11/4 Update: Fifty Facts
a/n: Jay was out for English class yesterday, so I was forced to do this on my own. There's a bit of real-life parallel in this story, so I hope you appreciate that I spent a half-hour in my English class scribbling in my notebook rather than writing fifty facts.
...do you think my English teacher would let me hand this in instead of the five facts I wrote down?
They were supposed to be writing fifty facts about the middle ages. He really should have been letting his pencil dance across the page instead of watching the way the movie lights flickered. He should have, at least, been trying to pay attention.
But he wasn't.
A sound behind him caused the boy to turn and he saw that Stella had fallen asleep. He smiled for a moment to himself and gently prodded the blonde awake. She started and sat up, but gave him a grateful smile. The boy turned back around.
"Medieval warfare was violent… but hardly fatal…"
Nick jotted the fact down, the third he'd thought to write since the movie began. His eyes once again wandered from the movie screen.
Abby was passing notes with Amy on one side of the room (insert grimace here) and Cello Girl, Angelina, was giggling over something with… oh, God.
Penny.
The blonde's head began to turn and he felt the panic building up.
EVASIVE ACTION! LOOK AWAY! LOOK AWAY!
Nick practically turned his entire body around in his seat. It was pretty obvious to any watching that he was still pretty sore about their… unfortunate relationship earlier in the year. (Suffice it to say, she and Jimmy went through periods like that all the time.) So he turned so that he was practically hanging out of the desk, trying to avoid the awkward post-break-up stare. He found himself staring directly into the concerned eyes of Macy Misa. She must have seen his almost spasmodic episode as he'd turned in his chair and, indeed, she sent a glance over his shoulder.
He saw her mouth form the word, "Oh," and had to suppress an amused chuckle when he saw the fire that flashed briefly in her eyes. For one who was dubbed the Hallway Hazard, she was certainly protective of her favorite band.
She sent him a look filled with sympathy and he smiled a little in thanks.
"You okay?" she mouthed. He nodded, his smile growing a little at her obvious concern. Her gaze flicked back toward Penny. "You want me to…?" She trailed off to punch one hand with her fist and he quickly shook his head.
His smile was bright and, if he would admit it to himself, probably wider than any he'd had with Penny. But he wasn't ready for that yet, so he merely sheepishly asked Macy if he could borrow her facts.
She, just as sheepishly, showed him an empty page.
