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Lysander and Castiel were only half paying attention in their Music History class. Their focus was mostly on a crumpled wad of paper they were passing back and forth; the starts to a new song if everything went well. It was also a way for them to talk without drawing too much attention.

"Hey, Lys, look, fresh meat." Lysander looked up and saw what Castiel was speaking of. A new girl was being berated by the teacher up front.
"Late on your first day I see, Ms. Sucre. Well, you've already interrupted, why not introduce yourself?" The girl winced. Castiel nudged him.
"Her hair is the same green as your clothes, man." He snorted.
"I suppose so." Lysander was cut off by the girl, who had turned to the class. Her green hair was piled ontop her head messily, strands hanging down to frame her face along with her swept bangs. Her green eyes were hidden behind glasses, and her hands were fisted int the sleeves of her sweater. She raise one sleeve covered hand in a wave that Lysander could see Castiel giving.

"I'm FaeLynn. Either Fae or Lynn works. That's it." She turned to the teacher. "May I sit down now?"
The teacher sighed and waved her off. "Go sit in front of Castiel, the red head." FaeLynn nodded and walked to her desk as the teacher resumed teaching. She paused as she got there, sitting down and turning to face Castiel.

"Dogboy?" Castiel narrowed his eyes and sat forward.
"Cat Lover, if it isn't you." FaeLynn rolled her eyes and sat forward. She seemed to look at the bored in disgust.
"Is something wrong?" Lysander asked, making her jump. She looked at him lazily.
"Nothing, I already did this section, and the next, in my old school. This ones pretty boring. Just talks about the effect Jimi Hendrix had. The next one I like though, it's focused on David Bowie." The boys raised their eyebrows.

"There's no fucking way you've already done those." FaeLynn send an unamused look towards Castiel.
"In my old school, I was in AP History of Music: Classic Rock vs Pop. This class is the same exact thing except we wont be talking about the differences between Taylor Swift and Paul McCartney. Fuck off, mate." She turned back around and got a small black notebook out of her back and stuffed earbuds into her ears. When she turned on her music, both Castiel and Lysander could hear Black Sabbath's IronMan faintly.
"She's nice." Castiel joked, making Lysander roll his eyes.
"So are you." He said in his usual calm voice, though Castiel knew it was a joke.

The day went by slowly. FaeLynn found that she had the white haired boy, Lysander, in both her Music History and Applied Voice classes. In Applied Voice, she also found that she liked talking to the boy, so when Lunch came, Lysander suggested she join him.

"You also write Poetry?" FaeLynn nodded as she dug through her bag, looking for her lunch.
"Yeah... Sometimes...I really prefer reading it though... where in the world..." She furrowed her brows; she couldn't find her lunch anywhere.
"Lost something?" Lysander asked.
"Yeah...I don't think I packed my lunch this morning, I was in such a rush to get my sister to school. Damn."

"Hmmph. You're lucky the lady gave me the wrong order then, cupcake." FaeLynn jumped as she looked up, Castiel was holding two fast food bags, and she could basically smell the grease radiating off of them. "QuarterPounder with every on it and Jalepeno, or DoubleCheeseburger with Onion rings on it?" He asked, holding each one up when saying what they were. He was really mad when the lady gave him the wrong order, all he wanted was his Triple cheeseburger and fries, but instead he got this shit. He'd still eat it, yeah, cause food, but damn that put a damper on any mood he had.

"Jalepeno, please." Castiel threw the bag at her and she was happy she caught it in time. She opened it a reveled in the smell of grease for a moment. She had cut herself off from fast food a while ago, as she hadn't been getting enough real nutrients to the point of hospitalization, so this was going to be heavenly.

"Thanks Castiel." He grunted in return as he chowed down on his burger. She also took a huge bite and closed her eyes for a moment to savor it.
"You like Jalepenos then?" Lysander asked, highly amused at the look on her face when she realised there was more to the world than the burger in her hands. She swallowed, painfully, so she would respond.
"Love them, Spicy food is the best. You?"
"I really cannot stand anything that is more than mild." She nodded, taking another bite. She point to the fries in the bag, offering some to him. She was happy when he grabbed a handful, she hadn't seen him eat yet today and it really isn't good to fully miss a meal.

"So what made you transfer to Amoris, Cupcake." FaeLynn winced but accepted the nickname.
"Custody issues. I'm prolly only gunna be here for the rest of the school year, if that. Yo, do you guys know that blond guy, Nath-something?" Castiel growled a bit while Lysander nodded. "Does he like to fuck with people on purpose, cause he sure made my schedule a bit of hell." Lysander asked for her schedule and looked it over.

"Most of your classes are on the other side of the school from eachother." FaeLynn sighed in annoyance. "I have Calculus with you though." She shrugged.
"Cool, maybe I wont flunk then. I hate math." Lysander chuckled.
"I'd be glad to help you study, FaeLynn."

That night, when she got home, FaeLynn let Tracey watch a movie with her on her laptop. The two cuddle on FaeLynn's bed, in pjs, as they watched How to Train Your Dragon. Soon though, Tracy fell asleep on FaeLynn. FaeLynn smiled and let the nine year old sleep and the movie run it's course.

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-WingedSkull: This is Cupcake, right?
-SeafoamFae: No this is Patrick
-WingedSkull: Ha you watch that shit?
-SeafoamFae: I have a little sister, what's your excuse?
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-PoetWithWings: Hello Castiel, FaeLynn.
-WingedSkull: Sup
-SeafoamFae: Hey Lysander, nice username.
-PoetWithWings: Thank you, I like yours as well. A reference to your hair, no doubt?
-WingedSkull: Can you ever not talk like a proper dude, man?
-SeafoamFae: Yup. Anyways, what's up?
-WingedSkull: Lys here told me that you're in his voice class with him.
-SeafoamFae: Yeah soooo?
-WingedSkull: You any good or nah?
-SeafomFae: I'm in that class so I don't sound like utter shite, I'm not there to be legit good. It's not a hobby of mine or anything.
-WingedSkull: Bah, you're no use then
-PoetWithWings: I think you're good
-SeafoamFae: Thanks 'sander, anyways, I'mma go, I'm getting dead arm, my sister's sleeping on it. See you guys tomorrow? Like at lunch or something.
-WingedSkull: cause weeee don't tke your sissy ass classes.
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-SeafomFae: Asshole
-PoetWithWings: Forgive him. I'll see you tomorrow then, Faelynn.
-SeafomFae: I've told you that just Fae or Lynn is fine, Lysander.
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-SeafoamFae: Nevermind then.