the names tag.... lazer tag (addie)

[Grav]

grav stood at the threshold for the school cafeteria. he had learned the hard way that leaving at lunch is alot harder here than at his previous school. so it looks like its either brown baggin it or he had to eat the dreaded school food [glow=red,2,300]DUN DUN DUNNN[/glow]

grav hated school food. with a flying passion. he hated the texture the taste, or lack thereof, and worst of all, he hated the people involved in school cafeterias. he hated the nerdy kids that bought lunch here. he hated the jock kids that dominated the cafeteria, he hated the fact that he was trying not to kick their ass cuz he didnt want to show what he was capable of quite yet. but most of all he hated the cafeteria lunch ladies.

when he was a kid in grammar school grav had a bad experience... a really bad experience.... one he wouldnt like to discuss.... not even in his head..... yeah he went there.....

grav made the dreaded walk into the flourecent, people ridden, lunch lady monitored, rank smelling room. he walked straight up to the counter got the least gross looking thing he could possibly find and went to go pay for it. as he made his way to the register he noticed out of the corner of his eye, a girl, a cute girl, a girl he could possibly like alot she was struggling to find a place in line. he heard her say something about needing to get food quick and not having time to wait in line right now.

nobody seemed sympathetic enough to let her in line before them. except grav. grav new that the first thing about girls you need to know if you want to get alot of them, is you need to be nice and help them when they need it.

"hey! hey you! why dont you cut in front of me"

he heard moans and complains from the line then proceeded to smile and give them all the finger as she went to pay for her food

grav heard the lunch ladies clap and cheer. apparently grav gave up something by helping out this poor girl. he pieced together it was tickets of some kind and moved closer to see what they were.

he read them and they clearly said

"lazer arena lazer tag"

grav was disappointed. lazer tag sounded like fun and it seemed that she got two tickets for her and somebody of her choosing. well there goes that idea of having a chance to do something fun in this town.

[Addie]

Why was she there? As a guest for a club, or at least a group of people that ate in the home economics room. Although they weren't an official club, they were basically one.. Just no approval. It was a group dedicated to sewing clothes and costumes,so obviously Addie was there for a reason. Wearing homemade clothes, that looked rather good. Oh yes. She was their guest, so it was fun. PLUS FRIENDZIES! That was just awesome. After a free period before lunch with the girls, Addie decided to grab some grub from the cafeteria. KIND OF IN A RUSH... But it was crowded. She had her food, needed to be paid for. DAMMNNNNN....


Sighing, Addie headed towards the end of the line.

FML! OTL...

It wasn't until a young man offered her a place in front of him. Smile she took it, why pass up such an awesome opportunity? "Thanks." She grinned before walking up to the cash register to pay. OUT OF NO WHERE the lunch ladies started to clap as she handed her tickets. WTF? Wide eyed, the brunette saw such a marvelous thing..

LAZER TAG BITCHES!


O___O For two?

OSOM!


Looking over her shoulder with a devious smirk plastered from ear to ear. She turn to least the line with her tickets and nom noms. Motioning for the guy to meet her to the side after he paid. OH yes, boy was in for some trouble now. Sitting on the top of a table, she was invading the space of some angry looking jocks. Although they were pretty normal looking compared to people from her last high school. weak. lololz.

"Oi, wanna lazer tag with me after school?" She'd smile at him. "By the way, the name is Addie. Nice to meetcha."

[Grav]

grav was very confused after joining the strange girl atop the jocks table. although he applauded her having the balls to sit on the jocks table. not at the table but ON the table. something he thought he shoulda done at some point.... oh well.

he gave "addie" a smile

"nice to meetcha girly the names grav"

he wasnt sure if this was a joke. she didnt even know him and he didnt even know her. why would she want him to go laser tagging? unless..... thats it! she wanted him. she was asking him on a date. and she was pretty cute so grav thought why not?

"id love to my dear" he sent her a joyous charming smile.

"should i meet you here at say.... 7? and we can walk to the arena?

grav had it all planned out. he would go with her to laser tag, put the moves on her, then by the end of the night they would be in bed together. it was perfect and what else did he have to do on a tuesday night?

[Addie]

She'd smile, looking at all the unhappy people, merely waving at them. Yes, she hadn't a care in the world. It was Addie, she didn't care about a lot. >__> and when she did, run? lest yeh wish to face she who yells just a little too much. Turning back to the stranger, she'd grin a little. pearly whites~~.......girly? Did he really just call her that? Scowling a little, the brunette turned her blue gaze to the floor. her legs swinging too and fro.

"Tonight at seven? sounds good to me Gravie."

Smirking a little, she'd slide off the table and onto her feet. Heading towards the door, she turn, walk backwards for a bit and wave. "See you later Gravey!" Turning, she'd continue walking. BACK TO FASHION!! -______- stupid men. Always with the girly. NOT EVERYONE IS GIRLY!!! -rage rage rage-

She'd attend the club, head back home after lunch, crash on the couch, get up, realize it had only been ten minutes... followed by hours of furiously trying to fall asleep and channel surfing. THERE WAS NOTHING ON DURING THE DAY! CRIME DRAMAS AND SOAP OPERAs. WHAT A WORLD TO LIVE IN. ;w; SO, she'd end up watching episode after episode of CSI: Cirme Scene Investigation. All that she managed to gather was: it was in Vegas, eklie was a jerk, and Gil was rad. NOT THAT SHE WAS PAYING ATTENTION.

Teeth and hair brushed, clothes changed, tickets and wallet tucked in the pockets of her black shorts, which were hidden away by the little black dress she was wearing. Black dress, with a golden yellow ribbon on the front, white puffy sleeves. thigh high white stockings, knee high black boots. She was dressed in such a boring way, in her oppinion. Alhough, blame could be placed on the fact it was laundry day. YEP. not the nap attempts of CSI.

She was dressed and ready to go! Grabbing her bike, she'd head outside and peddle like her life depended on it. Speeding past cars and people. She was rushing.. >__>;;; a little late. NO BIG, RIGHT? She'd get there, just not on time.