“Nothing’s wrong with it. In fact, I like Disney movies especially the classics.” she smiled, blushing a little as he moved closer. “Yeah. My mom pointed them out once or twice at a gas station but I can't tell them apart yet.”
"Well then miss strawberry, I'm glad we can agree on liking the classics." He chuckled a little bit knowing how much she blushed from there talk.
"you'll learn, it only gets easier to spot them."
She raised a brow as she looked up at him. “ ‘Miss strawberry’? Where did you come up with that nickname?” she asked, already having a small suspicion. “Well, I'm not sure if I'll need to be able to. I don't plan on doing anything illegal.” she pointed out with a small smirk.
"Oh nothing really, i just noticed you liked to turn into a strawberry sometimes, should i call you strawberry shortcake instead? Maybe cotton candy, that might Match your shade of pink better." He booped her, a lazy grin on his face before he moved away from her. "Ever the goody two shoes hm?"
She blushed a shade darker when he confirmed her guess and gave a surprised squeak at the unexpected boop. “I… wouldn't necessarily say I like it. I just can't help it sometimes.” she told him, trying to brush off that fact and ignore the nicknames. “I just try to stay out of trouble. I don't know if that counts as a goodie two shoes.” she shrugged.
He chuckled as she blushed darker and gave a surprised sqeak, still looking at her with the same lazy smile, though who knows it could hide something else behind it.
He shrugged, "Depends on what you do to stay out of trouble."
“Well, usually I just behave myself and not do anything that could be construed as problematic.” she smirked a little at him, fairly sure of what his response would be.
"Ah i see." He noticed her slight smirk and chuckled, but instead of responding to her he just sat down backwards on the leg, and hooked his feet on the ledge he was sitting on.
She giggled a little at his brief reply, fairly sure that he still thought of her as a goodie-two-shoes. Though she wasn't sure how that made her feel. She raised a brow at the way he was sitting but didn't comment as she leaned against the wall, facing the courtyard in front of the school.
He put his hands on his head and leaned back, using his hook feet to keep him from falling off the room, he still looked chill and calm.
He chuckled a little bit as well, "You think a fall from here could hurt someone pretty badly?"
“Oh, definitely.” she agreed before looking over at him. “What are you doing?” she asked, her eyes widening in concern at his recklessness.
"Oh nothing, do you think i should try and make it down there safely?" He offered a grin at Her as if he was actually suggesting it.
“Not that way!” she panicked before grabbing his arm and pulling him back onto the roof. Once she realized his grin, she slapped his shoulder. “You… You chaotic manic! Don't do that!” she scolded him with a glare.
He was shocked by her pulling back onto the roof, though he still had the grin on his face and he couldn't help but chuckle as she slapped his shoulder. "ow haha.. i wasn't actually gonna do anything, I'm not stupid. I suppose i am glad to see that you were worried about me."
“How was I suppose to know that?” she asked with a huff, not sharing in his amusement. “Of course I was worried. I’d be worried about anyone who put themselves in such a suicidal position.” she pointed out even though she had really been worried about him.
"Touche touche, however i would have been able to safely navigate to the ground if i had indeed fallen so you wouldn't have to worry about me." He chuckled slightly going to ruffle her hair. "But thank you for the worry anyway."
“At this height? How?” she asked skeptically, eyeing his hand as he reached for her head. “You’d have to be Spiderman to avoid going to the hospital at the least.”
"hm… It's called parkour….and probably being explelled from the school, or at least suspended for a good while and i don't want them." He shrugged chuckling slightly.
She chuckled softly, shaking her head. “Why am I not surprised that you know parkour? But are you really that good to make it without getting hurt?” she asked still a little concerned. “I don't blame you for not wanting that kind of trouble, especially expulsion.”
"Well, i would probably have to smash a window if i failed on the way down, but if i didn't have to do that then yeah I'm pretty good." He chuckled, when did he ever stop chuckling.
“Wouldn’t that get you into more trouble? Breaking a window, I mean.” she pointed out though she smiled a little at his laugh. “It kind of sounds like you're not sure if you could make it down. I’m not trying to challenge you to do it, I'm just stating an opinion.” she quickly clarified, sincerely not wanting him to test it.
Good thing she clarified or else he might have done to prove his statement.
"It's all about the starting you get and your footing if i were to slip on the way down then i wouldn't been in the right to get down without breaking something so i would catch myself on a ledge and break through the window to reduce injury."
He smirked at her.
“Ah…” she nodded as he explained. It certainly sounded like he knew what he was talking about, though she was willing to take that with a grain of salt since they were still just getting to know each other. “Well, at least you know how to avoid getting hurt. That's always important.” she commented, looking down the side of the building again.
"Yeah, i do." He was once again with his lazy smirk, arms behind his head in a relaxed position. Soon enough the bell Rang from inside, whether it was the lunch bell, passing period bell or the schools out bell was unsure.