A/N – Random idea, read with caution.
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No One POV
I certain blonde girl was hidden behind a stack of books in the farthest corner of the library. A dark hair boy seemed to be stalking her, trying to sneak up behind her. When he was right behind the chair she sat in, he slowly placed his hands just about her shoulders. When no attack of defense came from the blonde, his hands slammed down (gently) and he screamed. "*Huthegelluthego!" The girl jumped and screamed. After getting some dirty looks from fellow readers, she apologized and turned around to face her attacker.
"What was that for? And stop talking gibberish!" She whispered-yelled. After the boy finally stopped laughing he looked at her and burst out in new laughter.
"But I was talking gibberish!" He said, still chuckling.
"What do you want I have to study for the test on the English Revolution tomorrow." The girl grumbled.
"You've been studying all day, and it is going to be an easy test. Take a break." The boy said, falling into a near by chair. "I say we should hang out tonight."
"Carlos, I need to study." The girl grumbled. Carlos just reached over and took the book out of her hands.
"DA, go home, change into some jeans and I'll plan everything else out." He smiled slyly. DA just blushed and mumbled something. "What did you say?" Carlos asked, leaning foreword.
"I don't own any jeans." She mumbled. Carlos looked at her, not saying anything.
"Scratch that, we are getting you some jeans, now!" He grabbed her hand and pulled her up and started heading out of the library. DA just had enough time to grab her bag before swept away.
It was later that night that we find these two teens at a restaurant, a bag with a pair of jeans safely folded inside. The two teens sat on one side of a booth, the girl glaring at the boy.
"Why can't you sit over there?" DA grumbled.
"I can't see the game." Carlos said simply, pointing too the TV in the corner opposite.
"Then I am going to go sit on the other side." She said, standing up. Carlos grabbed her wrist and pulled her back down. "Aww, but then I would be lonely."
"But it is crowed this way."
"No it won't be." He said, taking a sip of his water. DA just rolled her eyes, not wanting to scream over the noise of the place.
"Can't hear anything." She grumbled.
"WHAT?" Carlos screamed in her ear. That deserved another glare from the girl.
"I could be studying, not loosing my hearing."
"This is much better; wait till you try the food." Carlos said, waving his hand towards the kitchen. They talked (or argue) aimlessly until the food came.
"Pineapple on a burger?" DA pointed out of Carlos burger.
"Pasta at a restaurant? You can make that at home for half the price, and I'm paying." Carlos said, sticking his fork into the ravioli. That deserved another glare as DA took a fry. "HEY!"
"Keep your eye on your fries." She said, going back to her own dinner. Carlos ended up keeping a close eye on his fries.
A/N - DUDE! THERE IS AN ACTUAL LANGUAGE CALLED GIBBERISH? SWEET! *means "Hello" in Gibberish. Kinda OOC, I know… but that is what came out of my mind (its purple). So yea…. Not much to it, just something I had to get off of my mind :) Reviews are still welcomed!