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Booth Lane College



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Character Portrait: Arabella Swift Character Portrait: Jamie Chapman Character Portrait: Ellie Wallace Character Portrait: Nate Carlile
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"I saw him walk past my house a couple of days ago- to be honest, it could have been the angle but I swear to good he looked wonky," She told him with a small laugh. She looked at Jamie and although they had been laughing, teasing and joking, out of no where everything seemed to creep on her and suddenly pounce all at once- the reality of their situation and it left her feeling kind of hollow and sad. It was terrible. The two of them were so guilty of black comedy, hiding their pain by drowning it in wit they didn't even realising they were cowering away from honesty. It was just easier to forget about things then it was to talk about them. Her gaze hadn't moved from the boy who laid injured besides her and her heart clenched. She felt so responsible and guilty. She pushed the shadows away and smiled at him softly, flashing those white teeth she took a considerable amount of pride in and forced an expression of relief; "Good, I wouldn't be able to do it without you," She commented honestly but it was said lightly with an effort of laughter as she leaned back in her chair again.

Listening to him talk about Doctors reminded her of the brown envelope laying on the door mat at home. She knew what it'd be- her referral to another round of group and private therapy but she couldn't stand the idea of going. Part of her desperately wanted to talk to Jamie because she knew he'd understand- he always understood her but she couldn't bring herself to tell him everything. If he told her the same things, she'd be broken hearted and miserable with guilt and that sinking feeling of when you know your truly let someone down and it wasn't his fault, so she couldn't put that on him especially when he was the only one who'd ever made anything better- even if he didn't know he had.

"Jamie when have you ever given a bad show? You'll do fine as long as your there," She told him gently in response to his comment about form. "And if your there, I can follow your lead and scrape through so all will be swell," She added gently.

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"I know, they both text me about it and honestly picturing it in my head, I could have cried I laughed so much and before you say anything, I was perfectly sober- I just found it funny," He told her with a small shrug. "Dick move on the Nurse's part though," He commented running a hand through his hair for a moment when he took it off the wheel. After ten or twelve minutes he carefully turned the car into a generously sized parking space and climbed out, resisting the urge to naturally go open Ellie's door because it was finally dawning on him how she felt about those things. Instead he stood on the curb and waited for her so they could head inside.

The diner was one he'd visited often as a child, he used to come with his Mother and they'd always get grilled cheese after Nate went to football on Wednesdays and then they'd get strawberry ice cream- he remembered it perfectly and he tried to distinguish when that had stopped but he couldn't. It'd stopped long before he quit football, around when his father disappeared.

There was a slight drizzle but they were close to being indoors where the shelter would protect them from it, so he didn't worry and held the door for Ellie before being quickly bombarded by a waitress about where he wanted to sit. Realising he hadn't been to the diner for years but everything inside was still the same, he chose the corner booth and sat on the left like he always did as a kid and sighed gently. "I used to come here all the time as a kid. It's funny though, nothing's changed at all- not even the wall décor, the same Elvis canvas, same newspaper print wallpaper the only difference is the date on their food health and safety rating," He commented thoughtfully looking around himself at all the all too familiar space.