He'll move onto a more advanced school (he has no friends; there's no reason to stay) and make Franz's mistake ("An AI seemed like a good idea at the time!")
She'll move back to Japan (new jobs, new locations) and study martial arts.
He'll lose his laughter (this breakup hit him hard)
He'll befriend a raven-haired delinquent (they'll be in jail before the end of high school)
She'll sit (neither awake nor asleep), dormant, like the supercomputer (it was never turned on) she resides in.
It'll stand for a year before being torn down.
(It's just an old factory)
Run.
It was the single, frantic thought in the elf's head that blotted out all the others. It was one simple, yet important and maybe even lifesaving command that she was following. She was running, running as fast as she could. Her mind was on autopilot.
Run, jump, and duck.
The thick foliage slowed her pace considerably. She had to follow the commands that her brain produced so she wouldn't end up sprawled on the forest floor or getting slapped by low-hanging branches. She was afraid she wouldn't be able to get up if she tripped and fell.
Run, jump, duck, and pant.
Lightheaded from scrambling through
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Circumlocution (Jerlita week 4)
"And the code was scrambled, so I had to "
Aelita tuned out again, staring at Jeremy's brown sweater. She liked the blue better.
"Aelita? Are you getting this?"
She snapped back. "Yeah, sure."
"Are you sure?"
She had to fight back a sigh and nodded. Jeremy continued to talk, and soon Aelita found herself wishing that he would stop. Of course, she didn't mind talking to him or hearing him talk normally, but did they always have to talk about codes and Lyoko? Why not something else for a change?
Then she began to lean forward, thinking of a way to shut him up and get him talking about something else at the same time.
"the
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Celadon (Jerlita week 4)
Green.
Jeremy swallowed his anger and smiled at Theo, who was talking with Aelita.
That was the color of envy.
He wasn't blind. Did they think he couldn't see their flirtatious looks or winks?
But it wasn't quite accurate, Jeremy thought.
Jeremy clenched his fist, shoving it into his pocket so Aelita couldn't see it. He knew she wasn't hers, but He let out a quick breath through his nose. Aelita had been getting more popular, and it wasn't too surprising for himafter all, why wouldn't she? She was funny, smart, kind, pretty beautiful.
Envy was green like her eyes, but not quite. That green was too pretty. Too good
"What is that?"
"What is what, Aelita?"
"That." The pink haired girl pointed to one of the pink spots on Jeremy's cheeks. "What are those?"
"Oh." Jeremy continued typing, very aware of Aelita brushing against his shoulder. The close contact brought another rush of heat to his face.
"That!" the girl exclaimed as Jeremy became redder. "Why are you doing that? What is it?"
Still Jeremy continued to type, careful to keep his eyes on the screen. "It's called a blush, Aelita."
The girl tilted her head curiously. Now her cheek was pressed against Jeremy's. "I've seen you do that before. Sometimes when I was in Lyoko, you started acting funny a