He felt her wipe her nose on him. EWWWWWWWW!!! That was gross. He was going to get her back once she was feeling better. "But he has to know. Otherwise he might find out a different way. It would be better coming from you, than from someone else. It may hurt him, and if that is your concern, you shouldn't have done it in the first place." Duh! Did people not think about anyone but themselves?

Lexi stiffened and then pushed away from Dylan. "I told you to save your self righteous crap for some other time, Dylan. I know I shouldn't have done, but it is a bit too late for that now, isn't it?!" she grumbled at him as she hugged herself across the middle. She was really getting sick of his crap. She needed him to be there for her and tell her everything was going to be okay, not tell her she had screwed up. He was so selfish. Trying to make it all about how much better he is than her. Sigh.

Dammit. He had said the wrong thing. "Lexi I didn't mean it as a lecture. I am just saying that you need to tell him. Once you have told him it will all be better. You won't feel guilty. And there won't be any secrets between the two of you." He sighed. He attempted to pull her closer to him again. To make up for his mistake. "I am sorry Lexi. I really didn't mean it like that. You learn from your mistakes. And if you love him very much, you won't do it again. Because you won't want to hurt him again."

"You always point out my faults, Dylan. It would be nice to have you just listen sometime, you know," she said as she let him pull her into another hug. Sighing heavily she rested her head on his shoulder and thought it through. She sniffled a bit and then said, "I am not sure if I love him, Dylan. I have only just started dating him. I mean, I like him, but aren't I a little too young to talk about love?" Hell, she had to be honest with herself.

"I never point out your faults. Though I know you are quick to point out mine. Like my hair. Gold happens to love my hair. I am here to listen to you Lex." He smiled. She actually said the right thing. She didn't love him. "You are never too young to talk about love. You might be too young to realise what true love is though. Usually you don't know how good you had it, until it is gone. So I have been told. Though I knew how good I had it with Gold, while I was with her."

"Oh Dylan, I tease you about your hair. There is a big difference there. You prat," she said quietly. His hair was nice, he just spent more time in the mirror than she does... she HAD to poke fun at him. It was, like, sister code. "Fourteen is a bit young to even think about loving someone, Dyl. Seriously. I miss Lorcan, he was my first boyfriend, but I can't say I loved him either. I am too young. I mean, Jakers makes me happy. Happier than I have been in a year or so, but I am not sure about LOVE."

"I am not saying you love anyone either. But it might just hit you. And it can do that at any age. You don't have to be old to be hit by the ONE!" It was true. He knew at 16. Dylan had known Gold was something since their first meeting. It had taken long enough to realise it was love and not hate. "I am glad he makes you happy. Maybe one day you will find love. Like I have found with Gold." He hoped it was when she was like 30. Then it wasn't gross, and off putting.

She listened to his explanation about love just hitting her one day and she thought about Finn. It did oddly seem to fit... it was just RIGHT. Damn. That was NOT a good thing. Not at all. She would have to stay away from him if she had any intentions of not hurting Jakers. "Hey, hold on one second, let me run to the dorms and get your gift. I ordered it and had it sent here by owl. It was bloody difficult to do, so you better appreciate it," she said releasing him and taking off to the portrait of the Fat Lady. She turned back once and said, "Thanks for not being a total idiot this time."

Hold on? He was on the Seventh Floor. He actually had no idea where, except in front of the room of requirement. She must've taken him a confusing route. Because he was well and truly lost. He was not going anywhere without her.

He smiled, a tad awkwardly, "It happens sometimes, you know." He wasn't always an idiot.

Lexi came running back with a big box under her arm all wrapped in emerald green paper with a BIG bow on top. When she reached him she thrust the box into his arms. "There, open it now. Wait, do you want to go into the Room of Requirement?" she said bouncing a little where she stood. SHe was super excited for him to see it!

Dylan was rocking on the balls of his feet as he waited for Lexi. This wasn't a particularly pretty part of the castle. The odd portrait, so there wasn't a lot to look at. Then she bounded back. Wow that was odd. She looked so much better.

"Yeah sure. I will open it wherever. But the room of requirement is a good idea." He could sit down then. It was a big box that had just been thrust in his arms. How did an owl carry that?

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Lexi smiled and then thought for a moment. Hmmm what did she require of this lovely room? Just some comfy places to sit and maybe a wizard's wireless. Heh. That seemed like a good enough place. She closed her eyes and walked back and forth in front of the place where the door should be concentrating very hard on what she wanted. On the third time she heard the unmistakeable sound of the door appearing. "Come on, let's go in!" she exclaimed as she pushed the huge door open and was met by the sounds of rock music on the wireless. Win. Total win.

Dylan held the large box in his arms as he watched Lexi walking back and forth. Now what was she going to get? Then she pushed the door open. He was met by the horrifying screech of some loud music. Argh. What happened to the piano? He wanted that back. That music was soothing. This was an ear massacre. He slowly followed her in, trying to block the noise with his hands, or the box. Or anything!

Lexi walked forward and plopped down in an oversized armchair and kicked her shoes off. She caught the look on Dylan's face and rolled her eyes. She thought that the music needed to go down in volume and thus it did. "Gah, you have no good taste in music, Dylan," she said with a chuckle. "Now sit down and open the gift before I tell you what it is," she said with a wicked look on her face. She would so tell him it was a pair of Iron Man pyjamas, a Marvel Superhero hoodie, and a few comics that she had noticed he didn't have yet. That was almost possible to find... but she had.

"You have no taste in good music Lexi," Dylan said, unblocking his ears as the music dropped in level. He took a seat next to her. "We need some Beethoven or something. Soothing." Yes that would be much better.

He undid the bow. He was a boy, was a bow really necessary? But it was shiny and green, so she had the right idea. His eyes widened as he opened the box. There was Iron Man!

Lexi simply rolled her eyes again. She had no use for classical music. None. She was NOT into it. "This IS soothing to me. To each their own and all," she said with a dismissing wave of her hand. That is all on THAT subject. "So, do you like it all?" she asked tentatively. She had been really nervous about the stuff. The poor wonky owls that delivered it all were terrible too... the whole situation was terrible, but she hoped he appreciated her gifts to him.

Dylan nodded furiously. "I love it. All of it." He flicked through the comics. He didn't have these ones. They were on his list to acquire but he had yet to find a store that had them. Not in the UK anyway. "How did you know...that I didn't have these?" He was shocked. She had actually made an effort with his present. Wow.

Lexi smiled proudly. "Well I went through your comics actually. All of them. It was tedious, but Mum told me that was the only way to see that I didn't get you the same thing. I had to special order them and have them shipped her and trust me... it was a mess. But I did it with my own money and on my own time," she said proudly. Going through his comics was the hard part. She had actually worn gloves when she did it so as not to like mess them up or anything. Heh. It was serious business.

Dylan's eyes widened, "Y...y...you went through my comics?" She touched his comics. She knew not to do that. They were in order. And in dust proof jackets. What if she bent one? What if she got her hand grease on them. Oh no. He was going to panic now until Christmas, when he could check. Then it would be too late. The comic would be bent beyond repair. His poor comic books.

Lexi sighed loudly. "No you nitwit. I wore gloves and made sure I kept them in order. I didn't mess up your collection, Dylan. I know how much you love them. I kept my hands off of them. I had to be sure I didn't get you something you already had," she said irritated by his lack of enthusiasm.

Dylan sighed with relief. His comics were ok. At least she knew his love of his comic books. "Ok good." He smiled at her. "Thank you for my present. I really love it." Yes. Yes he did very much. "I will wear my hoodie next time I am not in uniform. So this weekend." He would get in his pyjamas right now, if he didn't have a class to go to.

Scarlett walked into the room she had heard and read so much about.she thought long and hard about what she wanted and then it was right in front of her her old beaten up guitar.Scarlett rushed over and picked it up,oh how she missed it.She wanted her family now but she pushed the thought out of her head and put music on that she could sing along to.she needed a bit of cheering up she begun to play with her hair and sat on a table playing her guitar along with the music.

Fee wanderd around the seventh floor as she stood infront of the Room of Requirement. Oh yes.
She opend the door and found a room full of pillow in all colours lying on the floor.
And in the middle of the room...
Scarlett.

"Scar", she squealed and ran into her direction.

Scarlett jumped up as he heard her name playing a wrong note.stupid guitar.it was Fee!she hadn't seen her in so long.she missed her.Scarlett got up her cloack falling around her.
"hey Fee!" she walked over to her and hugged her.
"how have you been?" she asked sitting on the seat and picking up some bubblegum and chewing it.she had fallen in love with her room.