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Everything happens in a blur of movements — gentle hands hoisting him to his feet and guiding him to his bedroom. He can hear the slosh of his still muddy shoes hitting against the floor (that's going to make a mess, he thinks, somewhere in the back of his mind.) The after-taste of vomit coats...

The rain falls from the sky with a harsh pitter-patter that Dion would normally find pleasant. Calming, even. He's always found the sound of rain to be a source of comfort for him. It's a bit of cruel irony now, how it has turned into the exact opposite in this moment — the droplets pelting...

"Thanks." Dion passes the scissors to her and points the flashlight at the shabby little hut. It's pretty cool, in his opinion, that Alix and Vivianne managed to create that all by themselves with just the stuff that they had found in the wood. It must have taken ages to make, and the fact that...

"She's not coming." "Oh." For the first time since this interaction had started, Dion actually looks at Alix. He visibly deflates, shoulders slumping and eyes widening slightly in an expression of hurt. They'd been planning since the first week of school and he had wanted, still wants to go...

Dion is even worse at dealing with emotions than Vivianne is. There's something so embarrassing about admitting that he genuinely feels things other than annoyance and anger. There are very few people who get to see the genuine soft side of him. Everyone else gets scowls, venomous taunts to...

Dion stumbles a bit when she grabs his hand and glares halfheartedly, but ultimately lets himself be taken care of without any complaint. Her hands move swiftly and gently as she presses band-aids against the pale flesh of his palm. He waits for the inevitable scolding, the annoying (but...

"I don't understand why you think it's funny to provoke me." Dion startles at the harsh words, brow furrowing and mouth opening to argue for himself. He wasn't trying to provoke her, he wants to say. She just looked so uncomfortable and he hates when people make others uncomfortable and he...

Dion shakes his head slightly, an amused huff of breath escaping his lips as he watches Vivianne go off with Alex. He smiles right back at her. He's not really mad at her ditching him. After all, Alix probably needs her a lot more than he does. She looks really shaken up — her body is tense...

Dion scowls lightly at the nickname, but it doesn't hold the same bite or contempt that it does when he does it to other people. He's been known to be a little dramatic when it comes to people making fun of him for his height. There was even one time, a few months back, that he had to be sent to...

"Oh, that's good." Dion's shoulders — which had been hunched slightly, his brows creased in worry and concern over the girl (even though she's very clearly fine) — relax. She had even forgotten that her hands were even bandaged in the first place. He nods, and murmurs a barely audible thanks as...

Alix isn't as good at hiding her contempt as she likes to think she is. It still comes out, voice stiff and uncomfortable. He can hear the fight to keep her tone neutral and even if he thinks it's a little stupid to still be mad at him for something that happened a couple weeks ago, he still...

Parents are stupid. Classmates are stupid. Teachers are stupid. Everybody is stupid, stupid, stupid! Dion storms through the hallway, footsteps harsh and pounding against cool tile floor. His grip on the strap of his book bag tightens until his knuckles turn white, fingernails digging hard into...