Pre-Jump Earth Literature

[aestrix]

It's a new term, and the end of the break between terms most students have been enjoying. But time marches ever on, and so at 1:00 PM, just after lunch, twenty-six students all around the age of fifteen are finding seats in an obnoxiously decorated classroom. It's one of those classrooms that tries very hard to be peppy and inspirational, and only succeeds at being very out of touch, and kind of creepy.

Soon it will be time to read about things long-dead people wrote.

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[poll_the_stars]

She both does not want him to notice how she is sort of silently freaking out a bit, and also would please like him to notice and fix it. Can he do that? ... She's not sure she wants him to! She does not like the idea of needing someone else to help fix her, it's - sort of hypocritical of her, she realizes, but she doesn't.

Nnnnnrgh why are things so difficult, this is hard, she would like to just, not have things be difficult like this.

...

Okay. Stop. Stop freaking out. Stop.

She has the self control to halt this shit and re-evaluate. Freak out, you are pending results of re-evaluation.

Obviously she is Not Ready For A Relationship Right Now, if she is freaking out at just the hint of maybe going on a date with Miles. That's, she'll - not. She will not. Maybe when she is a bit more - well, a bit less this, she can possibly Attempt To Date The Cute Well-Spoken Vor. And until then she sees no reason as to why she shouldn't be his friend. She does actually want to be his friend, along with the - the confusing blurble of romantic whatever. So she can pick the just friends option without much regret. So this is now Solved. Good? Good.

Phew. Okay. Now. Does she still want to go do a fun thing?

...

Actually, no. She kind of wants to go curl up in bed for several hours and not do things, having a mild internal freak out is draining.

Well, that solves that, though she'll likely want to go do a fun thing with Miles later, for sure. Okay. That she can do. She has had friends before, if not best friends, she can handle this, sort of, if she sticks to script.

"Are you going to be busy tomorrow?" she wonders.

[thisvorlunatic]

"Well, I have a history class all morning, but my afternoon's free."

[poll_the_stars]

"Do you want to do something in the afternoon? Go be best friends?"

[thisvorlunatic]

He looks away from the screen to grin at her. "Definitely!"

[poll_the_stars]

Oh good. That went well.

"Great!" says Yvette, smiling.

[thisvorlunatic]

"Anything in particular you want to go do?"

[poll_the_stars]

"Not really. Uh. Nothing super touristy?"

[thisvorlunatic]

"Okay, let's see, what could we go do..." He drums his fingers lightly on the desk. "I can't for the life of me remember the name, but there's that one science museum, d'you know the one I'm talking about? It's close to the spaceport and therefore constantly flooded with tourists, but I keep hearing amazing things about their exhibits and then not getting around to going there because I am too busy oh for example making my teacher cry."

[poll_the_stars]

"Hmmm. I think science is worth putting up with tourists. That'll work for me."

[thisvorlunatic]

"Great. And we should probably exchange contact information in case somebody has trouble finding the place—"

And lo, there was contact information.

[poll_the_stars]

Contact information! Gosh!

"And consequently we are no longer stuck with class and class related activities for talking. Hooray!"

[thisvorlunatic]

"This seems an important step on the road to saving the galaxy together," Miles agrees.

[poll_the_stars]

"My alternate plan was wandering around the school, calling 'MILES! THE GALAXY IS NOT YET SAVED!' into crowds. This is quite an improvement."

[thisvorlunatic]

"...Although that would have been hilarious, I think I have to agree."

[poll_the_stars]

"Sabine would have helped. She has quite the shouting voice."

[thisvorlunatic]

"Potentially also hilarious, but less easily imagined since I've never met her."

[poll_the_stars]

Giggle. "This is true. Oh well. I can introduce you to her sometime, I think you'd like her."

[thisvorlunatic]

"Sure."

[poll_the_stars]

"Hmm, want me to help spell check the essay to see if you missed anything? ... I promise not to try to space the terminal."

[thisvorlunatic]

"That is good. If you space the terminal I'll just have to write the whole thing again. Sure, go ahead."

[poll_the_stars]

Read read read wince suppressed hug urges read read minor punctuation fix, read, deep breath that sounds like it is building up to a ramble about the value of human life, but then is cut off, read read read minor correction. And then she is out of essay.

"Looks good to me. Time to send it in?"

[thisvorlunatic]

"Yeah."

He submits the essay.

"Alas, I will probably never find out if he cried."

[poll_the_stars]

"Maybe not, but you do get to watch his in class reaction to seeing you after getting the essay."

[thisvorlunatic]

"True!"

[poll_the_stars]

...

Yvette considers how to politely and non-condescendingly mention that if he is having a self hating moment he can call her and she can insist that he's awesome. This is a harder problem than it should be.

She considers how to tackle it.