Nicolette
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Post by Nicolette on Dec 26, 2009 0:01:19 GMT -6
Christopher thought for a moment as they started for the door, heading out of the classroom. The teacher flipped off the lights as he exited, waiting for Klaus before he shut and locked up the door.
"Island Apartment Complex is where I live. It's one of the first buildings you see as you're heading into town from the school. There's also a sign that'll direct you there." Christopher was very tempted to tell the boy his room number, and maybe even invite him up... But that would be very inappropriate. "Want to meet outside there? Or...?" He left it open for any suggestion.
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Post by Kuu on Dec 26, 2009 0:24:21 GMT -6
Klaus thought for a bit, before he nodded and looked up at Mr. Parker "That's fine with me. See you later, then?" He said, surprised that he was actually going along with this. Talking to a teacher was one thing, but actually going out with them for food? Hah, it almost sounded like a date! The thought kinda made Klaus have that sick feeling in his stomach again. Stupid "butterflies" popping up in there for no reason at all.
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Post by Nicolette on Dec 26, 2009 0:47:14 GMT -6
Christopher gave the student one of his signature, silly-yet-cute grins and nodded in response to his question.
"Yup! Oh... And Klaus, dear..." His expression became serious as he paused and reached out to touch the boy's shoulder. "...Do at least change out of your uniform." His grin came back. "I'm sure you'd look much cuter in normal clothes."
That and it would help Christopher feel a little bit better about being with Klaus in public.
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Post by Kuu on Dec 26, 2009 1:04:16 GMT -6
"Okay then, okay," Klaus said, and he winked as he walked away from Mr. Parker. However, he looked over his shoulder to look at him one last time and tell him, "later."
And with that, Klaus headed back to his dorm, trying to ignore the stupid, stupid butterflies that were in his stomach and that little voice in the back of his head that was warning him of something.
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