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 Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 11:16 pm
"Alright. I've never taught anyone anything but I don't think it would be hard. After all, you want to read." Delilah offered him a small smile. "Do you have paper? We can exchange information."
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 12:28 pm
A quick look through his bag yielded a wide-ruled notebook and two pens, both with blue ink. "Information... like, where we live, right?" He uncapped one of the pens and ripped a blank page out of the notebook, folded the paper in the middle and then tore it carefully down the seam created. On one half, he painstakingly wrote his name. It took an annoyingly long time.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 4:23 pm
"Carlisle," she read out loud. "That's an interesting name." Accepting the other pen and piece of paper, Delilah wrote her own information in rounded, fluid script. It was almost surprising that no flower or heart topped the i. "Do you have any times or days that wouldn't work for you?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 02, 2008 4:02 pm
He turned bright red. "It's mine, anyway," he said quietly, trying to remember how to spell the name of his street. No one had ever commented on his name before- not like he minded, really, or was offended, but it was just weird. "While I'm in school, I guess," he said. It wasn't hard to find someone to take him to the gate to the Liberty Center, after all.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 7:53 pm
Delilah nodded and carefully folded the paper with his address. Almost absently, it developed into a blooming lotus blossom under her nimble, delicate fingers. "We could meet after school," she offered. "I could ask Miss Lindy if there is a room we could use. Perhaps Mr. Shade has something as well. Would that be alright?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 04, 2008 5:12 pm
He almost tore the half of the paper Delilah gave him when his hands clenched shut. "Don't tell them," he said, a little louder than he meant to. "You can't tell anyone." Of course Carlisle didn't know how to read, but he almost thought those teachers liked him! Remembering his manners, he mumbled an apology and added, "But that sounds okay."
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Posted: Thu Dec 04, 2008 8:47 pm
Amazingly, Delilah did not look at all startled by his reaction but continued to regard him with a vaguely sweet, mild expression. "Alright," she agreed. "I'll find us a place without asking them." She paused and considered. "Give me a week please. I'll call when I think of something."
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 5:33 pm
"Thank you, Delilah," he said, dropping his forehead to the table again. "I think I got the phone number right. But I might not have. Sorry." After all, he sucked just as bad at math, but he had a feeling that that might have something more to do with his dislike of the teacher and subject in general than a simple inability.
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 10:27 pm
Delilah smiled then and, for the first time, it was focused firmly on him - bright and sweet. "Alright, then," she repeated. Carefully, she pushed back her chair and stood. "I'll call you soon. Pick a book that you really want to learn. Something that excites you."
((Wrap up soon?))
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 12:25 pm
"Alright," he said, feeling a little better. "Thank you." And he did mean it; he just didn't feel any amount of excitement about even more reading. Maybe he'd feel differently once he could read? Carlisle brushed down the cover of Harry Potter and gathered up his backpack so he could go return it to the shelves. Then he would go seek something less... difficult.
[Whenever you're ready. :3]
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