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Riddle never took the time to think about his feelings.
He never cared.
Why would his feelings matter when he had studies to focus on, and rules to follow?
Feelings were stupid. His mother had always said that; and his mother was never wrong.
Well... that’s what he thought.
He overbloted— his mother was wrong.
Trey, his childhood friend, forced him to take bed-rest for two days. So he was left, all alone with his own thoughts.
He laid there, wondering why his mother would do this to him. And why did he feel so bad. He was right, his mother couldn’t have been wrong. He couldn’t have been wrong.
He still remembered the fear on Deuce’s face, the rage on Ace’s, the worry on Cater’s and most of all, the worry and panic on his best friend, Trey's face.
On the third day Trey came to his room, “I’ll be at your side as long as I can.”
Riddle crossed his arms, “Why? Do you think I’ll go berserk again?”
Trey shook his head, “No, I’m just here so you have someone to lean on, if you need.”
Riddle felt an odd swoop in his stomach, “Thank you... I guess.”
Trey smiled, wrapping an arm around his shoulders, “No problem Riddle.”
“Goldfishie!!!”
Riddle stiffed at the voice, “Oh no...” Trey gave him one last pat on the shoulder before leaving him.
Floyd threw an arm over the shorter’s shoulders. “What was sea turtle doing walking you to class?”
Riddle shrugged him off, “What do you care?” He walked towards his seat huffing.
Floyd grabbed him, turning him around to whisper into his ear, “You two aren’t dating are you?”
Riddle pushed him away a fierce blush crossing his face, “W— what!? Of course not!”
Floyd smiled, “Good! Keep it that way.”
With that, he walked off back to his seat. Riddle was going to go after him, to give him a piece of his mind, but a strict voice cut him from doing so.
“Why are you not in your seat Mr. Rosehearts?”
He stumbled into a bow muttering apologies as he did so. “It’s alright, I’ll let it slide. This once.” He was shoo’d back to his seat.
He tried to ignore the stare on him. He really really did. But that stare made his palms sweaty and his face red.
“Hey, red head.” He looked over, annoyed.
“What?” It was Ruggie, a beastman boy he never really talked to, nor liked much.
“Ya lookin’ a bit sweaty. Ya doin’ alright?” The hyena boy’s ears twitched towards the teacher as he talked.
“Yes I am fine. Now pay attention.” He scolded.
The other boy looked quite offended yet let it go.
That stare was on him the whole class. As he sped to leave the room, an arm found its way around his waist. “What’s wrong Goldie? You seem bothered.”
He looked anywhere but at Floyd’s stupid handsome face as he pushed him off muttering curses as he left.
Floyd chuckled.
“Ya got problems dude.” Ruggie said, chuckling as he walked by.
Floyd shrugged.
”How was it?” Trey asked, placing a tray in-front of Riddle, and himself.
“It wasn’t the best. Floyd could not leave me alone today. It’s like he has nothing better to do.” Riddle sighed, shaking his head.
“Aw you poor thing. I had an awesome day!” Cater cheered.
Riddle glared at him. “I’m glad.” He grumbly ate his tart.
“There you are Goldie!” Floyd threw himself over the back of Riddle.
He jumped, “Ah… hello, Floyd.”
Trey smiled at his Housewarden’s distress. Floyd pushed Deuce, who Riddle had been sitting next to, aside, sitting in his place.
“What do you think your doing?” Riddle asked moving closer to Trey, almost moving onto his lap.
Floyd wrapped an arm around his waist, leaning forward to whisper into his ear, “I can’t seem to stay away from you. I’ll admit you look so attractive like this.” He laughed as Riddle pushed him away, blushing.
Cater looked from one to the other in confusion.
Riddle shoo’d Floyd off angrily. “What’d he say?” Cater’s question got him a glare.
“Nothing of importance. He was just being stupid.” He stuffed his face with more tart.
Floyd watched Riddle talk with his dorm-mates, “Floyd!” He lazily hummed.
“What are you looking at?” Azul asked following Floyd’s mismatched eyes, “Ah. Is this why you haven’t been paying attention to anything lately?”
Floyd smiled, “Hehe why of course. How can I focus with that ass in my mind?”
Jade hummed also looking at the young Housewarden. “He does have a very nice ass.”
Azul blushed, “Shameless! Both of you!”
Both of the twins grinned, “Don’t say you don’t agree Octy.” Floyd teased.
Azul pushed up his glasses glancing over to the red head as well. “Just because I may, or may not agree, does not mean I will say it loud, and clear in the middle of the cafeteria!”
The twins both laughed at their Housewarden’s embarrassment .
Floyd went back to staring at Riddle. Azul sighed giving up talking to the boy.