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[URL=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vFSsyFum8mI][COLOR=SLATEGRAY][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]M A T H E R   M E M O R I A L   H I G H   S C H O O L:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][sup][COLOR=SILVER]Tuesday, August 21[SUP]st[/SUP], 2018 - 02:47Pm | The 'Loft'[/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT][/URL]
[INDENT][INDENT]Taking the sheet from Jonas as it was passed out, Aiden looked at it with a confused expression. The so-called 'letters' were barely distinguishable from one another, simple combinations of straight lines, not a single curved edge among the twenty-six characters. Leaning back in his chair, Aiden looked around the room for possible group candidates. 

Across the room, he spotted Brynn and began to push his chair out to get up before having a better idea. If the other groups had to decode their message, then what better way to invite Brynn to Clamfest than through a secret message. Vanessa had always said that girls appreciated grand gestures and he really couldn't think of a more grand gesture than in front of their 'special' shared class.

Leaning forward, Aiden reached out for the boy in front of him, tapping Emory on the shoulder.

[COLOR=INDIANRED][B]"Hey, you want to group up?"[/b][/color] He asked. [COLOR=INDIANRED][B]"My writing is all kinds of terrible, laptops were invented for people like me and I can't draw worth shit."[/b][/color] Aiden continued with a shrug and a sheepish grin. [COLOR=INDIANRED][B]"Plus, I was kind of hoping to uh,"[/b][/color] Aiden's cheeks began to flush as he tried to string the words together to form a meaningful sentence. 

[COLOR=INDIANRED][B]"Ah, screw it."[/b][/color] He muttered suddenly before speaking again. [COLOR=INDIANRED][B]"I want to ask Brynn to Clamfest, and I was hoping to use the '[i]secret message[/i]' as a way to do that,"[/b][/color] Aiden said, glancing across the room at Brynn before turning back to Emory. [COLOR=INDIANRED][B]"So, if you could help a brother out, that'd be pretty cool."[/b][/color]

Realizing the pair still needed three more people, Aiden scoped out the room avoiding eye contact with Brynn and Winter least they join the group and foil his little plan. Noticing Louis Warner's kid sister sitting with no claim made to her, Aiden pointed at her before moving his head to the side to suggest she join him and Emory.

[COLOR=INDIANRED][B]"Hey Anne, come join my group,"[/B][/COLOR] Aiden called before looking over at the class' resident clown. "You too, funny man." Adien stated as he addressed Jason. Aiden had seen Anneliese at football practice on more than one occasion and he had never seen her without a sketch pad in her hands or nearby. If anyone was going to make sure their code was the best, it would be the upcoming artist.

[COLOR=SLATEGRAY][B]"Perhaps, Miss Hall would like to join?"[/B][/COLOR] Jonas suddenly stated as he walked by the gathering group. But, by the way the teacher had been speaking, Aiden couldn't help but feel as though it wasn't directed towards him. In fact, Aiden was pretty sure he hadn't even seen Makayla enter the room as he glanced around searching for the girl in question.

[COLOR=8c688f][B]"Sure,"[/b][/color] Aiden felt his mouth moving but it was by no means his voice coming out of it. [COLOR=8c688f][B]"I'll pop by in a minute."[/B][/COLOR] As the last word came out, Aiden's jaw slammed shut as he clasped a hand over his mouth. Embarrassment and discomfort swarmed his body as anger began to swell in his chest at the horrible violated feeling. His eyes began to burn, causing him to look down as he began to furiously rub them in a futile effort to ward off the heat behind them.

[COLOR=INDIANRED][B]"What the [i]hell[/i] was that?"[/B][/COLOR] Aiden hissed at the ground before raising his head up again and forcing a fake smile as the burning in his eyes began to slowly subside.[/INDENT][/INDENT]