#ephemeralwish

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Chase was the type to be ahead of the game and have some set plan. Unlike others in the same club who spent half the time trying to find a recipe. Making sure no one was in the room, he entered it with the intent to look up some recipe in a cookbook and put his own spin on it. 

Tsk. It was a shame that the teacher lets this get so disorganized. He better get something for this. He shifted his weight to one side and started going through the books. His index finger tapped the bottom of his lip. Should he organize it by type or size? He shrugged and decided to organize it by author name in alphabetical order as this would be the most efficient. 

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone unfamiliar walk in. Geez, what did he have to do to get some time alone?

“What do you need? I’m kind of busy right now,” he squinted at the girl.

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Beautiful. 

Those were Vivi’s first thoughts as she saw a flash of lavender and blue hues all tangle up in two gorgeous braids. The chemistry teacher’s eyes practically sparkled as she fastened her pace to catch up to this carefree student waltzing around with that beautiful long hair kept in simple braids. 

She could pull up a much, much, MUCH more gorgeous look! And Vivi knew exactly how to deliver that!

Without much hesitation, Vivi approached the student. Even if she wasn’t in any of her classes, she’s part of the book club. And no she doesn’t know this because she spends TOO much time in the library. Definitely. Hmph.

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Clorica was one of the few people Vishnal felt a strong connection to, even with how short of a time he’d spent at Harvest Academy so far, and she was arguably the first person on his mind every morning when he woke up. He’d stir with the first rays of the sun through the window - did people actually need alarms (besides Clorica)? - and stretch his arms and then think immediately of the task that had to be done: braiding.

He would hum as he brushed out his own long hair - no less than 100 strokes each morning, of course - and completed his morning routine, down to dressing impeccably, before he would select his secondary brush, two ribbons, and a warm blanket that his mother had knit for him and send along in his suitcase without him knowing. Once these supplies were laid out on the coffee table in the living room, he’d tend to putting his backpack to rights until there was a quiet knock on the door - and often an audible yawn.

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Kevin found the perfect place for a nap during a free period. A shady spot under a tree cushioned by that soft campus grass. As soon as his ass was on the grass and his back against the bark, he was on his way to snoozeville. That is, until someone approached.

He was partially relieved to see it was just Clorica, but after how their last conversation went...well, he hoped she wasn’t there to chat.

Although it’s been a while since Lanna was in public school, she still remembers that school is not her favorite place to be. She stared at the board mindlessly and sighed. She saw a girl with lavender braids asleep in front of her. Lanna tilted her head. Should she be awake?

Lanna tapped the girl on the shoulder. “Hey, shouldn’t you be taking notes? Or even awake at the least?” she asked.

“I like your hair. Oh, the name’s Lanna by the way,” she beamed when the girl had finally awoken. 

“Oh, my goddess I have an idea! I’ll talk to you after class,” she chimed. 

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Keira hated book club but her dad wanted her to sign up so of course she did. Why couldn’t they read interesting books instead of garbage like Catcher in the Rye. 

Book held over her crossed legs, Keira looked around at the other members of this snoozefest. They were sitting in a circle that made it look like they were about to play musical chairs. Or were the chairs supposed to face the other way? Keira didn’t know. She never played the game.

They were going around the circle, asking questions about the book. The only problem was Keira didn’t read the book. Why would she waste time reading something with rye in the title.