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Celia hid her face in her hands, so embarrassed she felt as though she was going to throw up. "My mother is rolling in her grave right now in embarrassment, I swear. I'm really sorry.Oh, god, how awkward can I be?!"

"Oh my god," Celia muttered numbly, her whole face red. "I'm sorry. I didn't-I don't. God, I'm so awkward."

"Why wouldn't I?" Will asked, looking at her oddly. "You haven't done anything to dissuade me from wanting you. You've been quite fun to hang out with, actually. If anything, I should be asking you that question. I'm the one who started to lecture you."

"Brilliant," Will said, grinning at her. "Lets hang out then. Though, why not we go somewhere else? There's not a lot we can do around here."

"What?" Will asked, looking at her in confusion. "Oh! You wanna keep hanging out?"

"I did do something, didn't I?" Will asked. "What was it? Did I say something?"

"What?" Will asked, freazing mid-step, looking a bit frightened. "What did I do?"

This made Celia blush beat red. A bond? What did that mean? Was Idelle trying to flirt? Oh, god. Not only was Celia horrible at flirting, Idelle was not her type. Not that Idelle wasn't, pretty, by far from it. In fact, she was quite beautiful. Celia blushed harder as she realized she just said that all out loud.

Will looked up at her, blushing. "Right. I ought to go and find C.B anyways, so I can gloat to her about getting to the top of the hedge. It was nice meeting you, Captain Chloe."

"I did, a little," Will said, looking at his feet. "I didn't mean to, I promise. It just kind of came out."

"I don't have a favorite class either, really," Celia said. "They're all rather the same, aren't they? Just slightly different topics. The horses are are amazing, if you ask me."

"Well, uh," Will said awkwardly. "Still, I'm sorry I attacked you."

Celia grinned widely. "So, Idelle, what's your favorite class?"

"Sorry," Will apologized sheepishly. "I jump to conclusions a lot."

Will trailed off. "Oh." A slight blush came to his cheeks. "Sorry. I overreacted. A lot of people are like that-I guess I just got used to sticking up for Celia."

"Fifth," Celia said. "I think I could totally pass as being an eight though." She straightened to her full height; which was almost exactly five feet.

"Yes," Will said. He stood up. "And if you have a problem with that, you can go and shove-" he began to go on a long-winded rant about how just because C.B liked the sane gender did not mean that there was something wrong with her in any way. His speech was well-practiced; he'd given it to quite a few people.

"What?" Will asked her, noticing at last how odd she was being. "You don't have a problem with Celia liking girls, do you?" Will took a deep breath to start ranting; then thought better of it, deciding to wait and see her answer.

"I don't know," Will said with a shrug. "I never bothered to get a name. Some girl a year above us, I believe."

(( yeah, I thought it'd be cool to have an relationship with two of my characters. besides, they seemed like they'd be good friends ))

"You too," Celia said, smiling at Idelle. "You're a few years above me, aren't you? What year are you, seventh?"