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Nick Browns - Finishing his first slice of pizza, he picked up his second slice and started eating that one as well. Ping! New Message from Adrien Ping! New Message from Carrot Both notifications popped up at almost the same time. Huh, weird. Nick clicked on Carrot first responding with 'Me: Lol, did you get it pics?' Nick sent before shifting over to Adriens chat, typing out a response for his new tutor. 'Me: Just Chemistry' he clicked send, but thought about his new tutoring sessions. Where would they meet? They definitely couldn't meet at Nicks house, his dad would have a fit and most definitely punish Nick again. Maybe the library? But the library closed at 2:30 on Fridays... Nick decided to ask about it, as he needed to start figuring out an excuse to tell him father. 'Me: Where do you wanna meet up for the sessions?' |
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Aaron Pirla -♤- Aaron parked in from of the blue-ish colored house, turning off her car and grasping around for her phone. Gripping the phone, she wrapped her hands around it an looked at her phone. New message from Surf Boy Aaron hummed gently, pulling open the message and scanning it as she got out of her car, slamming it behind her and walking to the door. She unlocked the door with her pink key, turning the lock as she began typing a reply with one hand. Aaron turned the key in the lock, pushing the door open and walking inside. She pushed the door shut with her foot behind her, hanging up her bag and sauntering to the kitchen. She finally sent her reply, 'Me: Sadly no pics. Wish I got some tho. Wgat're yiu having for dinner surf boy?"' As she set hr phone face up on the counter. Aaron watched her brother set his phone down and they stared at each other for a moment. Adrien greeted her and Aaron gasped in mock hurt. "You offend me!" She sighed dramtially. She watched Adrien roll his eyes as he notified her on dinner. "Oooh, seafood." She hummed happily, plopping herself down on the counter next to Adrien. Adrien Pirla -☆- Adrien sighed as he clicked on the notification from Nick. Chemistry? That's it? That wasn't to hard. He began typing a reply as another message came through. Adrien scanned the response, his blue eyes flitting over the message. That was... a good question. 'Me: I'll find somewhere and text you the location. My house is a no-go.' 'Me: And chemistry is no problem.' He texted, glancingup as he set hisphone down. Aaron had just entered, texting someone as she put her phone down. Almost in sync with Adrien. They stared at each other for a few moments. "Hello, Dipshit." He said simply, earning a mock gasp from Aaron. He smirked slightly at her dramatic antics, rolling his eyes fondly. "Also, we're having that seafood restaurant for dinner." Adrien notified the vibrant red head. Aaron hummed her response happily and hopped up on the counter, sitting next to Adrien as they both dissolved back to silence. It felt like they never got any silent moments, while also getting to much silence. It was odd. By at the moment, welcoming. |
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( Sry super short ) Nick Browns - Ping! New Message from Carrot Ping! New Message from Adrien Jeez, this was kinda scary, they were still responding at the same time. It was almost like they were one person. Except Nick knew both of them, well he knew Aaron very well, and Adrien... well Nick knew who he was and what he looked like. Nick decided to answer Adrien first this time, Aaron could wait. 'Me: K' 'Me: Yea, my house is a no-go too' He then clicked over to Carrot 'Me: Gourmet Filet Mignon' 'Me: Jk, pizza' 'Me: Wbu?' |
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Aaron Pirla -♤- New message from Surf Boy Aaron opened the message and read through it. 'Me: Smartass' 'Me: My brother says seafood from that local place I don't remember the name of' She responded. Adrien Pirla -☆- Adrien opened the message with a sigh, reading over it. He pressed his lips into a thin line, staring at the message. Great. Now he had to figure something out. 'Me: Okay then... 'Me: We could meet near the beach, or at a Cafe? Or elsewhere?' He replied. Adrien clicked on Nicholas' contact. He saved the number and typed in, Nicholas / To tutor In as his contact name. He didn't care for fancy or friendly names at the moment. He was tutoring the boy. Nothing else. |
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Nick Browns - Ping! New Message from Carrot Ping! New Message from Adrien Alright, this was getting kinda scary... Nick clicked on Adrien first again, reading it over, then responding. The beach sounded great to him. Maybe studying wouldn't be as bad if he was at the beach. 'Me: The beach sounds good, I'm there almost everyday anyway.' Nick sent before clicking over to Carrot, reading and responding to her as well. 'Me: Lol' 'Me: Lucky, that place is rlly good' Nick wished he could go eat the seafood from there. It was sooo good. He'd only had it a few times before, as Nick had to pay for all the groceries and meals himself, including tonights pizza. |
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*Timeskip* Nick Browns - Nick sat on the beach, next to his blue beach blanket, in between lifeguard chair 3 and 4, exactly where he and Adrien had planned to meet for their tutoring session. Football practice was canceled because the field was wet and too slippery from last nights rain. So Nick had gone straight from school to the beach and had gone for a surf before he was supposed to meet up with Adrien. Nick sat in his damp wetsuit, that clung to his body tightly, on top of his wet surf board. He shook his head, sending dropplets of salty water everywhere, drying his hair out a bit more. Raking a hand through his golden wet hair, he pulled out his phone to check the time. He was on time, but where was Adrien? |
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Adrien Pirla -☆- Adrien pushed his foot against the pavement, his skateboard sliding along the sidewalk. Adrien hummed quietly to himself as he came up in the beach parking lot. Stopping his skateboard and gripping it, hooking it under his arm. He scanned the beach. Setting his bag down on a picnic table, he glanced around. Adrien raised an eyebrow when he saw Nicholas in a wet suit, sitting on a surfboard in the sand. Walking over, Adrien waved to him. "Hello. We should go over to the table, it has a firm surface for us to work on." He muttered, playing with one of the rings on his fingers anxiously. |
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Nick Browns - Nick nodded "Alright" He said getting up and picking up his school bag, but leaving the rest of his stuff in the sand. Walking over to the picnic table, he realized he was still soaking wet, and dripping water onto his school bag. Nick plopped onto the bench, and unzipped his wetsuit, peeling it off the top half of his body, exposing his bare chest and the scars on his back. He started to unpack his bag, pulling out his chemistry notebook and a pencil, waiting for Adrien to start. |
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Adrien Pirla -☆- Adrien nodded, walking back over to the picnic table and sitting down. He sat on the opposite side of the picnic table from Nicholas. As Adrien began getting his things out, he noticed Nicholas pulling the top of his wetsuit down. Adriens paused, looking the popular boys' chest over. He noticed all of the scars. But he didn't ask. Adrien looked back down at his books. "My sister surfs as well." He commented quietly, his voice smooth while he talked. "Anyway, where do you want to start? Anywhere specific?" He asked, keeping his eyes down. Adrien scribbled something in a notebook and slid it over to Nicholas. It had a few panted lines and beautifully sectioned areas for notes. "I figure I may as well make it easier and organize things." He added, glancing up at Nicholas. Adriens ocean blue eyes staring into Nicholas'. |
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Nick Browns - Nick nodded absentmindedly at Adriens comment, still setting his things out. "I'm good to start anywhere." he said simply, looking back up at Adrien. Looking at Adriens eyes, Nick realized his eyes where ocean blue as well, just like his own. Although Adriens eyes where much more handsome than Nicks, they had more depth to them, getting lost would be easy. It was only until Adrien pushed a notebook his way that Nick took his eyes off of him. The page had a bunch of empty sections on it... why? What was he supposed to do? It was only until Adrien kind of explained that it registered in Nicks mind he was supposed to use this sectioned paper for his notes. Huh. He'd never done anything like that before, he just wrote the notes down in his notebook. "Um..." Nick stuttered, not knowing how to admit he didn't know how to use the sectioned paper. Blushing a bit, he looked down, his lips pressing into a thin line, his fingers playing with his pencil nervously. |
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