@Simon-Says
"Yeah, that's probably a good idea," she said unconcernedly. "Sorry, I'm really scatterbrained today."
"Yeah, that's probably a good idea," she said unconcernedly. "Sorry, I'm really scatterbrained today."
"oh….. okay its fine, um do you wanna go?"
He holds out his hand to her and smiles.
Smiling gently, Beatriz took his hand, standing up from the table. She looked back over her shoulder at Lure for a moment, shrugged and started walking.
"so um whats your first class"
He asks her as they walk down the hallway, which was surprisingly full, but not to full. It was still early in the morning so the sun made the hallway look golden, along with Ryuu
"Er, algebra?" She said, almost making her statement sound like a question. She briefly smiled at how the sun shone on Ryuu. In her head, she could hear her manager saying, "gorgeous, darling."
Ryuu looked forward not minding the sun shining on his face, making his freckles more visible, his skin almost looking golden.
His blue eyes with the sunlight made a pretty goldish blue color. His ruffled up hair looked curlier in the mornings. He didn't mind it.
"oh i have history…. i think……. um i think….."
He looks at his schedule pulled out of his pocket.
"i think history….. so ummm.. se ya after class."
Ryuu looked forward not minding the sun shining on his face, making his freckles more visible, his skin almost looking golden.
His blue eyes with the sunlight made a pretty goldish blue color. His ruffled up hair looked curlier in the mornings. He didn't mind it.
"oh i have history…. i think……. um i think….."
He looks at his schedule pulled out of his pocket.
"i think history….. so ummm.. se ya after class."
"Oh. Right, then. I - I should go," she said, cursing herself. Is it physically possible to be more awkward than this? She put a hand on her forehead, dragging it down her face in exasperation at herself. "Sorry, I'm awkward today," she explained, heading into class.
Innocently, Lurestral strolls down the hallways of Hemmington High, chewing on a cinnamon roll, feeling very satisfied with herself. Yes, today was going off to a marvelous start. Absolutely stellar. She power-walks to Algebra, making it in the class right as the bell rings. Examining the class - she had skipped it yesterday - her eyes quickly snag on Beatriz. She tosses the girl a cinnamon roll wrapped in a napkin, taking her adjacent seat with a grin. "So…" her eyes flicker with mischief, "…how was breakfast?"
(@Trix did you see my update with CC and maverick? I think it was the last page?)
"aw how sad"
She unconsciously bit her lip mischievously and smirks
time to test things out… Have some fun.
"ugh my boyfriends a mess…"
She looks over at him holding in a smile, and sits up looking at the pond
"he's nice.. Yet protective… It can be annoying sometimes… "
(Yep :))
His smile falters, gut clenching, heart dropping. The boy is promptly met with an urge to dig himself a hole and hide for the rest of eternity. Managing to force out a few words, Maverick confirms, "Boyfriend?" Of course she would have one, you idiot. Look at how perfect and alluring she is. He doesn't dare to look at the girl, keeping his eyes trained on the pond with its two fish happily swimming around each other.
Beatriz rolls her eyes. "Fine, no thanks to you," she says, feigning annoyance as she takes a bite of the cinnamon roll.
"I think it was all thanks to me," Lure replies snottily, melodramatically preening herself. Her pencil flies across the notebook, taking notes on the second day - only in Algebra. Doodles litter the pages accompanied with short snippets of writing, and she sketches out a big heart in the center of a freshly flipped page. In the heart, she writes: B+R.
She quickly puts her face in her hands and flops down on the ground.
"im so sorry, did I go to far…. I was just teasing…. I don't have a boyfriend."
She feels so bad…. seeing him just going silent…..
(fun fact: CC likes to take jokes and teasing a little to far….. (insert awkward silece here))
Incredulously, Maverick turns to CC, not knowing what to believe. Taking a wary breath, he offers: "If you really don't have a boyfriend, I could… be yours?" His natural flirty charm is peppered in the question but alongside the gravity of his proposition. He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "Or, dating? Boyfriend and girlfriend is too fast, sorry."
The bell rings (ironic) making her panic even more than she was.
She quickly stands up eyes wide not knowing what to do with her arm.
"I mean, um, I-Ive only known you for like two days, and ya know, I don't know why im acting so weird…. I get asked out all the time I mean, I don't know why im telling you this_"
She quickly calms her self down
"look what im trying to say is….. I barley know you…. and I ususally am not this…. I don't know…. maybe sometime but not….. not now."
She says to the boy, she felt horrible….. she usually doesn't but this one…. seeing his face soften into sadness.
"look Im super sorry…… forgive me…… pretty please with a cherry on top"
She holds out her hand to the dreamy boy.
"we should get to class"
"No, it's okay," he says, downtrodden. Shaking himself, the boy lets go of her hand cautiously, not wanting to push more than he already has. Maverick looks away, disappointment brimming in his novice eyes. This is why you stick with flirting.
But this isn't her fault, it's his. "History, right?"
Beatriz reaches over and swats Lure on the arm. "You're such an idiot," she whispers, sighing. She was writing a poem on the corner of her notebook, and frowning because she couldn't find the right words to rhyme with "Canada."
"Mhm," absentmindedly the girl continues her doodles, adding more hearts and in a red marker: Rytriz.
She then pulls out her notebook, its worn blue cover hiding her perspective of the word. Everyone's in denial. It's a rom-com movie playing in front of me. I plan to raid the kitchen of popcorn and occasionally throw some at the screen, Lure pens, smirking at her analogy.
Beatriz rolls her eyes, trying to focus on her work. The environment isn't what she's used to, and having other people there is distracting. "Can you…. don't?"
She looks at his face….. she wants to crawl in her bed and just cuddle all of her stuffed animals and cry.
"Look im sorry….. you have more of a chance then like….. all of the guys …. like that has ever asked me out….."
She looks him up and down, at his posture and body language, his facial expressions….. dark and gloomy….. Her eyes widened
"um hey! again look on the bright side…."
A flower appears in her hand as she puts another flower in his hand.
"you have a big chance"
She winks at him and grabs his hand
"can i do this?"
She asks him concerned
"Anytime," his hoarse voice almost pleads, as he tenderly tucks the new flower in his hair. Gratefully the flirt accepts her warm hand, clasping it like a promise. Hope falls back into his naive eyes and the boy guides CC to their first class - late, again.
She lets out a sigh of relieve as she tightens her grip on his hand.
"yeah history! lets go"
She turns and starts running to class, just like they did yesterday, it was early so everything looked golden, her hair looked blonde and her skin looked almost golden. She tries to mask how bad she feels about everything that just happened.
Her skirt and her long hair swaying side to side with every step she takes.
They get in the class room before the teacher gets in, they sit down beside eachother.
Out of breath she gives Maverick a big smile.
Returning her smile with a wink, Maverick admires the way she moves, acts, blushes for the entirety of History. No one prohibited him from his enormously obvious crush on the girl, and he'd take advantage of what he got.
She lets out a sigh of relieve as she tightens her grip on his hand.
"yeah history! lets go"
She turns and starts running to class, just like they did yesterday, it was early so everything looked golden, her hair looked blonde and her skin looked almost golden. She tries to mask how bad she feels about everything that just happened.
Her skirt and her long hair swaying side to side with every step she takes.
They get in the class room before the teacher gets in, they sit down beside eachother.
Out of breath she gives Maverick a big smile.
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