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Lucas had finished the homework rather quick, since he was good at math, and spent the last minutes of the class with almost drifting off to his land of dreams. The power to basically be able to fall asleep in the middle of chaos, was not exactly convenient at the moment. Around him , the sound of students chattering where buzzing in his ears and pencils where scratching against paper. Noises he'd heard a hundred times, but still got fascinated by how calming it was. Suddenly, the bell rang. Math class where over and it was time to go home. No more classes for today. The rest of the students seemed to be in a hurry, almost stumbling on each other just disappearing from the room like the school was on fire. And the memory of the previous sound of a lively classroom where soon to vanish, leaving the silence to consume Lucas into deep thinking. The "feeling" of this being a normal day, almost made him forget about Adrian for a moment. Probably as a result of his drowzy state of mind.
"You want to walk with me?"
At first, Lucas did not realize the voice was meant for him. After all, he was not the kind of person people normally talked to. But even so, he raised his brown eyes - only to meet the sight of a tall celebrity with a smirk on his lips. This thing with having company.. a friend.. was something new. But it felt good, and almost made his pulse skip a beat.
"Oh.. Ehm.. Of course" he managed to say while standing up and collecting his books and things. Almost dropping his pencil, but managed to catch it in mid air before it fell to the floor. Now he was awake and alert again, and ready to give his answer to Adrian. Lucas nodded and started walking besides Adrian, in the direction of the lockers.
"Well, you probably want my answer?" he said, smiling mysteriously while gazing down on his feet while walking. "To be honest, i did not need all that time to think. I had already made up my mind. Like i said, it's not like my image in this school can get any worse. But it was kind of nice of you to give me some time for consideration.." he said. Most students had already gone home, leaving the corridor close to deserted. One freshmen boy was still struggling with getting his jacket on, and after succeeding with the task - the sound of his locker closing was echoing through the hallway.
"What im saying is... Im up for it" he opened his locker to put in his things. The inside being decorated with small drawings, paintings and even some photographs. While the outside was filled with nasty scribbling, words like "Psycho", "Outsider" and "Beware the stare of Lucas Benson.." referring to some horror movie. The "artist" was probably having Lucas dead and cold gaze in mind, when creating his/hers "work of art".
Lucas closed his locker with a bump and fired of a smile to Adrian. "So here i am. Go ahead and use me. Hope i can make life a little bit easier for you at school" he said while gesturing with his arm. That smile was a rather rare sight, if anyone had witnessed it, they'd probably had wondered what happened to the old cold and gloomy Lucas. But luckily - they where alone. Starting to walk towards the exit, Lucas suddenly realized he had not asked for his "job description".
"So.. When do i start? And what exactly do i have to do? More than just hanging out and go all corny with babe and darling. No kissing i presume" He said, and laughed. Putting his hands in his pockets and dragging his feet forward. He was not exactly in a hurry since he had to walk all the way home. He did not have to run to catch any buss or train or anything, meaning he had all time in the world..