- - S a s h a -

Having been assured that Ashes would like her, she gave Garret a hopeful nod.

The bus ride was light in conversation, both them attempting to keep the ball rolling while making sure there weren't too many awkward pauses. When their stop came, Sasha followed her hosts' lead and headed off the bus, careful of the steps. Garret asked what movie she'd like to watch, she wasn't sure until she saw what he had but she didn't want to be picky and ruin the afternoon. "Oh um I don't know, maybe something funny? Maybe an anime?" She suggested. They got to his house and he knocked. Soon the door was pulled open to reveal Garret's mother. Sasha's face lit up as she looked to Garret. "O-oh it...it was no trouble, he was great company." She said nervously, suddenly feeling put on the spot. "Th-thank you for having me." She said to his mother as she and Garret headed inside.

Once inside, she took off her shoes to be polite and not make a mess. She noticed Garret looked more nervous than her, which somewhat was a relief which meant she wasn't the only fish out of water. As they headed into the living room, his mother stopped them with one final statement to each of them. She smiled and nodded. "Alright, thank you." She bowed her head a little and gave Garret a bit of a childish grin because he seemed to getting a threat from a spatula. They continued on and she nudged her new friend a little. Upon entering the living room, it seemed they had intruded on the cat lounging on the couch. She smiled a little and waved a hand. "Hello there." She said, trying not to seem like a threat. The cat got down and circled around them, mostly assessing her though.

Garret said Ashes liked her, which was good to hear. "Oh? I'm glad." She crouched down to pet the cat's head gently. Then the girl scratched under its chin lightly. "You're so pretty." She coo'ed and then stood up when Garret asked about what they should do. He then listed off some possible ideas, all of which made her smile. Sasha really wasn't picky and she wasn't too good at making decisions. "Umm well we could look at the fishes now if you want." She shrugged a little, it slowly dawning on her that she had never really been inside a boy's room before. She wasn't too sure what to expect. Her room was her hideaway, she was pretty protective of who went in and touched things. And if Garret was like her, it was sort of a big deal that she could go in and looked around.

The two of them headed off to his room, with Ashes slinking behind them curiously.

"They're really nice." The girl commented as they got to the small aquarium that Garret had in his room. Her eyes looked around at the small fish swimming around. They were different than the ones they had seen at the park the other day. And that was nice because she hadn't seen many fish before so the more varying kinds, the better. She glanced to his bookshelf, unable to help her wandering eye. You could tell a lot about a person by what they read, even for their age. Sasha looked back to Garret and then to his collection of books. "You know we could trade...I mean temporarily." She considered. "We each pick out a book or two and give it to the other and we see what we thought of the recommendation." Sasha explained, wondering if it was something he was up for.

- - D e v o n -

There it was again, that stupid nickname!

Devon made a face and followed Amity all the same. She climbed the fence and soon got over and he did the same, careful not to hit her on the way down. He looked around the well kept scenery. The redhead made another face, hoping he never had to attend such a stuffy school. Middle school was enough for him but in a few months, he'd be in a whole new place with different faces. He wanted to count on the fact that many of his friends would go to the same public high school as him and not some private academy for book sucker and future lawyers and accountants. Urgh. Devon looked to the girl who asked about them having to leave if they were found out. "Heh probably, or worse we might be trapped here forever, forced to learn math equations and stories about dead presidents." He pouted.

Thankfully they had found a large bush to hide behind while they thought about what to do now. Plans weren't his strong suit, he pretty much did whatever he thought would work out presently, who had time to actually think about the future? That was way off in the distance for the sociable boy. "Uhmm...I'm not sure, what about the classrooms? I bet they're just as big as the building itself. I wonder if they have elevators and fancy stuff like that." He said, his eyes gleaming. Then Amy brought up the idea of stealing a textbook which sounded like a great idea to him. He nodded. "Yeah, we can show it off at school and prove we broke in, everyone will think we're so call because we are. None of them would be brave enough to this." He smirked, a surge of a pride coming over him.

Devon then cut himself off as it seemed they had been found out. Rather than wanting to bolt, he wanted to stand his ground. It wasn't fair that their adventure would be cut short. A guard had approached them, demanding a reason for them being around. A few good reasons came to mind but instead, he was yanked up and pulled off. He suddenly found them hiding someplace else, now a small shed. He gave Amity an annoyed look. "I could have gotten us out of there by just saying we were siblings of a student or that we're like here for some special tutor program or that we're children of some teacher." He told Amy. "Whatever." He shrugged and caught his breath. "That was pretty fun though, I'll admit." He said with a tone of cockiness.

Now they had to be more careful.

That wasn't their strong suit apparently. Devon let go of Amy's hand and poked his head around the corner of the shed. It seemed the guard had wandered off to another part of the grounds. "I bet he's talking to his stuffy guard friends about us." He muttered. "Come on." He motioned to the girl and ran over to the nearest building. As soon as he pulled open the door end entered, a strong smell of chlorine entered his nose and he made a gagging sound. "I think we found the pool." He said and led them down a long hall which led to another door. He opened it and saw the pool. Some students were swimming in it while others were diving. The two younger kids hurried along until they got to yet another door and went through it, now out of the gym and recreation area, and in the main part of the school itself. "I wonder where their cafeteria is..." He mused.