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RJ walks up to the top of the hill... Watching the sunset and stargazing alone... Eating a bag of chips quietly... And wishes someone would come and hangout with him...

Tren walked up to the Hill. She had just gotten in a fight with a fellow student and thus had a split lip and black eye. She needed some time to cool off so she didn't punch the next person in sight. Unfortunately, the next person came along earlier than expected and bumped into her by accident. She grabbed his shirt collar and readied her fist to punch the person. She punched his cheek before catching herself before landing a second punch.

"Hey!" He shouted... "Stop that!" He said pulling away... "I just wanted chips..." He says to her gesturing to his bag of chips on the ground and backing away slowly... "Are you okay?" He says cocking his head to the side... "You should clean your lip cleaned up..." He says to her and smiles slightly..."I can help If You want..."

Tren glared at him. "I need a punching bag!" she growled, her fists balled. It was taking a serious effort on her part not to punch RJ. That would only bruise her knuckles further. She hissed under her breath. "You applying for the job, clutz?"

He took his backpack off his shoulder and tossed it to her.. "Punch the crap out of that... Just please don't kill me..." He says quietly...

Tren's glare continued. "Shut up." She did, however, use the bag instead of RJ. A few minutes later, her anger was mostly vented. Her knuckles were bleeding. She pulled out her wand and muttered, "Episky," to heal herself. A few minutes later, she was mostly healed. Her fists remained slightly bruised, but her black eye was now healed except for a little soreness, and her lip was now just a little swollen.

RJ sat 15 feet away and looked at her a bit frightened... He watched her punch the bag... Suprised it didn't get ripped to shreds... He tried to say something to her... But no words came out of his mouth she he tried to speak...

Tren took a deep breath to calm herself further. Calmed, she turned back to RJ. "Hey," she said.

"Hey..." His voice cracked slightly... And he stood up...

"Are you chicken or something?" Tren asked, smirking while trying her hardest to keep her tone teasing. She looked him up and down appraisingly. "Very chicken -- too scaredy cat to talk to me. You have the wings and feathers for it!" Through this, she tried to keep a calm, teasing, friendly attitude.

He chuckled... Hoping she was being friendly and said... "I dunno... I offered to help you and you have me a death threat so...." He says laughing.

"Dude, really? I don't kill things," Tren said, rolling her eyes. She tossed him his bag. After a moment, she realized RJ was still staring at her in something akin to horror. She snapped her fingers in front of his face. "Your 'I just saw something so scary that I need to piss my pants' act is plain stupid. Stop acting like a baby."

((Goodnight!))

((Oh... Seeya!))

He rolled his eyes and relaxed "nice to know..." He said putting his bag over his shoulder and putting an 'I'm freaking annoyed' face on and turned around

((Good morning!))

Tren snorted. "Why don't we chat?" She walked over to stand next to RJ. She then remembered that she had punch RJ on the cheek. She aimed her wand at the bruise and enunciated, "Episky."

"Yeah sure..." He says shrugging her wand away... "I am fine..." He says smiling at her..."so what do you want to talk about?" He asks her quietly...

Tren shrugged. "I haven't got a damn clue," Tren replied. She plopped down in the grass next to a small cobblestone path.

He laughs and hands her a bag if chips... "Want any?" And sits next to her... Watching the meteor shower...

"Nope," Tren replied, snorting. She glared at the chips. She really did not want any; she thought potato chips were vile.

He shrugged and ate them quietly..."so what now?" He asked her...

Tren shrugged as she looked at the land. She was starting to feel a bit cold.

He noticed her slight discomfort and said"so what happened?" He asks her softly...

"Got in a fight. Got detention. Ergo, had steam to blow off," Tren said simply with a shrug.

"Oh... Makes sense..." He says nodding and laying back...

"Why you here?" Tren asked, not moving her gaze from the landscape.

"Bored... I guess" he shrugs and says..."waiting to meet someone..."

"Who?" Tren asked, frowning.

"Anyone..." He replies...

"Ah," Tren replied, glad that he didn't do the cliche and say "you". She really did not like him (or any guy) in that way, and she was hopefully to be spared the awkwardness in saying that.

"Yeah.." He said popping a pretzel in his mouth...

Tren tried to think of something decent to say but quickly discovered that she had nothing to say. She shrugged.

"Want something to eat?" He asks quietly...

"Nope," Tren replied, finally lying in the grass.

"Alright.." He said stuffing the food back in his bag...

"Did you bring all the food in the castle here?" Tren joked, forcing a smile to her face.

"No... I have anorexia and diabetes and my blood sugar had been low so I needed food..." He says quietly and smiling kindly at her...

"Oh," Tren said with a grimace. "Ouch. Not good at all."

Nah... I have over come my case of Anorexia an needed to pump food to increase my blood sugar level" he says...

"Good for you then!" Tren congratulated him, lightly punching him on the shoulder as a congratulations.

He smirked and looked up once more...

"What?" Tren asked, confused about why RJ was smirking.

"Oh nevermind..." He says...

"What?" Tren insisted, pouting, suddenly seeming a bit more feminine than usual.

He smirked once more... "It's not important..." He said shaking his head...

"What?" Tren asked again.

"It will be wierd.." He says and ignores her...

"What?" Tren repeated. She noted idly that she was doing a good impression of a broken record.

"I don't want you to get all wierded out so no..." He says stunbornly

"What?" Tren repeated.

"Fine! You look really pretty with the reflection of the stars in you eyes..." He said and squeezes his eyes shut...