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"Thank you." He gave Colette a little smile, before nodding slowly. Fingers placed against the keys again, Brandon started another melody. "It's a little bit funny this feeling inside. I'm not one of those who can easily hide. I don't have much money but boy if I did, I'd buy a big house where we both could live"

“And I can see why. You’re really good.. Can you sing again?” She paused, “I mean, don’t think I’m pressuring you or anything. I just- You sing good.” She laughed, leaning down to put her bag on the floor beside her.

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"Um, I-" The boy knew what the answer was, but wouldn't allow it to push past his lips. 

What do you miss most about being a kid?

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"Brandon." He gave Max a slight nod, rocking back and forth on his feet. The weather was fairly nice for the time of the year, but Brandon couldn't help but notice the cold breeze, goosebumps forming on his skin. "So, what are you majoring in, hm?" 

Max shook his head, careful eyes watching the other. Exhaling slightly, he continued to look at the boy, trying to think of a way to brighten the mood. “No, it’s okay. I, uh, I’m just not used to talking about.. this stuff. I’m Max by the way.” He stated somewhat confidently, giving the other a gentle smile.

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While singing, Brandon gave her a little smile, acknowledging her presence. When he finished, he smiled again, before blushing slightly. "Y-yeah. I'm actually majoring in music." It was the first time someone else had heard his piece, as the boy preferred to be quiet about such things. 

Cole was walking around the halls looking for someplace to do an assignment that needed to be handed in before she went home, but she heard someone singing and decided that her homework could be handed in late.. Again.. Not like it hasn’t been done before. When she went into the music room she saw the boy by the piano and sat down beside him on the bench. Cole waited until he was finished his song before talking, so she wouldn’t interrupt him. “I didn’t know you sing, Brandon.”

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"Nah, it's just.. brown." He shrugged, shaking his head.

Looking up at him, she smiled. “Thank you. Yours is pretty good too.”

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"Uh, yeah, sure?"

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Trembling hands on the piano keys, Brandon was putting all his emotion into the song he was singing. It was something his music teacher had complimented him on, and the young male wanted to make sure his song would be finished by tonight. Playing it again, the boy started singing. (x)

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"I really like your hair by the way." He grinned, looking at it.

Looking at the other, she nodded her head. “Yeah, I like purple better anyways.”

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Brandon inhaled a sharp breath, knowing how he had shifted the mood. As if it wasn't ruined already. Hands pushed in his pockets, he looked at the boy briefly. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have brought it up." His voice was a bit more calm than before, trying to make sure he didn't trip over his own words. 

Max shook his head, looking down at the ground and breathing in deeply. His father had loved him, too much, and that was what the problem was. “I-It’s okay, it’s not your fault or anything..” He said softly, not looking up to meet he other’s eyes. When the other didn’t say anything for a moment, Max looked over at him, seeing him watch the floor. Hearing him explain, his heart broke, and he wasn’t sure what to say or do, except feel really bad for the other. “Oh.. I’m really sorry.”

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Brandon felt sad for the boy, not being able to know what that must feel like. All his parents ever did was love him, especially his mother. "I'm sorry." The boy wasn't sure if it was out of empathy, or that he was apologizing for asking. Looking at the ground for a moment, Brandon tried to pick the right words. "M-my mom, she wo-would walk to me, with wide o-open arms as i-if she's about to hug me," a little smile appeared, but soon faded as Brandon continued. "And t-then the car. S-s-she dies. Every t-time." It was as if the boy relived that dreadful night over and over and it absolutely killed him.  

Once again, Max sighed, and he turned his head to look at the other. Biting his lip, he crossed his arms across his chest, giving in. “He, uh.. Won’t stop calling me, we don’t really get along..” He answered softly, feeling more open and vulnerable than he ever had before. Raising his eyebrow, he turned his body to fully look at Brandon. “Nightmares? What of?” He asked, hoping to know more about the other.

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"Purple." He gave her a small nod, sort of intrigued by the colour she already had in her hair.

Purple or orange… Cassidy questioned herself as she looked at the dye boxes in her hands.

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Bottom lip between teeth, Brandon looked straight forward, the thoughts in his head stuck on the same thing. "I don't mean to come of noisy, but what about your father?" The tone in his voice was cautious, hoping the boy was willing to let him in. "Nightmares." He stated quietly, looking at Max. "They have a habit of returning."

Shivering as the breeze blew by, once again he had to be snapped out of his thoughts by the other’s gentle voice. Simply nodding his head, he focused on the ground, surprised to hear the question. “What? I, oh..” He sighed, trying to think of a way to make it seem like nothing. “It’s just my… father. What about you?”

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He noticed how Max's answer was delayed, something obviously on his mind. "Yeah, that's true." Brandon nodded softly, wrapping his jacked around his body more tightly as a breeze passed by. "What's been keeping you up, hm?"

As he’d been too focused on staring at the ground and forcing his feelings from his mind, he hadn’t noticed the other boy until he spoke. His frigid body jumped, and he looked at Brandon, the words said not registering for a moment. After what seemed like an eternity but was only a couple of seconds, he nodded his head, speaking softly. Uh, it’s pretty good, it’s been kind of cold though.

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Brandon had been losing sleep, his nightmares returning to him and keeping the boy awake. He decided that maybe going outside would help him calm down. Noticing Max, Brandon walked towards him. Standing besides the boy, he sighed. "Nice weather hm?"

Another night of constant phone calls from his father had upset Max, and he couldn’t stay staying in his room any longer. A few moments later he was out and staring at the ground, hoping the fresh air could help him feel better.

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"Pretty good, a bit tired. What about you?"

"It’s nice to meet you too! How are you today?!"

[brandon-deer]

"I'm Brandon. Nice to meet you Trevor."

"Well that’s too! I’m Trevor! Who are you?!"