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Post by Theo Clarkson on Feb 3, 2009 18:09:39 GMT -5
Theo walked into the place called Friendly’s well there was one thing wrong with this place the waiters were nothing near to friendly they were rude and mean. After being placed a seat for one person maybe two but it was only going to be him. He sat down taking his the menu without giving her time to move away. “Veggie burger no cheese, fries, and a berry soda” he said not looking up at her. The waiters looked a little shock that knew him what he wanted that fast. Theo handled his menu back at her.
She took it and then moved off. Theo did really carry to look around at the people her since he could hear girls talking a boys talking about what girl they like. Such a waste of time, it seemed that every girl here was a cheerleader or a bitch and every boy hear was a jock or a jerk in the end the whole school was just a bunch of rich popular kids. Now where did Theo fit into this he didn’t even know? He was that 1% of other kids but his kind was more that he didn’t want to talk to anyone else.
He was fine sitting by himself he rested his back against the booth and looked down at a spot on the other side. Theo spilled off his hooded letting his hair fall down in front of his face. He shook his head lightly and then moved it too the side off his face. Theo was wearing a black zip up sweatshirt, black t-shirt with a white design that you couldn’t see. He had black tight jeans and vans nothing to different from that kind of outfit. He liked the color back and didn’t mind if people thought he was emo if people were going to call him that then he was going to put them in a group too. It was only right.
Theo looked up as his waiter came back with his berry soda. Theo just gave a small nodded and then took a sip of it. He didn’t know why some girl found it interested with the guy that didn’t speak much but he could hear voice and eyes looking at him. Theo didn’t want the attention he just wanted to eat and then go easy and simple there was no one here that was interesting and Theo figured he would never find anyone interesting ever again.
He sighed and took a long sip of his drink the berry flavor taste good. They seemed to put more ice into the drink but there was too much. Maybe they only bought a certain amount and didn’t think that anyone would really ever want to drink it. He was kind of upset by it but didn’t show it on his face. Why was he going to by something that didn’t ever go right with the price he was buy for it. Theo let out a small sigh and pushed the drink away from him.
It was right after 12 o’clock he wondered if that’s why there were a lot of teenagers around. Then again it as a Saturday so it was the weekend, there seemed to be more people around then on the school days. Theo wondered where he should go for a job he didn’t need the money but he didn’t want anyone else to know that. The school Theo went to was all rich kids but he didn’t want anyone to know that. Theo rather just be know and the emo, doesn’t talk to anyone poor guy. He moved over and took another sip from his drink.
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Post by Allegra Peters on Feb 3, 2009 19:01:16 GMT -5
 YOU HAVE NEVER MADE SENSE TO MESTATUS, completed WORD COUNT, four-hundred fifty LOOKS, right hereNOTES, sorry, hope i gave you enough to work with!
It was really the first time she had wandered off campus. A little less than a month at Minute Hill and this had been the first time she’d really taken the time to explore the town. Allie had come alone; there wasn’t many options for someone to tag along with. At least in her book. She had felt odd, catching the bus as the corner, taking the five minute ride into the heart of the small town alone. Even for a Saturday, the place was bustling. She hadn’t failed to pick out several familiar faces from school, a boy in her Algebra class, a group of girls that sat in front of her during choir. They might not have recognized the short red-head, but she had known who they were. Typical.
The bus ride had been several hours ago, and since then Allegra had spent time patrolling the sidewalks. And now, just a little past twelve o’clock, the girl was contemplating finding her way back to the bus stop. That was before her stomach had reminded her of the time.
She had found stumbled into the restaurant on a whim, the closest food joint she could have found. Friendly’s. The handle cool beneath her fingers, Allie pushed open the glass door and almost automatically regretted it. The place hardly seemed busy, but the loud chatter could have fooled everyone. Allie reached up to smooth her hair back, quickly grasping the strap of her tote bag slung over her shoulder. Letting the door close softly behind her, she stood for a moment, watching.
She felt stood, standing there to survey the room. There was a mess of people her own age, many of them most likely people she went to school with as well. Allegra dropped her eyes away from the group quickly, looking again for a sign of a waitress. No one. She would have turned and left then, but the almost audible growl of her stomach pushed her a few steps further into the dining room.
With a short sigh, Allie glanced again to the large group of teenagers, then retreated to the far side of the room. The girl hadn’t spared a glance at the dark-haired boy, consumed in his meal, as she quickly took a seat at the table behind him. At least she wasn’t the only one who would be eating alone today… Allegra settled into her chair, stretching her legs out quickly and doing her best to relax. There was no demand to rush through a meal, wasn’t there a way she could force herself to enjoy a little time off?
She set her bag down, looking up again for a waitress. Nothing. Her stomach let out another low rumble. Perfect…
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Post by Theo Clarkson on Feb 4, 2009 13:04:04 GMT -5
Looking around he noticed another girl walk in just taking what she looked like he could figured that she didn’t hang out with the people around here. She was also younger a freshmen he would guessed. Theo looked back down at his ice drink what was the point of drinking it. When he saw his wasters walked by him, Theo looked put she looked to be either interested in him or scared to death either one he asked for another drink expect no ice. Theo watched as she grabbed the drink and went back in the kitchen if she wasn’t going to be nice to him why did he have to be nice to her.
Theo nodded lightly as she brought it back to him he took a sip out of it and then watched as his food came next. He looked at everything making sure didn’t the give him a burger when he wanted a veggie burger. He didn’t like eating meat. Never did most people in his town didn’t eat meat either. You had those people that loved animals but then they go and eat a steak. If they loved animals they would have been eating something different.
He sprayed some salt on his fries ok it was lot of salt but he couldn’t help it he loved salty things and spies thing. Nothing that had no taste he loved tasting food all around the world trying new things when ever he got the chance. It wasn’t anything bad. He usually tasted the different kinds of fruit it wasn’t like he was eating dog or anything.
Suddenly he felt something hit his head. Theo looked down at the chicken finger one of the jerks at the table thought it would be funny to throw food at the emo kid. Theo shook his head and fixed his hair. He really didn’t care and showed no emotion to it. Instead he just bit into his burger the kid didn’t look happy he probably want to start a fight but Theo wasn’t really interested in it.
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Post by Allegra Peters on Feb 4, 2009 19:31:01 GMT -5
YOU HAVE NEVER MADE SENSE TO MESTATUS, completed WORD COUNT, three hundred and seventy-five LOOKS, right hereNOTES, nothing at the moment
She had been fidgeting with the strap of her purse when she had heard the click of heels on the tile floor. Allegra sat up, glancing over her shoulder to see a waitress delivering another soda to the lone, dark-haired young man behind her. Allie waited for a moment, clearing her throat before she sat up. “Excuse me?” She offered politely, motioning of the young woman. The girl’s stomach gave an uncomfortable flip flop.
“Could I get a salad please?” She asked quickly. There hadn’t been a menu to order off of, but it only seemed that her meal option was a typical occurrence. She did her best to smile, pushing a strand of red hair from her face. The waitress gave a stiff response, scribbling down her order quickly and turning to shuffle off to the kitchen. Allegra sunk back down into her small booth, crossing and uncrossing her feet under the table. The group of teenagers across the room only seemed to get louder and she gave a short sigh. Patients had always been something the girl had been gifted with.
She thought of home for a moment, of her little sister and just how she had learned to take a deep breath and turn away from the whole situation. Growing up, it had always been expected that she be tolerant… Allie had learned early on her mother and father never took well to the whole idea of “bickering siblings.” She gave another quick sigh, pushing her purse off her lap and onto the plastic bench beside her. It was the same situation here, a deep breath and doing one’s best to ignore the commotion.
But it wasn’t until a chicken tender ricocheted off her shoulder and tumbled across the table in front of her that she felt the annoyance set in.
The girl sat up quickly, turning around with a creak of her chair. The dark-haired boy behind her hadn’t seemed to move an inch and she watched the back of his head with regarding eyes. Glancing at the group across the room and back again, Allie could only furrow her eye brows.
“Did you throw that at me?” She asked after a moment, the question directed to her quiet neighbor.
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Post by Theo Clarkson on Feb 4, 2009 20:30:07 GMT -5
Theo bit into his burger and continues eating it. He was thinking about anything just his meal he did happened to watch the waiter scribble something down but that wasn’t because of him that was the brown hair girl who order a salad. Why did girls always have to order the on a menu it made no sense to him. Maybe it was the fact that they didn’t want to look like a pig eat a burger or a whole pizza but eating a salad made it looked like you were snobby and couldn’t eat anything else but that.
What did he care? He leaned into his seat and picked up a French fry slipping into his mouth tastes mostly the saltiness. He wondered if he would die an early gave with eating all this salt. That was what most people told him. Theo didn’t stop he just continued to put more salt.
He happened to be hearing someone take to him about a chicken finger. He didn’t know he had hit the girl. “Sorry but those jerks over there throw it at my head and I was the one who flick it didn’t mean to hit you” he said in a calm tone. He seemed to get the tension of the jerks who throw it at him. The room seems to get quiet since they stop talking. Theo didn’t mind he took a sip of his drink and looked over at the girl.
Theo got a glimpse of her and then turned back. Without even thinking he spoke this out loud. “You really don’t need to eat that salad, your body look fine with out it why not treats yourself to something better” he said it was kind of a compliment but she could take it either way. Theo went back to eating.
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Post by Allegra Peters on Feb 6, 2009 19:33:00 GMT -5
YOU HAVE NEVER MADE SENSE TO MESTATUS, completed WORD COUNT, two hundred and sixty-four LOOKS, right hereNOTES, sorry about the wait, and the length!
“Sorry but those jerks over there threw it at my head and I was the one who flick it. Didn’t mean to hit you…” Allegra watched as the dark-haired stranger turned around to glance at her. His calm tone wasn’t exactly what she had expected out of the boy. But she knew he was telling the truth. Allie glanced again to the group across the room, quieting down after the reality of the act had set in. She looked back to see the boy take a calm drink of his soda. He didn’t seem fazed by the incident in the least.
“I’m sorry,” she told him after a moment. “I didn’t mean to accuse you… That was awful mean of them.” Allegra reached up to brush her fingers against her cheek. Conversations with strangers were never her strong point, let alone some quite like this. But the mixture of names, faces, and backgrounds that seemed to cycle through Minute Hill seemed endless at times. She had to wander; did she go to school with this boy? He couldn’t have been much older than eighteen.
But when she watched him turn around again, his next comment caught her a little off guard. Had her lunch order come across as some hint of insecurity? Allie felt her cheeks flush then. “I wasn’t thinking about it that way,” she told him, even if the boy had turned his attention back to his own meal. “I… like salad. Is that bad?”
The girl could have mentally slapped herself then, realizing how completely stupid she must have sounded.
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Post by Theo Clarkson on Feb 7, 2009 18:03:22 GMT -5
Theo looked back over at the girl as she said sorry. He lightly shook his head “No it’s fine, I understand why you would storm over here and yell to ask why someone would throw food at you” he said lightly. He looked back at his plate if she was a bit smarter she would have known that he hadn’t had any chicken of his plate and then she would have never made the need to say sorry in the first place. However if Theo decided to say that it was a bit mean to do and he could tell that she was younger. Theo would be pissed of if a guy was being rude to one of his sisters.
Taking a bite out of his burger and now he was turning back he could still see that she was standing there and she was probably thinking of something to say to what he had said about the salad. After hearing what she said he knew that she didn’t get that he was saying she already had a good looking body and decided not to say anything about it. “No one loves to really eat salad but if you say so then I guess you’re the first person I met” he said looking back over at her. He pauses for a second and then spoke again “So salad girl do you want to eat alone or join me?” He was going to let her pick which one and either one he did not mind.
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Post by Allegra Peters on Feb 7, 2009 23:40:19 GMT -5
YOU HAVE NEVER MADE SENSE TO MESTATUS, finished WORD COUNT, three-hundred and forty-six LOOKS, right hereNOTES, nothing at the moment.
Allegra shifted in her chair. She was lucky her cheeks weren’t burning, that she hadn’t subconsciously started biting at her nails. She felt stupid there, turning almost fully around in her chair as she made a futile attempt at conversation with a complete stranger. He seemed like a decent enough boy, he hadn’t completely picked her apart yet. Letting out a long, low breath, she tried her hardest to smile and nod at his comment. “I have never been much of one to yell when I get angry,” she admitted. “But I know what you mean.”
The girl ran a hand over her hair again. She had to wonder exactly how she came across to other people. Did she look and sound as clumsy as she felt? Nothing would have really surprised her. Allie stifled the desire to glance towards the group of teens across the room again. The noise had died down, though she knew it wasn’t worth the energy to scope out the situation. It might have been an odd sight to watch her situation from the outside, this chat between strangers unfolding as it was.
“So salad girl do you want to eat alone or join me?”
At his offer, the girl was taken aback. He was offering her to sit with him? “I guess, if you don’t mind,” she responded after a moment. Allegra stretched out a hand to grab for her purse. The plastic bench creaked as she stood up, carefully pulling herself out of the booth to make her way over to the boy’s table. It might not have been a situation Allie would have caught herself in at home. But this wasn’t home, now was it?
“I don’t mind salad at all,” Allegra told him as she sat down. “So I guess that would just make me weird in your book.” She set her purse down in the seat next to her. This was her first real look at the boy, and it made her wish she was more gifted in the whole social ordeals. “I’m Allie,” she added.
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Post by Theo Clarkson on Feb 8, 2009 0:22:08 GMT -5
Theo nodded to her first when she spoke because he nothing else he needed to say about the food throwing. He didn’t like the guy that had decided to throw food at him and the guy probably didn’t like him either. Why? Theo did not know that reason to why he didn’t think he would ever know the true reason to why someone would throw food at someone else. It also had to be something that came from an animal which Theo never ate animal he took pill for anything that he needed to get from red meat but he just couldn’t deal with eating red meat it made him sick.
“Well of coarse I don’t min, I'm the one that asked you to come sit over, you’re the one who had to make the choice” he said in a calm voice. Well his voice never left being calm he was very friendly to this girl and this was the first time he talks to a girl this long. Well here in this town not where he used to live. To the point he didn’t like talking that much now was because no one was interesting they were all shopping rich people.
He took one of his French fries and placed it in his mouth he chewed it and swallowed before opening his mouth to talk to her. “Now Allie you have no clue what kinds of people I like and to tell you the truth you’re far away from being weird” he said with adding a small smirk. He didn’t smile that much either. Theo took a sip of his drink before giving his name out and as he placed it back down on the table. “I'm Theo” he said looking back up at her.
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Post by Allegra Peters on Feb 8, 2009 15:37:50 GMT -5
YOU HAVE NEVER MADE SENSE TO MESTATUS, finished WORD COUNT, three-hundred and ten LOOKS, right hereNOTES, nothing at the moment.
It felt odd to consider sitting down to a meal with someone she had just met, let alone carry on a conversation with him. But he had offered, Allegra couldn’t see the harm in making an attempt. In the short month she had been here, the girl had already managed to dive head first into her studies. There hadn’t really been time for seeking out the company of others. She figured it was probably best, but how long could a person go without getting caught up in everything else. A short sigh left the girl, too quiet for him to probably hear. This could be nice; this could be something she might enjoy if she gave herself the opportunity.
Allie gave a small smile at his comment. She needed to get herself out of the habit of apologizing. It was something about here that could probably drive anyone crazy. But she appreciated the boy’s calm, patient tone. He seemed to almost be teasing her in a way… Allegra brushed hair from her eyes, looking down at her bag and back up to him. She felt her stomach give another demand for food.
“You’re right,” she told him then. “I don’t have a clue what type of people you like and don’t like… I could imagine that someone throwing food at you wouldn’t rank very high on your list though.” Moments later their waitress appeared. She grimaced at the fact Allegra had moved tables, but set the leafy green salad down in front of the girl, along with a glass of water before retreating again to the kitchen.
Theo. Allie reached for her fork, spearing a crisp green leaf. It wasn’t a name you heard much anymore. She nodded again, before taking a bite, chewing slowly. “Do you go to Minute Hill Prep?” She asked after a moment, taking a sip of water.
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