Well hopefully the assembly will be less boring with you around

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It hadnt been long since Eaden and his sister had begun their studies on this school. The demon had managed to gain a few enemies from the jocks, but it wasnt that he cared much - So what if they hated him? What where they going to do? Beat him up again? The thought made him chuckle as he made his way down the mess hall to an assembly for weekly updates. He sat down on a chair and leaned back as he yawned a bit to himself, already feeling quite bored by the people surrounding him. He let his grey-green eyes move around as he scouted the folks that had found their seats, narrowing his eyes as his eyes fell upon the girl he sat next to.
A blonde fairly pretty girl, though he preferred brunettes. Her eyes were blue and though he didnt prefer those either, hers were pretty like the sea. He tilted his head a bit as he watched her, for a period time that was probably quite inappropriate. He smiled as she turned her head and their eyes met. "Goodmorning," he said in a rather charming tone as he raised his eyebrows a bit. "Are you as excited for this assembly as I am?" he asked with an expression that clearly showed that he didnt find it exciting at all. He sighed quietly and let his gaze horizontically scout the hall again before turning his eyes back to hers, "I'm sorry, I am being so so rude. Name's Eaden," he said as he presented his hand to her.

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Annabelle hated assemblies of any kind. It was much harder to read lips from afar, so she rarely got all the things said, especially not if they often looked away or turned away. Mostly she just tuned out and asked her sister if they had said something important later. She shortly looked at the boy sitting down next to her. She hadn’t seen him before, but then again, she used most her time alone. She was just tired of explaining why she rarely said something. She turned away again to look at the teachers getting ready to tell their messages. She felt his eyes on her, but ignored it at first, until it felt like burning into her skin. She turned to him and sent him a small smile as he smiled.
She read his lips. She did the sign for good morning, placing her left hand on her chin, before it fell to her right hand in front of. She then moved the left hand to in the small area just above your elbow on her right arm and lifted the right arm up. She realized he might not understand what it meant, unless he was one of the people who actually understood sign language. You can only dream. She read his lips again. She nodded to his words. She too didn’t care to hide an expression showing how little she wanted to be here. She kept her eyes on him, in case he said something more. She had a little trouble decrypting his name. Ethan, maybe? No. There was a d in there. She tried to reimagine his lips forming the name, but she couldn’t seem to find the right word. She took his hand. ”Annabelle,” she spoke out loud. Her name was the only word she could say without showing off her deafness. You could still hear it a little, but most people just thought it was an accent from the middle east or Africa. She had been asked many times where she was from.

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He raised his eyebrow as she moved her hands instead of talking, but made a soft chuckle as he nodded. He had been alive for long, so he had picked up a few tricks here and there. Sign languages wasnt something he had mastered but he knew a few things about it. He watched her motions and tilted his head slightly. "Seems that I'll have to be talking clearer then," he reminded himself and smiled at her. He noticed how she seemed to be confused by his name and since he couldnt spell it out with sign language, he thought of ways to then tell her his name. He took her hand and smiled as she presented herself, "Pretty name," he replied as he gave her hand a squeeze.
But he couldnt really shake off that she didnt catch his name, till he got an idea that shone off his face with joy. He let go of her hand and moved his hand around to the back of her hand, sliding his fingers up as he carefully grabbed her arm in a tender touch. He placed his indexfinger on the soft skin and started spelling his name out on her arms in slow movements so she could see every letter. He looked back up at her and wanted to be sure she understood. "Eaden," he said again, hoping it made better sense now.
He loosened his grip and let his hand follow her skin as he pulled it back to him, placing his hands on his lap with a smirk. "I dont really know a lot of sign language. I can do a pickup line, but it wouldnt be fitting for here," he then said as he looked into her eyes. He relaxed his shoulders and sighed to himself as the assembly began, the principal talking in the most boring tone he had ever heard. He groaned and leaned over to Annabelle as he looked at her. "Is he always this boring?" he asked as he shortly eyed her lips before returning his eyes to hers.

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He was attractive, she thought to herself. He looked somewhat innocent, but something told her he wasn’t. Not that she minded. She enjoyed a little danger from time to time. A smile spread on her lips when he complimented her name. He was definitely a charming person. She was not immune to his charms. A short, but adorable, giggle escaped her lips as she saw his face shine. She didn’t mind when he took her arm and used it to spell out his name. Eaden. That was why she couldn’t read his lip when he said it. She had never seen the name pronounce before now. But she surely would remember the name forming on his lips. She was curious what his pick-up line was. He couldn’t just say something like that, and then not follow up. She felt herself disappear in his eyes for a moment. Long enough for her to miss his words. She decided to be bold, well bold for her, and create a telepathic link with him. She looked away when the link was created. He would hear the thoughts she wanted him to hear. Likewise, he would be able to sort in the thoughts as well. For somebody, it wasn’t quite as easy to do. ”I’m curious about your pick up line now,” a voice sounded in his head. It sounded like her, but without the deaf accent. ”And yes. He is always that boring,” she agreed.

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He smiled at her giggle and had a satisfied expression, as he now knew that his charms could make her laugh. That was quite useful information for him. There was some features in her that he recognized from his sister, and maybe that was why he felt like he needed to make her smile. He knew that Dinah definitely wouldnt like this, but then again, he was an incubus, this was their way of living. His heart would never belong to anyone else than her, but he couldnt just shy away from something that was encoded in him. He was a natural charmer, it was his way of living. He noticed her dazing off into his eyes and made a soft scoff, "Do you find me enchanting?" he asked rather boldly as he let his eyes study her face for a bit, he could definitely see some of his sister in those features.
He was surprised to notice that something had changed and turned curious eyes to her as a voice sounded in his head. Quickly confusion turned to a smile as he tilted his head at her. "It would make you blush," he warned her with his voice and a sly smile as he turned his eyes to the principal. He chuckled at her thought and shook his head. "Well, I'm all for bolting then. You coming too?" he asked in his thoughts as he looked at her with inviting eyes. "I could show you the pick-up line then," he suggested, running his fingers down her arm.

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Annabelle had never been prone to taking risks. She preferred to stay in a small bubble where she knew she was safe. It mostly came from the treatment her family had shown her when the found out she had no hearing. She had to run away in order to find a place where she could be accepted. She felt more at home here, than she ever had before. Of course there was still some people, that would not be understanding to her condition, but she was learning how to tackle those. Her gaze moved to his lips when she saw movement. She wasn’t sure if she should answer the question honestly. But did she have a good reason for lying? She nodded her head in response.
Annabelle was certain he would make her blush at some point. She was already feeling warmer than normal. She shrugged in response. She could handle blushing. She was tempted to leave with him. It wasn’t because she would really miss anything. ”Count me in,” she responded in her thoughts. His touch made her skin feel on fire underneath his fingers. She was surprised he had such an effect on her. Not many did. She looked around to find the best way to escape without being seen. She nodded towards her side and started to move away from the chairs.

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He nodded at her and followed, keeping his head down so the teachers or principal wouldnt notice. It would suck to get caught and given detention or some sort of other punishment. He'd rather have they sneak out unnoticed. When they got to the end of the chairs, he looked around and spotted a student far away. He lifted his hand and closed his eyes, she was far away so it was going to be tiring. He made her bones twitch, just enough for her gasp and rise to her feet, drawing everyone's attention to her. He smiled a bit and lifted his grip on her, grabbing Annabelle's hand as he used everyone's attention on the girl to hurry out of the hall.
When they got out he chuckled a bit and then looked at Annabelle, "Dont worry, I didnt hurt her, if that's what you're thinking," he assured her and glanced back at the hall, still holing her hand in his. He looked down at their hands and gave hers a squeeze before he let go. He moved his eyes around to make sure no one was looking before he lifted his hands to do the pick-up line. He made the movements carefully, but he was quite smooth in his movements, "Are your eyes the sea? I sure could get lost in them. You'll probably have to throw me a line. Preferably the one to your phone," it said and he then chuckled as it was an old one from when phones where attached to a landline. He looked up at her with a small smirk, "It's an older pick up line," he thought.
He exhaled shortly as he straightened his back a bit and kept his eyes on hers. "Do you know a good place to hangout.. alone? now we're on the run?" he asked in their thoughts as he smiled softly at her, his glance being suggestive in an upredictable way, like he had something in mind for them already.

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Annabelle watched the girl as she rose up but was distracted when Eaden grabbed her hand. She followed him out of the hall. She wouldn’t want anyone to get hurt. She breathed out in relief when he said she wasn’t hurt. She followed his gaze to their hands. Her hand felt colder when he let go. She followed his movements as he signed the pick-up line. A big smile developed on her lips. He was right about making her blush. A little color spread in her cheeks. She moved some hair behind her ear. ”Retro,” she thought to him. She giggled as he mentioned being on the run. She couldn’t read him, and she had become fairly good at that. He intrigued her. She folded her hands in front of her. As she stood there, it was clear how innocent she was. She looked at him like he could give her the world. She wanted him to. Annabelle had not experienced much romance in her life. She had barely kissed someone, and she had never been in a relationship. She was shy and held back, in fear people wouldn’t understand her. ”My room,” she thought. This time she grabbed his hand and started running towards the rooms. As she ran, she found herself feeling free. Nothing was like swimming in the ocean, but moving fast, feeling the rush of air was the closets thing you could get, being on the ground. She stopped in front of her door and let go of his hand to move into the room. It looked very much like any other room, if not for the many ocean blue items on her side. It made her feel more at home. She sat down on her bed, on top of the blue blanket. She made another sign. He might not understand it. Annabelle tilted her head and watched him curiously. ”Has anyone ever told you, you’re mysterious?”

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"Some call it retro, I'll just call it style," he said with a confident smile as he watched her pink cheeks, he allowed himself to move his hand up and touch her skin ever so lightly with his fingers before he moved them away again. He watched her for a bit, noticing the innocence that shone from her ever so clearly. It would have made him feel bad, if he were a person to feel bad, that was. But he was what he was. A lustful evil creature that wasnt shy of taking what he deemed was his. He nodded as she said her room but couldnt hide the sly smirk that spread on his lips, "Are you sure that you would be safe around me all alone?" he said as he tilted his head slightly looking at her.
He let her grab his hand and followed as he looked around, making sure no one saw them. It would be bad to end up in detention for running from the assembly, but he found it too intriguing to not follow. He knew the girls dorms all too well, so he knew there wouldnt be anyone around but them at this time. He would usually be sneaking in to his sister's room, and he did glance down the hall knowing she wasnt far off. He should have felt bad for this, for going into another girl's room without a single thought of what it might do to his dear sister's heart. But he was blinded by his shallow heart, that seemed to only want to claim rather than preserve. He followed Annabelle into her room and looked a bit around. It did look like his sister's, but it was also different in it's own way. He walked over to the window and looked out for a bit as he was caught up in his thoughts.
He heard her and turned his head to her sitting on her bed as he chuckled lightly at her words. "Mysterious? I've heard that before," he said as he turned and walked to her, standing over her as he placed a hand under her chin and lifted her face to look into her eyes, "But I'm actually not all that mysterious underneath it all," he then said as he ran his finger along her jawline, feeling a short timed sting in his heart at the touch. He removed his hand and bit his lip as he moved away to sit down next to her. "So what has brought you to this school?" he asked in his mind, knowing that it would be rude to force her to look at him all the time. He moved his hand over to her back, lightly grabbing her hair just as carefully as he felt the soft strands of blonde between his fingers. "Just to study?" he asked in his mind as he looked at her hair to then move his eyes to look at her, "Or something else?" he added with a small inviting smile.

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