So what if she seemed to be a bit loud and just a little strange, he couldn't take his eyes off of her and his friends were beginning to laugh. He shot them a glare and the they looked down at their plates trying to hold in their laughter, except for his brother who got up and strode over to his brother overconfidently, as usual. He leaned down and looked over at the girl his brother had been staring, his silver hair falling across his forehead, and his famous smirk finding itself on his face. "Go hit on her," he said to him. His brother merely ran a hand through his slick backed blonde hair, and turned his back to where the girl and question was chatting excessively with her little group of friends. "Oh, and what makes you think I like her?" He asked irritated. His brother threw his head back and laughed.
- She was talking with her group of friends, her skirt was vibrant and her knee socks didn't match, but at least they were both striped. She wore a plain t-shirt with a faded logo and converse, and as strange as it may seem, it all fit together, but maybe it was just because she was wearing it. It fit her. As her friends delved deeper into their conversation she found herself continuously stealing glances at the boy on the other side of the room, until her eyes met with his icy blue ones. They held each other's gazes for a while before she turned away, her cheeks dusted with a light pink. She had turned away to escape being looked at only to find her friends looking expectantly at her. "You should go and talk to him." The one with long brown hair suggested, a grin coming to her face. She dealed in relationship, so the thought of seeing her friend with that cute boy over there excited her, and the fact that it wouldn't hurt to talk to that silver haired boy over there with him. "Oh he won't like me ." She replied, her gaze dropping to her feet abashedly. They giggled. "Oh _ you don't know a thing." She grinned at this, I guess you're right. I don't know a thing." She got up from where she was seated and her friends followed suit, but it wasn't to go talk to him, but to leave.
He looked back up to see the girl, and was greatly disappointed when he saw she was getting up to leave. Her friends had started walking towards the door and she had grabbed her purse and swung it over her shoulder, causing a notebook to fall to the floor, but she didn't notice and continued to walk to catch up to her friends who were making their way out the door. He sat still for a moment. He should return her notebook at least, even if he wasn't going to talk to her... Yes, that is the proper thing to do. He pulled out of his seat and rolled his eyes when he heard his brother speak. "Go get her."
"So where are we going next?" She asked her friends, whilst playing with the fringe on her purse. They pondered the question for a bit before giving all sorts of suggestions of what the group should do. The girl with the long brown hair that had a flower in it held the door for _ to grab it, and she almost did, before she heard a soft, but gruff voice behind her and felt a light pressure on her wrist. She turned and once more her (e/c) eyes met his sky blue ones.