Chapter Six- Battle Of Witts.
Charity was fast asleep, when her cellphone rang.Her hand lifelessly searched the night table for it.
" hello?" she said half asleep.
" hey babe."he said charmingly, knowing Charity couldn't resist that.
" Jhon, what a surprise" she said trying her hardest to be mad.
" okay, I know I shouldn't of tried to rush you off the phone the other day..."Jhon started.
" no kidding."she interrupted.
" but I'm sorry, and I'll make up for it"he finished.
" how?"she said as she sat up.
"I'll come see you."
" really?"she said with a certain joy in her voice.
" yeah tomorrow, but that's only if you'll forgive me."
"...you know I do." she said warmly, as she smiled.
" good."Jhon finished crisply. "anyways I got to go, I love you."
" love you too."
" bye."
" okay, bye."Charity jumped out of her bed happilly and got ready for her first class.Meanwhile,this time Miguel was the one who woke up early, making a heep of noise, and on purpose too!
"Miguel," Marcus screeched, as he took his night mask off " I'm gonna ask you one time, and one time only before I get up from this bed, and cause you real harm. What are you doing up so early?"
" going to class."he answered, calmly.
" I'm not playing with you man, be serious where you going ?"Marcus said know sitting up in his bed.
" I'm seriously, going to class."Miguel smirked, as he continued to make noise.
" okay, what kind of trouble are you in."
" why is it whenever I want to go to class, you think I'm in trouble; your supposed to be happy like ' yay! he's going to class' " he laughed, as he glided around the dorm room.
" so why are you going to class!?"
"well...to enjoy the gift of learning."he said smartly.
" right, why don't you cut the crap and tell me why your really going?"
" alright... I'm going to see her."
" what!?" then Marcus realized who he was talking about"fool, were in a school of over a thousand, so your odds are like, well one to a thousand." he laughed
"no, I think the odds are on my side see what the most popular class for half this University ?"
" Mr Rattigan's human psycology class."
" good answer."
" I don't get it. We have tons of girls litterally trowing themselves at us, and your still hung up on this one?"
"that's the thing, she doesn't and I wanna know why...and then have her in the process."
"pretty confident, but last time I checked she hardly even knew your name; and Destiny said that she didn't want you..." Marcus added smugly.
" go back to sleep."Miguel snapped , as he headed towards the door.
" go back to sleep," he mimicked. "I hope she slaps the hell out of your scheming ass!" he shouted as he fell back to sleep.
Miguel headed down the hallway and dodged the crowd of girls, and got into Mr Rattigan's full classroom, and just as he suspected.Once again he stood their paralysed so to speak, as he admired how beautiful she was, quickly he snapped himseld out of that and proceeded to get the seat next to hers " Miguel!" someone called out from up ahead, making Miguel stop dead in his tracks.
"Mr. Rattigan not now!" he whinned, as he watched a floud of people sit down and block his way to Charity.
"why what's wrong ?"
" nothing, it's gone now." he said in dispair.
"okay," he said in an awkward tone " I'm glad your here."
" yeah?"
" yeah, maybe you could make this comming to class a trend huh?"
" we'll see." Miguel said, as he setteled into another row.
"alright kids,where going a page deeper in our lesson about platonic relationships,"he started" we all know thanks to Mr. Lopez-Fidzgerald," Mr Rattigan smiled, looking towards Miguel as Miguel faked a smile back."what a platonic relation ship is.Today I wan't to go a step further, in this by saying with my expierience I find that," he looked at the crowd, and gave a smirk" a platonic friendship is a real relationship?"
Before Miguel could word out an answer, a soft voice answered." yeah, a platonic frienship's like a step ahead of a friendship. In a sense that it's something more, a platonic relationship's almost like a real relationship."
" no it isn't, it's a more liberated than a real relationship." Miguel retorted.
" really, well in a definition isn't a platonic relationship is having love for a person...like a relationship,and releasing a cetain desier, which is what's done in a real relationship. Okay, maybe it's not a legitament relationship, but it's getting to that point."
'damn she's right.' he thought, he shifted through his mind to think of a good comback." she's right" he sighed, as he planted himself down in his seat.
" I think you've just met your match Miguel." Mr. Rattigan pointed out, as Charity smiled.She never really got the chance to speak her mind back in Harmony; someone was alawys telling her how to think, or what's best to think, finally she was getting the chance to express how she really felt, without being interrupted.Meanwhile Miguel was more intrigued with Charity than ever before, not only was he stunnig , but she was something that all the girls he saw never were.Smart; this made him more determined to get her than ever.
After awhile the discussion died down, and Mr. Rattigan began to teach, time passed and the class, was on it's last few seconds." I want you, to write me a paper on, Plato's concept of platonic; This will finish our little lesson, I want this on my desk, a week from now.Class dissmissed." he said as the class filed out.
Miguel waited by the doors to finally catch Charity." you killed me out there" he smiled as she came out.
" I'm sorry about that..." she said sweetly." Miguel right?" she said as she looked up at him
" yeah." he smiled, as he got an idea" and you know you could make it up to me."he said slyly.
" really?"Charity said, knowing exactly what he was going to ask.
"you could do something with me..."
" I'm busy" she interrupted.
" how about, after that?"
" still busy."
"okay...how about a week after that?"
" still busy" she smiled as she started, down the hallway.
" what about..."
" look, Miguel I'm really flatered I really am" she said with all honesty" but you're waisting your time with me,I'm totally unavailable." she said as she walked away, ' this is a fisrt' Miguel thought to himself as he watched her walk away, he'd never been turned down...ever.This was his first taste of rejection, but he wasn't planning on quitting like most would've done in his situation.Oh no, not Miguel Lopez-Fidzgerald he was persistant and that very word "unavailable" was a trigger for him, to make her "available" and very soon.I know what you must be thinking scheming's wrong bad, Miguel bad! but Miguel never met a girl like Charity before, for the first time he was being chalenged; and he'd be damned to let something like"unavailable" stand in his way!
Charity was fast asleep, when her cellphone rang.Her hand lifelessly searched the night table for it.
" hello?" she said half asleep.
" hey babe."he said charmingly, knowing Charity couldn't resist that.
" Jhon, what a surprise" she said trying her hardest to be mad.
" okay, I know I shouldn't of tried to rush you off the phone the other day..."Jhon started.
" no kidding."she interrupted.
" but I'm sorry, and I'll make up for it"he finished.
" how?"she said as she sat up.
"I'll come see you."
" really?"she said with a certain joy in her voice.
" yeah tomorrow, but that's only if you'll forgive me."
"...you know I do." she said warmly, as she smiled.
" good."Jhon finished crisply. "anyways I got to go, I love you."
" love you too."
" bye."
" okay, bye."Charity jumped out of her bed happilly and got ready for her first class.Meanwhile,this time Miguel was the one who woke up early, making a heep of noise, and on purpose too!
"Miguel," Marcus screeched, as he took his night mask off " I'm gonna ask you one time, and one time only before I get up from this bed, and cause you real harm. What are you doing up so early?"
" going to class."he answered, calmly.
" I'm not playing with you man, be serious where you going ?"Marcus said know sitting up in his bed.
" I'm seriously, going to class."Miguel smirked, as he continued to make noise.
" okay, what kind of trouble are you in."
" why is it whenever I want to go to class, you think I'm in trouble; your supposed to be happy like ' yay! he's going to class' " he laughed, as he glided around the dorm room.
" so why are you going to class!?"
"well...to enjoy the gift of learning."he said smartly.
" right, why don't you cut the crap and tell me why your really going?"
" alright... I'm going to see her."
" what!?" then Marcus realized who he was talking about"fool, were in a school of over a thousand, so your odds are like, well one to a thousand." he laughed
"no, I think the odds are on my side see what the most popular class for half this University ?"
" Mr Rattigan's human psycology class."
" good answer."
" I don't get it. We have tons of girls litterally trowing themselves at us, and your still hung up on this one?"
"that's the thing, she doesn't and I wanna know why...and then have her in the process."
"pretty confident, but last time I checked she hardly even knew your name; and Destiny said that she didn't want you..." Marcus added smugly.
" go back to sleep."Miguel snapped , as he headed towards the door.
" go back to sleep," he mimicked. "I hope she slaps the hell out of your scheming ass!" he shouted as he fell back to sleep.
Miguel headed down the hallway and dodged the crowd of girls, and got into Mr Rattigan's full classroom, and just as he suspected.Once again he stood their paralysed so to speak, as he admired how beautiful she was, quickly he snapped himseld out of that and proceeded to get the seat next to hers " Miguel!" someone called out from up ahead, making Miguel stop dead in his tracks.
"Mr. Rattigan not now!" he whinned, as he watched a floud of people sit down and block his way to Charity.
"why what's wrong ?"
" nothing, it's gone now." he said in dispair.
"okay," he said in an awkward tone " I'm glad your here."
" yeah?"
" yeah, maybe you could make this comming to class a trend huh?"
" we'll see." Miguel said, as he setteled into another row.
"alright kids,where going a page deeper in our lesson about platonic relationships,"he started" we all know thanks to Mr. Lopez-Fidzgerald," Mr Rattigan smiled, looking towards Miguel as Miguel faked a smile back."what a platonic relation ship is.Today I wan't to go a step further, in this by saying with my expierience I find that," he looked at the crowd, and gave a smirk" a platonic friendship is a real relationship?"
Before Miguel could word out an answer, a soft voice answered." yeah, a platonic frienship's like a step ahead of a friendship. In a sense that it's something more, a platonic relationship's almost like a real relationship."
" no it isn't, it's a more liberated than a real relationship." Miguel retorted.
" really, well in a definition isn't a platonic relationship is having love for a person...like a relationship,and releasing a cetain desier, which is what's done in a real relationship. Okay, maybe it's not a legitament relationship, but it's getting to that point."
'damn she's right.' he thought, he shifted through his mind to think of a good comback." she's right" he sighed, as he planted himself down in his seat.
" I think you've just met your match Miguel." Mr. Rattigan pointed out, as Charity smiled.She never really got the chance to speak her mind back in Harmony; someone was alawys telling her how to think, or what's best to think, finally she was getting the chance to express how she really felt, without being interrupted.Meanwhile Miguel was more intrigued with Charity than ever before, not only was he stunnig , but she was something that all the girls he saw never were.Smart; this made him more determined to get her than ever.
After awhile the discussion died down, and Mr. Rattigan began to teach, time passed and the class, was on it's last few seconds." I want you, to write me a paper on, Plato's concept of platonic; This will finish our little lesson, I want this on my desk, a week from now.Class dissmissed." he said as the class filed out.
Miguel waited by the doors to finally catch Charity." you killed me out there" he smiled as she came out.
" I'm sorry about that..." she said sweetly." Miguel right?" she said as she looked up at him
" yeah." he smiled, as he got an idea" and you know you could make it up to me."he said slyly.
" really?"Charity said, knowing exactly what he was going to ask.
"you could do something with me..."
" I'm busy" she interrupted.
" how about, after that?"
" still busy."
"okay...how about a week after that?"
" still busy" she smiled as she started, down the hallway.
" what about..."
" look, Miguel I'm really flatered I really am" she said with all honesty" but you're waisting your time with me,I'm totally unavailable." she said as she walked away, ' this is a fisrt' Miguel thought to himself as he watched her walk away, he'd never been turned down...ever.This was his first taste of rejection, but he wasn't planning on quitting like most would've done in his situation.Oh no, not Miguel Lopez-Fidzgerald he was persistant and that very word "unavailable" was a trigger for him, to make her "available" and very soon.I know what you must be thinking scheming's wrong bad, Miguel bad! but Miguel never met a girl like Charity before, for the first time he was being chalenged; and he'd be damned to let something like"unavailable" stand in his way!