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“Yes, Breezy is actually the name I was born with,” the petite brunette confirmed with a slight nod. She was used to being questioned about it because, honestly, how many Breezys does one meet in their lifetime? “My birth parents were, like, hippies or something. I don’t really know. But you can call me Breeze or just Bree. It’s all the same to me.”

“Breezy. That’s an interesting name. I’m Ethan and obviously am your visual arts teacher.” He chuckled as he pointed to the classroom around them. “Welcome, Breezy.”

“I finally understand why they’re called weekends. It’s because they’re so weak.”

“... Where did you get that lame ass joke from?” He chuckled softly. “That actually makes a little bit of sense.”

“I hate the holidays. Everyone get’s so happy and they just make me hate life.”

“Same, man. But just ignore them.”

“Are you asking how am I doing to be polite because we haven’t talked in awhile or because you heard Nathan left? I really need to know, before I answer your question.”

“I’m asking you how you’re doing because I want to know how you’re doing. You look like crap, and I’m not meaning to be rude...”

“Three years today…” he said as he rubbed his shoulder. “They want me to go home for a special service for the kid who died…but I don’t want to. The dick shot me…” he sigh. “What do I do..”

“Tell them you have something really important to do in here. Just do what makes you feel comfortable.”

“I vlog about everything and anything on my second channel.”

“How old are you again? I swear I didn’t do shit when I was at high school.”

“I’m sure you have, in all your years of living,” she laughed, making a good natured stab at his age. Yeah I’m serious, I’m so fucking excited!” she squealed and started laughing. “Baby daddy, Drake. I mean, if he asked me to call him daddy I wouldn’t really mind that either.”

“So now I’m old?” He chuckled. “Looks like you’ve got a thing for older dudes, eh? But yeah, I mean, if I was homosexual I’d put my eyes on Drake too.” He shrugged. “Have fun there, Ri.”

Realizing that she couldn’t hide the note for long, she threw the piece of paper in her mouth and shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Audrie said with her mouth full.

“That is... Ew. Eh, just keep your voice down and keep on doing your work, yeah?”

“I don’t think I’ll be waiting that long to grade everything for next time.” He chuckled. “Yes, finally.”

“Yeah, you shouldn’t. And it got numbers and shit, right?” Ethan smirked. “So... What now? Can we go out?”

“Because you’re a dick, that’s why,” she laughed and raised an eyebrow at him. “Why do you look surprised? What can be better than watching pretty girls get half naked for you?” she drawled and then grinned up at him. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist. I’m going to Atlanta to see my baby daddy Drake perform.”

“Wow. I’ve been called worse.” He chuckled. “You’re right. We’ll go there, then. Fuck, are you serious? That’s awesome, Risa. Daddy Drake, what the fuck?” He laughed.

“Clearly you could just make up a superhero costume with things around here. One time my friend used their blanket as a cape and then basically used a ski mask to hide their face. They were like…Blanket man or something. Lamest superhero ever but what can I say? You gotta use what you have.”

“Blanket man, are you for real?” He laughed. “Yeah, you’ve got a point over there. Maybe I’ll do it.”