What was that

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Mason ran off and left Liam alone. Liam holds the camera up to his face and walks around. "Wonder what that was about." he mutters and sits awkwardly and waits for Mason to come back.

As Mason went up to his room, the beeping kept going on. Once he was able to turn it off, he looked over at his tinted yellow bottle. Mason suffered from severe depression and pills didn't help. He had to take them anyway. He popped the pills into his mouth and went back downstairs. "Sorry about that."

"It's okay. So do your thing and just act like I'm not even here."

"That's going to be a little hard." Mason smiled and thought to himself 'Seeing as how you're not the easiest to ignore.'

"Try. We need a good grade."

"I know." Mason sighed and grabbed his textbook. "Study with me?"

"I guess." Liam smiled and stuck his tongue out a little bit, between his canines.

So Mason sat down across from Liam and they studied. Just studied. Until...

"Mason, I need to tell you something." Liam blurted out.

"Yeah, Liam?"

"I... I like you."

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