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 Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 4:06 pm
Connor nodded, trying to halt the warmth that crept into his face from the physical contact. Aware she'd not know where his rarely used locker was, he led her down a nearby hallway and stopped in the center, standing in front of his locker. He had to kneel slightly to comfortably unlock his locker. Opening the locker, a visible mist of dust fell out. It was completely empty aside from a single picture taped in the back and a lone pen. It was of Connor and Nicole, both about fourteen years old. Connor had been wearing an ecstatic grin, both of his arm wrapped around around her waist from behind. Nicole was smiling blissfully, a light blush powdering her cheeks. In the background was an un-kept backyard, a large lake in the distance.
For once, Connor paid little mind to the frozen memory, opting to lean his back against a nearby locker after retrieving the pen. "Here we are. I don't really use my locker."
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 6:08 pm
Emma coughed at the dust and waved it away with her hand. "Geez, I can tell!" she exclaimed as she knelt down to peer into his wasteland of a locker. Her eyes crinkled in a grin when she saw the picture in the back of the locker. "Oh my god, was this you in middle school? You're so CUTE!" she squealed, as she stared at the picture. Emma continued to study the picture and continued to smile. "I can tell that that girl was your girlfriend, how cute," she commented with a far away look. She looked at the picture for a little while longer before handing it back to him. "Well, at least you have one picture in there, but by the end of the year, you'll have so many pictures, you won't know what to do with them!"
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 6:29 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 6:58 pm
Connor chuckled quietly, smiling warmly. Confusion flickered in his eyes for a moment when he noticed the far-away look, tilting his head slightly. His eyes were half-lidded and a somewhat lazy smile crawled upon his face as he relaxed his posture, an odd confidence over-whelming his usual mannerisms momentarily. Though the slightest blush still crept upon his cheeks, he responded with a very warm, somewhat gentle voice. "Hopefully of us."
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 7:25 pm
A blush overcame Emma's face when she heard Con's comment. "O-of course! Heck, I even have a picture of us already, I think," she exclaimed as she started to dig through her bag. "Where is it?" she mumbled as she dug through the depths of her shoulder bag. "GOT IT!" she shouted as she held up the picture like it was the winning lottery ticket. As she grabbed some tape from her bag and knelt down, she stuck the picture to the inside of his locker door. On the picture was the two of them dancing together at the rave, both smiling and both looking like they were having the time of their lives. "My uncle took this last night while he was up at the booth. He left it on my motorcycle this morning with a note saying, "He's a keeper!"" she stated with a laugh at the end as she stared at the picture with a blush.
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 8:03 pm
Connor blinked, freezing for a moment in confusion. He suddenly blushed heavily, resisting the urge to smack himself before she responded. Damnit, did I say that out loud? Regardless, he was rather happy with her response anyway. He opted to just watch her rummage about for a picture with an amused smile on his face, chuckling quietly. So cute. When she found the picture and taped it to his locker, he knelt to match her height best he could and gaze at the picture. Such a great time. It brought that same warm smile back to his face, as he chuckled yet again at her words. "Well, I do hope I'm a keeper." A somewhat goofy grin slithered on his lips as he turned toward her, still knelt around her height. "It's a great picture. Thanks." He truly appreciated it, and his gratitude shone in his voice.
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 8:11 pm
Emma sprang up with a blush on her face. Oh my god, what did he mean by that? she thought, going into panic/crazy mode. She started laughing uncontrollably while scratching the back of her head with her hand. The bell rang, leaving a relieved smile on Emma's face. My escape route! she exclaimed in her head while the inner her jumped around in joy. "W-w-well that's my cue, hahahahahah, uh yeah, see you later!" she stuttered with a goofy smile. As fast as a bullet, she sprinted to her English class, leaving Connor standing in the hall by himself.
Once in class, she lied her head down on the cool desk as thoughts rushed into her head. What's wrong with me? Why do I blush when ever he says something? Why does my heart go crazy when I'm around him? At that thought, she banged her head on the desk, causing everyone to look at her with a questionable look.
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 8:48 pm
Connor blinked, tilting his head to the side in confusion as he stood to his full height. He couldn't help but to follow her quick figure with his confused gaze, shaking his head with a soft chuckle. Cute. Taking one last glance at the picture, he closed his locker and made his way to his own English class. He arrived moments before the bell rang, sitting in the back of his class as he so often did. But he just couldn't wipe Emma from his mind. Even the thought of her caused his heart to skip a beat. Just as well, he subconciously tapped his foot all throughout class to the song Emma had sung at the rave.
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 8:57 pm
"EMMA WATSON!" the teacher shouted at the top of his lungs. Emma sprang her head up from the desk and looked around with an alarmed look while screaming, "OH MY GOD! THE MUFFIN MAN IS HERE TO KILL ME!" The classroom burst out into laughter while the teacher coughed in his hand, trying to hide his laughter. When it finally hit Emma that a giant muffin making man wasn't going to stab her to death with a wooden spoon, she calmed down and patted down her messy hair. "Emma, you fell asleep in class, I don't think I can let that pass next time little missy," the teacher explained as he patted her head with his clipboard. Emma nodded and leaned back in her chair, not saying a word. Before she knew it, the bell had rang and it was time for... "Lunch Time!" shouted a kid as everyone rushed out of the room, wanting to get the best food first. Emma looked around in surprise, wondering how the heck it was lunch time. "I could have sworn this was English class," she stated as she slowly got up, still in shock. "No Emma, this is science, you've just been sleeping through all of the periods so it's gone by faster," the teacher stated with crossed arms. Emma formed her lips in an o and thanked the teacher before heading out to lunch. Time for some good ol' grub, she thought as she patted her belly and brought out a Rockstar from her bag.
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 9:12 pm
Connor was nearly startled by how quickly classes passed by. In what seemed like a mere half an hour, lunch came around. Connor did as he always did, taking an oddly empty table in the center of the cafeteria and drifting into his own little dream-world. Though, that was made more difficult then usual by the fact that he still could not keep that girl off of his mind.
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 9:30 pm
Emma walked down the halls, sipping her Rockstar quietly and thinking of Connor. As she opened the doors to the cafeteria, still thinking about Connor, she accidentally walked into a person, causing them to drop their tray and causing Emma to spill her Rockstar all over her shirt. "Aw man!" she whined as she looked down at her damp shirt with a grimace. She felt a shove on her shoulder and looked up, noticing the tall burly boy that she bumped into. Oh god, the class bully, she thought as she gave him a nervous smile. "H-hi there, um, sorry I bumped into you. I wasn't really..." she was cut off when she was shoved to the ground by the bully and fell into the food that she had accidentally spilled. "Next time, watch where you're going," the bully stated with a laugh as he walked away. Emma almost teared up, her sensitive side almost showing, but blocked it as she only sat in the middle of the floor while everyone laughed at her. Damn...
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 9:42 pm
Connor's eyes drifted open at the sound of a big ruckus in the cafeteria as a bad feeling hit his gut. Standing to his full height, he easily peered over the other students and spotted Emma on the floor and another burly boy walking away. A sudden rage gripped his heart, and he dashed through the crowd of students, leaping across tables at one point. When he reached the scene, he knelt next to Emma and wordlessly lifted her on her feet, letting her go after she'd been steadied and glaring after the boy.
His lips curled upward into a fierce snarl as he shouted out in a coarse voice laced with aggression. "Hey, a*****e. Why don't you get your pansy a** back here and apologize to her."
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 9:57 pm
Emma's eyes widened in surprise as she let out a gasp and covered Connor's mouth with her palm. "Haha H-he didn't mean that," she nervously said as the bully stared at her with a sneer. "W-we'll get going now!"
Emma rushed out of the cafeteria with her hand still on Connor's mouth and hand on his back. Oblivious to the food on her butt she whispered to him, "Are you crazy!? You don't want to be picking a fight with that guy. And besides, I don't want to see you get in a fight with him because of my daydreams."
She looked down and took her hand off his mouth as she thought of how humiliated she was back there. A small sigh emitted from her mouth as she leaned on Connor's chest and closed her eyes. "Anyways, I have my practice uniform in my locker to put on so come with me," she stated with her eyes still closed.
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 10:05 pm
Connor clenched his teeth as he was led away, breathing heavily even as she took her hand off of his mouth. He released a heavy sigh, wrapping his arms around her and closing his eyes. "I'm sorry. I just lost it back there." Keeping a protective hold around her, he spoke softly in an apologetic manner. "You scared me back there." Loosening his hold on her, he sighed again with an apologetic but nonetheless worried look in his eyes. He offered a small smile. "Lead the way."
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 10:12 pm
She opened her eyes slowly and looked up at him with a smile. Quietly, Emma led him to her locker, trying to get the humiliation out of her head. Finally she arrived at her home at school and opened her locker door. As she grabbed her soccer uniform out of her soccer bag, she asked Connor, "So what's on your mind mister?"
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