Meeting

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“Ah, a newbie, I should pay more attention to the loud chatter in the halls. I’m Ben. Pleased to meet you.”

I could only nod, still not trusting my vocal chords to work properly.

The boy grinned at me in an irrevocably annoying way. “You have do have a name, don’t you? Or do I have to call you ‘Mouse’ since you refuse to speak to me?”

“My name is Nalyne, not Mouse.”

“Mouse speaks! Oh, I’m sorry, Nalyne, you said? That’s an odd name for a Brit.”

I decided to ignore “Ben” and ask a question of my own. “And what is an Aussie doing in the States?”

“Could ask the same of you, what are you doing ‘across the pond’?”

“I live here. Do you?”

Evidently, he decided to ignore that remark because he moved on to a different topic. One revolving around the smell of food flooding in from the other end of the hallway

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  1. Avatar ElshaHawk (LoA)

    Her remark could come across rather cold and off-putting. “I live here! do YOU?” I’d probably make up some excuse to leave then, too. :) But it can also be read as if she says it quietly, and he leaves her to find the next prettiest girl.
    You did a great job setting up Nalyne’s apprehension over the new school. I wasn’t sure how you wanted me to feel at the end, though.

  2. Ahfl_icon THX 0477

    I thought it was appropriately awkward and uneven, as most such encounters in adolescence go. Frankly, I’m not sure I even knew how I was supposed to feel after any interaction with girls during that sort of time frame (and here I’m assuming they are teens).