Dade
Wishful thinking is mine
Mon Jul 16, 2018 19:56
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ďNo Iím not,Ē Dade growled, staring pointedly at his knees, covered with the black fabric of his slightly-more-fitted jeans. He hadnít thought about the fact that he hadnít told Drew that heíd failed his exams and was being held back a year. Obviously Dade hadnít told anyone else - Kit had the attention span of a particularly challenged pixie and Remington had turned evil and Anssi wasnít really his friend, just a tagalong to self defense club - but if he had been planning on telling someone, it would have been Drew. Drew, because he was smart and nice and funny and he would probably be really nice about it instead of act stupid or like a know-it-all. But Dade hadnít been writing Drew over the summer, just Madeleine, and he hadnít told Madeleine either. She probably didnít mind one way or the other anyway.

There had been a moment last night that Dade thought about going to Drewís room and telling him, but after the summer when Remington had gotten to visit with Drew and Dade hadnít, Dade had been able to talk himself into thinking that Drew didnít really want to be good friends anyway. Certainly not the kind of friends that told each other things like that, or hung out in each othersí rooms. And then that morning Dade had been kind of inclined to ask Drew to eat breakfast with him and tell him then, but Dade had been too anxious to go down to breakfast. It was only when he remembered that he had the Beaterís bat that Dade had worked up the courage to leave his room.

Did Dade even have to explain to Drew that heíd been held back now? Did Drew care? It seemed like Drew was confused, and it seemed like he was trying to be nice, but Drew was always nice. Maybe he was just being nice to Dade because he was nice to everyone. Maybe he didnít actually care.

Dade hunched his shoulders over his knees and encircled his arms around them. He looked down at the boots again. His new clothes still made him feel anxious but good at the same time. Holland really knew what they were doing, even if their tendencies were to be much more weird than Dade was strictly comfortable with. He felt jealous of their make-up most of all though, but there was no way to wear make-up without looking like a nonbinary or something so Dade wasnít about to do that.

ďI failed my STOATs,Ē the third-year elaborated tersely. There. Heíd told Drew. His cheeks were flushed now and he squeezed his knees tightly. This sucked.

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    • Wishful thinking is mine - Dade, Mon Jul 16 19:56
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                        • I don't like surprises - Dade, Fri Jul 20 16:45
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