Hallway Encounters

it's sort of a short story and......you know what? i suck at this so...... why dont you just read it?

 

 

"Bloody hell!  I swear if that bloody woman gives us any more assignments, i will not hesitate to kill her", William Pearson said, his Brittish accent becoming more pronounced wgen he spoke about Mrs.Petrecheller, his History teacher.

"Dude, relax.....you're scary looking when you're mad..... even more then usual", Blake Presscott grinned at his friend as he flipped his book into the air.

"Do you know something Blake?". Will asked, readjusting his grip on his bag and glaring at his grinning-like-an-idiot friend.

"Actually, no i don't but feel free to enlighten me"

" You are a real piece of......"

"Art ?"

"S**t"

"Hey, that's not true!"

"Yes, it is!"

"No, it isn't. I am a very gallant and kind and...."

While Will tried to tune out Blake's annoying voice, he realise their other friend was very quiet. Usually, he would have asked them to shut the hell up.

"Jake, you do realise we're still here, rite?", Will asked their tall,green eyed,brown haired friend who had this dreamy look on his face.

"Huh ? You guys were here all along ?", Jake asked them snapping out of his thoughts.

"I told ya we should remind him that we're here every two seconds", Blake said. "i'm guessing...actually....i know he's thinkin of a particular red head who's in Pemberley".

Will couldn't agree more with Blake...only in this case. Jake has been thinkin of Blaise ever since he laid eyes on her. Before Jake could come up with a snity comment, they heard someone screaming.

"Quick,let's hide here and see what's goin on", Blake whispered as he crouched down behind a pillar.

The tree of them peeked out from thier hiding place and saw Blaise chasing Cody down the hallway.

 "CODY!!!", she screamed after him and cornered him as he paused to catch his breath.

Blaise's red hair was wet and it hung loosely around her face. She wore a black halter top with jeans and her feet were bare.

"Is anyone having warm and fuzzy thoughts now?", Blake asked his friends.

Jake didn't seem to want like taking off his gaze from Blaise and Will was looking at Blake with an annoyed expression. Blake shurugged and they turned thier attention back to Blaise and Cody.

"You better give me the film back or i'll wont be nice", Blaise spat out.

Cody snorted and said "No way.The film and the camera is mine. Plus, i am the school's photographer so i have the right to take anyone's picture".

"Oh yeah? But not a freakin picture of me when i am in the bloody shower", Blaise screeched, giving Cody a punched for every word. He grunted and slumped onto the cold gravestone. Jake wanted to go and punche Cody in the guts for taking a picture of her in the shower but Blaise is doing rather well on her own. 

"Now, can I have the film, Cody?", she asked and when he gave it to her, she gave him one last kick.

Blake came out from where he was crouching and slid his arm around Blaise's waist.

"Why dont you give it to me so that i can see the pictures ? ", Blake asked her.

"Or....i could give you a kick in your guts and you can spend two years at the hospital ?", she said sweetly.

Blake removed his arm from her waist. " Is anyone else having painful and cruciating thoughts now ?", he asked. Will rolled his eyes and dragged Blake to the dinning hall.

Jake stood there not knowing what to say as Blaise locked eyes with him.He was about to leave when he seemed tounge tied.

"Jake?", his name rolled off her tounge.

"Erm....do you think you can get rid of this ?", she asked, handing him the roll of film. "I don't trust anyone else with it".

"Sure"

The silence stretched between them.

"Blaise....do you think maybe we could....", he trailed off.

Her eyes lit up with anticipation. "We could what ?"

"Watch a movie or something this Friday", Jake asked.

The few moments she took to answer seemed like years.

"I'd love to....see ya at eight ?", she asked, chewing her bottom lip.

"ok...yeah...sure", Jake smiled at her retreating figure.

He plopped himself down beside Will and Blake and watched them stuff lasagna in thier mouths.

Blake looked at Jake's dreamy smile and asked Will, "Do you think he's having warm and fuzzy thoughts now ?".

Will muttered something Mrs.Petrecheller would have scolded him for and hit his face on the table. 

 

 

Author's Note

Please tell me what you think.