forum Just a Romance (Because I have nothing better to do) // O/O // Closed

Started March 13, 2019 by Deleted user

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(It's fine, I like it!)
"Hi, Alex," Melanie muttered, sighing in relief as she finished what she was doing. She got out her textbook and looked over her answers one last time before leaving it open on her desk for the teacher to check.

Alex dug his out too, checking that there was something written under each. That done he left it open as he pulled a few more myths and scraps of history out of his memory for the geography project.
You could always just ask me
I'm cheating as it is!
So?
Alex sighed, willing the band to stop pulsing as he worked.

Melanie raised an eyebrow, turning to look at Alex. "Helloo?" She waved a hand in his direction. "Anyone alive in there? Someone's doing a thing to you. It's called talking. You are expected to talk back. Unless you decided to hate me back."

Alex blinked, "Sorry, little distracted…" he facepalmed. Your fault!
Don't blame it on me! It's not my fault you can't multitask!
"And no I don't hate you"

"Well, I figured, but I might as well bring to your attention that we're doing the next part in our lesson. Pages 10-12. Questions 45-70. If you want, I can help you with anything. It's honestly the least I can do." Melanie started writing in her textbook, doing the short answer responses first.

Alex put his geo stuff away, "I think I got it" he said, "I'm not a complete idiot."

"Okay, but feel free to ask me anything, no matter how stupid a question you think it may be," Melanie said, biting the inside of her cheek, stuck on a problem before writing down an answer.

Alex nodded gratefully, "Thanks Melanie" he said, turning back to the questions, looking for the simplest, most logical answer to each.

"Okay, what's wrong? You're usually more…talkative. You're just acting weird. You aren't even annoying me." Melanie looked at Alex, slightly concerned.

"Sorry, I've got another annoyance at the moment," said Alex, gesturing to the pulsing metal band, "I'll attempt to explain later. But it's nothing to worry about."
An annoyance am I?
Yes. very annoying.

"Okay. I'll just pretend I never asked. So," Melanie said, trying to make small talk, a distraction from what she was really thinking, "how's life?" She glanced at him, but only for a moment until she returned to looking at her textbook. She had stopped writing answers down even if she knew them.
Melanie, no. Alex is out of your league. Heck, he could probably beat you at everything without breaking a sweat, even when you try your hardest!

"Life is awesome" said Alex, "But trying to focus on work when you've got someone in the back of your head who won't mind his own business is not."

"Yep. I feel that way when I need to work, but my brain decides to function in the opposite way, focusing on something else that's irrelevant to the thing I actually need to do." Like right now. Like how I'm glancing at you and I know that I shouldn't, but I can't. Like how I might be crushing on you, but I wouldn't admit it to anyone… Melanie sighed, forcing her eyes back on her paper. "It sucks sometimes."

Alex smiled at her, "Exactly. Except It's not my brain that's having trouble focusing. I literally have someone trying to talk to me and It's not you." He said, "and I wish the other person would shut up rather than practicing his singing." He growled, glaring at his pulsing wristband.

"They sing? Interesting. Wonder who'd win in a contest between the three of us." Melanie noted, finishing her work, pulling out a book. She was on the last fifty or so pages.

"Melody would probably win. He's actually a really good singer which is why It's so distracting." Said Alex wryly.

"I'm willing to challenge that. I don't care that the last time I challenged you, it turned out I lost, I want to challenge you again. Or rather-Melody, I guess." Melanie looked at the clock and put her stuff away, noting that there were thirty seconds left of class. "Anyways…" Melanie nods at Alex as the bell rings, and she bolts for the exit. "Race 'ya!" Melanie called back, knowing she'd lose again, but she wanted something to do.

Alex grinned when she raced off, grabbing his things he bolted after her, easily catching up. "Where're racing too??" He asked.

"I dunno, the front exit of the school? Where the busses are? I'd rather ride a bus home than run the two miles." Melanie panted, not surprised when Alex caught up with her.

Alex laughed, "I'll meet you in the woods then?" he asked.

"Yep! I bet you'll win, though. Stupid traffic and all that jazz." Melanie exited the building, waving in Alex's direction as she located and boarded her bus home. Melanie felt energized, giddy even, a feeling that she hasn't felt in a while. Oh shush, Melanie. He doesn't like you. Nobody likes you, and that's a fact. Something Melanie convinced herself every day of her life. But why does he bother to talk to me? To have good times with me? The questions ricocheted in her head like bullets from a gun.

"Actually I doubt that," said Alex, watching her go, "I have to stop by my place first." he waved and ran off for the trees. Shifting as soon as he burst through the initial wall of underbrush.

The bus, once packed with chatting, noisy teenagers, started to move. Thankfully, Melanie's stop was the third, and she practically ran home, a childish smile on her face. Upon entering her house, she found a note left from her mom: Your phone's on the table, I'm out shopping. Expect me home by around 8. Leftovers in the fridge. -Mom
After grabbing an apple, Melanie raced out the back door, eating while she jogged to the clearing.

Alex was huffing a little, tired from the long run to his apartment and back. He'd left his school bag there, changing clothes and grabbing an extra sword, sheathed in a simple scabbard. He'd also grabbed a training staff, in case that suited Melanie better.

"Ha! I won for once!" Melanie yelled into the open air as she waited for Alex. Well, now you have nothing to do. Great job, Melanie… Once she finished her apple, she chucked the core as far as she could, landing in bushes a good thirty to forty feet from her.