How Green Becomes Wood

"Oh the dark blue is really cool. And Sloan really likes moody colours like that!" She stepped back to look at what she might want to add, offering the dark blue to Xander in case he wanted help, "I just need someone else to get to the top bits, you'll be shocked to know I can't really reach!"
 
Xander cautiously accepted the glue and stared at it as if he'd never seen such a thing before. Then he sighed and started dabbing on the glue in an abstract shape, using the paper towel in his other hand to quickly catch any drips. It looked pretty good, he had to admit, and he thought she would like it.

"I can reach if I stretch, or I could lift you up on my shoulders," Alec offered with a grin.
 
"Oh, I don't know," She laughed lightly, clearly teasing, "I just met ya, I kinda make a point of not getting on strange guy's shoulders." Working on a part she could reach, using the glue to paints stars and outline some photographs, occasionally using it to add detail to some, "We'll see at the end if we need more higher up."
 
Alec blushed a bit, realizing how personal of a thing he'd suggested, and smiled sheepishly. She was quite right. He followed her example and even suggested putting a little bit of the orange glue along the edges of the flower. He was far more careful with this project than he would have on something of his own. He did not want to overglue it. Still, it was a lot of fun, and Claire had such an eye for detail!

Feeling he'd added enough, he stepped back to look. "Are you sure you aren't an artist? This looks fantastic!"
 
Claire added one last touch and then stepped back, putting her hands in the back pocket of her jeans, "Well---not that type of artist anyway. But I'm pretty good about knowing where to apply glaze and stuff, so I guess it's not that different. But this looks awesome! Sloan will be SO thrilled. This is the first time I've gotten to help, actually, because in the past it's always been, you know, her," Claire's tone indicated she meant Sloan's ex, "so we all knew it had to be better than the previous years."
 
Alec grinned looking at the poster. "This... this is epic. Sloan won't be thinking about her at all." He glanced at Claire. "You did a great job, and thank you for letting us help. I think uts better than what we had."

Xander studied it and nodded. "Yeah, it's pretty cool."
 
"It's like what people say, you know? About how working together creates better results than what a person would do alone?" She grinned, putting the rest of her things away, "I do wish I didn't basically make you cut yours up, though, I like our finished product a lot but, you know, it'd have been nice if you did need to put in all that work yesterday."
 
"That's okay. It's worth the sacrifice," Alec told her happily. He studied the locker door and nodded. "Really worth the sacrifice and the effort. Right?"

"Yes," Xander agreed, and he meant it. "And the glue..." he sighed reluctantly, "looks good."

Alec grinned at Xander then turned to Claire. "I never thought I'd hear him agree to that!"
 
She laughed in high, clear tones, "Well, how could he say otherwise? It really brought everything together." She turned cheerfully to Xander, having never learned for herself to be wary of him like many others at the school had, "Not too messy either. That's the glory of glitter glue, all of the messy bit is packed in."
 
She had possibly the prettiest laugh Alec had ever heard. He quickly closed his mouth, hoping she hadn't noticed as he reddened further. He turned away and told himself to get ahold of himself before he caused offense or discomfort.

Xander was a little surprised by her openness. No one outside of Peter and Sloan talked to him like that. Even Tom and Becky still kept a little distance, and Milo was... Milo. It was kind of nice even if unfamiliar. "I suppose you got a point there," he said, picking a little off his fingers. "It still likes to spread, but less."
 
Tapping her temple, Claire said, "You can glitter anything if you think about it." As she put her totebag over her shoulder and picked up her schoolbag, which was just a different totebag, she said, "That's why I own a bedazzler. Everything stays exactly where I intend them to. You can also use the right kind of transfer paper and rhinestones. Rhinestones would've taken too long for this, though," she nodded towards the locker and adjusted her hair, "As is, we barely finished in time."
 
"You own a bedazzler?" Alec whispered in awe, staring at her with wide eyes.

Xander gave him a confused and almost worried look. Then he took Alec by the arm and started pulling him away before the pair of them started feeding off of each other's glitter energy and started bedazzling and glittering everything. The last thing he needed now was Becky to join this group. "Right on time is right. Come on. We don't want to get caught standing here admiring our own work."
 
"See you tonight!" Alec said with a wave that was only slightly overenthusiastic.

"Come on. You are being so weird. It's the glitter, isn't it?" Xander grumbled, guiding Alec toward their first class.

"I like glitter, and I am entirely unashamed by that," Alec said happily.

Xander rolled his eyes and started looking for Milo. He had the class notes he'd forgotten to give him the day before.
 
Milo was in his normal seat, looking more or less like he did on any other day, any traces of the previous night well washed away. Looking up at the twins, he gave them a slight nod before redirecting his gaze to his notes because in the best of times he rarely looked up for very long.
 
Austin was sitting in what was slowly becoming his usual seat, but he was looking up even less than Milo. He had his eyes on a paper he was scribbling on.

Xander came in and spotted Milo immediately. They had gotten to school earlier than usual, but they were getting into the classroom a bit later than usual. He hoped their tardiness hadn't worried Milo. He walked over and flopped into the seat next to Milo. He dug into his backpack and pulled out the notes he'd taken. "Here, from yesterday," he said gruffly. The notes were all there... and nearly illegible.

Alec waited a moment for Milo to look them over before pulling out a set of notes he'd transcribed in neat, easily legible penmanship and leaned around Xander to hand them to Milo. "When you get tired of trying to decipher those, you can try these out," he said with a wink. He'd known Xander's well-meaning notes wouldn't be easily read and had decided to copy them out for Milo the day before.
 
"Oh, thanks," Milo said, taking Xander's notes, but he his face fell when he had them in hand. Truly, he wasn't sure if he had seen worse handwriting in his life. "These are..." He turned the page over, "...helpful." then when he got Alec's, he thanked him a bit more seriously before asking, "Have the two of you seen... every movie about twin sisters ever?"
 
Xander slouched down, grumbling softly but not too offended. He knew his handwriting was terrible.

"You're welcome," Alec grinned. "We've seen a few, but I don't know if it was all of them. And they are all girls. What's with that? Why do you ask?"
 
"Because the classic trope is the overachiever, fashion-focused, perfectly aesthetic twin and the tomboy twin who rolls out of bed five minutes before she needs to leave and chooses her outfit by what is clean enough on the floor." Milo replied simply, taking quick photographs of Alec's notes to copy down later before returning the notebook.
 
"Huh. We kind of fit that," Alec mused, "except i don't think either of us are actual overachiever. I guess I'm closer."

"I don't keep my clothes on the floor. He trips," Xander said, nodding at Alec.
 
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