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-Red Beuns Und Reece-a

-Curn Breed

-Seled

-Greelled Selmun

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Comments

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"It's going alright. I just emailed my interview with Professor Dream in to Chloe for the newspaper. I couldn't really think of a good intro, though, but she's gonna help me with that. You?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Didn't know you were on newspaper. Makes sense, though, I guess. That's cool." Anders grinned and gulped down an entire glass of milk. "Anything interesting going on for the first issue? 'cause my week? Totally uninteresting so far. Well, not totally, but I have no classes on Mondays so I pretty much spent all day doing homework. Which was relaxing at least."

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor shrugged and had some Curn Breed. "I dunno, really...I think there's supposed to be an interview with Dean Zordon in it. I wasn't really paying attention to the other assignments."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah, first issue of the semester and all. They did that last semester, too, with the 'get to know your teachers' stuff. It'll probably go on for a couple more issues." Anders crammed a chunk of cornbread into his mouth, chewed, swallowed, and chased it with milk. Giving Victor a slightly awkward smile, he added, "Newspaper was a highlight of the week for me last semester. Except for the gossip column, 'cause I was always in it. Better hope for your sake they're not reviving that this semester, or you're gonna end up suffering the same fate."

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor grinned. "Like I care. I know who I am, and people are gonna think whatever they want about me. As long as I stay true to myself, I'll be okay."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Good man." Anders reached over and clapped Victor on the shoulder. "You're way ahead of where I was, then. Took me weeks to stop wanting to hide every time I saw my name in the paper."