A Classic High School Tale IC [Owlflight & John Torque]

[Owlflight]

It was a Tuesday. Tara absolutely hated Tuesdays; she hated them even more than Mondays. For some reason they were worse. Probably because you still had most of the week ahead of you but Monday had already drained any energy you'd built up over the weekend. Tuesdays were usually bad days for her.

This particular Tuesday hadn't been terrible so far, though. The bell had just rung, and Tara gathered up her various books, binders and papers before slinging her backpack over one shoulder and hurrying out the door. She put in her headphones as she emerged into the crowded hallway, scrolling through the tracks on her retro brick of an iPod. She stopped at a somg by The Cat Empire, which happened to be one of her favourite artists. Tara was still looking at the screen, bobbing her head, so she failed to see the random guy that was right in front of her.

Tara smacked straight into this stranger and fell back on her butt. Her stuff flew everywhere; drawings, homework, notes were dumped onto the ground. Scowling, the girl quicklybegan to gather up her things without looking at the guy she'd walked into. She knew it was her fault, but she didn't want to apologize. I hate Tuesdays, she thought.

[John Torque]

John had just exited his History class.
Man, that thing couldn't be any more boring, right? He thought to himself as he walked through the crowded halls.
He was in a dilemma, taking out his headphones and ipod to listen to music or not? He could always trip or run into someone by setting up everything, however that was soon solved when someone ran into him.
It was a girl, a really pretty girl.
He quickly began gathering the stuff she hadn't picked up yet.
She's shy, she doesn't wants to look me into the eyes, let's break ice. He thought.
"Sorry" he whispered.
Dumb Dumb Dumb, nice way of breaking the ice!

[Owlflight]

Tara looked up quickly at the guy's quiet apology. He's saying sorry? I was the one that smacked into him. . . . Then she smiled. "No, it was my fault. I'm the one who ought to be apologizing." The girl had gathered most of her stuff by now, and she held out her hand for the stack of sketches that he'd picked up for her. "Thanks. I'm, uh, Tara, by the way." She threw in another smile. Tara didn't know this guy, but she definitely thought he was cute. You'd have to be blind to disagree. He looks like he's probably an athlete. . . Cool.

[John Torque]

John smiled at the innocent girl, he handed her the sketches and then introduced himself.
"My name's John Torque, although people usually calls me John or Johnnie." he said chuckling, it had been a long time since he had talked to a girl.
"Hey, if you want we can drink or eat something in the cafeteria after the next subject, i have gym class."
John smiled at her, she was really nice and cute.
"Pretty nice drawing, by the way." he said glancing at them.

[Owlflight]

Tara smiled. "Johnnie. Nice meeting you." The crowd in the halls was beginning to thin as people were getting to their classes. The minute warning bell rang, and Tara glanced up. She realized she was still kneeling on the ground and she stood. "Yeah, actually, that'd be cool," she answered him with a grin. It'd been a long time since she'd hung out like that with a guy. "I've got Chem next, so I'd better get going. I'll meet you by the soda machine in the cafeteria, alright?" Now she was pretty excited. This Johnnie guy seemed really sweet. And he's pretty easy on the eyes, she added to herself. Tara grinned as he complimented her sketches. "You think so? Thanks! But I'd better get to class." She started to turn and walk off, but glanced back over her shoulder and smiled one more time. "I'll see ya later."

[John Torque]

"Nice to meet you too. See ya' later!" he said smiling as he headed towards the gym.
She was really pretty, he couldn't lose this chance.
Even after 50 push-ups and 10 laps around the gym, he still couldn't forget about her.

Once the class was over, he headed towards to showers.
After relaxing with really cold water, he took the best deodorant and parfume he had and sprayed him with it.
He combed his afro, put on his tracksuit and snickers and grabbed his golden colored glasses, walking quickly towards the cafeteria.
He took out a few coins and inserted them in the machine, he chose a Sprite and a Coca.

He waited for her with both beberages on his hands.

[Owlflight]

Tara practically counted the seconds during chemistry. It was already her least favourite class, and the knowledge that she'd be meeting Johnnie at lunch made it all the worse. When the bell finally rang, she practically flew from her seat and out the door. The girl didn't even put her headphones in--she was too excited for music at the moment. Tara stopped by the girls' bathroom for a moment to make sure her hair and makeup were still alright. What am I doing? she asked herself suddenly. I've never really cared about stuff like that before. . . . Shaking her head, the girl walked out of the bathroom and into the cafeteria.

Tara saw Johnnie standing by the soda machine, just like she'd said. She smiled as she approached him. "Hey there!" she exclaimed. "How was PE?"

[John Torque]

Johnnie saw Tara approaching him and he smiled.
"Hi Tara!" he said as he handed her the drink.
"I bought you...well... A Sprite Light, maybe you want to keep your shape" he blushed.
"PE? Damn, that thing was toughie today! I did around 50 push ups and 10 laps, non-stop! I was more sweaty than a fat boy on a sofa" he said laughing.

"What about you?"

[Owlflight]

Tara couldn't help but laugh. "I'm not the type to count calories, but I do love Sprite. Thanks." She accepted the soda gratefully. As it happened, Sprite was one of her favourite beverages. Lucky guess, huh? Then she grinned. "Really? 50 push-ups and ten laps would've probably killed me. Look at you, Mr. Athletic!" The girl playfully poked him in the chest. "Chem was... Well, y'know. Awful. The way I see it, this whole 'science' thing is pretty useless. I mean, I won't need to know about Gas Laws when I get into Art Institute of Chicago, right?" Tara had turned slightly as she spoke, scanning the cafeteria for some good seating. There was an empty table towards the back corner that looked like a good spot to settle.

"Come on," she said with a smile, "let's go grab a seat over there!" Without really thinking about it, Tara grabbed Johnnie's hand and began to lead the way.

[John Torque]

Johnnie blushed when she grabbed his hand but he overcame it quickly.
As they sat down, he quickly glanced at the menu above the cafeteria's counter.
He couldn't help but letting out a laughter. "2X1 pizza? Don't make me laugh, maybe one of the sides has a mortal disease, but meh. I'll get it anyways." John gently kissed her hand and walked to the counter.
He got his wallet out, it was as dry as a desert, not even a single penny.
"I knew i shouldn't have wasted all my money on that ice cream."

John approached the cook and winked at her. "Look, it's my first date, do you mind if i pay you tomorrow?" he asked embarrassed. The cook nodded and gave him the two slices of pizza.

John walked back to the table and sat down.
"Hope i don't die by eating this. Ok, so tell me. What do you like to do and what would you want to be?"