Luke: *looks at the two*
Teacher: you can sit next to Coen
Coen: *looks down*
Night: *sits*
Luke: hey I'm Luke and this *puts a hand on his shoulder* Is my little brother Coen
Night: hey *smiles*
Coen: *looks at him*
Night: *makes eye contact again*
Coen: *maintains it*
Night: *not looking away*
Coen: *keeping it* so your new
Night: ya just moved here
Luke: you'll love it here
Coen: *laughs*
Luke: excuse him he's a downer
Night: understandable
Coen: *breaks it, grabbing his books*
Night: *smiles while he's not looking*
Coen: *looks up, putting his book on the table*
Teacher: so class today we will be discussing a bit of phycology as we did get into it before
Coen: *listening*
Night: *keeps glancing at Coen*
Luke: *totally loves it*
Teacher: does anyone know the term regression to the mean
Coen: *raises his hand*
Teacher: Mr Austin would you care to explain
Coen: it means things can't always be bad or good they just come back to the middle eventually
Teacher: *smiles* very good Coen
Night: *smiles*
*This whole class period night and Coen were sharing glances and touch ever so slightly, Coen couldn't understand this kid he got good at reading people but Night, he just couldn't and it interested him*
*Bell*
Teacher: don't forget to do the reading
Luke: *gets up* see you after lunch bro
Coen: *gets up* ya
Night: *walks next to Coen* so what's your next class
Coen: *looks* English
Night: *smiles* me too hey maybe we have it together
Coen: *under his breath* that would be my luck
Night: oh come on we can be friends
Coen: I'm not much of a Friend maker
Night: nope we are Friends now and you can't deny it
Coen: *looks at him*
Night: *big smile*
Coen: *shakes his head, walking into his next class*
Night: *follows* told you
Coen: *little smile, taking his seat*
Night: *sits right next to him*
Coen: *looks at him*
Night: *deeply looks back*
Teacher: ok class projects start today, who's next to you is your partners you have the Period *goes to his desk*
Night: hear that? Partners *smiles*
Coen: *shakes his head*
Night: so how do you wanna do this my house or yours
Coen: what?
Night: to work after school
Coen: um mine
Night: sounds good to me *big smile*
Coen: why do you smile so much
Night: because it helps with life being so mean and besides I'm cute
Coen: *playfully pushes him* whatever
Night: *Chuckles* what can I say
Coen: *looks at him* you don't have to say anything
Night: *looks back* ok
Coen: *looks into his eyes*
Night: *does the same*
Coen: *small smile*
Night: *smiles*
Mr T: Coen
Coen: *looks* yes sir
Mr T: can I speak with you
Coen: um yes sir *gets up*
Mr T: *takes him out to the hall*
Coen: I'm I in trouble sir?
Mr T: *folds his arms* no not at all, Coen I'm concerned about you
Coen: me? Why?
Mr T: ever since you know, you definitely aren't yourself, you're quiet you're secretive
Coen: *looks down, folding his arms* ya and?
Mr T: im worried, you don't even talk about it
Coen: I don't want to *looks up*
Mr T: maybe but you need to, it hurts worse when you don't
Coen: then I'll hurt, I deserve it anyway
Mr T: Coen why do you say that
Coen: I just do ok *looks away again*
Mr T: ok go back to class
Coen: *goes back and sits next to night*
Night: all well?
Coen: ya fine *closed off*
Night: *knows he's lying* are you sure-
Coen: positive! *Closes his eyes* sorry
Night: hey I get it, don't want to talk about it
Coen: you're the only one
Night: what do you-
*Bell rings*
Coen: *gets up*
Night: *hurries and gets up*
Coen: *leaving*
Night: Coen *catches up* what do you mean
Coen: nothing it's nothing
Night: Coen come on *stops him*
Coen: *looks up at him*
Night: tell me
Coen: *tenses his jaw* I can't
Night: why *confused*
Coen: I just can't ok *starts walking again*
Night: *following him*
Coen: *looks at him*
Night: *not leaving him*
Coen: don't you have class?
Night: *shakes his head* no I have lunch
Coen: *looks away* ya me too
Night: can I eat with you
Coen: *shocked* me?
Night: ya you
Coen: um sure
Night: sweet *smiles*
Coen: *walking to the abandon class*
Night: where are we going
Coen: where I hangout
Night: oh ok *following*
Coen: *walks in*
Callie: *dancing around stopping when she sees night* woah who's that
Night: *smiles*
Coen: that's Night
Callie: *walks over* hello I'm Callie
Coen: *sits on a desk*
Night: *keeps looking at him* nice to meet you Callie
Callie: *all knowing bff look* mhm
Coen: *looks at them* what
Callie: oh nothing *starts dancing again*
Coen: *shakes his head*
Night: *sits next to him*
Coen: *looks*
Night: *looks back*
Coen: what
Night: your eyes
Coen: what about them
Night: they're so.... secretive and hard to read
Coen: *makes eye contact* maybe that's a good thing
Night: *maintains it, talking softer* it's really not Coen
Coen: *also softer* maybe, maybe not
Callie: *fangirling in the corner*
Night: can I see your phone Coen
Coen: *hands it to him*
Night: *puts his number in* there
Coen: what's that for
Night: whatever you want it to be for
Callie: *ships it hard*
Coen: ok then *puts his phone away*
Night: *can't stop looking at him*
Coen: *playing with a rubber band on his wrist*
Abby: *walks in* sup bitc- who the hell is that
Callie: *puts an arm around her* that is Night coens friend
Abby: *gets it* ohhh!
Coen: *rolls his eyes*
Night: *smiles, looking down*
Parker: did you guy- whoa new guy
Abby: that's night he's coen's friend
Parker: *smirks* oh really
Coen: *hides his face, embarrassed*
Night: *awkward smile* hey
Abby: hello
Parker: hey
Callie: *proud of her work*
Night: *likes it here*
Parker: *teasing Abby*
Callie: *making joke with them*
Night: *to Coen* so they are your Friends
Coen: *to night* ya they have been since 9th grade
Night: they are pretty cool
Coen: ya they are
Night: why do I feel like you used to be like them
Coen: Because I did
Night: *looks at him* what happened
Coen: *looks back* life
Night: *sympathetic*
Coen: *looks back down*
Callie: I'm going on a soda run, night come with?
Night: *glances at Coen* um ya sure
Callie: *opens the door* come on
Night: *nods, walking out*
Callie: *follows closing the door*
Night: why do I feel like this isn't just a soda run
Callie: Because it isn't
Night: *looks at her*
Callie: what's up with you and Coen
Night: nothing just friends
Callie: that look in your eyes says different
Night: I just don't understand he says he used to be like you but I see him and all I can find is...pain
Callie: *looks in the distance, sympathetic* because that's all he can feel
Night: ya but why *stops her*
Callie: *looks up at him* it's not my story to tell
Night: can't you just give me a hint or something, something to go on I want to help him
Callie: all I should say is there used to be more of us, and helping him isn't easy he doesn't let you
Night: I don't care
Callie: wow you really like him dont you
Night: ya I do
Callie: *smiles, walking* I like you, I feel like you'll do good for him
Night: *follows* I hope so
Callie: *smiling, getting five sodas out of the vending machine* all right
Night: you guys are pretty chill you know *walking back*
Callie: *following* ya well time does that I guess
Night: you four are just comfortable
Callie: we are family forever that's the pact we know everything about each other
Night: *smiles* that's amazing
Callie: I'm sure you will be seeing more of us...a lot more
Night: you think
Callie: *giggles* oh ya
Night: why do you say that
Callie: I see the way you look at each other
Night: oh
Callie: I know all little one and that is definitely something
Night: I seriously doubt he will want to be anything more than friends
Callie: you don't know him well Enough yet trust me
Night: *nods* ok
Callie: *opens the class door*
Night: *holds it for her*
Callie: why thank you *walks in* I got sugar
Night: *walks in, closing the door*
Coen: *looks up*
Callie: *gives everyone their sodas*
Night: *sits next to Coen again*
Coen: so what did she tell you
Night: what makes you think she told me anything
Coen: I know her too well
Night: she didn't tell me anything
Coen: mhm sure
Night: hey I'm serious
Coen: ok if you say so
Night: *smiles*
Coen: *looks at him*
Abby: ugh there's only 5 minutes until class
Parker: don't say such bad words
Callie: free period fam
Coen: way to rub it in Callie
Callie: you have your brother to hang out with you are fine
Parker: *chuckle*
Abby: hey hey could hang out with me anytime
Coen: oh God *grossed out look*
Callie: *laughs*
Night: *trying not to*
Parker: *laughs really hard*
Abby: he's hot ok!
Coen: just no
Abby: *puts an arm around Coen* oh come on you love me and you know it
Coen: ya maybe *pokes her side* when you aren't getting excited over my brother
Abby: *laughs*
Night: *chuckles*
Callie: *smiling*
Coen: *small smile*
Abby: *let's him go, patting his head*
*Bell rings*
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Randomhave you ever been through something that completely changed your life? 17 year old highschool student Coen Austin is getting over one of the biggest events in his life, well trying to anyway. he meets a boy a bot that will flip the script entirely...
