@KalamariCakes
He sighed quietly, shuffling his backpack on his shoulders, "I suppose, sure."
He sighed quietly, shuffling his backpack on his shoulders, "I suppose, sure."
She smiled again. "Alright!" The sun peeked out from behind a cloud as she did so.
He pushed hair from his eyes, and slid polarized aviator sunglasses over his bumped nose.
"I like your sunglasses!" she complimented, waiting for him politely.
"Thanks," he walked towards her.
The sun shone even brighter as she smiled. "Let's go!"
"You.. Can like, control the weather, right?"
She blushed. "Yes. With my emotions. I try to stay happy so other people can be happy with the good weather!"
He laughed quietly. "So.. What happens if you get tickled? Or sick?"
"I'm not sure. I don't remember ever getting sick, except once in grade school."
"Hah," he breathed. "Immune system like a horse."
She blushed again and a thin cloud started to cover the sun.
"Eh. Whats your first period class?"
"English. Yours?" she asked, the breeze returning and blowing her hair.
"Um," he breathed in deep, brushing a hand through his hair, "Speech,"
"That's the same hallway! We can walked together!" The sun returned and she grinned.
"Okay." He replied very simply. A smirk was settling on his lips– the closest he gets to a smile not induced by dirty jokes.
She smiled happily at him. "Do you need someone to help you with your car?" she asked.
"Probably." He laughed sparsely.
"My father can help, if you like!" she suggested. "He's very good with cars."
"Ah, thanks. What's your name again?"
"Kallie. Yours?"
"Atlas," he answered, drawing his hand through his hair again. He looked overdue for a shower.
"Right!" she chirped. Her steps were so light and carefree, one might have called them skips.
Atlas gave her curious looks– he wasnt used to such constant lightness.
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