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Nimmiii 
Ignoring the mark on his forehead, Ruby continued brushing away the dirt as Brae droned on. Apologizes had no effect on her, not that he had actually apologized. Apparently, 'it wasn't his fault.' SNORT.
"There is nothing wrong with my hair!" She said angrily as she furiously tried to straighten it out again. No matter what, Ruby always took Brae's words the wrong way, sometimes on purpose. Finally, when her hair almost as it had been when she arrived at the carousal, Ruby turned to her Goofball and narrowed her eyes at him.
"C'mere, Brae," She said in a dangerous voice. She waited, crossing her arms and tapped her heeled foot.
Braeden's jaw dropped. "Wha--! I didn't say there was anything
wrong with your hair!" If anything, he thought her vivid red hair was quite lovely, actually. It was fiery like her personality, and completely unique. Actually now that he thought about it, he'd never seen that hair colour on anyone el--
Ruby was demanding his presence.
Braeden looked left then right, as if to make sure he was the only 'Brae' around. He turned his gaze back to Ruby and hesitated for a moment. If the boy was smart, he would've taken that opportunity to make a run for it. But being smart had never been something Braeden was known for. And so, ignoring the fact that the last time he walked over to Ruby when she was asking him to come closer he got punched in the nose, he walked over to her anyway. Surely she wouldn't pull that trick again, right? They were older now! They were... more mature! ... Right??
Gulp.