She had failed them. It was as simple as that. She had tried to go to school, and dropped out. What could be worse?
Now Nina is sitting on a street curb, head in her hands. She really doesn't know what to do. What could she say to her parents? How could she explain that she, the star of the neighborhood, the one who got a scholarship to Stanford--
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" Hate to state the obvious, kid, but you're on a boat," he tells her very gravely.
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"I--am?" The question feels stupid as soon as it leaves her lips.
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She pauses another moment and stands up then, straightening herself. "And, um, hi. I'm Nina, I guess."
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And he's currently on one of his wanderings when he sees a girl sitting there. She looks, well, like he felt when he got here. Claude goes over to her, walking in a sort of flowing way, and runs his hand ever-so-gently over her hair.
"Hey," he says with a smile, "you need to yipped up."
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"Sorry." He holds up his hands like a surrender, then sits himself next to her, leaning on his elbows. "You know ... Cheered up." He'll never get used to people being here from everywhere, though.
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