I don't own anyone or anything. I work tirelessly at my job to make the money that I do (even though my mom buys me anything) so don't ask for anything – well, I guess there's no harm in asking, just don't expect anything….. I'm so tired. *Brightens up* Christian won his last two matches on Velocity by cheating – that's not a bad thing, that's – a good thing! *Smiles brightly* The song is by Avril Lavigne and it's called "Skater Boy"
~*1996*~
{He was a boy, she was a girl/ Can I make it any more obvious?/ He was a punk, she did ballet/ what more can I say?}
Holly DeVries looked up from the conversation she'd been having with her friends and caught eyes with the guy that was staring at her from across the cafeteria. The guy with the dark, curly brown hair he always wore pulled back in a ponytail and silver dog tag necklace he always wore around his neck, over the loose-fitting, normally gray, old rock band t-shirts. And yes, the same guy who sat with the boy with the light green dyed hair.
"Oh." One of her friends, Brittany, started. "Holly, we heard about your next fashion shoot. We're all so excited for you." She gushed.
Holly smiled broadly and began telling her small group of friends all about it.
~^*^~
"She's so. I don't know." Matt Hardy said, leaning back in his chair.
"Full of herself?" His brother Jeff, supplied, grabbing a handful of chips from the bag. He scrunched up his face in mock concentration. "Conceited, arrogant, what words am I forgetting now?"
Matt grinned. "Beautiful, intelligent, breath-taking?"
"Oh gag me." Jeff answered, rolling his eyes. "Blah Matt. That's all I have to say is blah."
"You don't think that Holly would ever go out with me?" Matt asked, so seriously that Jeff almost burst out laughing.
"No." Jeff said simply. "Honestly, I doubt that Holly even knows your name."
Matt got up from his seat and glanced down at Jeff furtively. "Well, I'm just going to have to prove you wrong." He said over his shoulder as he began walking to her table.
"That poor, poor guy." Jeff muttered, adjusting the cuff that was around his wrist. He didn't look up, not wanting to see Matt get rejected for the millionth time.
{He wanted her, she'd never tell/ Secretly she wanted him as well/ But all of her friends stuck up their nose/ They had a problem with his baggy clothes}
"Uh-oh Holly, don't look now." Jamie hissed. "Major dork alert heading your way."
The table fell silent as Matt approached and he dug his hands into his pockets nervously. "Hey Holly."
She had to keep the grin off her face, seeing the looks her friends were giving him behind his back. "Hi. Matt, is it?"
He nodded. "Yeah, I just wanted to ask you something." He looked at her friends expectantly.
"Go for it." She said, with about as much disinterest as she could muster. "What did you need to ask me?"
Matt cleared his throat and forced himself not to look over to where Jeff was hiding behind a wrestling magazine. "I, um, just wanted to know if you wanted to go to the movies this Friday night or something."
Holly stared at him and swallowed the lump that was forming in her throat as her friends were snickering, making Matt look that much more uncomfortable. "I think that I'm busy on Friday."
"Saturday, then?"
"I'm going to be busy for a while." She responded evenly, looking down so she wouldn't see the blush creeping up his cheeks or the embarrassed look on his face. He mumbled something and walked back quickly to the table, where Jeff was looking at him sympathetically.
{He was a skater boy, she said see ya later boy/ He wasn't good enough for her/ She had a pretty face but her head was up in space/ She needed to come back down to earth}
"I'd just forget about it." Jeff supplied that night as the two brothers were watching TV. He stretched out over the entire length of the loveseat and folded his hands behind his head. "You know you'd be a lot happier." Matt didn't say anything, so he pressed on. "Besides, we have to start thinking about the illustrious wrestling career that's ahead of us."
Their mom cleared her throat from behind the newspaper she was reading and Jeff grinned. "I mean sports career. My mistake Mom."
She turned the page and didn't see Matt raise his eyebrows and give Jeff a thumbs up.
There is a second part to this and it should be up by tomorrow (today being Saturday night). Please R&R!! And I know that sounds so cliché, but I really like when I get positive feedback! Well, not necessarily always positive, but whatever! Enjoy!