**Thank you MysticalFem and Ellie. Ellie, Adam as a clown cracked me up,
only because I can also picture it. About the slash, I love reading it and
everything but I've only written one. It involved Too Cool and it was
pretty sappy. I LOVE scattered comments so keep them up! Now on to the damn
story!**
I look at Adam and try not to laugh. He's all sprawled out on his chair, his head is tilted to the side and he's drooling and snoring. I want to crack up but I would just attract more looks. People either look at me because I'm a huge white boy with baggy jeans, a baggy t shirt and a fuzzy white bucket hat, or because they know who I am. Either way Misty hasn't looked my way yet.
So what has she been doing? She's just been slumped in her chair. She either has her head in her hands, reading, on her laptop, or on her cell phone. Not that I've been staring or anything! I've just noticed while casually glancing around the airport. I mean there's nothing else to do besides people watch.
I sit Indian Style on the tiny plastic chair and stare at a spot on the floor. Eventually I slip off into a day dream.
**Flashback**
"John! Get up!" My best friend Tony calls and nudges my elbow. I groan and burry my head deeper in my arm. "John! What's wrong?" He asks again. I make a noise and lift my head.
I blink a few times to adjust my eyes to the light. It hurts. Why do school cafeterias insist on having the lights on so bright? I look around and rub my sleepy eyes.
"I'm ok." I say lowly and stretch. I look at my wrinkled red Ecko (Work with me here! I don't know what was cool when John was in high school! LOL) shirt and smooth it out. When I look back up I freeze.
"What was English homework last night?" Misty asks and twirls a piece of straight jet black hair on her finger. I stare at her as she blows a bubble with her gum. It smells like Bubblelicious, the watermelon kind.
"I think we had to read." I say offhandedly and shrug. She flashes a pearl white smile.
"Thank you." She says and stares into my eyes. I swear she does it on purpose. I nod.
"Yeah, you're welcome." I say in a daze. She smiles, stands up and saunters off.
"Wooo! So that's why Cena's been weird!" Another one of my friends, AJ, hollers. I give him a sarcastic smile.
"Why? Because I was at the gym late last night?"
"If you mean gym as in that hott skank's bed, then sure. I agree." He smiles. I stand up so fast I almost trip over the bench. I don't though. In two seconds flat I have AJ against the wall, my hands clenching his white Ecko shirt.
"Don't talk shit like that man!" I say lowly. I'm about two centimeters away from his face so it doesn't matter how low I talk, he'll hear me.
"Man! I'm sorry!" He says in a shaky tone. I see teachers and school police coming out of the corner of my eye so I let him go. As soon as I sit down a teacher is tapping me on my shoulder.
"Something wrong?" He asks.
"We were playing." I answer. The teacher glances over at AJ who nods.
"Keep this type of playing at home." He says and walks away. I roll my eyes.
I put my head down on the table to rest. When I pick it back up I freeze. I'm sucked into the most beautiful set of eyes I ever seen.
"What happened? I couldn't help but to notice you almost got into a little brawl. You wouldn't want to do that would you? I mean, you might miss English class." She says softly and bats her eyelashes. I'm stunned for a few seconds.
"Nah, we was just playing. I wouldn't leave ya alone in that class." I'm talking as smoothly as I usually do with girls. I just never saw anyone with such captivating eyes.
"Good. I can't bear the thought of a class alone." She purrs and walks away, shaking her eyes more than usual. I just stare.
**End of flashback**
"Ow!" I call out when Adam punches me in the face in his sleep. "What the hell!" I growl and kick his shin hard. He jumps up with a yelp.
"What was that?" He asks while rubbing his shin.
"That was for punching me in the face!" I exclaim and rub my cheek.
"Sorry. I must have been having a nightmare."
"Yeah right." I mutter. I glance over at where Misty is sitting. She's not there. I look up and gasp. I'm lost in a world full of emerald green. Misty is standing in front of me.
I look at Adam and try not to laugh. He's all sprawled out on his chair, his head is tilted to the side and he's drooling and snoring. I want to crack up but I would just attract more looks. People either look at me because I'm a huge white boy with baggy jeans, a baggy t shirt and a fuzzy white bucket hat, or because they know who I am. Either way Misty hasn't looked my way yet.
So what has she been doing? She's just been slumped in her chair. She either has her head in her hands, reading, on her laptop, or on her cell phone. Not that I've been staring or anything! I've just noticed while casually glancing around the airport. I mean there's nothing else to do besides people watch.
I sit Indian Style on the tiny plastic chair and stare at a spot on the floor. Eventually I slip off into a day dream.
**Flashback**
"John! Get up!" My best friend Tony calls and nudges my elbow. I groan and burry my head deeper in my arm. "John! What's wrong?" He asks again. I make a noise and lift my head.
I blink a few times to adjust my eyes to the light. It hurts. Why do school cafeterias insist on having the lights on so bright? I look around and rub my sleepy eyes.
"I'm ok." I say lowly and stretch. I look at my wrinkled red Ecko (Work with me here! I don't know what was cool when John was in high school! LOL) shirt and smooth it out. When I look back up I freeze.
"What was English homework last night?" Misty asks and twirls a piece of straight jet black hair on her finger. I stare at her as she blows a bubble with her gum. It smells like Bubblelicious, the watermelon kind.
"I think we had to read." I say offhandedly and shrug. She flashes a pearl white smile.
"Thank you." She says and stares into my eyes. I swear she does it on purpose. I nod.
"Yeah, you're welcome." I say in a daze. She smiles, stands up and saunters off.
"Wooo! So that's why Cena's been weird!" Another one of my friends, AJ, hollers. I give him a sarcastic smile.
"Why? Because I was at the gym late last night?"
"If you mean gym as in that hott skank's bed, then sure. I agree." He smiles. I stand up so fast I almost trip over the bench. I don't though. In two seconds flat I have AJ against the wall, my hands clenching his white Ecko shirt.
"Don't talk shit like that man!" I say lowly. I'm about two centimeters away from his face so it doesn't matter how low I talk, he'll hear me.
"Man! I'm sorry!" He says in a shaky tone. I see teachers and school police coming out of the corner of my eye so I let him go. As soon as I sit down a teacher is tapping me on my shoulder.
"Something wrong?" He asks.
"We were playing." I answer. The teacher glances over at AJ who nods.
"Keep this type of playing at home." He says and walks away. I roll my eyes.
I put my head down on the table to rest. When I pick it back up I freeze. I'm sucked into the most beautiful set of eyes I ever seen.
"What happened? I couldn't help but to notice you almost got into a little brawl. You wouldn't want to do that would you? I mean, you might miss English class." She says softly and bats her eyelashes. I'm stunned for a few seconds.
"Nah, we was just playing. I wouldn't leave ya alone in that class." I'm talking as smoothly as I usually do with girls. I just never saw anyone with such captivating eyes.
"Good. I can't bear the thought of a class alone." She purrs and walks away, shaking her eyes more than usual. I just stare.
**End of flashback**
"Ow!" I call out when Adam punches me in the face in his sleep. "What the hell!" I growl and kick his shin hard. He jumps up with a yelp.
"What was that?" He asks while rubbing his shin.
"That was for punching me in the face!" I exclaim and rub my cheek.
"Sorry. I must have been having a nightmare."
"Yeah right." I mutter. I glance over at where Misty is sitting. She's not there. I look up and gasp. I'm lost in a world full of emerald green. Misty is standing in front of me.
