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[color=b580f7][b]Location;[/b][/color] Homeroom 
[color=b580f7][b]Interacting with;[/b][/color] Herself → [color=1ca9c9][b]Wyatt[/b][/color] → [color=1ca9c9][b]Wyatt[/b][/color] & [color=86c67c][b]Raff[/b][/color] 
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[indent][center][i][color=#ffe4c4]Once upon a time, a few days ago, I was at a large festival, where ladies and gents of all types gathered…[/color][/i][/center]  
Ilyana Powers was mentally freaking out, although she looked absent minded as ever, internally she was [i]dying[/i] (perhaps it was the forgotten weed on her nightstand). She couldn’t focus on writing, on brainstorming for her dream spectacular. She couldn’t focus on drawing, on her sketches for the spring fashion show, like who was even going to be her model? Why was she only allowed to have ONE?! If she could have it her own way, she would want an entire showcase dedicated to her clothes. She couldn’t focus on painting, on her forever mural, which wasn’t even perfect yet! When was she going to finish it? NEVER. She couldn’t focus on her project for photography club, on following the ‘Day in the Life of’ Quincy Hart, her brother’s apple of his eye (that was recently discovered, in poor taste on her brother’s part); Q doesn’t even know Rose wants to basically stalk her and take a bunch pictures. She [i]needed[/i] ten photos that spoke volumes, so that required her to fill the entirety of her memory card.  She couldn’t focus on her business, you know, her little etsy shop, on making more STUFF so her entire page wasn’t OUT OF STOCK. 

[center][i][color=#ffe4c4]All for the sake of revelry. What you were didn’t matter. Elves. Dwarves. Faeries. Nymphs. Werewolves. Vampires. And much, much more…[/color][/i][/center]  
If you couldn’t tell, her mind was frazzled. Her therapy session with Dr. Oliver Thomas couldn’t come soon enough. Homeroom needed to end yesterday so it could be her free period, which was her first period, where she had a nice, long session with her therapist. Just what she needed. Why was the clock moving so slow? Why was the ticking so loud? Why weren’t people as worried as her as how slow time was moving? Where was the timekeeper when everyone [i]needed[/i] her? 

[center][i][color=#ffe4c4]I was in his sights, as I squirmed through the sea of creatures, in search for refuge and well, a comfy place to rest…[/color][/i][/center]  
Hey where did her brother go? Q? Owen? Weren’t they here just a minute ago? Rose urgently looked around the room for A Double. He left her AGAIN. He always LEFT her. After doing her light breathing practices that the Doc told her to do, to slow down her heart when she felt it racing, Rose bit the bottom of her lip. 

[center][i][color=#ffe4c4]He got me alone, he found me, pulled me close…[/color][/i][/center]  
She hadn’t had a decent yoga session because mommy and daddy were in Japan! She couldn’t slip in their bed and sleep between them. No mommy running her fingers through her hair. No daddy reading her stories and keeping both her and mommy in his arms. She needed to video chat them soon. She missed them. A pout surfaced on Rose’s face. 

[center][i][color=#ffe4c4]My eyes widened, what did he just do? Why did he just do it? Who did he think he was doing this to?...[/color][/i][/center]  
Who was here? Was she by herself? Oh! Wyatt! Wyatt was here, who basically lived at her place but didn’t, but was always there, so he did. 

[center][i][color=#ffe4c4]Time seemed to freeze. Surprised… confused… embarrassed...[/color][/i][/center]  
Partly still in her head, Rose grabbed her bag of jellybeans and shaked it in front of Wyatt, spilling candy all over her desk, to get his attention. Her eyes were like a puppy, with hope that her friend could give her mind some kind of solace.  

[center][i][color=#ffe4c4]Time began to move again and he went as fast as he came…[/color][/i][/center]  
[color=b580f7][b]“WYYYYYATTTT. I has a question!”[/b][/color] Rose chirped.

[center][i][color=#ffe4c4]He was long gone and he was trouble.[/color][/i]

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Wyatt had found a great deal of interest in the wood grain of the tables after A Double had vacated the room, going after Quincy. Speaking of, when the fuck had that happened? Wyatt had always known they were close, but he never thought they were [i]this[/i] close. Why hadn’t A Double told him? Wyatt’s questions were suddenly shooed away by the screech of Rose Powers. He looked up, eyes wide with shock before settling back down.

[color=1ca9c9][b]"Shoot your shot Rosie,”[/b][/color] Wyatt said, grinning and leaning back in his chair, resting his feet on the table. [color=1ca9c9][b]"Wyatt the Life Guru is here to answer any and all questions that you may have,”[/b][/color] Wyatt said. While he might not be able to solve any of his own problems, he could very well try to solve those of his friends. 

And like rapid fire, the questions rushed out of her lips: [color=b580f7][b]“Have you been kissed before? Who was your first kiss? Was it a good kiss? Do you like kissing? Shouldn’t kissing be just with family? How is kissing important in anyone’s life? Would you kiss someone right now if you could? Does that mean love? Like the love we have for food? Are there many ways to kiss? What is EVEN a kiss?”[/b][/color] After her words came out faster than her thoughts, she caught her breath, looking at Wyatt goggle-eyed. Waiting for his response, she delicately plucked jellybeans off her desk and ate them. 

Wyatt grinned as Rose let loose her slew of questions on the finest and most ancient art of kissing. Ohhhh boy, was this gonna be a job. [color=1ca9c9][b]"Okay, let’s see, yes I’ve been kissed before, because I am a fiery casanova. My first kiss was Ophelia Brycen, she was a lot less scary back then, but, I’m not gonna lie, it sucked. Too much teeth. Yes, I like kissing and no it’s not just for family. And, I guess you could say it means you love someone, but it doesn’t have to. Sometimes kissing is just for fun,”[/b][/color] Wyatt said, a certain nonchalance to his tone that kept the conversation from being to incredibly uncomfortable. [color=1ca9c9][b]"Why do you ask?”[/b][/color]

[color=b580f7][b]“Wait. Wait. Wait. You kissed Ophelia!?”[/b][/color] This was news to her! [color=b580f7][b]“How come? How old were you? How was she like before she became… well, her?”[/b][/color] Totally disregarding Wyatt’s last question, not intentional, but because of her squirrel brain, Rose continued asking everything that was on her mind, [color=b580f7][b]“Why’d you do it? Kissing can be just ‘for fun’? That’s weird. I always thought kissing was something sacred! How can you kiss someone if there isn’t any feelings behind it? That sounds kind of sad. Have you had sad kisses?”[/b][/color] If this was a game, it would be 99 Questions, all directed to Wyatt. 

Wyatt’s eyebrows arched in surprise as Rose launched another barrage of questions at him. He was caught a bit off guard but he quickly came back around. [color=1ca9c9][b]"First off, you answered my question with a question, [i]but[/i] if you must know, Lia was fun before she...I don’t know, changed?. Of course, this was way back in middle school, but I did it because I liked her. And sure, there’s plenty of people who kiss just for fun, because kissing’s fun. Thankfully, I’ve yet to have any sad kisses,”[/b][/color] Wyatt said, grinning and rubbing his half shut eyes. He then cocked his head and gave Rose a quizzical stare. [color=1ca9c9][b]“But seriously, where’s the sudden interest in locking lips coming from? Don’t tell me you’ve got a boyfriend now! Me and Raf can’t be the only ones without someone to mack on!”[/b][/color]

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Speaking of Raf… Raf had just made a new friend. His name was Jeremy, and Rafael was pretty sure that they were already best friends. Jeremy had cool long hair, Raf had cool long hair. Jeremy wore anime t-shirts, Raf wore anime t-shirts. Jeremy liked [i]Eureka Seven[/i], Raf liked [i]Eureka Seven[/i]. It was a friend match made in heaven, as far as Rafael was concerned. They had talked a while throughout homeroom about their similar interests, which led Riff to inviting Jeremy to anime club after school. Now that he had made a new friend, he was sitting at the table with the usual suspects. Rose and Wyatt had been talking something whilst Riff was totally zoned out, drawing patterns on a piece of paper. It wasn’t until he recognized his own name amongst the chatter that he was brought back to reality. 

[color=86c67c][b]“Huh?”[/b][/color] Raf said, looking up from his doodles, clearly lost from the conversation at present.

[color=b580f7][b]“I do not have a boyfriend!”[/b][/color] Rose realized her voice went up an octave and with that realization, her cheeks were kissed pink. Defending her innocence, she leaned in toward her boys and whispered, [sup][color=b580f7][b]“I do not have a boyfriend, I swear. I-was-just-curious-why-can’t-i-ask-questions?-i-know-nothing-about-kissing-i-just-wanted-to-know.”[/b][/color][/sup]  

Wyatt put his hands up in mock surrender at Rose’s earnest defense of her virtue. He leaned over to Raf, and filled him in on everything he’d missed while taking a trip to the moon and back. [color=1ca9c9][b]“Rose is suddenly very interested in kissing, but apparently it’s not because she has a boyfriend,”[/b][/color] Wyatt explained, his disbelief clear in his tone. [color=1ca9c9][b]“Rose, if you want to know so much about kissing, just kiss someone. That’s what I do. Well, not with kissing, but with everything else.”[/b][/color]

[color=86c67c][b]“Yeah, Rosa, just kiss someone.”[/b][/color] Riff agreed with Wyatt after being caught up with the discussion, and then he nodded his head. Rose was really pretty, she could probably kiss anyone that she wanted. And lots of people probably want to kiss her, too. Raf would. [color=86c67c][b]“Why, you like someone? Do you [i]waaaannt[/i] to kiss them?”[/b][/color] The long-haired boy grinned at his friend teasingly.

[i]Just kiss someone.[/i] How could she respond to that? She couldn’t kiss them, they were like brothers to her and that would be [i]weird[/i]. And she couldn’t kiss a certain someone because he stole her first kiss! That was [i]not[/i] okay. It didn’t matter how close they were at one point in time. Things were different now. [i]They[/i] were different now. There was only one way to respond to a situation like this. [color=b580f7][b]“Oh look at the time!”[/b][/color] Hastily jumping up from her seat, a mess of jelly beans still on her desk, Rose grabbed her bag and [b]RAN AWAY[/b]. [color=b580f7][b]“Gotta’ see the Doc! Bye guyssss.”[/b][/color] 

[color=darkgray][b]“Ms. Powers, where are you-- oh nevermind.”[/b][/color] Mrs. Winship didn’t even bother stopping her student, especially that student, from leaving the room. Rose was usually all over the place, thinking about so many things at once, to the point that her head felt like exploding. Plus, it was Monday, which meant Ilyana had therapy. Something Mrs. Winship was well aware of.   

[color=86c67c][b]“Oh…”[/b][/color] Rafael said quietly, staring after his blonde friend as she practically flew out of her chair and out the door. He looked over to Wyatt guiltily, [color=86c67c][b]“Did I say something wrong?”[/b][/color]

Wyatt watched as Rose bolted, and then turned to Raf and shrugged. [color=1ca9c9][b]“Y’know Raf, I don’t know if I’ll ever totally understand that girl,”[/b][/color] he said, before reaching into his backpack and pulling out a sealed bag of nacho cheese Doritos, poppin them open and offering some to Raf. [color=1ca9c9][b]“Want some?”[/b][/color][/indent]