another day, another way to {get to you} [Fallon!]

[matt]

Matthew walked to the front doors of the school, looking around in anticipation to see someone. To see Fallon. He didn't understand why she made just an impact on him, but he assumed it was because she actually tried to help him, when most everyone else gave up. This was bad for her, and him. He didn't want to lose his temper, and hurt her. But it took too much of him to not talk to her. She was a lot different than any other girl he had met, and he was perplexed by how she kept trying to get into his tightly formed walls. She was the only person to keep trying, even when it seemed hopeless. It made no sense the aching he felt to see her. And it was certainly something he wasn't going to be admitting openly. It was hard enough trying to be rude to her, which he had decided wouldn't be good online, since there was no point. But in person, it was necessary to stay as far from her as possible. Getting any closer to her would put her at risk, and hurting her would kill him. His temper was becoming worse lately, as his trying to control himself was being put off to go to school, mostly to watch Fallon from afar. He felt weird. He had seen her around school a few times since their chat online, but he avoided her, and stayed as far away as he could possibly stand, and it was excruciating. The moment he first saw her, something caught in him that he absolutely couldn't explain, and trying to fight his urge to see her was enough for him to lose all control.

He walked over to a tree in the front of the school, instead of going inside immediately. He needed some air before he went into school, where the risk of his temper spiking was extreme. He was starting to think that pissing people off might not have been the best way to get people to stay away from him, because more often than not, it created drama that made him angry. He tried to ignore the many conversations he heard every time he went into the school, because it seemed every time he walked by, someone else had something to say. It was impossible to block out the conversations because there were so many. Because of all of this, he needed to be get some air before he dared to go inside. And the thought of staying away from Fallon again was harder than he could have ever imagined. He wondered what was wrong with him. He didn't know all that much about her, yet just from talking to her online and seeing her a few times in person, his mind had become attached, or more his heart. Not in a relationship way, he didn't think, but something was pulling him towards her that he couldn't understand, that he was afraid to understand.

Matthew sat down his things on the ground by the tree before sitting down himself. He had nearly an hour before school actually started - and it seemed he wasn't the only person who came to the school early to hang out with people, although in his case, he came early to work on things, get air, and be around people, even if they didn't talk to him. He never realized how alone he really was until he was around everyone, all of which were in their groups of friends, smiling, laughing, and enjoying time together. It created an ache in his heart, especially when he saw all of his old friends walking by, either ignoring him or giving him rude looks. He deserved it though. He had pissed off each and everyone of them with lies about how much he hated certain things about them. He didn't hate anything about them - not really. He loved his friends, and that was why he did it. He had to protect them from him. He could hurt them so easily, and he didn't want to risk that happening. As lonely as his life was now, it was necessary to protect all of his friends. As he sat there, thinking about everything, his thoughts were interrupted by a flash of bright red-orange hair, and instantly all of his muscles tensed, because he wanted to leap forward, say hello, do something to talk or be closer. It was Fallon. As much as he wanted to see her today, he didn't want to be this close to her. She wasn't too far from him, and he knew that there was a large chance she might notice him, but hopefully she wouldn't actually want to talk to him. Maybe that want had fleeted from her desires. He turned his eyes down reluctantly, thinking that maybe if he didn't look at her, then maybe she wouldn't notice him.

[Tally !]

"So you're sure there wasn't any homework that we got?" biting down on the bottom of her lip Fallon glanced towards the other female who was beside her.

The other chuckled a couple times and then nodded, "Yes Fal, there wasn't any homework for once, don't worry you're fine." she stated before then patting her on the back. "I'll see you in history, and don't let what the coach said to you get to you, tough love, remember?" she stuck out her tongue and Fallon laughed at the comment made and shook her head a bit, removing some of the dampened red hair.

"Right, right, of course. I'll see you in a bit Felicity." the two departed from each other, Felicity heading off towards the other soccer players while Fallon moved off to walk around on her own, something that she would often do after the early morning soccer practice. Something which Fallon had found herself coming to have a love-hate relationship with, simply because she absolutely loved the sport and playing it, but she also hated having to get up so early in the morning. And then of course there were always the times when they finished practice early, and then they had all this free time before school even started, sort of like how it was today. Fallon grumbled under her breath and shifted the soccer bag and then her backpack before then letting her gaze come to search around the areas around her. A small chill running down her spine, she got that paranoid feeling that someone was looking at her, something that she had been feeling all too often, if anyone were to ask her what she had thought. Biting the bottom of her lip, she ran a hand through the wet hair, her attempting to use her enhanced senses to her advantage but then of course failing miserably. Whoever it was who had been looking at her, must have already looked away, or had thought better than to get caught staring at her. Sucking in a breath of air the red-headed female continued to walk, with one final glance around the area she rose a brow a bit.

There he was, she was sure of it. Okay, it could be considered as rather odd that she recognized him just because of the pictures from their IM conversation, but for whatever reason she was 100% sure that he was Matthew. A grin crept onto her face as she changed the direction she had originally planned to go and walked over in his direction, sure she knew that he could snap at her for coming over. But that certainly wasn't about to be something that would stop her, she liked the idea of finally being able to talk to him, and not over the internet, but instead in person. And who knew, maybe he wouldn't be nearly as bad as he seemed to think of himself as, people seemed to always have a way of either making themselves seem better or worse than they actually were over the internet. Something about the way he had spoken to her, how he seemed to be almost too honest in a sense, with someone who he had never met before, made Fallon quite curious about him. She loved puzzles, to be able to try and get to someone, to fully understand them. And most of the time, people seemed to be fine with the questions she would ask, how she asked them, and didn't have a problem with that, but Matthew was a completely different story. Just like he had done with his friends, he seemed to want nothing to do with her, and was also doing his best to make sure that she couldn't get close to him. Which meant that Fallon would have to try even harder, that she would make sure that she spent as much time as possible with the other, even if it drove him insane.

However, there was something else to it, something in the back of her mind almost that made her want to do this. To not simply back down because he told her to, she actually wanted to have an excuse almost to get to be around him. Which wasn't really one of Fallon's reasonings for wanting to be around someone, most of the time it was simply because she wanted to prove them wrong. But with him, it was something different, there was something else there that she couldn't seem to place, something that she didn't seem to really know the name of. Pushing some of her hair back behind her ears as she came up closer to the other, she forced those thoughts from her mind, something which Fallon most of the time found it getting harder and harder to do. Mentally telling herself that she should just drop it, and not let it get to her too much, that it really wasn't anything that she should get herself into. Fallon needed to be able to distract herself, she probably should have turned back around and not have said anything to him. But her mouth had opened before her mind had come to that conclusion, "Well, well, looks like you really do exist then, haven't seen you around school for a while." an odd greeting sure, but it was Fallon's way of doing things, even if they weren't always so proper. She moved the the side of him and set down the two bags on one side as she shifted her shoulders, rolling them back before she smiled and sat down next to him.

"How've you been?"

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[matt]

His mind was conflicting with what he wanted, and what was needed, as he saw her change her course of direction to walk towards him. Why can't you just be invisible, then all of this would be much easier. he thought, mentally hitting himself for not having left or moved so she wouldn't be able to see him. What was wrong with him? Why couldn't he seem to get her off his brain? He barely knew this girl! She could be a psycho for all he knew, yet he just wanted to talk to her, to see her. What was wrong with him? Was he really getting this lonely that he had to get attached to someone he honestly knew barely anything about? Why did he feel like he had known her forever - like he had been waiting to know her for forever. He shook his head lightly, trying to shake all the questions running through his mind. He was convinced that whatever greater power there was, was determined to make things difficult for him. He hoped that someone was getting a good laugh, because he was suffering from the inner battle to keep her away, and not wanting to stay away. It seemed that one thing after another had to happen to him, to test his endurance. First his father dies, his mother leaves, he starts shifting, and now Fallon. But the thing was, that out of all those things, the one that didn't belong was Fallon. Those things were horrible, and hurtful - she wasn't. She was beautiful, although persistent, and something in her showed that she really cared. That she really wanted to help him. Maybe his mind was tricking him - maybe she was just messing with him, testing to see if she could prove all his theories on life wrong. She couldn't have any idea about how it felt to be this helpless, this powerless. She pushed and pushed. Why did she have to be so different, to care so much when all he did was push her away?

"You really don't give up do you?" he asked, greeting her in what would seem uncommon to anyone else, but she however, would know why he said this - in fact, only she would understand why he said this. "Exist? Were you doubting it? Yes, I do exist, sadly. And I told you I am not always at school. I wasn't lying." he said, and he had been telling the truth. That was what made him feel odd, because with everyone else it was really easy to lie, but it wasn't whenever he talked to her. He had to think of ways to keep his ground without lying, and he didn't like how difficult that was. Why was he so compelled to tell her everything? To just tell her about the werewolves, the shifting, his temper, all of it? She was playing with his mind, and that was the only conclusion he could draw from all of this, the only one that made even the slightest bit of sense to him. He could see it wasn't going to be easy to keep her away, or to stay away from her with his own will, anyway. He was starting to doubt that he would be able to stay away at all. "You are truly the most unusual girl I have ever met. I just don't get you. Are you playing mind games with me or something?" he asked, all the time trying not to look her in the eyes. When she sat down next to him, he tensed up, breathing deeply, hoping that nothing would set him off. His fists remained beside him, clenched and hidden by both of their many bags. He let out a deep breath and finally looked her in her eyes. Her emerald green eyes had him mesmerized. It was her next question that made him realize they were having a conversation. Was she really asking him how he had been, was she really trying to be nice. Now his theory of mind games was out the window, unless it had just become the most probable. With her it was hard to tell what she could be thinking. He simply couldn't read her for the life of him. He wished he could know what she was thinking, to make things easier on him, or would that make things even more complicated? What happened if he got his answer, only to realize it wasn't the answer he wanted at all?

Stop it. he thought to himself, mentally slapping himself a million times. He realized he hadn't answered her question yet, and took a moment before answering. "Um. I've been .. fine." he said, trying to be civil, because maybe he could for even a minute have a decent conversation with someone, and maybe nothing would go wrong. "And you? I mean.. How've you been, Fallon?" he asked, his throat tightening as he used her name. It was hard talking to her in person. He thought it would be easier. He even thought it would be easier to make her leave him alone if he had his chance in person, but it was so much harder than he could have ever thought it would be. His palms were sweating, although this might have been that he had them clenched still. He still couldn't believe that she actually sat down with him, after all of his rudeness and everything. She was so much different than anyone else. Nothing made her stop caring, nothing. He hoped more than anything that it was because she cared that she kept trying, that she remained so persistant. He didn't really want her to be playing mind games, because for once, he wanted a friendship to work out, and with her it seemed like maybe it could, if he tried - but it still wasn't that easy to do. Turning back from isolating people was hard, and he still had to worry every moment that he was going to push someone too far that they would strike back - that they would upset his own temper - and even more he had to worry about pushing himself to far. But with Fallon, just her sitting down marked the point of no return. There was no pushing her away obviously, but in his mind, he was still trying, still hoping that she could see he meant what he said - that she should stay away. He gulped, looking at her damp hair. "Aren't you cold?" he asked, feeling stupid for even asking, but he had to wonder why it didn't seem to bother her, and then he wondered why he had let himself ask that. Why was he letting himself be civil, when he was still trying to push her away?

[Tally !]

<sup>There was just something so distinctive, something so much more there in her that Fallon was really willing to express. To let escape from her lips and form into any sort of verbal assurance, that silent need to be around him kept clawing at the inside of her mind. Though it was something that truly was so foreign to her, something that she hadn't ever even really thought about before. And sure, Fallon had dated guys before, hung out with guys, but never once had something like this gone on. The feeling of needing to be there for him, and not only feeling of fulfilling that, but to actually want to. Fallon could blame her curiosity, and the need to always be able to figure people out. But Fallon couldn't bring herself to really think that way about him, it just wasn't the proper wording that came to her mind. But how Fallon wished she could just figure this out, understand why all of the sudden she had this feeling, and why it was it was coming from person she had only just met over instant messaging. Over someone who she had dubbed Mr. Emo Pants, never once had she felt herself drawn towards someone like that, and yet here she was, quietly sitting there waiting for her mind to think of something to say, and to also hope that he would speak first. Grinning softly when she the heard what it was he had said, what it was the first words that really seemed to come from him. Though in the back of her mind these words didn't really surprise her all that much, it was something Fallon could have most likely predicted if she hadn't let all those odd other thoughts come floating into her mind. But now thinking about them, she thought herself rather foolish, mentally telling herself that she just needed to take a few deep breaths and allow her mind to become clear. And hey, maybe even really pay attention to what it was that Mathew was saying instead of partially letting her thoughts take control.

"Me? Give up? Now why on earth would I go a head and do a silly little thing like that?"</sup>[/color] playfully now sticking her tongue out in his general direction before bright green eyes slowly came to search around the familiar school yard area for a moment. Mentally groaning to herself as she played out her classes that she would be forced to attend over the new few hours, before she would be free to return back to her home. Though of course all that was awaiting her there were chores and homework, more things that Fallon could say she wasn't the largest fan of. "Oh come now, I knew you did exist, and that you don't always come. But I was surprised when I didn't see you at all, I mean you have to come to school at some point don't you?"[/color] she pointed out as she looked back towards him, "I don't consider your existence to be a sad or unfortunate thing at all, don't go thinking that way."[/color] tsking a few times, though that light playful sort of grin seemed to remain on her features. Again, maybe out of habit, she pushed some of the wet hair out of her face before allowing herself to lean back against the tree for a moment. eyes closing as the silence seemed to envelop the two of them once more, though Fallon didn't think that it was one of those weird silences, or at least she wasn't sensing it that way. Of course, now she was sure that because she thought that it was awkward it would probably actually start to slowly feel like it was, in fact, an awkward silence. Shifting slightly before one of her eyes then opened when she heard him speak, a few laughs came from her as her arms came to rest in her lap for another moment. Lightly shaking her head, "Why thank you,"[/color] was the immediate response before Fallon slowly arched her brow when she then heard what else it was that he had said, sitting upright now and quickly shook her head, "I am not the sort of person to mess around with other people's heads, I have no reason to do so, and am certainly not doing so to you."[/color]

Nodding a few times, "Ah I've been fine, besides the massive amounts of homework teachers seem to enjoy oh so much. And then soccer practice can be rather brutal when we don't get to where the coach is standing quick enough."[/color] she drifted off for a moment once she realized that she was more or less ranting at the other, instead of the simple answer that she was sure would have been prefered. But hey, just because he didn't want to be Mr. Open About Emotions, or want to talk about what was really going through that mind of his. Even though he had made it quite clear a few times that he had found her to be rather odd. Whether it was while they had their short encounter here, or if it had been their first conversation over IM. Another chill ran down her spine as she could sense the cold gust of wind come against her unnaturally warm body. Maybe if she had been an actual human, like she was portraying herself to be, than she would have been making a bigger deal out of how the weather was. Biting the bottom of her lip for a moment, she was sure that she should at least act like there was something that was making her colder, even though she hadn't felt that sort of sensation since she turned. Which maybe wasn't incredibly all that long ago, but it was still something that would come and go from her mind, whether it was the things she lost from being turned from a human girl, to a werewolf. Or if it was the things that she could say she gained from it, which was faster speed and endurance for soccer, and just greater senses, and the ability to protect people. But also to always have to have that sort of burden. "Hmm? Oh yeah...I suppose a little bit, I am."[/color] bringing herself back from a train of thought that often captured her.

phohsea; sorry about such a long wait. >.< I've had a lack of muse, and then got swamped by my life.
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[matt]

Matthew still couldn't begin to understand a few things: there was the fact that Fallon didn't seem to want to give up on him, and then the fact that his thoughts were all too conflicting about her. When he wasn't around her, he was sure he should stay away from her, leave her alone for her own protection, but then when he was around her, he couldn't stay away - had to be near her, talking to her, watching her, something, anything that meant she was around. It was weird - having this type of dependence on someone he barely knew, and it scared him to death. Just talking to her, he risked everything - risked hurting her. He didn't deserve to be with anyone if he couldn't control his temper or his shifting. When he could control it, then he deserved a life, but not right now - not when it was dangerous for everyone he knew. It was sad that he didn't really know about the pack or who was in it, because then maybe he could get some help, but for now, and for what seemed like forever, he would be on his own. He didn't want to be on his own though. He wanted to be around Fallon, to talk to her, and be friends with her, or if he let himself realize his feelings - to really be with her. It was just his luck that he would imprint and not even realize it. It was almost as unfair as having no one to help him through all his werewolf needs.

"I don't know. Everyone else has given up on me. Guess it was wrong of me to assume you would be the same? Or to hope you would be? Guess I've gotten far too used to this way of being alone." he said, surprised about how easy it was to open up to her and share everything he felt or thought with her. That was going to be dangerous. He might slip and say something he shouldn't. He sighed at her next statement. But he was also happy inside. ( She was actually looking for you, you idiot. She wanted to see you. Stop being such a jerk to her. She might be the one person who actually truly cares about you. ) He shook his head, trying not to think. Everything in his mind was battling. One part of him knew to stay away, but the other just simply couldn't live with that. "Hm. Well, maybe you underestimated the amount I would be gone. I have a lot of family commitments and such to worry about - that keeps me from coming to school sometimes, or the majority of the time." he explained, quickly feeling a burn in his gut as he practically lied to her. He didn't like having to lie to people, and it was worse doing it to her - it was actually hard. With everyone else it had been easy, but of course, Fallon was nothing like anyone else - not by a long shot. As she told him not to think the way he was, he practically stopped. It was like an order he had to obey no matter what. Just like that, he stopped feeling too bad for himself. Of course he was still worried, but for now, he was letting it settle in the deep confines of his gut. He didn't think he was going to get pissed at her - she just didn't make him mad, in fact, she made him happy. It was relieving just to be able to talk to someone without worrying for the most part. So, he decided - he would just talk until they had to go inside, or they were out of words to say. "Your welcome... I didn't mean it in a bad way. You are just so much different than anyone else I have ever met. It is pretty astounding, actually. You are...astounding." He laughed at her comment. Matthew Scott actually laughed, and not some dinky small laugh, but a full out laugh. "You know something? I don't think you are the type of person to mess with someone's head." he said simply, accepting that she was going to be around for a while, and she was obviously set out to prove something and whatever that something was, he would gladly welcome it for now if it meant he could carry on a conversation with her without worry.

"Sounds tough. I'm sure you are amazing at though. You seem pretty dedicated, coming to school early just to practice. Some people would just say screw that, or skip, but you go, and every time there is a practice." he said, realizing he had just inadvertently let it slip that he had been around watching her rather often, looking out for her. Funny thing was, he was 'gone' most the days she had practice, yet he managed to see her. He was sure she would catch on to that, because as far as he knew, she happened to be pretty brilliant. "Here is some hope: at least you don't have as much homework as me. I have whatever homework from the days I am here, piled with the ton of homework I have from the days I miss. Not fun at all." he admitted, shrugging, because he knew there wasn't much he could do about it but sit there and take the heaping amount of homework. He could either do that, or risk coming to school every day instead of working on his control and phasing which was important if he ever hoped to have a real life again. He probably didn't get the most sleep from the way he constantly worked on his duties, and then did homework, but Matt didn't know much about sleep ever since he had first began phasing. Unlike every other werewolf, he made himself stay awake. Most would sleep half the day if they could, but he couldn't, not until he knew he could safely be around everyone for long stretches of time without worry. He just didn't want to risk hurting anyone. He just couldn't live with himself if he did that - especially if he hurt Fallon, after she had been so nice and open to him. She seemed nervous after he asked her about being cold. When she answered that she kind of was, he took his jacket, that was probably warm from his own body heat and put it around her without asking. "There. I wouldn't want you to die of cold because of talking to me. he joked, smiling as he sat back again. He was a guy, and to most people, guys could just handle more severe temperatures. But in Matt's case, he was a wolf, so he could handle a lot of cold.

[Tally !]

"Now why would you want me to just give up on you like that?"

[/color] crossing her legs now and shifting so she was looking him more square on than having to crane her neck around in order to see him. Nodding slowly when she then heard what it was that he had said, "Well, I would get unused to being alone, because there isn't anything you can do or say that will easily get rid of me." stating this with what she would like to think was more or less a defiant nod. Pulling off one of the hair ties from round her wrist she grabbed her wet hair and then pulled it back into a ponytail shape, wrapping the tie in the wet hair in hopes of making it stay out of the way now. Also hopefully to make sure that Fallon wouldn't continue to fiddle around with it, maybe this was she would be able to fully pay attention to what was being said. Then again, knowing herself the way that she did, she doubted she would ever fully be able to contain her thoughts and keep herself from drifting off from time to time. "Hmmm, it's always possible that I could be underestimating that, but maybe I'm not. Perhaps I have it the exact amount of time you are here and not here right, and I am simply testing you."[/color] she wasn't of course, this was more of one of her own little jokes that she would do from time to time. Now whether or not they were ever actually funny, was a completely different sort of topic. Fallon slowly shook her head when she heard him explaining himself, she hadn't ever really come to take things like that personally, and especially not a bad thing. Even when she knows people sometimes intend it to be a bad thing instead of something that really should be more like a compliment instead, or at least that's what Fallon often found herself thinking. For whatever reason, she also felt like the other wasn't bout to just randomly start insulting her, or try to make her feel like she had done or said something bad. Or at least, if he had tried to do so, it had never really come across to her, she probably would had, or did miss it. "Astounding huh? There's one I haven't really heard, well I'm glad that I can be astounding for you."[/color] Fallon stated with a grin and then nodded, "I certainly am not the sort of person to mess around with anyones minds, you've got that right."[/color]

"Yeah, it can be tough from time to time, and annoying." she paused for a moment and felt some laughter then come from her. She knew that bit was all to familiar when it came to herself sometimes, and some of her other team mates as well. "That is oh so very true, but hey, why give up one something that you find yourself in love with?" her brow raising slightly when Fallon realized what it was that he had just said. "Keeping an eye on me huh?" a smile coming to her features as she looked back towards him, there was a bit of playful teasing in her voice when she had said this. Cringing slightly when it came to the thought of amount of homework that he must have owned, she could feel a shudder go down her spine. "Ugh, I think I would keel over dead if I had a much homework as that piling up on me, I have no idea how you manage to put up with it." There could probably be a number of things that were running through her mind at the time, things that she could have easily just as forgotten as she could have brought them back up. Though her mind seemed to keep jumping from one thing to another, whether it was to the conversation Fallon was having with him, or if it was the thought of homework. Or if it was really just the weird amount of almost bi-polar uncertain feelings that constantly seemed to be coming up with her around. It wasn't something that she was really used to, and frankly, Fallon still wasn't sure if this was something that could be considered a good thing, or if it was a bad thing. She didn't know much about Matt, and yet here she was flip flopping from just wanting to know what is going through his head, needing to know, to thinking there was something much more than just a new friendship sort of feeling. Thoughts were broken when she then felt the coat coming over her shoulders, blinking a moment she drew her attention back towards Matt and smiled widely, "Oh yes, heaven forbid something like this was to happen." [/size]
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[Harper McNeel]

NOT DONE.

"Because.." he took a moment before he continued, searching for the words that would answer the question without further suspicion. "Because I'm use to it, and it would be easier. You're very different, Fallon, and as hard as it is for me to accept that you aren't going anywhere, I still fell like any moment, you are going to vanish. I guess it is my way of preparing myself for that, if it is to happen? If that even makes any sense at all." He was sick of disappointment, and assuming that things were going to work out for the worst, usually kept him from getting hurt down the road. He laughed at her comment."I think I am beginning to see that, and you know something, I believe you." And he really did. After knowing her for the shortest time, he still absolutely put his trust in her. His mind and heart were compelled to agree with whatever possibly insane notion might come from her, although her comments were usually quite rational. It astounded him that he could put such undying trust in another individual after he had lost trust in himself. " How would you possibly be testing me? And did I pass? You know, I had no earthly idea that you were paying attention to me so much. I best pay better attention then." he said, the hint of flirting in his voice. Why on earth he was flirting so much was beyond him, but it came out on its own accord.

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[Sarah Maddison]

NOT DONE.

"Because.." he took a moment before he continued, searching for the words that would answer the question without further suspicion. "Because I'm use to it, and it would be easier. You're very different, Fallon, and as hard as it is for me to accept that you aren't going anywhere, I still fell like any moment, you are going to vanish. I guess it is my way of preparing myself for that, if it is to happen? If that even makes any sense at all." He was sick of disappointment, and assuming that things were going to work out for the worst, usually kept him from getting hurt down the road. He laughed at her comment."I think I am beginning to see that, and you know something, I believe you." And he really did. After knowing her for the shortest time, he still absolutely put his trust in her. His mind and heart were compelled to agree with whatever possibly insane notion might come from her, although her comments were usually quite rational. It astounded him that he could put such undying trust in another individual after he had lost trust in himself. " How would you possibly be testing me? And did I pass? You know, I had no earthly idea that you were paying attention to me so much. I best pay better attention then." he said, the hint of flirting in his voice. Why on earth he was flirting so much was beyond him, but it came out on its own accord. She really was a difficult girl to understand, but he found himself really wanting to. She was the first person to get through to him since everything had happened. With his other friends, somehow it was easy for him to stay away from them, but with her, the easy part was remaining close to her. Everything he thought he believed had been turned around since having met Fallon.

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