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James: What are you up?

James: Maybe we can meet up and do something together. No promises we will end up making out romantically though 

Chase: sure thing, and no worries you can kiss me like you hate me

Chase: if there’s food involved i’ll fall in love...with the food though

Rob: Hello! I'm planning a Luxor Skolstrejk for Klimatet. Even if you are not passionate about environmental policy, it's an excuse to skip class, and the more people I have join, the more impact it'll have, so I'd love if you could attend.

Rob: Feel free to text me for any questions!

“He did not!” Teddy gasped, looking back at the other dude. “Fuck that- you’re out of his league.” He said while scoffing at the other boy. “Definitely not rich, gifted though- accurate.” He said with a smile. His ballet career and his family made him feel on top of the world, he definitely considered himself fortunate even if he was absolutely dirt poor. He happily oblidged when the other brought up food. “Well, I’m sold- food is my favourite part of the day.” He said with a chuckle. 

“Don’t worry, it’s not the first or the last time I’ll be hearing things like that, you just get numb and get used to it.” Chase smiled. “I’ll agree to disagree on that one, I’m not even in any league, just me and that’s all good to me. I’m sure you are gifted in many areas though, from what your hands can tell me too.” he mused before nudging the other man. “Then let’s go, be my friend date to go get some grub, I’d say it’s my treat, but we’re going to be using his card.”

“Ah…” Leo said with a slight nod, taking in the information. “What book?” He wasn’t much of a reader, so chances were he wasn’t familiar with it. Still, he was curious to know what sort of impression he gave off. As the silence fell between them, after Chase’s comment regarding art, Leo felt a sort of heaviness in the air. Probably just with how much he could resonate with the sentence. Even without knowing what Chase meant by it or what exactly was going through his head, Leo still felt like he could understand- at least partially in some what. “I don’t know you- or anything, but you’re obviously good at other stuff,”He countered quietly. For one thing, he was certainly a lot better than talking than Leo was. “But…. yeah, I get that,” he added in a quieter tone. “That’s a long list, then,” Leo admitted with a brief chuckle. “But who knows, you may have better luck.” Did it really have as much to do with luck, though? Or was everyone finally just giving Leo what he wanted? He made it pretty clear since he first got to Luxor that he wanted to be hated. Sure the intensity of that desire would come and go, but maybe everyone finally was just fed up with trying while all he wanted to do was push them away. “I think consistently, Ches and Jack are the worst- if I had to narrow it down to just a couple of people. Ches actually is- for the most part generally likeable, I guess, though. I just made it on her shit list early on. As for Jack, he just wants to be hated, so… he’s just a dick to everyone with few exceptions.”

“I think it was the mausoleum sprinter or maze dasher, something like that, either way that guy seemed really fucking decent. so that’s what i’m trying to say that...you’re cool in my book.” chase said offering leo a smile as he combed a hand through his hair. there was a lot that weighed heavily on chase, but he wouldn’t really let it all out, sure there were glimpses here and there, snippets of how sad of a boy he truly was, but none could be the wiser. “thanks,” he mumbled, appreciating the gesture at least cause at least he was trying. “course it is, this school is full of rich kid assholes, who will use their money to get high or do whatever it is rich kids do with money.” he thought he would buy himself a mini golf course where he could go and get drunk with friends as they played, but that would never really happen. “maybe? so far all the guys i’ve met have just wanted to get into my pants, cause apparently it’s hot to fuck the new poor guy? dudes are weird, but their credit cards are pretty cool.” he mused. “don’t know them, but they sound caucasian, so i already think they might be annoying. if jack’s last name isn’t daniels then he’s of no importance to me, and what was the other name? checkers? if they can at least buy me something from wendy’s like the spicy chicken asiago, and a cupcake, then they’re cool.” he grinned. “jack wants to be hated...what is he a character from the outsiders?”

“But the real question is, could they use it properly though? I mean, having a big schlong doesn’t always mean you know how to work it right. Still safer to just avoid them,” she joked with a laugh. “Well, you might as well get something for your pain and suffering, so go for it. It’s always great to embarrass them in front of an audience. It makes it sting even worse.”

“Now that is the question as old as time me lady. True, I’ve had a few guys be kind of useless with them, they just kind of lie there hoping you’ll just take it.” he laughed. “Honestly yeah, I think I’m going to need a midol after this. I don’t know what those do, but I do get very trippy sometimes. Oh for sure, the burns are way worse with an audience, and that’s why I never do anything worth noting alone.”

“Newt?” He repeated, raising a brow. It was a new one, for sure. Better than Oscar The Grouch at least. A slight chuckle fell from his lips and nodded slightly when he heard Chase talking about art. “Guess we have that in common.” Art really seemed to be the only thing he had going for him at that point, so he could understand Chase in that moment. Leo lifted his head up in thought, thinking about the next victim. In truth, it was probably harder for him to think of people he wouldn’t mind keying their car at that point. Though to be honest, keying the car seemed a bit juvenile. “Aristocrat students, I’m assuming you’re after?” He asked, already narrowing down his list.

“Yeah, it’s a character from a book I didn’t read but read the sparks note of for class. You kinda remind me of him, he was a cool dude.” chase said, giving leo one of his very few compliments that he had in store for only special occasions. “Art’s really just one of my things y’know, s’not like someone like me could be good at much else.” there was a silence between them, maybe a sense of silent respect that not a lot could understand, but chase thought leo was pretty badass for having the cojones to just key a car like that. he was cool in his book. “nah, just assholes, if they’re nice to me then it’s all good, but if that changes then stealing and ruining some of their shit will just be for fun y’know,” he mused. 

His words caused a light blush to appear on his cheeks, because it was how he usually reacted when someone complimented him, sometimes he couldn’t even thank them, because his brain kind of stopped working for a moment, “Oh… Thank you… People say I got that from my mom…” he stroked the back of his head, and barely made any eye contact, because he also had a hard time to look someone in the eye when they were saying something nice about him, “I know what you mean, I have been into a few fights because of it,” he admitted, but it wasn’t something he was exactly proud of, but it happened sometimes, “Hm… Sure, I guess I can do that, yeah.”

"And he’s even cuter when he blushes, so tell me when do you stop being wonderful cause I really don’t see it happening?” Chase smiled, happy to at least have made the guy blush. “Sweet, the only thing I got from my mom was horrible taste in men who would break my heart, and I’d like to say alcoholism but I’m too poor to even sustain that.” he laughed. “It really does suck when people look down upon you because you’ve literally got ten cents to your name, and mine got stolen by a rat.” he said. “Thanks, you’re a real life saver, so if you ever wanna practice the whole boyfriend thing let me know, because I’ve really got no good experience in that department.”

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Chase: Oh no he’s hot

There were a fair share of assholes in the school, he didn’t know if it was because they were rich and though they were better than everyone else, or at least than people that didn’t have money like they did, or if it was just because it was part of their nature, and something that they ended up learing as they grew up. Everyone had a reason to be bad, either because their parents were or they had friends that influenced them, or maybe they just had a bad childhood, he didn’t know which ones of them were which, but that didn’t stop him from defending someone when they did something, “It’s fine, you were the right one,” he gave him a small smile, “I know how hard it is not to say something when assholes do something.”

“Oh no he’s got a nice smile,” Chase said while thinking out loud before blushing at the realization. “Well, you do have a nice smile, and I know, having to deal with that kind of shit shouldn’t be something I go through till I’m like thirty, but y’know, c’est la vie or whatever.” he shrugged, before offering the man a smile himself. “I’ve never been one to be able to take it honestly, never have and never will. I kind of figured it would happen before I came here really, but I was trying to not make it happen so early, but here we are. Least you seem to be normal, plus I’d rather have your company than that guy’s.” he grinned. “How’s about this, can you pretend to be like my boyfriend whenever that guy comes around so he’ll like get the hint? I promise to pay you back.”

“How does the size of his hands correlate to that? I always assumed you’d need to see it to check….” Balo gives Chase a confused look as she tries to guess how a guy’s hands had anything to do with their dick. “I’m sorry you had to deal with that at all, though. He was coming onto you pretty hard, are you okay?” She hadn’t stepped in because on average conflict scared her and guys like that set her alarm bells off to the point that even if she had tried the words wouldn’t have come out. 

“Oh that’s easy, usually the trick is that the dick is gonna be the length of his thumb to his index finger. It’s a weirdly accurate measurement in most cases actually.” Chase explained as he smiled at the girl. “it’s fine, I’m gay so I’m pretty used to dealing with all kinds of assholes. He was, and well at least we know his eyes were working, but his mouth certainly had trouble coming up with the right things to say.” he scoffed. “Let me know if a guy is giving you a hard time, I’ll make sure to keep them off you.” Chase offered as he smiled at the girl. “Name’s Chase by the way, and it’s a pleasure to actually meet someone both decent and beautiful after running in with Assy Mcgee.”

“…Thanks?” Leo wasn’t entirely sure how to take that nor as he certain on what way Chase even intended that to come across. It wasn’t anything he had heard before, so he could at least give the other props for creativity. Though the respect was short lived when Chase went on about his perception. The joke was amusing at first, but it was getting old real quick. At least for Leo. He was even half tempted to fill Chase up to speed and tell him what Ches oh so generously revealed to the entire school months ago. Maybe that’ll get Chase to quit it with the jokes. Of course, Leo didn’t speak of any of that. Especially since he’d just go back on it moments later and say yeah but, my dad didn’t actually do it, which would either just make Chase think Leo was an idiot or even more childlike than before- or perhaps a combination of both. Instead, he just kept his mouth shut and followed Chase. Once they got to the car, Leo’s curiosity got the better of him, and he just watched the drawing emerge. The final product was actually– impressive. “I stand corrected.”

“Your welcome, Newt.” Chase smirked at the guy, and he was good company at least, and his willingness to participate in the toying of the spoiled was commendable to say the least. He was cute in a way he guessed, but Chase would probably feel like he was flirting with a teletubby in this case, and he’d rather not. He doesn’t know much about the guy apart from his name, and the fact that he always looked like he smelled something funky or just sucked on the most sour lemon possible. “Thanks, it’s some of my finer work. I like art, it’s one of like the two things I might actually be good at.” he mused looking over the other. “Good to know that you like my work, now I wonder who’ll actually be the next victim to me and my artistic prowess.”

“Well I usually find you can tell who is really small or doesn’t even know how to use it based on personality,” she said with a shrug of her own. She had her own experiences with plenty of guys and had learned a lot over the years. “At least you probably bruised his ego a bit. If he figured out what you said. You know idiots can take forever to figure out insults sometimes.”

“I would agree to that but I’ve met some real asshole with big ones, so I’ll use my hand method.” He grinned. “That was definitely part of the plan, and he’s going to be wanting more of me cause I rejected him which means he’ll do whatever I say with his credit card. Oh I’m sure he understood it clearly from the look on his face, plus his friends laughing at him was just the icing on top.”

Teddy watched as a student he didn’t overly recognise seemed to be talking with someone he assumed was a friend, until he heard the conversation turn to hands. He couldn’t help but to eavesdrop on the bit. He looked at both the other parties hands to try to follow along with what the conversation was even about. “Hmm?” He said as the boy acknowledged him. He wondered if he was going to give him shit for being nosey, surprised to be hearing an apology instead. “Oh, no big deal. Most of the guys here are pricks honestly.” He said with a chuckle. “Do my hands tell you anything fun about me?” He asked. 

This guy was cute as well, guess this school wasn’t just filled with rich and snotty assholes and there were a few good ones hidden among the bunch. “You don’t have to tell me twice on that one really, I could see that very clearly. I didn’t take kindly to the fact that he said dicking me down would be his one day of giving to charity.” he giggled at the other’s question craning his neck a little. “You’re really cute, and your hands hmm, well let me see them.” he mused as he took a good look at them. “Rich or not, you’re definitely gifted, and I don’t know they also look like really nice hands to hold, so if you’d let me do that, I’d like that, since I’m getting food now and I’d like the company.”

Maverick’s face was still a little bruised from the fight he had gotten into almost two weeks ago, which should have been a good reminder to stay away from a fight. But when he heard yelling, he couldn’t keep his curiosity at bay. He recognized one of the kids from his world history class. Rich and snotty, always making remarks in class about the money his family had. “You shoulda decked him. He deserves it.” He stepped out of the other boy’s way when he was bumped into.

“It’s fine, his ego will never recover and once I expose his browser history for dick enlargement, he won’t ever recover from that. It’s all a carefully calculated babe,” he mused before looking the other’s features. “Um, damn whoever did that to you better not think about doing so again, you’ve got a beautiful face, the name’s Chase, nice to meet you, future crush of mine.”