Room of Requirement

"Err, yeah. Umm... rain makes life grow faster?"

"...So... erm... I've got nothing."

Robin laughed nervously. "Don't... don't you have a class or something?"

"Free period."

Robin nodded, smiling. "So, who are you friends with? Who do you hang out with?"

Clyde thought for a moment. "Erm, Wallace."

"Who?" Robin asked. She felt bad not knowing all the people in her year.

"Wallace Vainglory. Umm... one of your sister's friend's boyfriend."

AND THEN CLYDE TURNED ON THE RAP MUSIC.

Sister's friend, huh. "S-she's my friend too!" Robin snapped, but knew it wasn't true. She didn't have many friends.

Clyde blushed. "Sorry!"

"It's okay. I lied. She's not my friend. I mean, she seems nice and all. It's just... yeah." Great, now he thinks I'm a loner, hah.

Why'd she lie?... "It's fine. You probably thought I was talking about someone else. You seem like who'd have tons of friends."

"I kind of ruined that chance back in my fourth year.."

The door closed behind them. "See? This is where they're staying! Surprisingly, it was already occupied, but extra beds automatically appeared, so everything is coming out well. Hey, Fry! Look!"

Fry looked up from the bed boredly. "Do you have food?" he grumbled, his hand on his stomach.

"No, but look!" Eric said, impatiently.

"Oh- OH! Jake! Selia!" Fry stood up and ran to them. "You guys!" He gave Jake a manly hug and pulled away. "I missed you too..."

"Fry!" Selia screamed, in a high-pitched voice, and she hugged him, pushing Jake right out of the way. "I'm so glad you're safe!"

"Selia, you too! Well, obviously you're safe, and stuff, but-" And she hugged him. "Ewww, Selia, when was the last time you washed your hair? And oh, gross, it's getting into my mouth!" he spat it out, and pushed her away. "Eurgh, that's just gross."

Selia pushed him away and smacked him. "You are such a jerk, Fry! I'll have you know my hair was washed just an hour ago with Strawberry Fields from Pantene!" She said, smelling her hair self-consciously. "I can't believe I ever missed you at all."

"Did you get straight to the roots? Because that's what bashed against my nose. Speaking of which, it really hurts, now. Both from the smell and your head."

"You know what hurts, Fry? My eyes. From seeing your face. Do you have any acne cream? You need it, because I'm about to throw up all over you!" Selia said, looking furious.

Holly, who had slipped in the door before it closed, stood in between them. "Come on, now, let's not fight!"

Fry frowned. "Hey, it's not that bad... It wasn't as bad as last year. It's gotten so much better! So don't go throwing stupid insults at people!"

"Whatever," Selia said, moving to stand next to Jake and glaring at Fry. Of course, she really wasn't that angry. That was just how she treated him. He didn't seem to mind it, so it wasn't cruel.

Fry shrugged. "You should get new shampoo." he said, but then grinned, finishing the argument. "HOLLY!" he cried out and hugged her.

Eric had snook away from the fight and saw Nicolas. He sat next to Nicolas. "Mind... if I sit here?"

"Oh, God. Jake, let's leave before they start using one of the empty beds." Selia said, rolling her eyes, grinning as well.

Jake stared down at Selia. He then put his face in her hair and sniffed it. "It smells like... fruits."