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[teenagerenegade]

When it's cold out, they eat lunch in a corner of the art room, the teacher permissive when it's kids that she likes. Charlie is sitting at the table they usually colonise, a copy of The Count of Monte Cristo propped open in front of him, a bag of potato chips torn open to one side. He's not sure whether he's beating Rosie, Sabrina, neither, both. But he figures, if he's here, then at least they don't have to go looking for him.

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[teenagerenegade]

"It's one of those basic fantasies that's sort of hard-wired, isn't it?" he says, grinning, pushing her hair back with his fingers so that he can kiss the side of her neck. "I bet it'd work on Nick, too. Do you even...are cheerleaders even a thing at the Academy?"

[signed_sabrina]

Sabrina can feel her whole body thrumming with happiness, in these sorts of moments-- though to be fair, she might be thrumming with something else, too. Her eyes close as she leans into Charlie.

"Cheerleaders, no. An intense dedication to elaborate, risque costumes? Yes. Talk about hard-wired."

[teenagerenegade]

"Then I'm sure he'd be super into it," says Charlie, flashing a grin. "It's very cute. You're very cute." He gives her a quick squeeze.

[signed_sabrina]

"You're obligated to think I'm cute," Sabrina says, laughing, but she's perfectly, delightedly charmed. "But it's a good thing you do, considering you're stuck with me for life." She's still giggling as she noses against his neck.

[teenagerenegade]

"That doesn't mean that I'm not right," he says, grinning at her. When she says for life, maybe that ought to be alarming at the age that they are, but Charlie feels the certainty of it sink into his chest, warm and comforting.

"Definitely a good thing," he says.

[signed_sabrina]

"You're right," she allows, mostly because she's just caught what she's said too.

And she means it, of course, and so she presses their foreheads together a moment, not really saying out loud that something important has passed, but feeling it anyway. "Ever think you'd wind up with a cheerleader?"

[teenagerenegade]

"I never thought I'd end up with anyone before Susan," says Charlie, huffing a laugh and brushing his mouth against hers. "You really are underestimating how unpopular I was back home, Brina."