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[sub][i]A Collaboration Between: [@Bee] and [@Universorum]
Featuring: [color=pink]Allison Bentley[/color] and [color=17aa99]A Double[/color][/i][/sub][hr][hr][/center]

[color=pink][b]”Hey… ‘their’ is spelled ‘they’re’. One’s ‘they are’ and one isn’t.”[/b][/color] Allison pointed randomly on A Double’s essay. Truth be told, there was absolutely no reason their ‘“there” should be a “they’re”. A Double’s current spelling was just fine. Allison was distracted thinking about the nice drummer boy she’d thought about earlier. Boy, he was cute. Allison had never seen someone so cute, let alone someone cute enough to distract her just enough to throw her off her game.

Allison then snapped back to reality, and looked down at the paper once again. There were a lot of grammatical and spelling errors that needed to be ironed out, but Allison was more than willing to help him  out. The only problem was that she wasn’t in the right mindset to do so, but A Double didn’t know that.

During an average study hall period, A Double worked with Allison Bentley. This typically consisted of A Double just sitting there while she did the heavy lifting. He wrote the papers, but she [i]refined[/i] them. She really knew what she was doing! All the grammar and apostrophes and commas in the world were beneath her. She knew how to fix any paper so it read more smoothly! She even knew what the winky-face punctuation mark was for.

Today though? Today, A Double was having to think. He didn’t like that. He didn’t come here to think, he came here because she made everything easier for him. He had trouble with words, and letters, and struggled even harder when it was things like this, where there were multiples of the same word! He couldn’t even remember what the phrase was, but it didn’t matter.

What mattered was right now was A Double was completely confused. First off… [color=17aa99][b]“But Allie… there are [i]three[/i] there’s. ‘There,’ ‘their,’ and ‘they’re.’ And I wrote ‘they’re coming to a store near you,’ like ‘they are coming to a store near you.’ And like I think that’s right but now you’re questioning it and like you’re one of the smartest people I know and if you’re wrong then I don’t know what to think. And if you’re right, then I still don’t know what to think because it goes against everything I’ve ever thought I was learning.”[/b][/color] A Double made a defeated noise, something somewhere between a grunt and a groan, and looked down at the huge dictionary in front of him.

This contained the answer to his problems.

Mulling over what A Double had just said, Allison quickly realized how foolish she was to make such a basic mistake. The differences between the word were something that Allison had understood almost immediately, but yet she tripped up. Damn, she was really off her game today. [color=pink][b]”Oh yeah, you’re right. Haha, I was just testing you. See? You can absolutely do this.”[/b][/color] Allison bullshitted, before sitting down to look at A Double’s paper a bit closer. 

Pointing on the page, she found something that tickled her in a weird way. [color=pink][b]”Gatsby’s name isn’t Jay.”[/b][/color]

It absolutely was.

[color=17aa99][b]“Are you okay?”[/b][/color] A Double decided to broach the subject, taking it carefully at first. He considered himself something of an expert on talking to women, now that he had a girlfriend and everything. This would be pretty much the same! [color=17aa99][b]“I mean I read some of the book, and he was definitely named Jay…”[/b][/color] A Double put his pencil down, and decided that he would take the time to help Allison, rather than to help himself.

[color=17aa99][b]“Cuz like, you can talk about stuff, if you want. I’m a pretty good listener?”[/b][/color]

Allison was flummoxed. Of course she’d be okay, why wouldn’t she be?! [color=pink][b]”What are you talking about, dude? You’re tripping big time.”[/b][/color] Allison laughed nervously, [color=pink][b]”I think we have more pressing issues here.”[/b][/color] How could A Double not know the differences between their, they’re, and there, but know what was on Allison’s mind? Not like that was any of his business, though.

[color=17aa99][b]“I’m actually sober, which is different for me.”[/b][/color] He scratched his nose for a brief second and squinted at Allison, leaning forward to analyze her more closely. [color=17aa99][b]“Nah… definitely something wrong there, man…”[/b][/color] A Double blew a raspberry and shoved his paperwork away from himself, like a child who didn’t want to eat what was on their plate. 

[color=17aa99][b]“You’re no help today! We can either talk about what’s on your mind, or we can do nothing today, because you’re just confusing me.”[/b][/color]

[color=pink][b]”It’s nothing! I swear!”[/b][/color] The daughter of the world famous wrestler known as Tsunami wasn’t going to go down that easily! [color=pink][b]”What [i]you[/i] need to focus on is your work in front of you.”[/b][/color] Allison tsked, pushing the petulant man-child’s work back on front of him. [color=pink][b]”Why worry about me when we have more to worry about there?”[/b][/color] Allison was very clearly trying to dodge A Double, but she didn’t want the mighty Allison Bentley to know that she had fallen into the trap of catching feelings.

[color=17aa99][b]“Because I only even go to school cuz my mama wants me to and I don’t care about my grades that much, but you’re my friend, y’know? And like, friends look out for each other, so I’m just trying to look out for you…”[/b][/color] A Double protested, shaking his head. He just wanted his friend to talk about whatever had her twisted, but damn. He didn’t need to be roasted like that. [color=17aa99][b]“You don’t have to burn on me like that, I don’t deserve that kind of thing.”[/b][/color]

He had a point. Allison might as well have spilled the beans. He deserved that much. [color=pink][b]”Okay… I met a cute boy today. To make a long story short, he defended me from a bully so he's my prince charming right now. Did I mention he was cute? He's cute.”[/b][/color]

Allison was blushing a bit, but she didn't notice. 

[color=17aa99][b]“Oh man, that’s cool. You should ask him to the Valentine’s Dance, man. I bet he thinks you’re cute too, and like you can go together and maybe you can kiss. Kissing is great, I do it all the time with my love.”[/b][/color] A Double gave a warm smile, and held up his hand for a high five.

[color=pink][b]”I don’t know. Kissing just [i]sounds[/i] nasty. All that slurping.”[/b][/color] Allison shuddered. But hey, she’d have to give A Double a high five. [color=pink][b]”Don’t boys usually ask people out anyway?”[/b][/color]

[color=17aa99][b]“Yeah, usually, but this is… the flyer said it was named after someone named Sadie. And like, uhm, Sadie said… that uhm… girls should get to ask sometimes? So Sadie made it happen, and uhm… they named a dance after her. It’s a big thing across the country, I, uh… guess?”[/b][/color] A Double’s explanation made sense, or at least it made sense to him, but… it was questionable if history would carry the same weight as if someone else had explained it to her. Luckily, the point was still there. [color=17aa99][b]“Hey, wait. What do you mean kissing sounds nasty? It’s the best! You should go find this boy and kiss him.”[/b][/color]

[color=pink][b]”It sounds nasty! Sometimes I hear my moms kiss and it sounds all mushy and nasty like they’re squeezing fruit or something.”[/b][/color] Allison shuddered. The prospect of her having to do everything was frightening her, [color=pink][b]”Besides… I don’t even know how to do that. All I know how to do... is this. My moms haven’t told me shit!”[/b][/color] Allison complained, before shrugging. [color=pink][b]”Teach me your ways.”[/b][/color]

[color=17aa99][b]“I’ve only ever kissed one girl, though. I just know that I really liked it. She just put her lips on mine. And we kissed. It was nice. I thought you should put your hands around his neck, that’s what Q does. I like that. And, uh… maybe you should… I dunno. But as for asking him, you just sort of do it. Cuz it’s like when I do a new ramp, or a new trick… you just have to close your eyes, tell yourself you’re a superstar… and go for it. Stick the landing, and if you don’t? Try again.”[/b][/color] A Double didn’t have exact instructions for [i]kissing[/i], but doing things that might seem scary? Oh yeah, that was the boy’s specialty. [color=17aa99][b]“Trust me. Sometimes you just have to go for it, and remember: the best is yet to come. You’re still young. [i]I’m[/i] still young! Just go for it. Go find your cute boy Prince Charming and kiss him on the mouth and ask him to the dance. Ask him to the thingy that’s happening Friday night at Captain Cuddles.”[/b][/color]

[color=pink][b]”Wait… why are there so many things happen now? Wasn’t there a party yesterday? And last week? And [i]now[/i] we have a dance this Friday?[/b][/color] Allison asked curiously, [color=pink][b]”Do you need posters or something like that? I don’t know. I don’t know what to do, man.”[/b][/color]

[color=17aa99][b]“No they’re watching Star Wars at the pizza place. It’s twelve dollars for two people. You get a blanket to sit on on top of the roof, a pizza buffet, and two orders of appetizers.”[/b][/color] A Double explained, frowning. [color=17aa99][b]“What… what would I need posters for? Geeze, Allie, now [i]you’re[/i] the dumb one.”[/b][/color] The tables had turned. It seemed the child genius, when it came to anything that wasn’t book related, was no longer the smartest one in the room, and now it fell on him, Alan Alexander, to help her out. And, truth be told? He didn’t really like it.

[color=17aa99][b]“You could have your very own boyfriend, Allie.”[/b][/color]

[color=pink][b]”Then what was I thinking of? I’m so confused.”[/b][/color] Allison waved it off, [color=pink][b]”I don’t know, dude! People like posters.”[/b][/color] Allison had a concentrated look on her face as she devised a plan to get this guy to go to a movie watching thing with her. It was definitely uncharted territory for the rather naive girl. [color=pink][b]”Don’t call me dumb! You’re the one that needs help with an [i]English[/i] paper.”[/b][/color]

[color=17aa99][b]“Letters confuse me!”[/b][/color] A Double protested. He was in remedial English! He didn’t need to be [i]reminded[/i] he was bad at it. Seconds after his defensive shout, the bell to signal the end of the class rang, and sighed, looking at Allie. [color=17aa99][b]“I’m sorry I yelled. Just go find him. Don’t [i]not[/i] ask him out, you’ll regret it all your life. It’s better to be told no or to fail than to wonder if you could have succeeded, trust me. Here, take this.”[/b][/color] A Double reached inside of his jacket, feeling around in the inner pocket.

And he kept feeling for long enough that it became awkward. [color=17aa99][b]“Wait. Other pocket.”[/b][/color] He moved his hand over to the other pocket, and withdrew his [url=https://sc01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB18zFLHFXXXXbQXXXXq6xXFXXXv/Top-sell-vaporizer-pen-2017-Rainbow-Ecig.jpg_350x350.jpg]trusty loaner dab pen[/url]. [color=17aa99][b]“This is my trusty loaner dab pen. As you can see, it has a label on it that says ‘trusty loaner dab pen. please return to a double or wyatt if found.’ Take it, and use it to give yourself confidence!”[/b][/color] He said, before he thrust the device in Allie’s direction.

[color=17aa99][b]“You’re my friend! Sure, we’re not [i]bestest[/i] friends, but I still like you, and you helped me out a bunch. So now, I’m doing my best to help you! Good luck.”[/b][/color]

Receiving the pen, Allison took a close look at it. Just from the look if it, it looked like something that Allison shouldn’t really be messing with. That was ironic, considering Allison had quite the adderall habit. Taking the pen, she weighed it on her hand before handing it back to the nice man that gave it to her. [color=pink][b]”No thanks.”[/b][/color] Allison said, [color=pink][b]”My parents would kill me if they found out I was into stuff like that.”[/b][/color]  The freshman sighed. The boy in remedial english did have a point. There was much less to be lost than there was to gain from asking the boy out. Worst case scenario? He said no and crushed her confidence when it came to boys. No biggie. Best case scenario? This boy becomes her one true love and they get married and live in a nice house with a kid and some cats. 

[color=pink][b]”Do you know where he hangs out?”[/b][/color]


A Double accepted the return of his trusty loaner dab pen, and shook his head. [color=17aa99][b]“No, I don’t know where he hangs out, because I don’t know his name. I just know you think he’s cute and that you want to kiss him. ...did he tell you anything about himself? Maybe there were some hints in there.”[/b][/color] A Double offered the best tip he could, and placed the T.L.D.P. (Trusty Loaner Dab Pen) back into his coat pocket. 

[color=pink][b]”Well… he knows Lillian. That one bitchy girl? She tried bullying me earlier today and he saved the day for me. That’s all I know.”[/b][/color] Allison thought for just a second, [color=pink][b]”Oh yeah! He plays the drums. The devil incarnate called her a drummer boy. At least, I think he does. I think he mentioned it. I dunno, that moment was a blur.”[/b][/color]

[color=17aa99][b]“Then I bet you could try the music room. Run along now. I’m gonna go find Wyatt and Q.”[/b][/color]