Classroom on the Fifth Floor...

"You're not talking to me. Whatever, bye." Serenity got up and left, feeling weird around Angel.

"Ooooooooohhh~~"

[my post didn't send... D:]

"Weren't we pulling an all-night thing or something?"

"That's what she said!" said One, grinning like and idiot. Charlie lost his glare for a moment to snickering, then resumed it momentarily.

"O_O That was to celebrate after the tests. We need some sleep... But we could go grab some dinner in a bit, then study our butt's off?"

"When's dinner?"

"I dunno... If we go now we can prbably get all the good stuff!"

Serenity stuck her head through the door, eyes narrowed.
"Charbroiled, get over here. You're in big trouble."

"No," said Charlie.

"... Good point. There was no pudding ..."

"Shall we?"

"You won't."

"We shall!" She jumped up and ran out, pushing Serenity aside.

Amanda came after.

"YES I WILL!" Serenity shook her head, putting her hand up so Angel wouldn't see, and mouthed something silently.
"I. Need. To. Talk. To you."

He was turned around, trying to read her lips. "What?"

"I. NEED. TO. TALK. TO. YOU." She mouthed again.

"... I can't read lips, okay?"

"DEAR LORD. I NEED TO FREAKING TALK TO YOU, YOU IDIOT!"

"Why?" He turned around again.

"Because I do! Just get over here!"

Charlie sighed. "... Eventually, One," he mumbled, sliding the chair back and walking over to her. "What?"

"In the hallway!" Serenity pulled him out, past the door with the window in it.
"Why's he acting so mean?"

"He's not."

"He's totally ignor- whatever. Charlie, can I tell you a secret?"

"Whatever."

"You're really cute..."