Okay I hope you guys enjoy this. Moving slow right now but it will speed up.
Bianca was tucked away in her corner of the lunchroom, picking at the food on her tray and every now and then glancing at the book in front of her. She should pick it up and try to read through a few of its pages like she usually does as lunch, but right now, she can't seem to focus on pirates or whales or whatever that book is about because honestly, the only thing that seems to be holding her attention is the quirky redhead in the cafeteria lunch line filling her tray to brim with all kinds of eatable and not-so eatable items. Bianca watched, mouth slowly agape as the skinny little ginger piled dish upon dish onto her tray.
Was she really going to eat that?
When she finally made it the lunch lady, the old woman adjusted her hairnet before grumbling something under her breath. Marissa didn't seem to care or just didn't notice because she still looked rather purchased as she handed the lunch lady her money and walked off with her tray full of food. The girl scanned the lunchroom just how she did the classroom, looking for a place to sit. It didn't take long for her eyes to land on Bianca stashed away in the corner and make her way over to her. She sat down and smiled.
"Do you mind if I have this seat?"
Bianca had watched the redhead walk over out the corner of her eye pretending to be interested in her book. She looked up, and smiled shyly.
"Yeah sure."
Marissa didn't force her to talk like most of the other people in Bianca's life. She didn't ask generic questions or try to engage Bianca in the latest gossip about her oh so popular sister Kendall. Bianca figured that the Kendall thing had to do with her being a new student, but that didn't make the fact any less pleasing. The redhead just kind of opened up conversations, gesticulating wildly every now and then with her hands. Her eyes widening when she was excited which surprisingly happened a lot during the course of their conversation. She talked about how she used to go ice skating a lot in her backyard when she lived in Michigan. About how the little lake behind her house had always gotten frozen over during the winters, and she, despite her mother's warnings, had laced up her skates every winter and gone out to the lake. One winter Marissa had gone out to early and the lake had not fully, or fully enough frozen over. One of her legs fell through the ice, touching the freezing waters and that was enough for her to turn back and never go to the lake again.
Bianca had joined in after this little anecdote, laughing good-naturedly at Marissa's cringe when she told about how her leg fell through the ice. Bianca told Marissa about her winters in Pine Valley, how her mother made a big deal out of every Christmas, and how her family had always found a way to bring everyone under the same roof on Christmas Eve. Marissa and Bianca laughed, exchanging crazy holiday stories with one another in a competition of whose family would come out the most screwed.
Bianca always won.
Soon though, the bell for lunch rang, Bianca pulled up her backpack strap, but not before looking over to see Marissa's tray completely empty. Had she been eating all that while they were talking?
"So I'll see you tomorrow." Bianca said reluctantly, adjusting her long, brown locks so they were out of her way.
"Yeah," Marissa smiled before adding, "Uh do you have a cell phone?"
"…Yeah."
"Well, that's great, I have one too, we should you know…exchange numbers...I'm probably going to need some help with Mrs. White's homework tonight anyway."
Bianca's eyes widened and she looked like a cute little deer to Marissa. Of course, Marissa didn't ask most deer for their numbers.
"Uh, okay, cool, let me just…" Bianca fished her phone from out of her purse. Marissa and she quickly exchanged digits before the skinny brunette hurried off to her next class.
