The science lab at Harem High was always empty. Empty, of course, besides Raeden Goodeaux. He stayed in the lab 24/7. So when someone walks into the lab, he's taken by shock.
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Hi! I'm willing to make this gay, straight, whatever. TEMPLATE!
Name:
Age:(high school aged)
Gender:
Sexuality if not straight:
Mini Background:
Other:
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Name: Raeden Jaques Goodeaux
Age:16
Gender: Male
Sexuality if not straight: Pansexual baby
Mini Background: Moved to the US from France when he was 9. Has lived in Harem ever since.
Other: Fluent in french and English.
HEY THERE PAL
Name: Azalane Mirage Firewind
Age:(high school aged) 16.3787 exactly (don't ask)
Gender: Female
Sexuality if not straight: Bi
Mini Background: Ran away from home when she was 12, permanently damaged because of her abusive parents. Lives in a tree in the Harem Park. Can take care of herself just fine, thank you very much
Other: shy, careful, sarcastic
HEY THERE PAL
Name: Azalane Mirage Firewind
Age:(high school aged) 16.3787 exactly (don't ask)
Gender: Female
Sexuality if not straight: Bi
Mini Background: Ran away from home when she was 12, permanently damaged because of her abusive parents. Lives in a tree in the Harem Park. Can take care of herself just fine, thank you very much
Other: shy, careful, sarcastic
You're in! Thanks Ember. Wanna start or do you want me to?
(okay i'll start)
Just like every Thursday afternoon, Raeden sat alone in the third chair to the left in the middle row of the abandoned science lab. He was working on yet another compound. He never told anyone what he was making or why, just that he had to be alone. He was humming a Panic! At The Disco song to himself: it was Northern Downpour.
Aza strolled into the lab, expecting it to be empty. Instead, she found a boy who she was pretty sure was in her chemistry class.
Raeden practically leaped out of his seat. "Wh… Who are you and what are you doing here?" he said. His voice was like that of Hunter Hollingsworth from Degrassi: deep but almost childish. He seemed very defensive: almost as if he was afraid of something.
She jumped onto the table and swung her legs off the edge. "I'm here to finish my lab. But I guess I could talk to you. You look lonely."
"I'm fine by myself," Raeden replied quickly. "But I've never really had a friend. What's your name?"
"What's yours?" she said evasively, cocking her head. "Wait. Oh, you're Raeden, right?"
"You didn't answer my question," Raeden replied, still nervous. "And yes, I'm Raeden."
"I don't hafta answer your question. But my name's Aza." She flipped her hair over her shoulder.
Raeden started to retreat to his corner. "Go ahead, do your lab. Just don't bug me."
"What if I wanna bug you?" Aza said, grinning.
"Then I will personally spill this compound of liquid iodine and hydrogen down your shirt, permanently staining your skin," he said decisively, shaking the vile. "I don't think you want your skin stained or possibly burned off, am I correct?"
"Well. I could pour hydrochloric acid on your hair." Aza replied.
"Yeah, like that hasn't happened before." he joked. "But seriously. Don't ask me questions. Just… no."
"What's your middle name?" Aza asked immediately. "And you do realise the second you tell me not to do something that's exactly what I'll do, right?"
"Jaques. No more talking." Raeden began to ignore her completely.
"What's your favorite food?" Aza inquired.
Raeden ignored her. After a day like his, he wasn't up to interaction. He just continued mixing iodine and hydrogen and adding chlorine.
Aza got up and stood behind him. Speaking directly into his ear, she said, "WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE FOOD?"
Raeden continued to ignore her. Why does she care? he asked himself.
"Hellooooo?" Aza waved her hand in front of Raeden's face.
