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 Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 11:52 am
Sheldon frowned as a small group of loud Crystal girls slowly made their way past him, gossiping about who knows what and laughing every few seconds. His thumb brushed against the controls to his iPod, turning up the volume in an attempt to drown out their giggles as well as the rest of the busy street he had found himself on. With his few weeks of having to walk everywhere, he had gotten pretty good at aimlessly wandering.
His yellow eyes glanced into the next window he passed, another clothing store like the last few and probably the rest that were coming up on the long stretch of buildings. There was probably a coffee shop at the end of it, he mused to himself as he shoved his hands back into the pockets of his SHP jacket.
School had been a drawl, like always, but having missed a few days being bed ridden [or more of being fussed over by his mother] with cracked and bruised ribs and a mild concussion from his late night run in with Wolframite, he needed to make up a few tests here and there .... and please his mother. One of his hands had pulled out of its pocket again to scratch at the bandages under his shirt that still covered his torso. His lip was still also healing, sporting a small split.
Sheldon sighed tiredly as he turned a corner [yup, there was a coffee shop], unsure of where it was leading him but not really caring.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 12:54 pm
Ungh, Crystal Academy girls. Such annoying, obnoxious examples of femininity. Fortunately, they walked right past the shop which one Ellie Spectre had been in. Crystal Academy girls weren't exactly the types to go shopping in a skateboarder store. Only once the coast was clear did the girl exit the shop with a plastic bag hanging from her wrist. There was an awesome sale today, and since the weather was warming up lately, it seemed like a good time to buy some new skater shorts.
Skater shorts were so much better than regular girl shorts. Regular girl shorts practically hugged onto the a** cheeks in comparison to the loose structure of the classic skater shorts.
Since she had come straight from Meadowview, Ellie was still in uniform. She couldn't stop by the house first, since the moment she entered the house, ********* was there, insisting that she go out and start patrolling. She really wished her mother would let her wear the optional shorts under the skirt, but nooooooo. Mom insisted she wear the skirt and no shorts. It was the way it was intended was always the explanation Mom gave.
With her shopping done, the blonde rounded past the coffee shop, ready to head home for her daily torture. Yet, as she was walking towards and past the coffee shop, someone with pale green hair caught her eye.
"Hey, Hobbes!!!" she shouted, waving her arm in an exaggerated fashion before jogging over to him. The cat could wait.
When she was right in front of him, she extended a fist in greeting. "Sup my man?!" she asked before adding on "Ya jus' get out from Shlip?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 1:33 pm
The blonde's initial calls didn't register with Sheldon at first and continued to meander down the street, not with the bass pumping into his ears and his mind occupied elsewhere - like how the bandages near his collar bone were really itchy now. Then she was suddenly in front of him, making him stop quickly and in surprise, her fist level with his chest and .... saying something.
Sheldon blinked and stared at the offered greeting at first then pulled an ear-bud off, the faint beating of the Kooks filling the air. "Huh?" He asked at first, returning the fist bump to her at least, knowing full well that it was her usual greeting now. "I couldn't hear you." He explained, palming his listening device from his pocket and pausing it with a simple click.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 2:01 pm
"You."
She paused and grabbed the collar of his jacket, ruffling it out a bit.
"Shlip."
She let the collar of the jacket go.
"Ya jus' come from there?"
She flashed her teeth in that cheeky little grin she had from time to time. "...but seriously... how ya been, Hobbes? Did you and yer neighbor beat the hell outta SSC3 yet?" SSC3 standing for Super Steal Car 3, the game she had stood in line at midnight to get.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 10:48 pm
"Oh." He blinked again, paying no mind to the attention his lapel had just received - really, the way those things were tailored and pressed, it would pop back into place with little effort.
Sheldon broke into a lopsided grin, "Yeah, had to go today." An added sigh for effect. "You too?" He asked, amusement in his tone as he gestured to her own school uniform. She looked ... well, less than her usual punk-ish self at least; and he noticed she didn't wear those shorts a lot of girls tended to wear when he was going to that school.
To her next question, Sheldon stifled another yawn as one hand idly scratched at his chest. "Can't complain, usual nothing going on." He replied, "I got through the game at least, Shawn is still grinding away at unlocking all the achievements." The lanky boy really could care less of getting every single little point in games just as long as he got through them with a decent amount of items and the like... and didn't die every now and then, setting him back.
"How about yourself, Ellie?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 11:39 pm
"Oh yeah, I was totally at Shlip t'day!" Her sarcasm was evident, but nothing bitter or angry. If anything, it was just silly. Unlike the green haired boy's grin, her own was perfectly balanced on her face.
"Naw... I was at school. Been kept kinda busy lately, so I figgered I'd take a break and get myself somethin' fer th'upcomin' warm weather." There was no break long enough to compensate for the frustrations of dealing with that defective cat at her house.
As if she could read his mind (oh she wished she could read minds at times), she mentioned "I don't have th'shorts 'cause my mom won't let me." Her golden eyes rolled slightly, thinking of the household rules tyrant. With a small snort, she exclaimed "Moms, am I right?" Ellie's stance on mothers was obvious. She clapped her hand on his shoulder, as if encouraging him to agree with her stance.
One thing managed to get a decent laugh out of the tomboy. "Oh god! Shawn's an achievement whore?!" It made sense, but it didn't mean she still couldn't be amused. She leaned forward and pressed her hands on her thighs as she let out a few hearty laughs. In her amusement, Ellie had to ask the question which established how bad of an achievement whore someone was. "He rent Avatar, th'last Airbender t'get th'easy achievements?" Jared had not done this, but he had informed Ellie of this little tidbit when it came to deciding how bad an achievement whore someone was.
A few more hars and the blonde was done, standing herself back up and rubbing her hand at her eyes. "Well, as I said before, I've been kept pretty busy lately. Been doin' lots of errands fer my parents and stuff."
Yeah, stuff being the whole Sailor Scouting thing with an annoying tailless cat barking out commands.
Shrugging the thought away, she asked "So, ya 'ere fer somethin' in particular?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 8:01 pm
Sheldon made a face, more of scrunching his nose but with his cheery grin, at her sarcastic comment. It would have been a moment to stick out one's tongue, but he really wasn't that sort of guy.
"They can tend to be kind of ... eh," he sighed and held in a wince from her pat on his shoulder by diverting his focus to the sky above as his own thoughts drifted to the thoughts of his maternal parental unit. Especially the last few days, even the last few years. But he still adored his mother like he did as a child, just not as openly and obviously.
His gaze fell back level to watch her howling with laughter, quirking an eyebrow and wondering how it was really that funny. Sure, it was a little pathetic to do something but really not that hysterical. Sheldon shrugged even though she wouldn't see it, "I don't think he's gone that far... but I wouldn't put it past him really." The teen didn't really know how vast Shawn's collection was, just knew it maybe was up to par as Sheldon's own .... but Sheldon didn't own most of the 'kiddie' games since they didn't interest him too much.
He shifted his stance in silence as she righted herself up, "stuff," he parroted with a mild curiosity to why there was an emphasis on such a word. If Ellie chose to divulge, than so be it. "I'm just wandering around, 'vbeen finding myself doing that these days." He answered soon after.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 1:51 am
"Good... he ain't th'desperate nerd then!" she stated plainly as Sheldon vouched for his neighbor. However, the tomboy then laughed and added "Would'a had t'beat him up th'next time I saw him if he was that sort." She was obviously joking. It was the way she smiled that gave it away.
She spun around so she was facing the same direction as the older boy before repeating "Yeah, stuff!" Again, there was no explanation, but the vague term. It wasn't like he needed to know about all the rainbows and sparkles in her life these days. Now that she was facing the correct direction, she began to wander forward a bit, pushing the plastic bag up her arm before sticking her arms out like a child pretending to be an airplane.
"If yer wanderin' 'round... I ain't 'bout t'make ya stop what ya were doin'! Come on!"
Apparently she was going to tag along for a bit.
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 6:46 pm
He didn't press the issue, if she wasn't than he wouldn't. So Sheldon watched her, hands back in pockets, as she made her way past him with arms spread out. It seemed like an odd idea of hers, to follow him around. What could seem so appealing in that? [and oh how he hoped he wouldn't have to think of things to talk about ... much less talk all too much.]
"If you really want to," Sheldon shrugged taking the hint to pick up his feet and lead the way the rest of the way down the street. "We'll need to make a quick stop first though," he explained as the pair neared the next street corner and waited for the light. Well, the stop if they could find what he was looking for, which seemed to hopefully to be found in the next few blocks before they hit residential areas.
Thankfully, after crossing the street, a store in mind came upon them in a few short strides and Sheldon wordlessly made his way into the small Mini-Mart that was situated next to an equally small flower store. He left Ellie to her own devices as he made his way to the counter, wallet already out. "Luckies," he told the cashier sliding his ID on the counter-top and began to riffle through his bills for the necessary amount of cash.
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 11:08 pm
Ellie slowed her imaginary airplane pace so that Hobbes could catch up, then eventually lead the way. When he was next to her, she tucked her arms back against her side and laughed.
"Funny thing actually! I hate airplanes!" She grinned as if it wasn't a big deal, but the reality was it was a very major fear of hers. She didn't want her actual anxiety to be a big deal though, so she did what any guy usually would do. They'd ignore it and pretend that fear wasn't there. The tomboy's thumbs hitched themselves along the waistband of her skirt, momentarily seeking some sort of belt loop, but failing to find one.
Oh, right, school uniform, DUH!
Since there was no belt loop to be found, the arms soon enough hung down loose by her side again. "Quick stop... oh, okay! Whatever..." Her shoulders rolled into a loose shrug as she merely just followed along. It wasn't hard to figure out what he was getting when they got to their momentary destination. However, there was something that caught her eye behind the counter.
"...f*ck..."
She pushed her face against the plastic sneeze guard at the snack bar. They had nachos.
And Ellie, unfortunately, spent the last of her money (for today) on her shorts.
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 6:33 pm
The blonde's nacho craving didn't go unnoticed. The guy behind the counter kept his one hand on the pack of Sheldon's cigarettes like a trap, which included his ID which had been neatly placed on top of the cardboard. He was giving Sheldon a look of many questions, ones such as is she with you? and are you going to be nice and get her something? and so on. He hadn't even rung the green haired teen for his cigs yet.
This was how Sheldon became aware, having still been filing through his bills for something low. Hearing no amount given, he looked up, caught the look and then looked over to where Ellie had her face pressed against the plastic guard... eying the food. His shoulders sagged and he did a double take, looking at the cashier and the blonde to his side. This was all just daring him to ask, "Ellie ... did you .. want something...?" His question was still calm and dull even though deep down he really really hope she didn't. [didn't she have her own money? though... she had gone shopping before she caught up with him. damn]
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 7:58 pm
The girl hadn't even bothered to pull her face away as she responded, her nose squishing rather in a funny pig-nose imitation. She was too busy oggling the nachos. They even had jalapenos. JALAPENOS FOR GOODNESS SAKES!!
"Yeah, I want somethin'..." This was a fact, the tomboy wasn't going to deny the fact she wanted something.
"I ain't got th'money though, so I guess I ain't gettin' it..." This was also a fact. Where some girls would bat their eyelashes and try to weasel their way into getting something they wanted, Ellie didn't play that way. If she had money, great, she could buy nachos! If she didn't, then sucked for her, she'd have to wait until next time.
It didn't mean she had to stop keeping her face pushed up against the sneeze guard like she was trying to imitate a sucker fish in a fish tank.
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 10:46 pm
He figured she wasn't the kind of girl to play up the act and get guys to pay for things, given how she was with the checks at Denny's. Not to mention her own explanation, there was no hint of 'woe is me' at all. Just facts. The guy at the counter didn't seem to realize this, however, and still insisted on holding his items hostage.
Sheldon pushed his lips together, trying his best to give the cashier the stink eye but failed in his miserable attempts, looking all the more lazy than actual glaring. He glanced at Ellie and her sucker fish impression, "you're getting them," he mumbled and pulled out a few more bills from his wallet and placed them on the counter. "Tell the guy what you want on them," he for one just wanted to get out of there and this seemed the only way.
And who could say no to a sucker fish face? It was amusing.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 2:30 am
Her eyes blinked in complete surprise, and with a slight popping noise, she pulled her face away from the plastic guard. Her eyes fell upon the boy she knew.
"Th'f*ck?!" was about as much of a question as she'd ask, eyes narrowing before sneaking a look at the cashier. What was with the look that the cashier was giving them?
Ellie could have argued with Hobbes over the ordeal. She was very tempted to. Nachos, however, were insisting she do something else instead.
"I'm payin' ya back next time I see ya." Just like how he was giving her no choice on getting the nachos, she was giving him no choice about paying him back. With a lazy glance back to the cashier, she just stated "Put everythin' on 'em." It wasn't like these were those atrocious dessert nachos you could get from Denny's. There was no risk of getting anything sweet and smothering it over the delicious that was nacho cheese.
Even though she was getting the nachos, and the cashier was only doing his job, Ellie couldn't help giving him the stink eye. Her green-haired companion might not have been able to get the point across with a glance, but the tomboy had obviously mastered the art of stink eyes.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 11:35 pm
Cashier guy seemed satisfied, perhaps even a little triumphant from his actions and didn't seem to be phased by either of their glares - more in the case of Ellie's, as Sheldon's was just pathetic. The carton of cigarettes and ID were finally released and the nachos were collected with an array of toppings piled on the small stack of chips. It took a few good minutes for the monstrosity to be created, all the while Sheldon snatched his driver's license back and put it in his wallet.
"If you really want to," Ellie repaying him wasn't much of an issue, it wasn't like it was a huge amount; especially with his halted use of the transit system giving him a bit more spending money each week. He added his now customary shrug with the response but figured she would find a way to get the money back to him.
Cashier guy returned, the cardboard boat filled to max capacity and slide it carefully across the counter in the blonde's direction, rattling a number to Sheldon for pay. Money exchanged and cigarettes in hand, the green haired boy exited the store with Ellie in tow. Not two seconds out, the carton was already opened and his Pacman lighter was pulled from his inner blazer pocket (he couldn't have his cigs at school sure, but he still always kept his lighter) to light the stick.
Down the street they continued, a rather large park in view - one of the largest in the city - sporting a jungle gym, a half basketball court, picnic area all centered around a three tiered fountain.
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