I have the song "Loathing" from Wicked stuck in my head. heeeeeee~
Also, I'm posting this up today on Thursday rather than Tuesday seeing I won't be here next Tuesday!
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First Impressions
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Flora looked at her profile in the mirror, making sure each detail was where it needed to be and not out of place. Each ruffle of her dress even and smoothed out, her face evenly coated with makeup, her shoes nice and shiny, every hair she had on her head combed straight from the scalp.
Flora was ready. The first day of College had arrived and she was well prepared to show her face to the new world of college. She was excited, to say the least: She will be taking on a responsibility that she had been looking forward to ever since she was a child: Adulthood. She realized her days for now on would be filled to the brim with study and homework, not to mention projects and research papers, but she had prepared well for that. She was willing and determined to do anything to pass through the next four to six years.
Taking one last glance at the mirror, Flora took her bag filled with books, bid a farewell to her roommate, traveled down the stairs and opened the door.
Flora gasped in horror as she stepped back from the door. Already, the one thing that would ruin her day has arrived on her door step …
Luke.
"Wh-what are you doing here, Luke?!" Flora said, stepping back further to protect her glowing beauty, "Don't you have class to go to?!"
"Not for another 3 hours, Flora. I have free time!"
"Well … go spend that time somewhere else! Maybe doing something productive!"
Luke shrugged "I would … but the Professor is busy, Miss Claire isn't around, Don Paolo hasn't shown hide nor hair of any wrongdoing, I can't find any of the campus cats to feed, Andrea's just plain creepy to hang out with, Jacque's busy with first day homework --."
"What about your homework …?" Flora asked, tapping her shoe on the ground.
"Finished it." Luke said with a smile.
Flora shook her head, "All of it?"
"Yes!"
"Right after your morning class?"
"Yep!"
"How long did it take you?"
Luke shrugged "About an hour."
"What did you have?"
"Physics."
"What did you have to do?"
"Not much – had to do a couple of pages of formulas having to do with speed and velocity of things. It was actually fairly easy once I started to understand most of it."
Flora shook her head in disbelief. No matter how close she was to Luke, she still couldn't get use to the fact that Luke is brighter than he actually looks – maybe, a bit too bright …
Then again, he was the apprentice of the Great Professor Layton for many years.
Flora sighed and stepped out of the house, making sure to avoid Luke on the way. "Well, if you don't mind, please, I have a class to go to."
"That's great!" Luke said, following Flora, "I'll come with you!"
Flora stopped and turned on her heal, practically glaring at the blue-dressed young man. "No."
"But-"
"I said no!"
"But why?"
"Luke, it's my first day of class, and I want to make a good first impression!" She crossed her arms, sighing. "Something you wouldn't understand."
"Oh, I understand alright." Luke said, slightly scratching his cheek, "I just don't believe in first impressions."
"Well, I do! And I don't want to make a bad impression on the teacher or any of my fellow students!"
"… So why can't I come with you?"
Flora groaned and continued walking forward at a rapid pace. Luke followed her like a lost puppy, which thoroughly got on Flora's nerves. He followed her from her house to the town square, even going as far as trying to mimic Flora's speed and steps – whenever she ran, he ran. Whenever she tripped, he tripped.
Finally, she had it. As she approached the college building, Luke still in tow, she turned rapidly, grabbing Luke by the shoulders and shaking him. "Will you stop following me?!"
Luke looked rather surprised, but Flora saw no hint that he was intimidated by that yell. Rather, he smiled. "I'm not following you, I'm accompanying you."
"I do not need company to walk with me during my first class, thank you!" Flora said, releasing the man's shoulder and sighing. "Now, if you will kindly leave me alone now so I can get into class."
Luke looked rather disappointed to hear the journey with Flora was over. He scanned the building and then faced Flora with a sigh. "Class is almost about to begin?"
"Yes." Flora said, turning on her heal to enter the door.
"Wait! Flora, before you go …"
Flora Groaned once again, then faced Lucas with a dejected face. "What is it?"
Luke quickly grabbed Flora's shoulder with a single hand and smiled. "You look good today. I'm sure you'll do fine."
Flora did not yell at Luke. She just couldn't find the strength to do so. Instead, her face flushed to a deep shade of red, staring at Luke with a totally different face she was wearing this morning. She had no idea what to do now: Should she scoff, should she yell, or should she actually say a thank you? And what's more, why wasn't he letting go of the girl's arm?
Luke laughed and released her shoulder, putting his own arm at his side. "So I'll see you after class?"
Flora said nothing.
"I'll take that as a yes."
Still no response.
Luke turned, waving to his friend and smiling, "I'll see you around, Flora!"
Flora shook her head. What was all that about? No, try not to think about it, she told herself, right now you have a class to get to. Luke was just being his childish, although gentleman-like, self. There was no need to dwell upon those thoughts, not until later at least.
She opened the door to her classroom, not at all surprised that there were few students in the room: She was half an hour early.
The teacher turned to her and smiled. "Welcome! I presume you're Flora Reinhold?"
"Yes I am!" Flora said, smiling, "It's nice to make your acquaintance!"
The teacher smiled, "The pleasure's all mine, Miss Flora."
Flora smiled. So far so good.
"I just saw you outside with that boy!"
Flora's smile faded. "What?"
"That boy, that young apprentice of Professor Layton?" She asked with a curious smile, "Are you two going out? You two look rather cute together."
Flora's heart sank.
This was exactly the impression that she did not want to make.
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Luke and Flora sittin' in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!! WOOT!
