Bleddyn had to come to a complete halt then. "That's just it." She plopped her hands onto her hips, looking the part of a shabby overlord of the trash. "I shouldn't care about school at all, but I do, and it's...morally unsettling. If I'm slowly becoming a teacher's pet or some other domesticated junk, who am I really?"
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Wolfram, for once in his life, couldn't quite find the right words to respond to her. He swore she had glanced at him, something glittering in her eyes, meaningful, but it was gone so quickly, it had to have just been his mind playing tricks. Right?
"A very smart person?" Sherri guessed, kicking a rock. She had become the domesticated junk that Bleddyn was describing to her, but it didn't bother her one bit. But maybe that was because she still had a wilder side, the part of her that could stalk mice and talk to cats if she wished. Did that just make Bleddyn- Bleddyn? But she had to be the purest essence of Bleddyn there was, and maybe Bleddyn had just as much as she did. "I think you are the purest character out of all of us," Sherri said, surprising herself. She was a bit vain, and would have much rather taken the title. She chuckled a little bit. "I guess that really doesn't make sense," she said, staring at her dust-coated sneaker absently digging in the dirt.
"Haha, my keys work for these as well," Indigo said, patting the van's clean white side. "I guess I didn't look very closely." She lifted the keys to the light, blushing when she saw the keys glinting in the light, keys that obviously belonged to her car.
Immediately cracking up, Bleddyn let herself crumple to her knees and bumpily slide back down to the ground. "No, dude, it didn't- at all. But I think I needed that." When she made her way back to her feet, she gave Sherri her first wholly intentional smile of the entire weekend and offered her chafed fist for an amicable bump. "So thanks."
Sherri bumped fists and smiled widely, revealing a surprisingly jagged row of teeth. "I'm glad I could help," she said. Because she had been awfully useless lately.
Ash noticed that he'd been successfully placated, but after loosely following the erratic path of his gaze, she wasn't so sure if that was a good thing. Finding Wolfram's subtle anxiety contagious, she made sure to keep her pace quick and safely progressive toward the rendezvous point where their vehicles waited.
