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    The new boy is a pale, freckly, skinny kid with the messiest hair Erik has ever seen. He wears sweaters when it's seventy and writes on his arm with his finger when he's bored, like he's tracing constellations between his freckles. He has an English accent and seems mad all the time, but Erik can't tell what about. His eyes are bluer than anything he's ever seen, like the Caribbean oceans, the sky on a summer's day and a neon strobe light mixed together. Erik wants to hate him, but he can't.

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    The German kid next to him is probably popular. He has a Walkman with hundreds of songs, and he knows that because Charles has heard them all through his headphones because he turns it up so loud. He has green eyes that look like the dead bushes in front of his house and a personality to match. Or, at least, that's because they only talked once. He smells likes citrus, probably because of his shampoo, and he brings comics everyday. Charles finds himself staring at them sometimes. Charles wants to ignore him.

    Neither of them get what they want.

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