forum Gay Christmastime (Closed)

Started December 14, 2019 by @Simon-Says

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"Don't need notes, thanks," Caelia answered without taking her eyes off her book. She considered getting her earbuds out of her book just to make it clear that she wasn't interested in social interactions, but decided it wasn't worth it.

Evangeline pursed her lips, growing a bit worried that she hadn’t been able to strike a chord yet. She never failed miserably at charming someone! And yet, that’s what was happening. She wasn’t gaining a new chess piece. “Ah… ok…” Evangeline trailed off, but then hit an idea. “If… if you don’t need notes, that means you’re like, smart, right?”

"Yeah, I'm smart," Caelia sighed, trying not to shake her head. There was limit to her rudeness. Also, she was at a good place in her book, so that was helping.

She smiled warmly, officially certain of where to go with this. “Ah! You must get high grades then… I haven’t seen you around that much though! Are you not apart of student councils tutoring club?”

"No," Caelia said flatly. "I don't like helping people, interacting with people, or people in general." She looked up with a sarcastic smile, but her eyes were twinkling.

“…I see.” Evangeline deadpanned for a moment. Finally someone worth my time, she thought, a frown forming on her face. Evangeline tilted her head a pressed a finger to her lips, “So… you don’t like me talking to you then? Am I bothering you? Oh my! I certainly hope I’m not doing that!!”

Caelia closed her eyes for a moment, supremely annoyed. "Well, considering that we're not friends and I've never talked to you before in my life, yes, you are kind of bothering me," she said, keeping a smile on her face.

“Well… why don’t we become friends then? I’d like to make this up to you!” Evangeline said, smiling the sweetest smile she could muster. She put her hand out to Caelia, waving it slightly, “I’m Evangeline Braxford, Student Council President!”

Caelia pointedly ignored her hand. "Sorry, you're… not the type of person I become friends with." She leaned on her elbow and went back to her book.

Evangeline slowly receded her hand back into her lap, stunned. “…Oh,” She mumbled, sniffling, “W…What type of people do you befriend then? And- And if you can’t answer that, at least tell me your name! It’s only polite, right?”

Caelia sighed, turning back toward the other girl. "Hi, I'm Caelia. I'm a nerd and an introvert. I have exactly one friend at this school, and we're friends because we're both smartasses and nerds, and neither of us have more than 3 total friends. I don't hand out with student council presidents who are friends with absolutely everyone in the school. Try not to take it personally; I'm not a polite person."

“Well, I wouldn’t say I’m friends with everybody at the school! Since… you know, I’ve already been woefully rejected by you,” Evangeline tries to make a small joke, “And I’m not taking it personally! Erm, I’m not trying to!” She bites her lip, looking to the side.

"Could you like… not look so disappointed? It's making me feel uncomfortable," she muttered. And it was making her very uncomfortable. Emotions generally did that.

“Well I am disappointed! I was going to see if you wanted to like, come to my Christmas Party next week but you’re super introverted so… and then you don’t even wanna be my friend?… I’m not trying to make you uncomfortable, I’m just upset.” Evangeline knew what she was doing, she was trying to sway the smartass to softening up. If making her uncomfortable was the only way: so be it. She checked the clock on the wall, humming in thought to see how much time she had left to execute this.

Caelia rolled her eyes. "Okay, seriously, I've seen the people you hang out with. They're not Harry Potter geeks with frizzy hair. Why did you just decide 20 minutes ago that you wanted to be friends with me? Unless it's just part of your high school monopoly," she said, voice oozing with sarcasm.

(I love Caelia so much omL)
“I- Well! It’s not- it’s not monopoly!!!” Evangeline said, a little annoyed. But, she was more amused than annoyed. She gulped, and looked around briefly, making sure everyone was occupied with their work. It’s very suspicious, and she leans towards Caelia, as if waiting for her to point it out. Play the game. Ask me~ Come on… You don’t even know how deep you’re in already~ Her thoughts beg.

(😂 thanks lmao)
"Yes, very convincing. I can tell you're so worried about your high school monopoly. So, you are trying to be suspicious, right? Because I don't think you're genuinely that bad at acting," she leaned against her elbow and stared Evangeline in the eyes.

(She’s just an icon lmaooo)
Evangeline grinned, “The truth is I’m impressed by you. You interested me, you’ve seen through me. And… honestly? I’d like to know how someone can be that perceptive.” She said very quietly, a slight malice lacing her voice.

Caelia raised an eyebrow, mildly surprised. "So… what you're saying is that you're not a dumb blonde stereotype. Damn, I'm good," she smiled to herself. "This still doesn't mean we're going to be friends. Just because you're fake, doesn't mean that I'm interested." Although Evangeline was disgustingly gorgeous, she was also fake, and that wasn't something Caelia wanted to deal with.

Her eye twitches slightly, as she lets out a heavy sigh. Evangeline cracks her knuckles, resting her chin on the hands. “Well of course I’m not stupid. You need to work your way around people to get through life… it’s not being fake. It’s business. I thought you of all people would get that, but I suppose not. Be that way, you can stay alone for all I care.” She yawns as she goes to sit back properly, pausing. “Well… unless you’d like to actually take a chance for once in your life. You’re not a coward, right?” Evangeline cooes this, a smirk on her face.

Caelia actually laughed, but quickly disguised it as a cough, trying to muster a serious expression. "Are you suggesting there's something dangerous about being your friend? Because, somehow, I just… I just don't see that being likely."

“It’s not that there’s anything dangerous! It’s just, well… I think you’re too scared to even try to be friends with someone popular! And here I thought you were actually interesting. I can’t believe I was wrong, is all.” Evangeline didn’t hear the laugh, she was actually worried for a moment that Caelia choked. She doesn’t show it though, keeping a smug look on her face.

"Well, social anxiety, introversion, and popular people don't really mix," Caelia answered drily. "The very idea of being popular is genuinely terrifying to me because my brain doesn't work."

Evangeline takes a moment to think, then rolls her eyes, “Uhm… I never said you had to be friends with my friends, or even try to be popular. I just want to hang out alone with you, once. Get to know you.” Evangeline grabs a sticky note from out of her bag, as well as an obnoxiously neon blue glitter gel pen. She scrawls something out on it, an places it in the middle of Caelia’s book. “If you change your mind, call me, or shoot me a text. The bells about to ring after all.”

"Oh my god," Caelia rolled her eyes and stood up from her seat, shoving her notebook and pens into her backpack. She closed the book, leaving the sticky note inside, and walked out of class before the bell could ring. Well that was absolutely fucking insane, she thought to herself, shaking her head.