[ he look up quickly ] You can fix people too?
I could try, if you want?
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It's nothing. My gifts just don't exactly work long distance.
What’s wrong with her?
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Cheer squad for what? Maiming people and fucking with their minds?
I wonder if there is even a cheer squad at this school, if so.. I am so joining.
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"Huh?" Zeek said, being brought into reality. "Oh, uh. Zeek. Zeek Foster. It's just.. family shit, y'know?"
~Walking around the perimeter of the school, Anastasia looked around before promptly stopping at the sight of an unfamiliar boy sitting at the steps, she had just gotten here yesterday so people being unfamiliar wasn’t new, she contemplated walking away before walking over, bouncing over and sitting next to the seemingly troubled boy~
“Uh-hi, I’m Anastasia Collins, are you okay? You don’t look to siked.”
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Not completely.
Sorry, mind reader. Is she okay?
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..I didn't say anything about my mom..
What’s wrong with your mom?
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'I'm gone and my mom's upset. It's my fault.' the boy thought as he sat alone on the steps of the school. He’d just spoken to his mother and without him being able to help her, things weren’t going well.
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So.. I totally can't find my room.
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To get to the other side?
I’ll give you an easy one, how about that. — Why did the chicken cross the road?
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I needed it.
Using your powers so I would hug you.
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What? Fixing you? You did need it.
Don’t do that again unless I need it. You don’t know what I can do. Some people might be more pissed off than I was.
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Okay..
If you answer my riddle, correctly.. than I’ll show you who I am. And as a bonus, I’ll tell you my name
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But I fixed it. Yesterday? Yeah.
Surprisingly, I do get sad. Wait a minute —- did you make me hug you?
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You were sad.
Why did you it?
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Yeah, I did.
{ the sadness was still there — buried deep underneath contentment that appeared out of nowhere with just sheer contact. blue eyes glanced over at the hand on her shoulder and she finally understood. }
You didn’t have to do that.
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[ he just put his hand on her shoulder, and pushed a wave of contentment through her. he hated seeing people upset. ]
{ you’re not going to cry, you’re not going to cry ——— fuck. }
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