The Last One (Julien)

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Ughhggh....Brooke didn't wanna be at school today. Why did spring break have to end? Furthermore, why did her stilly(stupid+silly for those of you watching home) teacher have to make an assignment due as soon as they got back from break? Heeeh? Why!? It was just torture, I tell ya! Torture! A power play! Godmodding! Oppression from the institution! This was an outrage!!

College(specifically university) was a lot harder than high school so far. High school, a place where she didn't even have to try to excel and now she felt like everyone was leering at her, wondering why a dummy like Brooke though she could make it through college with the same attitude she had in high school. Old habits die hard, she supposed, and video games were just sooooo much more fun!

Don't get her wrong, it wasn't the coursework which was hard, it was the doing part she didn't like. The assignments she managed to get in(some of them even on time, oh my stars!) were always of the highest quality, of course! But she was getting to the point where she was having to calculate how many assignments she could afford to miss per class on the assumption that her assignments were perfect in order to get a final grade that still enabled her to pass. Last semester was tough. This semester was even tougher. Bleeeeeehheheheh~~

Brooke was at the computer lab, or at least trying to be. The printer back at the Sexy Bitch Haven was out of ink, so Brooke had to book it to campus a whole 30 minutes before class started so she could print out her assignment. Unfortunately, so did the whole goddamn freaking student body, rwaaaawr!! She made it to this computer lab, though, close to the journalism building and 'lo and behold there was an open computer from which she could print! She started heading towards it, sure that she was in the clear, but then...but then!! A dorky looking face waltzed up and sat down at it before she could even get halfway there! Whyyyyyyyyyy??? she wanted to scream.

Brooke wasn't going to let this stop her, nope, and she was sure gonna let this dork know exactly what she thought of him, yes siree! "Hey, um..." she started, giving the boy a tap on the shoulder. "I was gonna use that computer. Mind if I take a swing at it first? I really gotta print this paper." Her face and voice were calm, but her eyes revealed her desperation.

[Julien Duval]

Julien was rushing. Hardly ever was he this last minute with things, but he'd pulled off a lot of shifts over Spring Break at his job and then realized that he'd barely touched any of his homework. Specifically, his essay on different kinds of media. He'd barely finished it that morning and the tiredness showed in his eyes as he burst into the computer lab, messenger bag nearly flying off of his shoulder. The lab was practically full and he so badly needed to print, not to mention the Vermont Voices office had been locked. He'd already been there first, which was the reason why he was mostly out of breath.

He finally spotted an open computer, possibly the only one left, and claimed it, trying not to catch his reflection in the computer monitor. His hair was a curly mess. He was just logging in when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He wasn't the only one who was doing things so last minute. "I really have a paper to print as well," he told her. He hated being rude and he also hated banking on his french accent to make his not so nice words sound slightly better.

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The boy turned around to her and for a moment, Brooke thought she saw salvation…only to have it so rudely snatched away by a hot foreign accent. No, more like a stupid foreign accent. What was so cool about accents anyway? Brooke didn’t have one, so why did he get one?

Either way, she was not a happy kitty.

“How long’s it gonna take you?” she asked with a growl in her voice. “I gotta get to class still…” This was Brooke trying to be reasonable and patient. He was lucky she wasn’t in a terribly explosive mood, otherwise the chair he was sitting in would be on the other side of the room by now, with him still in it….or maybe not, she couldn’t afford to get in trouble again(not after chasing Ides across campus with a baseball bat, the jerk was still avoiding her wasn’t he, jerk!!!). “….better not be one of those 30 page pieces of shit…” she mumbled, not confirming whether the French boy could hear her. Maybe another computer would open up soon? She hoped so, but didn't want to wait, either.

[Julien Duval]

"Sorry," Julien offered, but he was trying not to be a huge pushover anymore and he was in a hury just as much as she was. They were in the same boat...that's what people said, right? "Not too long..." He'd logged in rather quickly and had to access his email where he'd sent himself the paper he'd written. The internet took longer to load than he hoped, probably because everyone in the lab was trying to get on at the same time. He tapped his fingers on the table.

"It's not thirty pages, there's no way I could have written that in one night." She was awfully impatient and he understood why, but he'd gotten here first.

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Patiently impatient, yup, that was Brooke, and she had no qualms about making it perfectly obvious that this boy, this nerd, this dorky-looking guy was between her and her goal and she had half a mind to think he was doing it on purpose just to spite her. It probably wasn’t that important, whatever it was he had to do. “Mmhmm, whatever, spare me,” she muttered, her voice growing more and more irritated. “If sorry was enough, we wouldn’t need prisons, just saying.” Because felonies and sniping computers were the same thing.

“Sure you coulda. It’s called an all-nighter, or ain’t you had one before?” She might’ve been implying that she could’ve done it…but honestly, Brooke didn’t think dorky-pants here was smart enough to pick up on that. Oh, well, couldn’t save them all~