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</div><br/><br/>“I’ll beat you!” Phoebe yelled back, already racing forward to catch up. Her brown hair flew back like a flag, laughter leaving her lips like music. It was always fun to play around like this...especially with a new friend. It wasn’t very often she can get close to anyone...maybe it was because no one got a chance to know her, not without her twin by her side...but she like this. It didn’t take long for her to overcome the other girl, though of course...in order to win, she would have to know where the cafeteria is. “Um… care to tell me where the cafeteria is?” she yelled back at her friend, hoping she’ll answer in all fairness.<br/><br/>Melanie let out a squeak, eyes growing wide and her body getting tense with surprise. Once the initial shock was over, however, she released a long, relaxing breath, her shoulders hunching over a little bit. “Um...thank you?” she answered the young man, embarrassment and pleasure -in equal measure- coursing through her chest. “Do you draw…?” Curious now, she glanced at him...taking in the little details she noticed, despite the darkness falling across his features. He didn’t look to be anyone she knew...but that was obviously about the chance, wasn’t it? “What is your name?” she asked, cheeks a rosy pink.