/Falling/ .apart. and /falling/ back .together. (Kai)

[Етеяиiту]

Jake put the papers back in his bag silently and then walked from the classroom "its not smart to skip." he said before walking into the hallway

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"It's not smart to skip." Lock mocked while sticking his tongue out before walking down the hall to the doors.

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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Lock!" Brook protested, but she knew it wouldn't do any good. If he wanted to skip, that was what he was going to do.

[Етеяиiту]

He walked to his next class which just happened to be Math, which he hated and sat in the back of the class all the girls flocking to him. He ignored them annoyed by girls.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Brook gave Lock one last reprimanding look before settling down into her seat.

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Lock walked out of the school and down the sidewalk, heading home. To the small home where he lived alone.

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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

(Skip to when they meet again for their project?)

[Етеяиiту]

{sure kai starts}

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- TIME . SKIP -

The next day Lock was sitting in the empty classroom on the floor- well, more like laying on the floor. He was staring up at the ceiling while his arm covered his chest before he lifted it and covered his eyes. He was tired. Extremely tired. Work was becoming... a little too tough for him. But it was all worth it.

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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Brook entered the classroom and was surprised to see Lock already there. "You're early," she said. "That's a first. Why are you lying on the floor?"

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"Tired."

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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Brook rolled her eyes. "Well, get up, because we have work to do."

[Етеяиiту]

Jake walked in yawning his eyes were a bit more closed than they always were and he had an annoyed look on his face.

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"Well, sorry for trying to relax." Lock grumbled with a pout, slowly sitting up before clasping the desk top to stand.

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[Етеяиiту]

He grasped the side of his head and stumbled to his chair then put his head down on the desk

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Lock raised an eyebrow silently before glancing over at Brook.

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[Етеяиiту]

He dropped his hand by his side and kept his face down, eyes closed.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Brook blinked at Jake. "Are you okay?" she asked slowly. He looked like he was hung-over.

[Етеяиiту]

"Hangover" is all he said. His head hurt badly and his stomach was in a turmoil, to put it simply he felt like shi*

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Lock snorted and sat in a chair by the desk, leaning back onto the two back legs of it. "Well, tough luck. That should teach you not to drink on a weekday. What do we have left to do?" He finished with a question directed to Brook.

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