over as it falls out to drape her cheek. it isn't exactly unpleasant, so ezra doesn't move back. she looks at him. he matches her disapproval with faint annoyance, the set of his mouth hardening. "i don't," ezra says challengingly. "so what?" |
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Mar 25, 2015 18:22:43 GMT
Post by RENÉE DUVAL on Mar 25, 2015 18:22:43 GMT
renee edges closer, noses nearly touching, carefully plants a finger to her lips; but she's too slow — already the teacher calls her out. both of them out. she only manages to laughs uncomfortably. nervous, shrill and girlish. with the instructor's simple declaration that they're both in detention, some of the class snigger, most are apathetic and return to filling out a worksheet. renee covers her face in her hands, groaning a little, but she resigns herself to filling out the worksheet anyway, not wanting to risk smearing her make up. but at least, she thinks to herself, at least she now has his name. ezra. it's an unfamiliar noise in her head, but, finding herself smiling. she doesn't seem mind it. not... too much. she doodles on an edge of a page when she can't catch him looking at her direction. 'merci, ezra'EZRA FLANDRES |
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Post by EZRA FLANDRES on Mar 26, 2015 3:47:49 GMT
detention: big fucking deal. ezra shrugs and blinks. he's entirely apathetic, and entirely unsympathetic when he shoots renée one last sidelong glance to gauge her distress before returning to his own devices. for the rest of the period he jiggles a pen held like a cigarette between two fingers, taps it against his blank worksheet, and doesn't use it. at the last bell of the school day ezra makes a beeline for the exit—like hell he's going to detention, locked up any longer in the prison of public education. |
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Post by RENÉE DUVAL on Mar 26, 2015 8:56:56 GMT
renee shuffles along having quickly packed her things back into her bag, and rushes after ezra's retreating figure. out of the classroom, into the corridors, and even outside school, now finding herself full on running to catch up to him. she desperately grabs onto his sleeve and tugs down at it when he's within arms reach. taking a moment to catch her breath, backpack nearly swinging off her shoulder, she brushes the hair out of her face. "you're not... going to detention?" she asks, still breathing heavily, and doesn't let go. she's still in a daze. what's mama going to say when she gets home today? EZRA FLANDRES |
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Post by EZRA FLANDRES on Mar 27, 2015 2:53:18 GMT
something snags his sleeve, yanks him backward. he pivots on his heel, and sure enough, the culprit is none other than the girl from history who got him detention in the first place. ezra eyes her warily, the flush of her cheeks from exertion and wind-blown hair. he can't understand why she felt the need to run after and catch him like this. especially just to ask the most inane question. dark eyes narrow. his tone is unfriendly, barely patient. "no." ezra suggests derisively, "you should head there now, or you'll be late. since you seem to care so much about it." |
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Post by RENÉE DUVAL on Mar 27, 2015 17:49:58 GMT
her backpack falls to the floor. she stands upright, cheeks still flushed, but stares at him, unwavering. "then where are you going?" her decisiveness seemed to crumble from that one question. "i don't... really want to go alone..." she admits, laughing nervously. but she doesn't let go. if anything, her grip is tighter. EZRA FLANDRES |
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Post by EZRA FLANDRES on Mar 30, 2015 3:23:24 GMT
"i dunno. anywhere. it doesn't matter." her backpack thumps on the ground, a hard, dull sound. his own backpack is deflated in comparison, empty apart from broken pencils, a capless ballpoint pen, balled-up gum foil, a pack of cigarettes. he looks at her hand on his sleeve, the white half-moons and pink sheen of her fingernails. patience stretches thin, elastic. "uh, i'm leaving so, if you could let go..." ezra trails off with a faint frown. |
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