Elliot had been working in the schools garden. Staying some aftertime unlike the rest of the club. He had a small smile on his face as he worked to plant a Gladioli. But something else caught his attention.

Jake closed the door to the schools main building. Quietly treading upon the grass as if it could break under him. Looking around to find a spot to relax and hide. Definitely not because he was skipping detention!

Elliot stood up, his nerves acting up—feeling as if they where going to pop. Silently trying to find confidence, he walked over to Jake. “…Hello! Do you need anything?” He asked. His voice wavering noticeably.