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"Yeah…" Alex chuckled, setting the vial down gently. This class was a total bust.
"The thing that gets me is that cooking is basically chemistry. I'm a great cook, why the hell can't I do this?"
"Yeah…" Alex chuckled, setting the vial down gently. This class was a total bust.
"The thing that gets me is that cooking is basically chemistry. I'm a great cook, why the hell can't I do this?"
"Maybe it is because you can taste your food? I mean, when you cook you taste the food to see if it is good and what needs to be added, but I'm pretty sure you would die if you tasted this shit." Felix started cleaning one of the test tubes. "I can't do any kind of chemistry though. Not food, not this… and absolutely not personal chemistry."
"Fe-lix," Alex groaned.
"Please, not again."
"What? Just let me be depressed about my love-life and lack thereof, would ya?" He laughed a bit. "It's not like you are so freaking popular either."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean anything to me. If much rather have one real friend than a hundred 'friends.'" He made air quotes. Chuckling, he got up to dispose of their failed experiments.
(Time skip to when they are leaving the school?)
(Sure. You want me to start?)
(I can start, it's fine)
Felix closed his locker with a loud bang. "Okay, 3 hours and 15 minutes of romance, annoyingly cute scenes and people falling of a ship screaming starts in just a couple of hours. Your house or my house?" He grabbed his backpack.
Alex hefted his over stuffed backpack onto his shoulders.
"Well, the disc is at my house, so I was thinking there."
"M'kay. Great. Let's go, then." Felix walked over to the door that would ger him out of the hellhole that was called school.
Alex walked next to him, holding his backpack straps cheerfully.
"So, you really think I'm gonna cry?"
"Let me think. I think- YES. Yes, you will. I am 100 percent sure that you will." Felix laughed a bit. Sometimes he felt like he knew Alex better than he knew himself.
Alex sighed.
"Ah well. At least you'll have to sit through it with me!" He gave a laugh.
"I guess I have to, yeah." Felix smiled a bit. He honestly looked forward to it. Titanic was a really good movie, and he liked spending time with Alex.
"So, I'm to assume you're driving us there, or should I give mom a ring?" Alex asked. He still didn't have a car, and he didn't do well on buses, so his mom dropped him off and picked him up most days.
"I can drive. If you dare to get on my motorcycle." He smirked. No way that he would drive a boring car. Motorcycles was the real deal.
Alex gave a mischievious grin.
"Of course. I would love to ride your motorcycle," he said.
"Good." Felix smirked and headed over to the parking lot where his precious Honda Shadow were waiting. He got on the bike and gave the spare helmet to Alex, putting his own on.
Alex put his helmet on, his silvery hair sticking out slightly. He sat down behind Felix, wrapping his sleeved arms around Felix's waist.
A bit uncomfortable with the physical contact, Felix kicked the bike running. He got out of the parking lot, doing the few kilometers to Alex's house at a fast pace.
Alex grinned like a maniac the entire way there, the wind feeling amazing. When they reached Alex's house, he let go of Felix, jumping off as Felix came to a stop.
Felix parked the bike on the driveway, leaving the helmet hanging on the handlebars. He walked over to the door.
Alex put his helmet on the seat, then hurried over and unlocked the door.
"Mom, I'm home! Felix is here too!" He called out. Alex's mom, a woman in her early thirties, stepped into view.
"It's good to see you Felix," she said, wiping a plate dry.
"It's good to see you too, ma'am." Felix smiled at her. "Your son here is making me watch Titanic with him."
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