i"Fun? And you...you're just pathetic."/i
Sean sighed and turned up the volume on his cd player. He watched as other people walk home, slowly leaving Sean alone on the school steps. He was getting lost in the world of apologizing to Ms. Jackson, when a door slamming brought him hurtling back into the present world. Shutting off his cd player, Sean turned around and saw Katarine starting to walk down the steps in front of him. "Stalking me, are you?"
Katarine raised her eyes to look at Sean, "Or the other way around, it's pretty hard to stalk someone while you're in detention."
"Detention? It's your first day here."
Katarine shrugged, "That's what you get for talking back to a teacher. Is it so wrong to be against a person's views?"
"Depens on what you said, I guess. How long was I sitting here?" Sean asked.
"An hour, how should I know?" Katarine continued to head down the stone steps.
Sean pulled his headphones down around his neck and stood up, quickly gathering his things. "Which way are you going?"
"Left. Spring Street. Why?"
"I was just wondering...maybe we could walk together or something." Sean muttered, knowing full well that Katarine would probably rather gouge out her eyes than walk home with him. "Since we're both going the same way."
After a pause, the only sound being the movement of Katarine's backpack and coat, she said softly, "If you want, it's not like I can stop you."
Sean, not knowing whether to be happy about this or not, grumbled, "Okay, thanks." He swung his backpack over his shoulder and jogged over to Katrine. "How was your day?" He asked, mustering up words to put them into a sentence.
"It was all right, for the most part, though I don't really care for History." Katarine replied halfheartedly, looking everywhere but at Sean, "I didn't know that you came here."
"Yeah... well, I didn't really have time to tell you, did I? I just kind of ran off..." He gulped silently, letting his words fade away, fearing Katarine's remark.
Surprisingly she said nothing, she just stared forward as the turned left and headed down the street.
Biting his lip, Sean struggled for things to say. "I-"
"Why are you doing this?" Katarine asked, though it seemed to be that she was asking the air.
"Doing what?" Sean replied carefully.
Katarine made a hand motion, "Walking with me. I would've thought that you'd rather eat a dog than ever even lay eyes me again."
"You shouldn't assume things like that." Sean said haughtingly, though he didn't mean to.
Through gritted teeth, Katarine replied, "You could have fooled me three years ago." She remained deathly silent after that, avoiding Sean as much as she could.
He didn't mind though, it wasn't like Sean thought that everything would be peachy keen again. Sean messed up horribly three years ago, he did something that he forced himself to forget about; something that he knew would make a permanent rift between Katarine and him. He could only wonder, now that Katarine was back in his life, what she did with herself.
??flashback??
Sean reaches out and grabs Katarine's belt, pulling her backwards to him, "All right... I'll go. It'll be worth swimming through crap to see your stuff. Not too many people I know can turn a pile of steel into a pretty -er- manacing sculpture."
Katarine turns around and huge Sean, a smile on her face. "Thanks, Hope." She gives him a quick kiss on the lips, "We'd better get to class, Lord knows Mrs.Gonwa will have a fit if we're late." She pulls out of the hug.
Now holding onto Katarine's wrist, Sean leans forward and kisses Katarine and after a second of shock, she kisses him back. He pulls away slightly, after what seemed like hours, and didn't move his eyes from Katarine's. "That's the first time I've kissed a girl with a lip-ring."
"... I can put in a stud." Katarine volunteers.
Sean smiles, "No. I like it, it's different- good different." He gives Katarine's hand a squeeze, "We should get going."
?? end flashback??
Feeling completely miserable, Sean walked into his brother's apartment and into the living room, collapsing onto the couch and staring at the black television screen. He didn't bother taking his backpack off, who really cared if his discman broke? Sighing, Sean closed his eyes and scolded himself for having these flashbacks.
"You all right, little bro?" Tracker asked, walking out of his bedroom and looking over at Sean, "You realize you're crushing everything in your book bag?"
Sean shrugged, "I don't really care."
"What's wrong? Are you ill or something?"
Shaking his head, Sean let out another sigh, "Just guess who's moved here. Take a wild guess." He demanded coolly.
Tracker, bewildered, shrugged. "I have no idea. What's eating you, Sean?"
"Katarine Desories." Sean said in monotone.
"Oh?" Tracker replied, "I take it you know her."
Sean nods, "We used to date until, well, didn't Mom and Dad tell you?" He asked, trying to avoid retelling something to Tracker that Sean didn't even want flooding back to him... he already had so much guilt for what happened.
Sean sighed and turned up the volume on his cd player. He watched as other people walk home, slowly leaving Sean alone on the school steps. He was getting lost in the world of apologizing to Ms. Jackson, when a door slamming brought him hurtling back into the present world. Shutting off his cd player, Sean turned around and saw Katarine starting to walk down the steps in front of him. "Stalking me, are you?"
Katarine raised her eyes to look at Sean, "Or the other way around, it's pretty hard to stalk someone while you're in detention."
"Detention? It's your first day here."
Katarine shrugged, "That's what you get for talking back to a teacher. Is it so wrong to be against a person's views?"
"Depens on what you said, I guess. How long was I sitting here?" Sean asked.
"An hour, how should I know?" Katarine continued to head down the stone steps.
Sean pulled his headphones down around his neck and stood up, quickly gathering his things. "Which way are you going?"
"Left. Spring Street. Why?"
"I was just wondering...maybe we could walk together or something." Sean muttered, knowing full well that Katarine would probably rather gouge out her eyes than walk home with him. "Since we're both going the same way."
After a pause, the only sound being the movement of Katarine's backpack and coat, she said softly, "If you want, it's not like I can stop you."
Sean, not knowing whether to be happy about this or not, grumbled, "Okay, thanks." He swung his backpack over his shoulder and jogged over to Katrine. "How was your day?" He asked, mustering up words to put them into a sentence.
"It was all right, for the most part, though I don't really care for History." Katarine replied halfheartedly, looking everywhere but at Sean, "I didn't know that you came here."
"Yeah... well, I didn't really have time to tell you, did I? I just kind of ran off..." He gulped silently, letting his words fade away, fearing Katarine's remark.
Surprisingly she said nothing, she just stared forward as the turned left and headed down the street.
Biting his lip, Sean struggled for things to say. "I-"
"Why are you doing this?" Katarine asked, though it seemed to be that she was asking the air.
"Doing what?" Sean replied carefully.
Katarine made a hand motion, "Walking with me. I would've thought that you'd rather eat a dog than ever even lay eyes me again."
"You shouldn't assume things like that." Sean said haughtingly, though he didn't mean to.
Through gritted teeth, Katarine replied, "You could have fooled me three years ago." She remained deathly silent after that, avoiding Sean as much as she could.
He didn't mind though, it wasn't like Sean thought that everything would be peachy keen again. Sean messed up horribly three years ago, he did something that he forced himself to forget about; something that he knew would make a permanent rift between Katarine and him. He could only wonder, now that Katarine was back in his life, what she did with herself.
??flashback??
Sean reaches out and grabs Katarine's belt, pulling her backwards to him, "All right... I'll go. It'll be worth swimming through crap to see your stuff. Not too many people I know can turn a pile of steel into a pretty -er- manacing sculpture."
Katarine turns around and huge Sean, a smile on her face. "Thanks, Hope." She gives him a quick kiss on the lips, "We'd better get to class, Lord knows Mrs.Gonwa will have a fit if we're late." She pulls out of the hug.
Now holding onto Katarine's wrist, Sean leans forward and kisses Katarine and after a second of shock, she kisses him back. He pulls away slightly, after what seemed like hours, and didn't move his eyes from Katarine's. "That's the first time I've kissed a girl with a lip-ring."
"... I can put in a stud." Katarine volunteers.
Sean smiles, "No. I like it, it's different- good different." He gives Katarine's hand a squeeze, "We should get going."
?? end flashback??
Feeling completely miserable, Sean walked into his brother's apartment and into the living room, collapsing onto the couch and staring at the black television screen. He didn't bother taking his backpack off, who really cared if his discman broke? Sighing, Sean closed his eyes and scolded himself for having these flashbacks.
"You all right, little bro?" Tracker asked, walking out of his bedroom and looking over at Sean, "You realize you're crushing everything in your book bag?"
Sean shrugged, "I don't really care."
"What's wrong? Are you ill or something?"
Shaking his head, Sean let out another sigh, "Just guess who's moved here. Take a wild guess." He demanded coolly.
Tracker, bewildered, shrugged. "I have no idea. What's eating you, Sean?"
"Katarine Desories." Sean said in monotone.
"Oh?" Tracker replied, "I take it you know her."
Sean nods, "We used to date until, well, didn't Mom and Dad tell you?" He asked, trying to avoid retelling something to Tracker that Sean didn't even want flooding back to him... he already had so much guilt for what happened.