5. Friend?

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I looped my ID around my neck as I noticed a tall blonde guy heading for the Front office. He stopped as he past me and shot me a dazzling smile that only made me chuckle at the sight.

The young teen smiled to the desk lady and simple said with a deep yet elegant voice.

Timber: hey there, I'm a friend of Simons, think you could suit me with an ID?

The name was very familiar and I found myself walking without wanting to, right towards him. His crystal eyes fixing mine with a smile.

Me: hey you know Simon Weathers?
Timber: yeah we just met, tall elegant, looks like a model?

I laughed at the description of Simon and bumped my shoulder against the blonde boys playfully.

Me: glad to see we know the same guy then. I'm Syril, Syril Lakes
Timber: Timber, Chambers. Well at least I wont be on my own this year.
Me: pppfffftttt!! As if I could let you!
Timber: hey shouldn't we catch up to that Simon guy, he probably has some classes with us.
Me: good point, he should be just outside.

But as I stepped out into the rain with Timber, Simon darted around a corner and towards the main campus.

Me: hey he's heading inside.
Timber: you sure that's him?
Me: name any other guy the same height and build with mousey brown hair.
Timber: I see your point.

We darted after Simon, trying to stay hot on his heels as he turned inside a toilet and i sighed.

Me: okay you stay here, it's too much of a coincidence if we both go.

Timber just nodded, but little did I know I was about to see something I could have never imagined myself. Something that would completely flip my image of Simon Weathers.

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