Hallo :)

I still haven't seen Dumb and Dumber, TAFW, but I keep meaning too :P I will soon. Soon.
I have seen the video for the PewdieCry fanfic, Rosalia, and it almost had me in tears xD
Thankyou Imagine Worlds, and aww Emily, residentials are always muddy haha :D
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Thank you very much for your reviews on my stuff, and for being very nice in them! :D

~nellen, who apologizes in advance if anything seems a bit rushed, she's somewhat sleepy again after using the first sunny day of the half term to it's full potential, and hopes that you all have lovely half term holidays too, presuming you have them :3 Even if you don't, I still hope you have a lovely time no matter what you're doing ^.^ xx

Maybe she is ill... Well I suppose today won't be too unbearable then. I do hope she's okay though, I still worry about her someti- oh no..

Luke tried his best not to wince as Arianna sat down beside him, drumming his fingers absent-mindedly on the desk.
She wasn't ill, it would seem, or at least not ill enough to stop her from joining him in a marvellously unexciting chemistry lesson.

"Morning," the boy muttered, making a slight effort to be polite, "have a nice holiday?"
"I suppose," she replied, leafing through her book to find her homework, a task she never glanced up from.

Crap! Ah well, I'm pretty sure I know the periodic table off by heart anyways..

Luke sighed, as she made an obvious effort to avoid touching his hand and she leant over the table to hand it in. "Look, about-"
"Just shut up please I don't want to talk about it!" Ari yelped suddenly, tears glistening in her sapphire eyes.

"Woah, okay, sorry..." He mumbled, a slight frown of concern settling on his lips, "are... Are you feeling alright?"
"Well no not really," she answered curtly, quickly wiping her eyes on her sleeve.

The boy's frown deepened, and he had to restrain himself from reaching out and hugging her close. He bit his lip as he scrawled the date in the top of his book, thinking of something to say. "Would... Would you like to talk about it?"

"Well I'm not feeling very well today and I wish I hadn't come to school and I'm sick of everyone asking questions and I don't want to learn about whatever the hell this is and Crow left me and I don't understand any of this and I don't know what to say and I'm worried about school and I think Crow might have cheated on me and-"

"Miss, I'm not feeling too good, and neither's Arianna, may we please be excused? I think there might be a bug going round," Luke called out suddenly, feigning a coughing fit and nodding for the girl to leap up and follow him.

The two were practically out of the school by the time Ms Furle, an old teacher in her late hundreds of rumours were to be believed, could stutter out a reply.
"Oh, okay, just, just make sure you-"

"What are you doing? Are you mad!?" Ari hissed, running after him down the corridors. She tripped over her own feet as they skidded to a halt, blushing furiously as she found herself grabbing onto her ex for support.

"More than likely, now, you got everything?" He grinned, panting slightly from the sprint. He'd freed himself from lessons before, and spent countless hours strolling pointlessly down the hallways instead of learning about Pythagoras, but he'd never done something quite like this.

"Apart from my chemistry book, yes. Tell me your plan first though, I'm not going anywhere until I know what's going on."

"You're not well, and whether we're together or not I still care a hell of a lot about you, so let's just go. The Professor's house will be empty, I've got a key. Besides, I... I really want to talk to you, properly, and I don't think hushed whispers in a classroom full of kids is really the place for that," Luke explained, surprising even himself with his sudden confidence. He really didn't have the slightest idea what he was doing, he just felt like it was right.

There was something wrong with Arianna and he really did still care about her, and he really did want to talk. And he only hoped that she did too.

"Fine then, let's go, you're right, we have to talk," she muttered, successfully masking the tiny note of awe that was trying to slip into her voice.

He was actually helping her, he was actually looking out for her. He still cared about her.

"Good, well, reckon you could feign illness again to get us past the office bimbos?" He smiled, leaning against some of the lockers.
The frown of concern was back seconds later, however, as Ari's face paled slightly, and a hand rushed to her mouth.

"Ugh, I-I don't think I'll have to fake it..." she mumbled, finally giving in and ducking inside the girl's toilets.

"Huh, maybe there actually is a bug going round," Luke mused, as she reemerged a minute later, paler and iller looking than before. "Think you can manage the walk back to mine?"
"I... Yeah. Just.. Yeah.."
"Good, now come on. A quick word with Shelley and we're good to go," he smiled briskly, gently easing his fingers through hers.

"Why are you doing this? This isn't like you at all..." Arianna whispered, as they crept past the Headteacher's office.
"I know, but, well, that's just it. This isn't really my style, usually, but, I just had an idea. Besides, you look like you could use a rest, and I could use an extra day of revision, and we could both use a proper chat. I think. Haven't I already answered that question?"
"Um, no, you answered how you were doing it.. And the plan.. And we do need... Yeah... Yeah we could use a chat..." She murmured, drifting off towards the end. Her fingers were still entwined with his, and she wasn't all too willing to let go.

I really hope she's okay, she doesn't look well.. She can barely string a sentence together.. Wait, how clean is my room? Maybe she just needs a lie down..

Luke was right, a quick word with Shelley was all took. He wasn't entirely sure she'd heard him properly, too busy filing her nails to listen, but a nod of "awright, I'll let your teachers know," was completely enough to satisfy him.

Besides, the boy didn't really want to wait around and get caught out by another, more responsible member of staff.

He just wanted to go home, and look after Arianna, and try to figure out what was wrong.