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"Cool," Maximus said flatly and began to eat again, this time faster as they were getting closer to the end of the lunch period. "so you're in my IB art class, so we go back to art after this, it lasts two class periods for us IB kids."
“Sounds awesome!” he said and stood up “sitting by me again?” he asked softly. Alastor pulled out his phone to check the time and sighed
Maximus stood up too, continuing to eat his food as he began to make his way towards the art room, which was on the other side of the school, again.
"Yeah, I have no choice." Maximus replied and swallowed. "We have assigned seats."
“Oh, huh, I guess I didn't pay that much attention..” he said and rubbed his neck. “So you holding hands with anyone?” alastor asked a little to casually.
Maximus shook his head and smiled.
"If you're trying to ask if I'm dating, then no." He supplied and began to turn around and walk backwards facing Alastor, careful to not bump into anyone.
"What about you? Any flings where you used to live?" He asked, smirking.
Alastor chuckled and lowered his head slightly. The flush on his face was dark. “ one, but we split up when I moved. He said he couldn't do long distances.” he said and held his wrist to keep himself from picking at his nails.
“ I haven't really thought much more about it till today “
Maximus nodded in a goofy way.
"I get that, I mean no one really likes thinking about their past relationships and ex's." He said with a small smile as he walked down the hall.
Alastor sighed “enough about me, what about you? Hmm? What's your life like?” he asked. Alastor yawned softly as he looked at the opened doors. Lots of students..
Maximus pushed through the students and made his way into the first art classroom, where he made his way to the back and sat in his seat.
"What about me?" He asked, raising a singular eyebrow.
“What's your life like? Do you live with family or friends?” he asked, tilting his head slightly as he sat down. Alastor got his sketchbook out. It was some realistic, some mythical and drawings of a little bit of everything
Maximus too, got his sketchbook out, going up to the left of the classroom and getting the oil pastels back out and bringing them back to his seat and sitting down again.
He opened them and turned to the page of the astronaut and rolled his long sleeves up.
"I live with both my parents," he told Alastor, not looking at him because he was focused on his sketch, which was about finished, it just lacked highlights and shadows. "They're not very friendly with each other, but they aren't divorced either."
He paused and added a highlight to the glass part of the astronauts suit.
"My life is pretty uneventful, I go to high school, I work part time at a small bookstore and I have depression, but then again, who doesn't anymore?" he went on.
“Are you open to letting someone make your life filled with fun?” Alastor asked dangerously. He had a soft smirk as he looked at the dance posters for the homecoming dance
Maximus shrugged and added the shadow behind the astronaut.
"Yeah, sure why not." He said absentmindedly "I could use some fun in my life."
“ then let's go to the dance tomorrow.” he offered quietly. He held his hand out in the hope that the other would agree “just us.”
Maximus placed his hand in Alastors and shook it briefly before pulling his hand away.
"Sure." He said and smiled softly.
Alastor chuckled and got back to drawing what looked like a biblically correct angle. “Anddd that's terrifying.. Great!”
Maximus looked over at his drawing and shrugged.
"Try angling everything to the right slightly." He suggested "Are we color coding ourselves for Homecoming or can we not have to wear the same colors…?"
“It's whatever you want,” he said softly “if you'd like we can, but in all honesty, I don't mind..” Alastor said and did what Maximus had said
Maximus looked up and smiled at him softly.
"I think we should match," he suggested, his smile growing. "I think we should do purple."
“Purple is a great color,” he said with a soft smile
“So who's gonna get the corsage?” he asked and started adding more detail to his picture
Maximus nodded toward Alastor.
"You are." He replied "Get a black one if you do get me one."
“ Alright, any favorite flowers?” he asked, taking Maximus’s free hand to measure size. Alastor’s mother made everything from prom dresses to flower crowns so he knew what she needed
"Roses." Maximus said before gently pulling his hand away and continuing to add shadows.
"I know that's like the most basic choice, but they're my favorite."
“ Actually the most basic is Daisy's, “ he said and shook his head. “ you've got small wrists “ he remarked and smiled softly
Maximus put on a flash pouty face.
"Sir," he remarked in a higher pitched voice. "How dare you implied that I have thin wrists?"