"Uh hu. sure." Caroline laughed sarcastically.
Liney ran through the halls of the lonely building where her next class, the class she was late for, was. Secretly, she was cursing to herself, but soon her thoughts were interrupted by a loud pain in her head. What idiot was not looking where he was going and had run into her?
A beautiful idiot. He had rutty brown hair and deep brown eyes she thought she could stare in forever. Apparently, that was just what she was doing, for he swayed in front of her than carelessly waved his hands.
"You awake, love? Bit of a blow, wasn't it? " he asked with a hearty smile.
"I'm fine, but I've got to get to class. Bye." Caroline scurried off to her class. Slid in the door and scampered to the nearest free seat and waited for the professor to ridicule her. However, to her surprise he did no such thing, in fact everyone was now starring at the same guy she had run into. He was tall with scruffy cargo jeans and I white long sleeve shirt.
"Welcome Mr. Sparrow, glad to see you've found time in your busy schedule to join us for class."
"Sorry, sir, bit of a run in on my way to class." He smiled and winked at Caroline.
"Well, try not to run into any inanimate objects next time."
"Oh, no, sir this was far from that."
"Whatever, just sit down, Mr. Sparrow."
And, after a pointless hour with that indignant teacher, they were finally let free.
Caroline collected her books and began to walk out the door. She sighed a heavy sigh and began walking over to where she was to meet Ron when Mr. Sparrow jogged up behind her.
"Hullo," he said very cheerfully taking a swooping bow.
"Hi, listen, I'm sorry.Mr. Sparrow, about making you late to class and all." Liney said.
"Fell free to call me Jack, till you must call me Captain Jack. Oh, my dear.my dear..well, whatever your name may be, there is no reason to worry about me, I'm perfectly fine, bit of a bruise from your bag, I can't even begin to imagine what you keep in there, but whatever it may be, it sure did hurt."
"Oh, that, just some light reading material," Liney admitted shyly.
"I would not choose that adjective to describe it, but to each his.or in your case, her, own."
"Thanks."
"No, thank you."
"Why? I did nothing Oh, wait, I made you late to class. But there's no reason to say thanks."
"Oh, but you brightened my day, and that is worth many more thanks then I can give."
Caroline blushed, he was so incredibly sweet, besides, the taste of rum and salt.
"Thanks."
"Would you mind, if I where to make sure you were. safe, to wherever you may go now?"
"You mean to walk me somewhere?"
"If you must put it on that level, love," Jack's eyes twinkled with mischief in the setting sun.
"You do know I have a boyfriend, right?"
"I assumed you must."
"Ugh, well whatever, I have to go now. Bye." She started to walk off when he yelled after her.
"Don't believe I caught your name."
"Don't believe I dropped it." Again, to perhaps her annoyance (or pleasure) he ran after her.
Ron began walking up the bend. Liney was fifteen minutes late, and the horror of where she may be caused him to come looking for her. He saw her shinny, parted golden hair first. He smiled at the reassurance and sincerity it brought him. Then slowly his smile faded into confusion, then jealousy. For at first, when she saw the long locks of someone talking to her, really prancing after her like a puppy, he thought it was a new friend she had made. But then he saw that the creature in dreadlocks was a man. As they came closer, he could see in the eyes of this guy that he liked Liney. He recognized them as his own, minus the sweat and joyous memories they shared.
He waved and put on a fake smile as he came up and kissed Liney.
"Who's this?" He asked after they parted.
"Him? Oh, yes, him, that's Jack."
"How do you do?" Jack asked dramatically. He gave a bow, as before, but this time it was of mockery.
"Fine," Ron said coldly. "Um, we have places to see, things to do, showers to take, so we must be off."
"Lucky man you must be to take showers with the likes of her." Jack said with a smirk. Caroline was shocked. She wanted to punch him, but then the way he said it made it sound funny. And she saw in his cozy eyes that he was joking. So she laughed, for she did find it funny. Despite the inconsistent political correctness of it all. Ron eyed her suspiciously. She only laughed at sick jokes like these when they were funny, like Leslie's, this was just "hand me a trashcan, bring some air freshener and get out of here for the next twenty minutes." Sick. He shuttered.
"Next class, eh?" Jack said smiling a golden-toothed smile.
Caroline nodded as she was shuffled off by Ron.
"I DO NOT trust that guy." Ron said as they studied in her dorm.
"Why not?" she asked.
"He's clearly into you." Ron pointed out.
"Into what?"
"He likes you."
"What? No way, you're the only guy that likes me.'
Ron laughed how oblivious she was. All through high school, he shooed away or threatened all the guys that he heard liked her. She was what made him happiest and to loose that would be to lose all that he lives for. Very melodramatic, Ron. He though to himself. But then again there was nothing wrong with being protective of the one you love. Look at mum and dad. They love each other, have since high school.
Liney tapped him on the head with a pencil.
"You who, what are you thinking about?"
"You," he said/
"That's sweet, but I'm not gone yet."
Ron thought to himself, you might be soon.
Liney ran through the halls of the lonely building where her next class, the class she was late for, was. Secretly, she was cursing to herself, but soon her thoughts were interrupted by a loud pain in her head. What idiot was not looking where he was going and had run into her?
A beautiful idiot. He had rutty brown hair and deep brown eyes she thought she could stare in forever. Apparently, that was just what she was doing, for he swayed in front of her than carelessly waved his hands.
"You awake, love? Bit of a blow, wasn't it? " he asked with a hearty smile.
"I'm fine, but I've got to get to class. Bye." Caroline scurried off to her class. Slid in the door and scampered to the nearest free seat and waited for the professor to ridicule her. However, to her surprise he did no such thing, in fact everyone was now starring at the same guy she had run into. He was tall with scruffy cargo jeans and I white long sleeve shirt.
"Welcome Mr. Sparrow, glad to see you've found time in your busy schedule to join us for class."
"Sorry, sir, bit of a run in on my way to class." He smiled and winked at Caroline.
"Well, try not to run into any inanimate objects next time."
"Oh, no, sir this was far from that."
"Whatever, just sit down, Mr. Sparrow."
And, after a pointless hour with that indignant teacher, they were finally let free.
Caroline collected her books and began to walk out the door. She sighed a heavy sigh and began walking over to where she was to meet Ron when Mr. Sparrow jogged up behind her.
"Hullo," he said very cheerfully taking a swooping bow.
"Hi, listen, I'm sorry.Mr. Sparrow, about making you late to class and all." Liney said.
"Fell free to call me Jack, till you must call me Captain Jack. Oh, my dear.my dear..well, whatever your name may be, there is no reason to worry about me, I'm perfectly fine, bit of a bruise from your bag, I can't even begin to imagine what you keep in there, but whatever it may be, it sure did hurt."
"Oh, that, just some light reading material," Liney admitted shyly.
"I would not choose that adjective to describe it, but to each his.or in your case, her, own."
"Thanks."
"No, thank you."
"Why? I did nothing Oh, wait, I made you late to class. But there's no reason to say thanks."
"Oh, but you brightened my day, and that is worth many more thanks then I can give."
Caroline blushed, he was so incredibly sweet, besides, the taste of rum and salt.
"Thanks."
"Would you mind, if I where to make sure you were. safe, to wherever you may go now?"
"You mean to walk me somewhere?"
"If you must put it on that level, love," Jack's eyes twinkled with mischief in the setting sun.
"You do know I have a boyfriend, right?"
"I assumed you must."
"Ugh, well whatever, I have to go now. Bye." She started to walk off when he yelled after her.
"Don't believe I caught your name."
"Don't believe I dropped it." Again, to perhaps her annoyance (or pleasure) he ran after her.
Ron began walking up the bend. Liney was fifteen minutes late, and the horror of where she may be caused him to come looking for her. He saw her shinny, parted golden hair first. He smiled at the reassurance and sincerity it brought him. Then slowly his smile faded into confusion, then jealousy. For at first, when she saw the long locks of someone talking to her, really prancing after her like a puppy, he thought it was a new friend she had made. But then he saw that the creature in dreadlocks was a man. As they came closer, he could see in the eyes of this guy that he liked Liney. He recognized them as his own, minus the sweat and joyous memories they shared.
He waved and put on a fake smile as he came up and kissed Liney.
"Who's this?" He asked after they parted.
"Him? Oh, yes, him, that's Jack."
"How do you do?" Jack asked dramatically. He gave a bow, as before, but this time it was of mockery.
"Fine," Ron said coldly. "Um, we have places to see, things to do, showers to take, so we must be off."
"Lucky man you must be to take showers with the likes of her." Jack said with a smirk. Caroline was shocked. She wanted to punch him, but then the way he said it made it sound funny. And she saw in his cozy eyes that he was joking. So she laughed, for she did find it funny. Despite the inconsistent political correctness of it all. Ron eyed her suspiciously. She only laughed at sick jokes like these when they were funny, like Leslie's, this was just "hand me a trashcan, bring some air freshener and get out of here for the next twenty minutes." Sick. He shuttered.
"Next class, eh?" Jack said smiling a golden-toothed smile.
Caroline nodded as she was shuffled off by Ron.
"I DO NOT trust that guy." Ron said as they studied in her dorm.
"Why not?" she asked.
"He's clearly into you." Ron pointed out.
"Into what?"
"He likes you."
"What? No way, you're the only guy that likes me.'
Ron laughed how oblivious she was. All through high school, he shooed away or threatened all the guys that he heard liked her. She was what made him happiest and to loose that would be to lose all that he lives for. Very melodramatic, Ron. He though to himself. But then again there was nothing wrong with being protective of the one you love. Look at mum and dad. They love each other, have since high school.
Liney tapped him on the head with a pencil.
"You who, what are you thinking about?"
"You," he said/
"That's sweet, but I'm not gone yet."
Ron thought to himself, you might be soon.