Hasmi:

Geomatry was dull. Turns out I needed someone in there to give me something to do when I'm done with my work...wonder what colt is doing? Hope he didn't get into to much trouble because of me, the whole thing was kinda my fault...What he said kept replaying in my mind. 'I could drive you?' weren't those the eternal words, taking somebody some place meant that you rolled with them- you're close- you're...friends. But we weren't...were we?

I wasn't sure what that meant but something felt diffrent in me now, like as I'm thinking about him just now, I don't feel that same hate. it's more of an 'I wanna get next to you' kinda feeling and I didn't like it, because I knew for sure he wouldn't like me back. If only there was a way for us to be alone so I could maybe talk to him about it.

"Matt?" I walked into the tech. room.

"Yes?" He looked bored at me and then a little angry. "What do you want?" He fiddled with a vice grip at the edge of a table, I siddled up and placed my hand on it for him to stop.

"You and me have never really had a problem have we?"

"No. Not really- least not until you gone ahead and embarrassed the band like that?" He stood in my face.

"Didn't have to, you did that on your own." I crossed my arms.

"Whatever, beat it." Oh yeah, that hurts. I turned away and left the room, when I got outside again I re-adjusted my eyes and looked around for Rocky, he could help me out. Trees. Cars. Building. Sin room. There's Colt- looking out the window at something or someone. Wonder if he's mad? I wandered around on campus looking for Rocky, he was no where in sight. Great.

This feels exactly like one of those old lonesome songs you hear one the radio just when you're in your lowest mood.

Maybe, I shouldn't have taken the approach I did with him about the car. It was an honest mistake and I didn't exactly say I was sorry to him- any of them. But why should I? It was an honest mistake laugh about it ya' know?

"Hasmi?! Hey Hasmi!?" Rocky. Couldn't miss that half yell anywhere.

"Hey imagine that- I was just looking for you." I smiled at him to show I wasn't still mad, but he gave me an annoyed face than straightened himself.

"Mr. Davidson wants you?" The principal.

"What does he want?" I wanted to keep him talking until he heard in my voice that I was sorry, I ain't no apologenic person the words come out dumb from me.

"I'm not sure, he asked me if I knew you- I said yeah- and he said 'will you tell her to come to my office?'" He shrugged. "That was it."

I thought it over than nodded. "Yeah okay, and Rocky?"

"Yeah?"

"...You're forgiven." And I ran. Wellll, that was the best I could do, it was his own fault for making me think that he was in on it. As I got to the office I stood outside the door and heard voices, one of them was Colts! Oh cool! I thought like a kid and yanked my hair back into a pony tail than yanked my dress down accidently hitting the door when my hand slipped. "Oh-" It opened.

"While we're young Miss Amuro." He bellowed.

"So sorry." I walked in. Colt was there alright; he looked angry and flustered, but, what terrific posture! Amazing how you suddenly notice someone when you think you like them. Like his eyes- they cried for attention and since you can't help looking at them because you want them to look back, they always got it which made them happy! And his hair- his hair that's long and free saying 'I don't care!' even though I will comb it and keep it clean. I wear it out so it can run along with me and feel that wind. And his-

"Be seated please." Oh, right. I sat down beside him in the chair and he didn't move once. "You two- and don't think I haven't noticed- have been on each other all week," he was pacing for effect. "And I just wanna tell you the nonsense stops now!" He stood directly infront of us. "I don't wanna see you two anywhere near each other anymore, if you pass by one another spread out, if you're in the same class together- sit at diffrent ends of the room. Do you understand me?" He waited.

"Yes, sir." We said simultaniously.

"Then go, one after the other."

I got up first since I was closest to the door. When I got outside though I waited for him in the middle of the stairs, he came bursting out of the office and froze looking down at me. "Can we talk?" His eyes scrunched with annoyance and he walked by fast and close to the railing so he wouldn't touch me at all. Great he's pissed, why do I always have to do this?

Walking back to class with my head low I stopped by the theatre class he had earlier and there was a poster up. Fiorelo Leary opens in the auditorium this Saturday. Be sure to buy your tickets today or tonight you won't wanna miss it, starring the brightest student in class, Jeffrey Douglas. Must be Colt's real name, I had to see that play, maybe I could talk to him afterwards. I nodded tightly. Right.