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Post by harper on Apr 28, 2013 16:42:16 GMT -5
I stare at a fixed point on the horizon, hoping to move my mind away from my current situation- alone on the football field with a hot guy who I don't really know. Shit, it sounded bad from 3rd person, but when you knew how it happened it wasn't bad. I roll my brown eyes as Aiden says that he would point out clouds by himself. I can't help but laugh and glance up as he points out baby ducks. "They're just circles." I say. I knew I would crush his thought of them being ducklings, but didn't I deserve to be self-centered every now and then? "Yeah. And what would I do? Punch her? That'd work out well." I reply, my tone clipped as I glance over at Aiden then back at the ground. I wasn't that type of person, I wasn't the type of person who stood up for myself, or anything.
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Post by xcrisisx on Apr 28, 2013 16:54:50 GMT -5
I can't believe Harper just said that. They are not just circles! They look like ducklings. I sat up and a hurt look crossed my face. I put a hand over my heart and gasped. "I can't believe you would say that! They are clearly ducklings. I named them after my favorite play. Mercutio, Benvolio, Romeo, and Tybalt." I laughed and laid back down. I sighed when Harper brushed off my suggestion, and once again sat up. "You know, you could hang out with me more. She would leave you alone then. And it would be fun." I suggest, and smiled at her. It would be nice to have someone else to hang out with. As long as she quit crushing my cloud dreams.
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Post by harper on Apr 28, 2013 18:15:10 GMT -5
I ignore the hurt look that crosses Aiden's face and instead look up at the sky. They really were just malformed clouds- I didn't see the ducklings at all. "Yeah. And that is perfectly normal." I reply, chuckling slightly. I run my hand over my pink hair, making a face as my fingers encountered a stubborn knot. I pulled it in front of me, working it out. I mentally cringe. I always hated doing such things in front of people- surely it would make them talk. 'She has knotty hair'. Yeah, that one had surely come my way before. Once it's worked out I flip it behind my shoulder and shrug my shoulders. "Sounds like a good idea, though it may just put me into more contact with her, but whatever." I reply, looking over at Aiden. I feel tears rise up in me and look away again. Just the thought of the constant bullying becoming any worse was terrible, but maybe it was that Aiden was actually trying to help, and that Claire wouldn't let it happen.
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Post by xcrisisx on Apr 28, 2013 18:42:52 GMT -5
I smiled as Harper played with her hair. Girls had a thing about their hair. I never understood it. I just left mine alone. It was naturally perfect. And i'm not even kidding. The only thing I ever did with it was wash it. Other than that, I left it alone. And I was perfectly okay with that. "No, I doubt she'll bother you once you start hanging out with me. She might be bitchy at first, but she'll learn. And if she tries anything, i'll talk to her about it." I smiled and sat up. "I promise she won't bother you very much. If she does, like I said, i'll handle it." I stood up and wiped off my pants clothes. "The bell should be ringing any second. We should head back." Once again, I tried helping her up by holding my hand out for her to take. Maybe she would have a change of heart and take it. It didn't matter if she did or didn't. She still didn't seem very comfortable around me. I was just trying to make her comfortable.
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Post by harper on Apr 29, 2013 16:44:46 GMT -5
I give a limp, shrug that was neither here nor there and pick at the grass. I look up as Aiden stands and offers me his hand- this time obviously to help me get up. "I don't wanna go." I whine, but take his hand to let him help haul me up. Once standing, I brush the dirt and grass off the back of my pants, deciding not to ask him if there was still anything left; awkward. We start back across the football field and my brown eyes glance up at the sky, then back to where we'd been sitting. I knew something like that would probably never happen again, and I hadn't even really enjoyed it then. I let a soft sigh escape my lips and open the gate to start back up to the school, dragging my feet as I went. I really didn't want to go back. Not only did I not want to leave the safety or the good company of Aiden, but I had math- and I hated it. Sure, my grades were getting better, but it didn't really matter to me; it was still my least favorite subject.
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Post by xcrisisx on Apr 29, 2013 17:20:07 GMT -5
I pulled Harper up when she took my hand, and chuckled when she complained about not wanting to go back to class. I didn't really want to either. I had physics next, and I sucked at physics. "Well, i'm still open for lunch. We can skip and go get something to eat." Skipping sounded really good right now. Especially since I didn't finish my project or homework. My teacher was a bitch, so she would scream at me in front of the whole class. And this teacher was one to hold a grudge.
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Post by harper on Apr 30, 2013 16:42:08 GMT -5
He was still open for lunch? Hadn't he eaten? Apparently not; and that was surprising- I was used to guys devouring everything that came into sight. "McDonalds." I say, nodding as if it were settled. I turn my feet away from the doors and instead to the student's parking lot; I didn't have any homework that I knew of.. though I usually got some in math. But whatever, I could say something urgent came up. What came up? I had no damn clue, but I could figure something important out before tomorrow. (sorry it sucks)
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Post by xcrisisx on Apr 30, 2013 17:24:17 GMT -5
Harper finally agreed to lunch. That made me happy for some reason. "McDonalds it is." I grinned and picked Harper up bridle style. I have no idea what came over me, but I was in a good mood. I love making people happy, and when that happens, i'm in a great mood. I sat her down in front of my car and went around to the other side. I unlocked the car and got in. "Sorry about that. I get weird when i'm in a good mood." I apologized as I started the car.
When we arrived at McDonalds, I parked my car and walked inside. I had already eaten lunch, but I was still hungry. So I was up for any food. When it was our turn to order, I stepped up to the counter and ordered my usual. "Two quarter pounders and a large fry please." I stepped back and gave Harper room to order.
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Post by harper on May 4, 2013 10:02:49 GMT -5
I grin over at him, letting out a squeal as he picked me up bridal style. I wrap my arms around Aiden's neck- afraid of being dropped or something. Soon he sets me down and I playfully slap his retreating shoulder. "Don't do that." I scold after he unlocks his car and I climb into the passenger side. I really hadn't been expecting it, and what if I'd squirmed too much and he'd dropped me? Bruise city. The drive to McDonalds was short, and I get out and follow after Aiden, tucking a strand of pink hair behind my ear. Soon its our turn to order and I stay at his shoulder, raising my eyebrows as he ordered. "Damn, uh, two cheeseburgers with fries and a Dr. Pepper." I say, glancing over at Aiden as I stuff my hand into the pocket of my jeans for my wallet- I wasn't about to let him pay for everything.
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Post by xcrisisx on May 5, 2013 17:20:45 GMT -5
I smiled at Harper and grabbed our food when they brought it out. I let her choose the booth, and then settled down into the cushy seat. This McDonald's had comfy seats, it was strange. I grabbed my food off the tray, and pushed her food towards her. Letting her use the tray for her food. I fixed my food how I liked it, with extra ketchup and salt, and took my first bite. "So, do you have any siblings?" I wanted to get to know Harper more. Since I was hoping we would hang out more, it would be nice to know more about her home life, and maybe more about HER. She was intriguing to me. I couldn't understand it. Maybe I would understand her the longer I knew her.
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Post by harper on May 13, 2013 16:35:27 GMT -5
I let Aiden get the tray and decide I'm going to choose the seat and sit down in a corner booth, scooting in so I can watch people. "Thanks." I say happily, scooting the tray over to me. I unwrap my first cheeseburger and take a bite, wriggling slightly. I knew it was bad for me, but whatever, it wasn't like I had diabetes or was a vegetarian or something. I take another bite and soon half my burger is gone. I set it down to take a sip of my Dr. Pepper, raising my eyebrows as he spoke. "What are we playing, Twenty Questions? Just kidding, and no, I'm an only child. I wish I had siblings, though." I say, shrugging my shoulders. I got lonely sometimes, and it was pretty obvious I didn't have many friends- obvious I didn't leave the house much, either. "What about you?" I add, taking a couple more bites of my burger as I looked over at Aiden expectantly.
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Post by xcrisisx on May 15, 2013 18:04:04 GMT -5
I slide in to the booth next to Harper so I could help people watch. Well, I think that's why she chose this booth anyways. That's why I would choose it. People watching is fun and entertaining. And you get to learn about all the weird people in the world. "I have one little brother. He's adorable, but annoying. Trust me, you don't want any siblings. They LOVE to get you into trouble. Sometimes it's funny, but other times it's just straight up annoying. Especially when you break curfew. They snap up those opportunities." I sighed at the memories of every time my brothers got me in trouble, and then break out of my thoughts to take a bite of my burger. McDonald's was so not healthy, but it was so good. "Oh, and I wouldn't mind twenty questions. It's a good way to get to know people." I grinned and thought about another question to ask her. Something simple. "Hhmmm... What's your favorite place to visit?"
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Post by harper on May 19, 2013 11:16:10 GMT -5
I eat more of my burger as Aiden replies to my question and I roll my eyes, covering my mouth with my hand selfconsciously. "Still, someone to talk to all the time would be nice- maybe a twin." I add, shrugging my narrow shoulders slightly. I wouldn't know about having siblings -or the downpoint of having one- but having company would be cool; even if it was an annoying little brat you had to babysit. "Oh god." I groan as he goes on to say that he wouldn't mind twenty questions. I really didn't have the attention span for that sort of drawn out shit. I raise my eyebrows at his question. "I don't know.. the library?" I say, chuckling at how lame it sounded. "Whats your favorite animal?" I ask, keeping a straight face as I take a sip of my Dr. Pepper.
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Post by harper on Jun 11, 2013 9:07:21 GMT -5
I roll my tongue ring over my teeth again and focused my brown eyes of him as he began. A jock? I'd already guessed, but it just made it that much more.. surprising? Terrifying? Surprising because Aiden seemed to care and be real, terrifying because perhaps this was all just some big sham to get more dirt on my and possibly get into my pants as a bonus, not that I'd ever go that far with someone so soon.. if ever again. I mean, Dylan broke my trust and I hadn't yet put enough faith in someone to do that. "An author?" I ask, raising my eyebrows. That was a surprise. A sophisticated jock? Who knew those existed. A small frown works its way onto my lips as Aiden scoots away and quickly turn my head, settling my chin on my knees once more. What had I done wrong? Just ask a question? I bite my lower lip- I just couldn't do anything right. "Uh, nah, I'm fine." I reply with a small shrug of my shoulders. I absentmindedly fiddle with the bracelets that adorned my wrist, one pronouncing that I 'loved boobies' and the others that just matched my shoes that I'd decided to wear today as fashion accessories.
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