I WISH I COULD BE LIKE SIMON AN INSTEAD OF SAYING "FINE." WHEN PEOPLE ASK HOW IN AM, OR WETHER IM OKAY I COULD JUST SAY, "FRANKLY, NO."
Baz continued down the corridor swiftly.
'What's it to him if Simon faces the truth?'
'Why should he care if he has Simon's trust,' Baz thought angrily to himself.
'I shouldn't, I don't.'
'Keep telling yourself that.' The little voice in his head taunted menacingly in return.
He shouldn't.
It was simple.
It was wrong.
He shouldn't.
But he did.
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'THAT BLOODY GIT!', Simon roared silently, as he seethed down the corridor to his dorm. He actually ended up knocking down some girl who happened to be shuffling down the corridor with her book bag clutched, blindly, to her chest. Her things went flying through the corridor. Simon knew he should help her, but he was too angered by the grey-eyed magician.
"Simon!?" the girl's unfamiliar voice called as she looked up. He whipped around to see Sarah from earlier.
"Sarah?"
"Hey."
"Um hi. Oh! Sorry..."
"It's fine, so I was going to ask..."
"Yeah?"
"Well, before Baz came I, uh, well..."
"Baz. Yes after he rudely interrupted you like the complete prat he is, yes?"
"Are you okay Simon?"
"Frankly, no."
"Oh."
"So what did you want to ask?" Simon snapped struggling to hide his irritation, and loosening his school tie.
"Huh? Oh yeah... you know what, never mind."
Simon nodded distantly before saying something like a farewell, and marching again towards his dorm floor.
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Keep Calm Simon
Fanfiction!!DISCLAIMER!! A carry on Simon fic during the time of the Seventh Oak, rewritten In which Simon does not yet know what Baz is, or his feelings towards him. However he found out the end of last term the head Mages true identity, and bonded with hi...
