Secrets

tuesday different pov (optional)

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JAREN
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I went into the boys' locker room where *gag* Fitz Vacker was walking around shirtless with his muscles out.

Gag me to death. never mind. human sayings are weird.

If any girls were here, they'd be swooning over him. Not Evela or Soraya (maybe Heda or Pevara—but I didn't know anything about that)

Why was he even showing off his abs if there weren't anyone to show them off to?

Unless he just wanted boys to be jealous. Ha—fat chance.

Cendil's locker was on my right and Dizznee's was on my left.

He glared at Golden Boy the entire time he saw him. I was tempted to pat him on the head (since he was so short) and say "Jealousy is a disease" but I wasn't sure if he'd make some elixir to get revenge.

He was short and ferocious. Prankster dwarf.

"Dude, what do you think we're going to do today?" Cendil snapped me outta my thoughts.

"how am i supposed to know?" I wondered out loud.

"eh, fair point," replied Cendil.

I adjusted my tunic and leggings as Cendil continued talking.

"What's your opinion on the new girl?"

"I don't know. She's pretty-ish but she looks like she'll get squashed by a bug."

Cendil laughed. "Yeah. What I mean is—what about her eyes?"

"What about her eyes?"

His eyes widened. "Dude—you didn't see her eyes?" I shook my head.

"Or hear about them?"

I shook my head again.

"Um—her eyes are brown!!"

"What?!"

A locker door slammed.

I turned to see Dizznee glaring at us, his hand on his locker door.

"Chill, Dizznee," I said.

"Her eyes aren't weird," he argued.

"Um, I never said they were," interjected Cendil.

"Yeah, but you implied it."

Wow. Prankster dwarf is mad today.

"What do you mean by "prankster dwarf?"

Whoops. "Oh, uh. Forget I said that."

He glared at us as everybody stared at us.

"Are you cranky because of the muskog incident?" asked Jaren.

"I'm not cranky I'm-"

"What muskog incident?" whistled a guy.

Mr. Great Gulon Incident strode towards us, his hair messy.

Also known as Keefe Sencen. He looked like an older version of Cendil, which was so disorienting.

Another guy girls would stare at if they were here.

"Um, this isn't related to you," I pointed out. "So back off."

"Yeah, but...a muskog incident?? That's something I need to hear."

"Never mind," mumbled Dizznee, his anger dissipating.

He stalked out of the locker room and into the amphitheater.