Okay, here goes my first posted story about A.T.O.M. It is a story going between the diary of Hawk and the evidents in real life. The diary I will write in Italic. Hope you enjoy. Please review.
Dear d,
What a day... I feel weary to the bone...
It has been about... a month... right, a month after we break up with the surfer. Well, it was not for us to be together in any means, we just thought... Anyway, not that it matters now.
The good thing is, I begin to date with some pretty brunette called Jasmine. Well, in any terms, someone at least to keep my mind and heart away from... him.
Anyway. Have to keep my mind away. Yeah, where was I?
Y'know, I never thought that anyone in the team ever take me seriously. But it comes down a bit hard yesterday...
Hawk enters the living room holding two t-shirts in his hands, one in a deep shade of red, the other in a light color of lime green. Lioness is sitting on the couch, watching TV with a bored expression on her face. Hawk stands in front of her, completely blocking the TV. Lioness looks up at him, her eyebrows raised.
Lioness: Hawk, you noticed I'm trying to watch it, right?
Hawk: Oh come on Li, it's important.
Lioness sighs.
Lioness: Okay, what's it?
Hawk holds the t-shirts up one by one, first the red one, then the lime green.
Hawk: Okay, as you're a girl, pleease give me opinion. Which one should I wear to our date with Jasmine?
Lioness rolls her eyes. Why is he always full of himself she thinks, slightly pissed off by his attitude.
Lioness: I dunno Hawk, now gimme a break.
Hawk: You really, really have to help me, I have half an hour and I still can't decide what to wear to my date with my dream girl!
Shark, getting just out of his room, hears Hawk's last words and his face slightly drops. Lioness has gone over the edge. She gets up in a huff.
Lioness: Well, it is a dream that there is a girl in this world who likes dating with you!
She walks past Hawk, who stood as if frozen to the ground, and right into her room. Shark sighs and strides over to Hawk, he is his friend no matter what. He puts his hand on Hawk's shoulder.
Shark: Dude, I think red is your color.
Hawk's head pops up as he recognized the voice and the feeling. He doesn't bother to look into that dazzling blue eyes,afraid that he might get confused. He pouts and shakes off the hand.
Hawk: Well, thanks Captain Obvious.
He storms off to his room, leaving an offended Shark behind...
Hawk tosses the shirts on his bed and slumps down on it. He was lost in thoughts.
Am I really hard to be with?
He closes his eyes for a while, opens them again and gets out of the room.
Shark is lying on his bed, looking through a book. His door is knocked. He rolls his eyes.
Shark: Go off, Hawk.
Instead, his door is opened and Hawk pops his head in.
Hawk: Shark, look, I'm sorry I've been mean to you.
Shark turns to his side, still pretending to read the book.
Shark: Don't be.
Hawk looks really worried.
Hawk: Listen, I was in a hurry, you understand? I am still not sure whether I...
Shark impatiently gets to his feet, letting the book drop to the floor with a slight thud, and walks over to the door.
Shark: Why bothering then? Just go on, catch up with your life, who cares!
He slams the door shut. Hawk looks disappointed with himself and turns to go.
