He Flewed!

Send me a symbol…

He took a moment to glance at the other person in the elevator, a moment of analysis and he knew that the young man, maybe actually the old man, was a vampire. The assessment made him a little uncomfortable so he tried to look anywhere else but at him. 

Suddenly the cabin shook, Hiccup glanced up at the lights above the door that indicated the floor, it flickered three until the lights went out. “Whaaaats happening?!”

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However, before he could get a word out, the elevator started to shake and soon after, the lights went out. If it wasn’t for the fact that he was trying to remain calm, he would’ve compared the situation to a song his dad liked to listen to. Especially since he somewhat related to the narrator of the song. “I think the elevator got stuck again.” The dorm elevators had a tendency to do that, and with the thin walls, he often heard the ringing coming from the elevator. However, he wasn’t entirely sure of what to do in the situation, since he’d never been in it before. “I think there’s an emergency button around here somewhere.” He said nervously, as he scanned the elevator for it. “I’ve heard ringing coming from the elevator when it’s gotten stuck before.”

“Great! The next time I facetime him, I’ll make sure you’re with me.” Although it probably wasn’t likely to happen, since his dad was usually very busy and Michael’s schedule differed from his, Michael did want to prove a point. At her words, Michael smiled. However, this time he caught her cheeks tinging pink. He wondered if it meant anything or if he’d read into it like he had when she’d grabbed his hand. “Woo! Why don’t we go get lunch then and afterwards we’ll head back to my dorm?”

“Good! I’ll be glad to tell him he’s wrong.” Mabel smiled. She was only somewhat joking. She didn’t want to get on the man’s bad side, but maybe if he could see that she was just trying to be funny? “Um… yes? Absolutely yes!”

When the other male stopped him, Michael nodded. “Sure!” Aside from going to get lunch, which could wait, he didn’t have anywhere to be. “Are they like Google glasses? And do you remember where you last saw them?” He wanted to know what the glasses looked like, since Google glasses had a very specific look to them. And if the other remembered where he’d last seen or had the glasses, maybe they could start their search there.

Peter scratched the top of his head, nervously fidgetting a bit. “I mean… kind of? But they don’t really look like Google glasses. They’re more vintage looking because of the thick rims but not too thick. Oh, and they have like a blueish tint to them.” They would definitely stand out amongst a crowd. “I feel like they would have to be in either one or two places. I don’t go anywhere else but the library or the science lab. So that’s a start, right?”

“It seems like he’s really excited about it, so I hope a lot of people audition!” Even though it meant that he might not get the role he wanted, or even get into the ensemble in general, he still hoped that a lot of people auditioned. Especially since he had a feeling it’d make his professor happy. “Music could be really fun to teach! Would you want to teach them how to sing, or how to play an instrument?”

“ Well I really hope so too then! “ Anna agreed. She didn’t have any theater classes but she was sure that they would be a lot of fun. “ Oh singing, for sure. “ she replied. While Anna didn’t necessarily think that she was the best singer out there she did enjoy singing. 

“How come?” He asked curiously, as he took a bite from his mashed potatoes. Did it not usually rain by her? As he chewed, he noticed she was fixing her hair, and wondered if maybe that was one of the reasons she didn’t like the rain. He was used to the rain and wasn’t really bothered by it messing up his hair. But he knew some people hated anything messing their hair up.

Daisy sighed as she looked out the large window. “ Honey, if I go out there now I’m gonna end up with a tail. Which I was totally not prepared for. “ she replied. It wasn;t that she disliked water but she had to admit it did put a bit of a damper on her outfits. 

“Yay!” Michael was happy that Oliver agreed to join in, since he wanted to make it as authentic as he could. At the mention of putting on a performance of Be More Chill, Michael tilted his head. “Well, we could probably do individual performances for classes and club stuff! But I don’t know if we’d be able to do the whole musical, since it’s on Broadway right now and we’d need the rights.”

A heavy sigh escaped Oliver as he nodded his head, “I figured it would be essentially impossible. Getting the rights to something so popular would be expensive and I’m not sure that the college would be willing to waste money on something just to please us theatre kids.” He chuckled softly, rubbing the back of his neck. “But if there’s ever an opportunity, we definitely need to perform Two Player Game together!”

Although an optimist, Michael was scared that he was seeing something that might not be there. “But what if she just wants to be friends?” While he was definitely happy to be her friend, he didn’t want to confess his feelings to her if it might ruin their friendship. “Or what if she does like me back but doesn’t want a boyfriend right now? I like her, but I don’t want to make things awkward.” He’d seen things become awkward in too many shows when one person confessed their feelings to the other person and it was one-sided. “Would it make it easier to ask her?”

Carson pursed their lips in thought before offering up a shrug in response, “Honestly, if you two are as close as you’ve told me then you have nothing to worry about. This Mabel seems really kind-hearted and doesn’t appear the type to abandon a relationship just because you’ve decided to be honest with her and confess how you’re feeling.” But, you could never be sure of these things. It made confessions all the more difficult. “How about this, I can ask her if she likes anyone and if she does I’ll use my power of suggestion to convince her to tell her how she feels or ask you out. I mean, this is 2019 and more girls need to start taking charge.”

Berlioz smiled a bit when he saw Michael in the library and he approached, glad to see someone that he’d met during the fine arts department’s orientation. “Hey. Do you mind if I sit with you?” He asked hopefully, most of the tables pretty full.