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 Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 6:14 am
"Ew, cupcake," said her friend meditatively, "M.B. never spanked me once, that is for creepy children who grow up with BDSM issues and not for Jacoba R. Darnell, badass-at-law. And yeah, maybe a monster truck crashing into the side of the cranium, keep it classy, I know?"
They stopped at the entrance to the classroom they were in, and as the rest of the teens trailed in -- no Wisp yet, or else there would have been an almighty shriek -- Jacoba grinned widely at her friend suddenly, red hair falling in her eyes, exultant still. Self-satisfied. "This is something, right?" she asked rhetorically. "Damn straight it is."
Then she reached up and tweaked Irelia's nose, and then Jace went inside.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 11:29 pm
There was an unspoken agreement in class. Irelia sat at the front of the class, raised her hand for every question, and spoke with this eager, chipper, excited voice about Geodes or something. Jace did. Not. Agreed between the two was that Jace didn't tease her. Much. Jace didn't exactly need much help with her homework but Irelia listened in class. REALLY listened. And let Jace copy her notes.
And then the bell rang again, the final bell of the day, and Irelia stood up, thanking the teacher for her lesson. Irelia heard Jace groan behind her, and smirked slightly.
"So, bus shelter or iggy's dad?" As they left the teacher's hearing, Irelia bumped Jace in the shoulder, "Or i could shake my bootay in exchange for booze."
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