star [ wroetostar ]

6 april 2002

7 years old

"You look angry."

"Get back to work Harry." The younger of the two hissed at his slightly elder companion.

"What's wrong?"

"Harry, shush."

"Star, tell me what's wrong."

Harry put his pencil down and tucked one of Vik's fingers in his grip. Vik hung his head down near his desk and continued to work.

"Harold, be quiet please, this is a test."

"Sorry miss."

Harry let his grasp loosen, and Vik inched his hand away.

"What's wrong?"

Vik clenched his jaw in order to stop himself from talking, and pressed his pencil lead harder into the paper.

"Star?"

"Harry, shut up."

"What did I just say, Harold?"

The teacher sighed. Standing up from her desk. She made her way over between the two boys, her vision flicking between the two.

"Harold. Vikram. Is there a problem over here?"

Behind him, Vik heard other students giggling. He cleared his throat, looking over at the blond boy before covering his test.

"No miss. There's nothing wrong."

"Star!"

"Harold. There's no talking during tests. You both know that quite well. Please hand in your paper and go down to the office. You can retake it later."

"But-"

"No Buts Harold. You know the rules."

Harry glanced back at the cinnamon boy, confusion painting his features.

"Fine..."

Harry looked back at the boy one final time, handing his paper to the teacher.
Vik stood, now handing his completed test to the teacher.

"Mr. Barn, where are you going?"

"With Harry"

"I didn't tell you to go."

"I know."

And Vik walked away with a smile on his face and his hands gripping the straps of his backpack.

He began to run for his friend.

"Harry, wait up!"