"From experience, that doesn't tend to happen," Cicada smiled but shrugged little anyway, "But I can tell you some stuff anyway. So the basics are grade-based and the more nuanced stuff is clique based. A freshman jock is only slightly more popular overall than a sophomore nerd."
"Ahh, so I see I'm less popular than a Freshman. I have a feeling I practically didn't exist as a Freshman nerd?" Phoenix asked in a joking manner, resting his chin on his palm. "Because you know I was probably the nerdiest, awkward freshman last year."
"Oh definitely," Cicada nodded with a little laugh. She kept an eye on him making sure her words didn't make him feel bad, "Buuut I think a senior nerd has more sway over a freshman jock. Just because they're a senior."
"Right, that makes sense." Phoenix hummed, leaning back into his seat with a soft sigh. "That'll be nice… but not. You know, cause I'll probably be hiding away from everyone." He shrugged, talking more to himself than her.
"Yeah, I'll have graduated by then," Cicada let out a little sigh. She hummed for a moment, "I could always get an apartment in town and stick around for your senior year? If I've got nothing better to do that is."
Phoenix smirked a little, leaning over a little closer to her. "You think you might have a life outside of me?" He teased, gently pushing on her arm. He didn't want to scare or hurt her, so he was careful. "Well now I'm hurt."
Cicada let out a little laugh and pushed him back lightly. She was doing it in a teasing manner, "I have a life outside of you. But it's a bad one, so I think I'll stick around until you graduate as well."
"Well that gives me hope." Phoenix hummed, smiling as he relaxed back in his seat. He finally felt relaxed, happy to sit and chat with her. "Maybe you'll stick around a little longer, afterwards."
"Maybe," Cicada responded with a smile and relaxed with a smile. He seemed to be happy and that's all she cared about at the moment, "Who knows really? I've still got what? Two years to decide."
"That's about right. Though if you decide to leave me, I'd quite enjoy for you to keep in touch." Phoenix told her, looking over at her with a soft smile. "I really like getting to see you. As long as that doesn't change, though I doubt it will, I'd like to continue seeing you."
"Oh yeah definitely," Cicada responded her smile growing a little. She had made an actual friend, like one that wanted to talk after college. She hummed a little, "I would love to do that as long as nothing changes that is."
The vocal reassurance gave him relief. Leaning back, he sighed softly. "That's good. I honestly would be kind of depressed if you had said no." Phoenix hummed, running a hand through his hair.
"Awww you would have gotten sad if I said no?" Cicada asked in a slightly teasing manner. Although she knew that if the situation had been reversed she would be sad if he had said no, "Don't worry. I won't abandon you… Again."
Glancing over at her, he sighed softly. "Seriously, it's fine. I'm alright, it wasn't the biggest deal in the world." Phoenix told her, trying to keep the soft blush off of his face. "But yeah, I would have been."
"I, uh, I'm glad," Cicada smiled at him spotting the slight blush on his cheek. She tried not to let it get to her head and hummed a little before responding, "I'm sorry again by the way."
Sighing softly, he shook his head with a little smile. "I promise, it's really no big deal. I'm alright, I didn't die without you." Phoenix told her, pausing for a moment. "Unless I did- this is reality, right?" He asked in mock panic, pulling up a light smirk.
"Yes this is reality," Cicada responded laughing a little at his little joke. She really was glad that he wasn't mad at her, again. She smiled again, "Unless we're both dead and now we're in hell."
"This is too peaceful, to be hell. Either we're in heaven, or reality." Phoenix hummed, leaning back and glancing up at the sky. "But I'm going with the latter of the two. Just personal opinion."
"Yeah," Cicada looked at the sky. She had a little smirk on and looked over at Phoenix, "Because it's definitely not heaven. I've done too much bad shit to go to heaven."
"I dunno. Even with everything on your back, I'd say you're pretty enough to be an angle." Phoenix said without thinking, not even processing his words. Even now, he just sat there with a soft look on his face.
Cicada blushed processing his words. Her mind was on one level and her mouth on another as she cooed a little, "Aww you think I'm pretty enough to be an angel."
With her saying it, he couldn't help but feel his face burn with a red flush. "I- did… did I say that out loud?" Phoenix asked weakly, glancing over to her with wider eyes. "I… I'm sorry- I just wasn't thinking…"
Cicada laughed, giggled, a little and she covered her mouth to stop the sound. She had a smile on as she gave him a little nod, "Yeah, you said that out loud. It's fine. People can call other people pretty, girls do it to each other all the time."
"Yeah, but I'm not a girl. I just- I didn't want to make things awkward. Look how that's turning out." Phoenix said with a light sigh, keeping a soft smile on. His face was still burning red, and quite warm to the touch. He couldn't really do much to stop it though.
"I don't think it's that awkward," Cicada responded looked at him. She was ignoring her own blushing face and noticed just how red his face was, "I mean, um, you're pretty as well. There less awkward."