forum High school/university rp

Started March 24, 2018 by @blue_topaz

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Should I go check on him. . . Quinn thought, standing in the middle of the hallway. A few students walked past her as she tried to choose. C'mon Quinn. Choose something

Quinn sighed, pulling out her phone and looking for Calypso's phone number. Her text read; Hey, sorry about what happened between Damian and Dylan. I'm gonna go and check on him. Could you tell the teacher that he didn't feel good so I took him to the nurse's office?

The teacher cleared his throat at the front of the class, and Calypso hesitated, wrapping her arms around Damian in a quick hug before the lesson started.

After a few minutes of yelling at himself and punching various things around the room, Dylan collapsed onto his bed sobbing. "Idiot…stupid [f word] idiot…" His voice shook as he spoke.

Quinn walked towards the boy's dorm rooms, searching for Dylan's room. Jason said it was Dorm 328. 325, 326, 327. . . 328. She took a deep breath in and knocked on the door.

Calypso received the text and did so.

Dylan jumped at the sound of knocking. Not now… He walked over to the door, his face red and his eyes puffy. Before answering, he wiped the tears from her eyes and put on a fake smile. Dylan sighed, opening the door.

"Hey. . ." Quinn gave him a small smile, clearing her voice. "What's wrong?" She asked, hoping that was a good question.

"Nothing. I'm fine." Dylan told her. "Thanks for stopping by." He reached out to shut the door.

Quinn let out a frustrated sigh, ready for the door to slam in her face. "Well, sorry that I just wanted to make sure that you're okay." She said, ready to turn around.

Dylan shut the door. What are you doing?! Don't shut out your friends! He sighed, opening the door again.

Quinn still stood there, her arms crossed over her chest. She tried to leave, but she knew she couldn't do that.

"I…I'm sorry." Dylan moved out of the way so she could walk in. "I'm not fine. I really need someone to talk to."

Her gaze softened and she stepped inside. "It's okay. What's wrong. . .?"

He shut the door. "I…I'm not sure." Dylan bit his lip to keep himself from yelling everything. "Okay, this is kind of serious. So…I don't really have any friends. I tend to shut people out and get mad for no reason and…well that's part of the reason I yelled at Damian and Calypso." He sat down on a chair, leaning over and shaking his head. "I'm such an idiot."

"Dylan, you are not an idiot. You are one of the smartest and nicest and funniest people I know." She smiled. "And it's okay if you shut people out. You can learn to let them in too."

He looked up at her, his eyes filled with despair in his eyes. "But I can't." Dylan groaned, running his fingers through his hair. "I can't I can't I can't…"