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[Lyla]

He pats her head and ruffles her hair, looking at Maud, "this is my little sister Kylie. Kylie, this is Maud. Say hi," he smiles lightly. Knowing full well she knew her way better then he did usually.

[NightOwl]

"Hey Maud," i say, with a smile, "and i was just headed up there to...to think," i finish, again staring at the ground.

[Lyla]

Crossing his arms, he gives her a stern look. "If you're going to do drugs I'm going to hurt you." He blows a deep breath out through his nose, showing he meant every word that he uttered.

[CrimsonMoon]

She bobs her head faintly in reply, something like sympathy flashing in her brown eyes before she smiles and muses," Well... don't hurt yurself in the process, mk?"

[NightOwl]

My eyes widened greatly.
"DRUGS? What kind of person do you think i am, Jeremy?!" I say angrily stretching out his name, "after what happened to mom and dad, do you really think id even think about touching those?!"

[Lyla]

"I never know with you anymore, and hush up, you're mouths too big for you're own good." He says in a rather stern tone. He didn't feel like bringing up the past.

[CrimsonMoon]

Maud shuffles away a bit, obviously unwilling to get dragged into family affairs," EH... i'll be going than... bye?"

[NightOwl]

"You know what Jeremy?" He looked up, eyes boring into me, "maybe if you spent a little more time hanging out with me, your supposed, sister, you actually know me a bit more than you do now." He put his finger up to stop me but i kept going. "After mom and dad died, all you ever did was hole yourself up in your room and ignore me. Thats bullshit. Pure bullshit." I spit, pushing past them both, and running up the stairs.

[Lyla]

Jeremy nodded as they both crept away. Stuffing his hands in his pockets, speaking softly to himself, "you keep screwing up don't ya Jer?" Shifting his shoulders, he began to trot in the direction Maud scuttled in hopes to catch up.

[NightOwl]

I sat on top the roof, my hair blowing across my face. "What am i supposed to do now? I pushed my parents away, my friends away, and now even my brother away....what the hell is wrong with me?"

[CrimsonMoon]

Maud continued down the hall, humming softly, her pace was slow and mellow; as if she had been expecting him to catch up,"... I won't ask if you don't want me to," She chirps when he gets near enough

[Lyla]

As he slows next to her he looks over, messing with his hair, "uh... Thanks." He mutters softly. "So where exactly is this way?" He asks

[CrimsonMoon]

" i'm just takig you the long way around the security desk, main office, security guards, deans office and basically any where where they'd tag you as stoned... But you havent even told me where you NEED to go so i've been wandering aimlessly," She glances back a small smile

[Lyla]

"Oh yeah. That might be helpful huh...." He states a little sheepishly. "Well," he pulls a scrap of paper out of his back pocket, handing it to her. "That's my schedule."

[CrimsonMoon]

She takes the
Paper, looking over it briefly before muttering," Science eh?"

[Lyla]

"Yup." He nods, "were do you go about now?" He asks curiously.

[CrimsonMoon]

" I have these two periods off, then science," She shrugs faintly and hums as the bell rang and people suddenly flooded into the hall... As she lead him, atleast twenty different people said 'Hey Maud' 'Sup Maud!' Or 'MAAAAUUUUD!!!' She would just grins and say each individuals name in a mellow greeting..

[Lyla]

"People seem to love you huh?" He asked a little intimidated. Following closely behind her, careful not to get lost.

[CrimsonMoon]

" I wouldnt say that," She smiles slightly and shrugs," I just KNOW alotta of people, i bounce around friend groups. Doesnt matter if you're unpopular or super popular, jock or fat a**... I dont care about anything but personality... But there are those few people who look at me and decide to try and make my life a living hell... All i can say is that i'll be their boss someday, and they'll be begging me fore raises."

[Lyla]

Jeremy laughs, "I get that." But other wise stays silent. He wasn't one to want to stick out or be seen.