Fairy tales

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Whitley Schnee's pov

"Whitley Schnee get back here!" Whitley runs into the breakfast room and locks the back exit door. He covers his mouth and tucks his knees to his chest trying hard not to let anyone hear him. The front door opens and closes with the sound of the lock. Whitley looks in a panic to make sure it's not his father. He sighs when he sees that it's just another kid around his age.

"Oh sorry I didn't think anyone else would be in here." He says turning back

"It's o-kay, I was just leaving." Whitley says walking towards the door.

"Hey, hold on you're crying." He says taking a step in front of Whitley

"I don't want to talk about it if that's what you were going to ask."

"Oh, well in that case. If you are planning on going out there your face is still red." He says taking a step away from the door.

Whitley stops and shakes his head, "Fine you got me. What's your name?"

He steps back confused "I thought you didn't want to talk?"

Whitley sits back down, "Not about why I was crying, but seeing that it's going to take a while before my face returns to its natural color."

He sits down and smiles. "My name is Oscar Pine, what's yours?"
Whitley looks at Oscar shocked "Really?"

"Really what?" Oscar asks.

"You don't know me?"

"Am I supposed to?"

Whitley chuckles "Whitley."

"Ooh, Whitley Schnee! Weiss mentions you every now and then. Well it's a pleasure to meet you." Oscar says extending a hand. Whitley shakes it and smiles "It's a pleasure to meet you too."