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[memoryreprieved]

So... I was thinking that. Well, it just seems like it's really important to do the work at school... Anne seems like she always has had good 'grades'. But I've been. Well, I've been going to the library and looking around. Reading books. Things like that. I think I'm starting to understand History better. And English seems to... Well, it's writing

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[refated_tantei]

If you need help, I could do some tutoring.

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[memoryreprieved]

[And... a little while later after much flailing.]

You would really do that..?

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[refated_tantei]

Of course. There's no reason for me not to. What grade are you in?

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[memoryreprieved]

[Grade... Grade. ...Completely confusing one for the other for a second. Ah-hahaha? Wait. Let her think...

...Oh. Oh yeah. That kind of grade!]

I think they call it 9th grade?

[whiteribboned]

Hakuba-kun would be a good teacher. Kaito's smart too, just . . . you couldn't ever get him to sit still. And he'd probably end up just being annoying. Filling your hair with spitballs or something.

I'm okay with math, though . . . and history.

[whiteribboned]

It's true. And she deserves the warning.

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[memoryreprieved]

[Another-- Oh, hey again.]

..Maybe just a little. Although someone else offered to help, so if you don't want to, then...

[Not sure if she believed the other girl about Kaito. But. Xion wasn't one to go off other people's words without reason? Okay, maybe she had a second guess here and there.

Still, it wouldn't hurt to know that she could talk to multiple people about these things. Then she wouldn't feel like she would be constantly harassing one of them all the time, right?]

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[memoryreprieved]

[She doesn't think he's annoying necessarily. If anything, she would find herself annoying for asking this of people.]

I'll keep that in mind. Thanks, Kaito.

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[notquiteanobody]

It's alright. Challo seemed shocked enough with the idea that she left the table. So I asked Quentin about why she'd react like that.

It just kind of... I know we've established that we're each just looking out for the lives we're living, but I sincerely apologize for Lucen's behavior.

I hope that I can make a better impression on your friends in the future.

[If she could see him now, he'd be flushing bright crimson, occasionally giving a glance at his hands, looking somewhere between shamed and... yeah, there's just an embarrassed derp there.]

[Text | A little later on...]

[memoryreprieved]

...It's alright, Roxas. I... To be honest, I'm a little confused.

...But it was something that happened between Lucen and Anne anyway. Not us. So... Don't worry about it. Although we'll have to... I guess we'll have to just prove that things are alright.

[Yeah, she was in the same boat just about on the other end. Although it was more of just embarrassment and confusion. Something about it just... Something told her it was wrong gauging by the reactions.]

[Text | After School]

[notquiteanobody]

Yeah. Probably shouldn't do anything too sudden -it might look odd. Maybe if they saw me -er, Lucen offering Anne an apology gift or something?

I really wish I knew how this stuff worked.

[As he's typing this, he's trying to figure out just what else to do. The boy's gut says he could fill a notebook with all the questions he wants to ask Xion now, but he doesn't want her to get too apprehensive.]

[Text | After School]

[memoryreprieved]

I don't know. I... really don't know how it would work either. I guess... Well, we can still talk in the meantime.

[She sat there for a little while, juggling over whether or not to add anything to that. Part of her wanting to be less distant. But another, well.]

The people you live with. What are they like?