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[CrimsonMoon]

She glances back at him with her mellow smile and tired brown eyes," Speak up, remember, no one can read your mind, germy,"

[Lyla]

"I just don't like being noticed." He says quietly. Stuffing his hands in his pockets.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Neither do I, but it happens," She chuckles, leaning against a locker and nodding toward a classroom," Thats your place, don't piss off Mr. bolton or he will deck you with a meter stick... I've seen it happen, it's not cool,"

[Lyla]

Jeremy nods. "Thanks again!"

[CrimsonMoon]

Maud grunts softly in reply, flashing him that repitive 'greeting' smile she had used on everyone(including him and his sister) that never seemed truely genuine but more forced..

[Lyla]

Going into the class he introduces himself kindly to the teacher and takes his seat.

[CrimsonMoon]

-TIME . SKIP-

The bell for the end of school rigs trough the halls, as Maud had predicted, Mr. Bolton HAD decked some kid who WAS being an a** so no one really blamed him... Kids floode into the halls as kids ran to their cars in a mad dash to get awayfrom school..

[Lyla]

Jeremy waited for his class to be emptied as he made his way into the hall. He was tired after a first day and hauled his back pack over his shoulder once again. Shuffling his way to his new locker.