Kory was in the student gym beating the hell out of a punching bag when a shadow fell on the floor in front of her. Not being able to hear had heightened her other sense, making her more aware of her surroundings. As the shadow grew closer, she pinpointed the exact time the person would be close enough to her, then spun around sweeping his leg and sending him to the floor. The sickening thud of the person's skull connecting with the tile having no effect on her.
"What the hell do you want?" Her nose crinkled when she saw the face of the person sprawled on the ground.
Charlie pushed himself up off the floor and dusted some dirt off the seat of his pants.
"Just wanted to talk."
Kory rolled her eyes and continued her assault on the punching bag, as Charlie walked around to stand where she could see his lips.
"What did that poor bag ever do to you?"
"Called me it's girl." She retorted, Tornado kicking it.
"You're still pissed off about that?"
"Yeah. Look Charlie, I'm not the type of girl that goes for that possessive thing okay? I have my own mind, my own life and I will not be treated like a belonging, especially not by someone that doesn't even know me."
Kory stopped manhandling the punching bag and crossed the gym, picking up a towel from on top of her duffel bag and wiping the sweat from her face. Then she tossed the towel around her neck and tightened her ponytail. She shook her head when she noticed the boy still following her.
"You're just so use to having your way, you won't stop till you get it will you?"
Charlie nodded and sped up to fall into step with her.
"So you might as well just talk to me."
"Fine, what do you just have to talk to me about so badly?" Kory grudgingly gave in, sitting down on the weight bench.
There was a strange tension between them, it was mixture of the awkwardness you feel when you're alone with someone you don't really know, sexual attraction and the animosity Kory was harboring toward him. Neither said anything for a long minute. Charlie drummed his fingers on the weight bench and Kory chewed on her nails. Finally Charlie opened his mouth.
"You keep saying I barley know you, so why don't you tell me something about you?"
"Don't you think this is an odd place to have a heart to heart?" Kory rolled her eyes.
"You're right, get changed and meet me in lobby in an hour." And Charlie sprinted off.
When the time came Kory was waiting in the lobby for Charlie, having no idea why she went. But in truth, she was slightly interested in learning some deep secrets of life of head Duck as well, other then his obvious hockey fetish, the boy seemed to be cloaked in mystery. She was tapping her foot rhythmically on the floor, when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"You ready?" Charlie gestured to the door.
Kory nodded and stood up, smoothing out the wrinkles in her black flares. Charlie pulled his keys from his back pocket, tossed them up in the air and caught them just before they hit Kory in the head. He laughed, she flashed him a frustrated glare. The immaturity of the boy was beyond compare and didn't couple well with his evident control issues. In a million years she would have never pictured herself spending time with such a deluded piece of humanity, yet she couldn't seem to turn him down.
Charlie drove the Buick, to piece of land in the middle of no where. It was surrounded by trees but in the center was a clearing. The spot was peaceful the perfect place for two people to go to away from the world and get to know each other.
"You're not going to kill me and leave my body out here are?" Kory asked only half kidding.
"Hadn't planned on it, but we'll see." He led her in the direction of a fallen log and instructed her to sit. "This is where I come when I need to think."
"Thinking, do that often to you?" Kory tried to sound surprised.
"Funny, real funny." Charlie groaned lighting a fire in a small pit in fornt of them.
"I try."
"You wanted a more intimate setting, here we are, so spill."
The Kory sighed, not knowing where to begin. Telling people things like her love of the violin and dancing is one thing, completely opening up to them was another.
"Hmmm... let's see. Well my middle name is Diana, my best friend Holly use to call me Katie, instead of KD cuz she was wierd like that. I was born on November 29th, I have one older sibling named Nathan, you'll probably never meet him though because he's in the Air Force Academy. My favorite color is red, I love pizza and John Wayne movies, and before I lost my hearing I listened to alot of rock music."
"You're kidding me?" Charlie's jaw dropped. "Pizza, John Wayne and rock are like my favorite things after hockey."
"Nifty." The girl smiled.
Then the hockey player realized she had said 'Before I lost my hearing' meaning, she hadn't always been deaf.
"Wait... before you lost your hearing. What happened, where'd it go?"
"It's sort of a stupid story really, when I was eleven I snuck out of the house at night and went over to the base pool. It was late so there was no lifegaurd on duty and it was locked so I climbed the fence. I don't remember how I wound up at the bottom of the pool, or even who pulled me out of the water. Nobody has any idea how long i was submerged, but when I regained consciousness I couldn't hear."
"Wow..." Charlie looked at her awed. "That makes what I had planned to tell you seem lame."
"Come on, I told you mine, now you tell me yours."
Charlie went into discription of all the things that he held dear to him, hockey, his friends, his mom and coach Bombay. Not one detail was spared, he even made sure to mention how Gordon was suppose to hook up with his mother but hadn't. By the end of the night the two teens knew nearly everything about eachother. And Kory was getting use to his pigheadedness, there was hope there for romance.
"What the hell do you want?" Her nose crinkled when she saw the face of the person sprawled on the ground.
Charlie pushed himself up off the floor and dusted some dirt off the seat of his pants.
"Just wanted to talk."
Kory rolled her eyes and continued her assault on the punching bag, as Charlie walked around to stand where she could see his lips.
"What did that poor bag ever do to you?"
"Called me it's girl." She retorted, Tornado kicking it.
"You're still pissed off about that?"
"Yeah. Look Charlie, I'm not the type of girl that goes for that possessive thing okay? I have my own mind, my own life and I will not be treated like a belonging, especially not by someone that doesn't even know me."
Kory stopped manhandling the punching bag and crossed the gym, picking up a towel from on top of her duffel bag and wiping the sweat from her face. Then she tossed the towel around her neck and tightened her ponytail. She shook her head when she noticed the boy still following her.
"You're just so use to having your way, you won't stop till you get it will you?"
Charlie nodded and sped up to fall into step with her.
"So you might as well just talk to me."
"Fine, what do you just have to talk to me about so badly?" Kory grudgingly gave in, sitting down on the weight bench.
There was a strange tension between them, it was mixture of the awkwardness you feel when you're alone with someone you don't really know, sexual attraction and the animosity Kory was harboring toward him. Neither said anything for a long minute. Charlie drummed his fingers on the weight bench and Kory chewed on her nails. Finally Charlie opened his mouth.
"You keep saying I barley know you, so why don't you tell me something about you?"
"Don't you think this is an odd place to have a heart to heart?" Kory rolled her eyes.
"You're right, get changed and meet me in lobby in an hour." And Charlie sprinted off.
When the time came Kory was waiting in the lobby for Charlie, having no idea why she went. But in truth, she was slightly interested in learning some deep secrets of life of head Duck as well, other then his obvious hockey fetish, the boy seemed to be cloaked in mystery. She was tapping her foot rhythmically on the floor, when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"You ready?" Charlie gestured to the door.
Kory nodded and stood up, smoothing out the wrinkles in her black flares. Charlie pulled his keys from his back pocket, tossed them up in the air and caught them just before they hit Kory in the head. He laughed, she flashed him a frustrated glare. The immaturity of the boy was beyond compare and didn't couple well with his evident control issues. In a million years she would have never pictured herself spending time with such a deluded piece of humanity, yet she couldn't seem to turn him down.
Charlie drove the Buick, to piece of land in the middle of no where. It was surrounded by trees but in the center was a clearing. The spot was peaceful the perfect place for two people to go to away from the world and get to know each other.
"You're not going to kill me and leave my body out here are?" Kory asked only half kidding.
"Hadn't planned on it, but we'll see." He led her in the direction of a fallen log and instructed her to sit. "This is where I come when I need to think."
"Thinking, do that often to you?" Kory tried to sound surprised.
"Funny, real funny." Charlie groaned lighting a fire in a small pit in fornt of them.
"I try."
"You wanted a more intimate setting, here we are, so spill."
The Kory sighed, not knowing where to begin. Telling people things like her love of the violin and dancing is one thing, completely opening up to them was another.
"Hmmm... let's see. Well my middle name is Diana, my best friend Holly use to call me Katie, instead of KD cuz she was wierd like that. I was born on November 29th, I have one older sibling named Nathan, you'll probably never meet him though because he's in the Air Force Academy. My favorite color is red, I love pizza and John Wayne movies, and before I lost my hearing I listened to alot of rock music."
"You're kidding me?" Charlie's jaw dropped. "Pizza, John Wayne and rock are like my favorite things after hockey."
"Nifty." The girl smiled.
Then the hockey player realized she had said 'Before I lost my hearing' meaning, she hadn't always been deaf.
"Wait... before you lost your hearing. What happened, where'd it go?"
"It's sort of a stupid story really, when I was eleven I snuck out of the house at night and went over to the base pool. It was late so there was no lifegaurd on duty and it was locked so I climbed the fence. I don't remember how I wound up at the bottom of the pool, or even who pulled me out of the water. Nobody has any idea how long i was submerged, but when I regained consciousness I couldn't hear."
"Wow..." Charlie looked at her awed. "That makes what I had planned to tell you seem lame."
"Come on, I told you mine, now you tell me yours."
Charlie went into discription of all the things that he held dear to him, hockey, his friends, his mom and coach Bombay. Not one detail was spared, he even made sure to mention how Gordon was suppose to hook up with his mother but hadn't. By the end of the night the two teens knew nearly everything about eachother. And Kory was getting use to his pigheadedness, there was hope there for romance.