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Georgette shouldered his bag of school books and headed back to his dorm from class, head down and eyes to the floor. He was tired but at least it’d been a successful day of studying and learning. He couldn’t wait to finish at the academy and start in university. It had to be easier there, at least as far as making friends went. So far he only had four, two of which were still freshlings. He peaked up and glanced around before ducking down the hallway to his room. It’d be lonely in his room but he was half used to it, being a single child and all.

(Wc: 108 )

Georgette blinked in surprise and rubbed at his chest where the other junior had smacked into him. “Oh man, I’m sorry too. I wasn’t really looking where I was going. Are you ok? Here, let me help you up.” He reached out a large hand as a blush raced across his face. This was so embarrassing, this always seemed to happen to him. He felt large and clunky now, and even though he was sort of slim around his chest and waist his large arms certainly made up for that. He glanced at the nightmare he’d knocked over while waiting to see if they’d take his outstretched hand. His eyebrows raised as he noticed that they weren’t a normal nightmare, just like he wasn’t.

(Wc: 124)

Georgette smiled sheepishly at Jamie. “Nah, I’m ok though I might have a little bit of a bruise on my chest from our impact. I’m Georgette, nice to meet you Jamie.” He circled around Jamie, bending quickly to grab Jamie’s backpack then holding it out in offering. “Here, you dropped this....” He trailed off, the extent of his conversational skills exhausted at that point.

It was so much easier to blab on and on when he was a kid. He reached up and tousled his mohawk around, giving his horn a quick rub as he did so. He had no clue what to talk about now. Should he invite Jamie to his dorm, to see if Jamie was banged up at all? Or would that be odd? He blushed a deeper color, causing it to also spread from his cheeks to his nose.

(Wc: 143)

Georgette stood there stunned for a moment. Oh... oh dear. Jamie wanted to hang out? Uhhh what to do, what to say... oh yeah. Probably he should say yes. “Yeeeaah? I um. Should probably change now.” What was wrong with him, oh gods. He sounded like a dumbass. Georgette flushed again, feeling out of place. He gestured down the hall, “My dorm room is that way. I’ll meet you outside?”

Georgette started down the hallway without waiting for Jamie’s answer. He was mortified at himself. Why couldn’t he seem to speak to this boy? Every time he looked at Jamie he got stuck in Jamie’s eyes. He wanted to blush at his own nonsense. He’d only met him a few minutes ago, it shouldn’t have his heart beating out of his chest and his stomach wracked with nerves. He felt like he had the first time he’d ever been kissed. This wasn’t a CRUSH was it? Gods save him. This was too quick for a crush. What was wrong with him??

Georgette was so distracted by his thoughts that he ran into his own door. Ouch, that smarted! He rubbed at his nose, then with a grumble opened it. He tossed his backpack on his bed and immediately started hunting through his stuff for some nice clothes to wear, but also heavy like Jamie had suggested. A sweater and some jeans later, Georgette was sprinting down the halls as fast as someone who had hooves for feet could. Jamie hadn’t said what time, but nevertheless Georgette didn’t want to be late. He crashed out the front door and came to a quick halt , smoothing back his mohawk with a nervous gulp.

(Wc: 282)

“Uhh.... Hi.” Georgette gulped and gave Jamie a nervous smile. He tugged at the bottom of his sweater, tail twitching spasmodically behind him. At the rate he was going he’d nervous sweat through his t-shirt and sweater in no time. He hoped it was going to cool down enough for him to not worry about it. He already had plenty of other things to worry about. Like his sudden crush on Jamie.

“R-ready to go? I’m excited to see some...” Oh gosh, what had Jamie said they were going to watch? Oh, oh no... Brain, please remember.. “Nezubats?” He said, but his voice changed right in the middle of the word so it sounded like he was asking Jamie a question. Man he wanted to dig himself a hole right now and just bury himself alive. It’d be less painful than dealing with this awkwardness.

(Wc: 145)

Georgette’s heart skipped a beat when Jamie smiled at him. It was such a sweet expression and it made Jamie’s eyes glitter, to Georgette’s thinking. He tugged at one of his ears as he listened to Jamie talking about nezubats. He wanted to know more about the creatures. He didn’t have one himself, though he had six familiars already. Maybe he should have brought one with him? Not Brody though, the bunyip was way too big and would probably scare any wild creatures away with his stomping. He shrugged internally and refocused on Jamie.

“No it’s um, ok. I like listening..to...you talking..” Georgette verbally ground to a halt, unsure of how Jamie would take that. His ear tugging increased in speed, nerves once again kicked in. His tail flicked around of its own will and lightly brushed against Jamie’s leg. Oh gods. He had control of it 99 percent of the time, and the one time he doesn’t, it starts brushing against his crush like it wants to get closer. Various thoughts flowed through his head, none of which seemed to help in this instance. He quickly spoke up, “So.. Where are we heading to find those...nezubats?”

(Wc: 197)

Georgette froze for a moment as Jamie grabbed his hand to lead him away. His brain temporarily malfunctioned and all he could do was answer the question with sounds. “Oh...umm..uhhh.....” Georgette closed his eyes as a flush spread over him. Was it suddenly hot in here or was it just him? Oh wait... they were outside and it wasn’t hot. He shut his mouth and followed along beside Jamie, being led by a grasped hand. Who knew that holding hands could make someone feel like their stomach was full of butterflies that wanted to explode out of him? He certainly hadn’t known before this moment.

He could do this though. He had to. This was a normal, easy topic. Come on brain. Spit a response out. “I have six familiars. I have a Flitterat, a Cockatriel, a Dustie, a Fennekit, a Gryftoo and a Bunyip. Most of them are at home but my Bunyip and my Gryftoo are in my dorm room.. The Bunyip is huge and kinda stomps around a lot. His name’s Brody.” Georgette rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand nervously as they entered the cave where Jamie had spotted the nezubats. It was going to be an awkward night. And what had started as a possible friendship had erupted into so much more for him. Who knew where this would lead to?

(Wc: 229)