Meredith with held her tear the entire bus ride, she had always been the type to hold in here feelings and trued to show as little emotion as possible. Emotions make people notice you, Meredith liked blending in with the background, though it seemed that at a high glamour school such as Eden Hall Academy a frumpy waitress like her wasn't going to be undetected. She pulled the door to Mickey's open with tense arms, her nose automatically being attacked by the smell of the deep fryer.
"Hey Meredith, how was school?" Casey chirped from behind the counter where she was busily making coffee
"It was alright. I better go put on my uniform." The girl slipped into the ladies' room and pulled her work clothes from her backpack. She dressed as quickly as human could and went back out into the diner. Casey was already gone and there restaurant was empty so she pulled out her order pad and pen and started doodling on it.
"Hi Meredith, uh sorry about hitting you with that note in class today." She lifted her head to see Charlie standing in front of her with his hands in his pockets and without the slightest hint of sincerity in his voice.
"That's fine Charlie." She forced a smile at him, knowing from his demeanor he wasn't remorseful. Not that he meant to hit her in the face, only that he found it slightly funny that he had. "Can I get you anything?"
"Nah, I'm meeting somebody here in a few minutes, so I'm just gonna go sit in one of the booths and chill. Oh and by the way dean Buckley only has one horn you might wanna add the other one." He referred to the doodle Meredith had been working on when he came in, as he walked away.
She looked down at her sketch and scribbled on another horn on the dean's head. The picture was one of the school engulfed in flames with the words Eden Hell written above it. The dean was dressed like Satan and you could see the faces of various students in the windows of the building. It wasn't the worlds best quality drawing but everyone had to have something they're good at, Meredith could drawn, not great, not even good, just better then most.
"Hey, I forgot something at my house, when my friend gets here can you tell him I ran to the house to get it and I'll be right back?" Charlie's voice shattered her concentration yet again.
When Meredith nodded in response Charlie took off.
No more then ten minutes later the diner door was opened and a tall boy with long dark hair walked in. He was wearing Army fatigues and a bandana, Meredith recognized him instantly. The boy settled himself onto a stool at the counter and gave her a studying look. She tore her drawing off the top oh her order pad and stuffed it in her pocket as she walked over to him with a bland expression on her face.
"Charlie had to go get something at home, can I get you something to while you wait?"
The boy studied her face even closer then, trying to see if it registered familiar
"How did you know I'm looking for Conway?"
"Because you're Fulton Reed and Ducks fly together." She explained "So do you want something?"
"Yeah, can I get a cheese burger and a coke?"
"Yeah, pickles?"
"Please."
Moments later Charlie came back with his elbow pads in hand and dropped himself on the stool next to Fulton
"So you ready to go?"
"I ordered a cheese burger while you were gone, it hasn't come yet." The Bash Brother answered drumming his fingers impatiently on the counter
"I got it covered. Hey Rice put Fulton's burger on my mother's tab, we're outa here."
"Sure Charlie." The girl shooed him with her hand without turning around to her them. Charlie Conway seemed to be one of the worlds biggest jerks to her and if Fulton hung out with him then he couldn't be much better in her mind.
The two male Ducks began on their way to the basketball court at a local elementary school to join the rest of the team in a pick up game and were nearly there before either of them said a word.
"Hey Charlie do you know that dark haired waitress?"
The captain cocked his head to look at his burly companion
"Meredith?" Charlie raised his brows
"I dunno, the dark haired one with the monotone voice."
"Yeah Meredith, she started there over the summer vacation. Doesn't have much of a personality. Why?"
"Nothing really, she just seemed sorta… whatever." He wanted to say she seemed lonely and depressed, like she had a wall up but he was Fulton Reed a Bash Brother all brawn no brain, he wasn't suppose to notice things like that.
"Yeah okay."
The next day at school Meredith stood in the middle of the lunch room with her tray in fully loaded and in hand. The day prior she managed to avoid the cafeteria by using her lunch time to take a tour of the campus but that day she was hungry and was determined to eat. The only problem was finding a place to sit. Every table was occupied by people of certain cliques. There was the cheerleaders at one closest to those of the varsity athletes (one for each sport), JV had their own section, the activist another, the newspaper staff and AV club ate together as did the chorus and drama club and the student government and peer leaders. There were so many groups to belong to and she wasn't a member of any, nor did she even dream of tying to fit in with them.
Fulton strained his neck a bit searching for a sign of Meredith, he had made a decision when he got home the night before to help her feel like a part of the school. Sort of be the unofficial Mighty Duck welcome wagon. When he spotted her however she was on her way out the side door of the dining hall with her food.
"I got something to do guys, I'll see yas later." He pushed away from the table and followed Meredith out. He found her sitting on the lawn between the caf and the library peeling an orange and shivering in the bitter chill of a Minnesota fall.
" A little cold?"
She looked up from her orange with a small scowl
"No." she lied not showing weakness
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Are you always so easy to talk to?"
"No sometimes I'm difficult."
"Yeah right." Fulton settled down on the ground beside her and she rolled her eyes at him
"Shouldn't you be eating with the hockey team?"
"You're such a merry person you know that? No I decided that coming out here in the minus five hundred degree weather was a better idea. You looked like you needed company."
"Well it was nice of you, sweet gesture really, but I'm fine. There's no use in you risking frost bite out her for me."
"I'm stayin anyway. So where ya from?"
"Stillwater." She groaned thinking 'Oh great twenty question now'
"Kick ass me too. I live on Curve Crest Boulevard, you?"
"East Orleans Street." She sighed
"That's a few blocks away from me, we should hang out of sometime."
"Yeah right Fulton, we can be best friends." Meredith snapped sarcastically
"Sure, why not. It doesn't look like you're being swarmed by people trying to be nice to you here. But I'm not gonna sit her and take this snotty attitude. I'm going in enjoy the cold, if you ever choose that you want somebody to talk to let me know, I'll be around." He got up and walked ten feet when he was stopped in his tracks
"Fulton wait! It's uh really chilly out here, do you wanna go in there and talk for a bit?" Meredith stood up from her spot and gesture to the library with her hand
"Cool, let's go." He suppressed a smirk as he followed the girl.
They spent the remainder of lunch break talking, well Fulton did most of the talking Meredith merely answered all the questions he posed to her. She still wasn't comfortable with him, friends weren't something she ever had in abundance in grammar of middle school. However having Fulton around seemed better then facing the harsh reality that was High School all alone.
~* As you can see Fulton one the friendship vote, I'm not sure if I'm writing him well cuz I'm not really a Fulton person, I'm better with Banks and Charlie, but I'm trying. I haven't figured out if I want romance between Meredith and the Bash Brother or if they'll just be really close friends. Do you guys have any request, what you'd like to read? I aim to please.*~
"Hey Meredith, how was school?" Casey chirped from behind the counter where she was busily making coffee
"It was alright. I better go put on my uniform." The girl slipped into the ladies' room and pulled her work clothes from her backpack. She dressed as quickly as human could and went back out into the diner. Casey was already gone and there restaurant was empty so she pulled out her order pad and pen and started doodling on it.
"Hi Meredith, uh sorry about hitting you with that note in class today." She lifted her head to see Charlie standing in front of her with his hands in his pockets and without the slightest hint of sincerity in his voice.
"That's fine Charlie." She forced a smile at him, knowing from his demeanor he wasn't remorseful. Not that he meant to hit her in the face, only that he found it slightly funny that he had. "Can I get you anything?"
"Nah, I'm meeting somebody here in a few minutes, so I'm just gonna go sit in one of the booths and chill. Oh and by the way dean Buckley only has one horn you might wanna add the other one." He referred to the doodle Meredith had been working on when he came in, as he walked away.
She looked down at her sketch and scribbled on another horn on the dean's head. The picture was one of the school engulfed in flames with the words Eden Hell written above it. The dean was dressed like Satan and you could see the faces of various students in the windows of the building. It wasn't the worlds best quality drawing but everyone had to have something they're good at, Meredith could drawn, not great, not even good, just better then most.
"Hey, I forgot something at my house, when my friend gets here can you tell him I ran to the house to get it and I'll be right back?" Charlie's voice shattered her concentration yet again.
When Meredith nodded in response Charlie took off.
No more then ten minutes later the diner door was opened and a tall boy with long dark hair walked in. He was wearing Army fatigues and a bandana, Meredith recognized him instantly. The boy settled himself onto a stool at the counter and gave her a studying look. She tore her drawing off the top oh her order pad and stuffed it in her pocket as she walked over to him with a bland expression on her face.
"Charlie had to go get something at home, can I get you something to while you wait?"
The boy studied her face even closer then, trying to see if it registered familiar
"How did you know I'm looking for Conway?"
"Because you're Fulton Reed and Ducks fly together." She explained "So do you want something?"
"Yeah, can I get a cheese burger and a coke?"
"Yeah, pickles?"
"Please."
Moments later Charlie came back with his elbow pads in hand and dropped himself on the stool next to Fulton
"So you ready to go?"
"I ordered a cheese burger while you were gone, it hasn't come yet." The Bash Brother answered drumming his fingers impatiently on the counter
"I got it covered. Hey Rice put Fulton's burger on my mother's tab, we're outa here."
"Sure Charlie." The girl shooed him with her hand without turning around to her them. Charlie Conway seemed to be one of the worlds biggest jerks to her and if Fulton hung out with him then he couldn't be much better in her mind.
The two male Ducks began on their way to the basketball court at a local elementary school to join the rest of the team in a pick up game and were nearly there before either of them said a word.
"Hey Charlie do you know that dark haired waitress?"
The captain cocked his head to look at his burly companion
"Meredith?" Charlie raised his brows
"I dunno, the dark haired one with the monotone voice."
"Yeah Meredith, she started there over the summer vacation. Doesn't have much of a personality. Why?"
"Nothing really, she just seemed sorta… whatever." He wanted to say she seemed lonely and depressed, like she had a wall up but he was Fulton Reed a Bash Brother all brawn no brain, he wasn't suppose to notice things like that.
"Yeah okay."
The next day at school Meredith stood in the middle of the lunch room with her tray in fully loaded and in hand. The day prior she managed to avoid the cafeteria by using her lunch time to take a tour of the campus but that day she was hungry and was determined to eat. The only problem was finding a place to sit. Every table was occupied by people of certain cliques. There was the cheerleaders at one closest to those of the varsity athletes (one for each sport), JV had their own section, the activist another, the newspaper staff and AV club ate together as did the chorus and drama club and the student government and peer leaders. There were so many groups to belong to and she wasn't a member of any, nor did she even dream of tying to fit in with them.
Fulton strained his neck a bit searching for a sign of Meredith, he had made a decision when he got home the night before to help her feel like a part of the school. Sort of be the unofficial Mighty Duck welcome wagon. When he spotted her however she was on her way out the side door of the dining hall with her food.
"I got something to do guys, I'll see yas later." He pushed away from the table and followed Meredith out. He found her sitting on the lawn between the caf and the library peeling an orange and shivering in the bitter chill of a Minnesota fall.
" A little cold?"
She looked up from her orange with a small scowl
"No." she lied not showing weakness
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Are you always so easy to talk to?"
"No sometimes I'm difficult."
"Yeah right." Fulton settled down on the ground beside her and she rolled her eyes at him
"Shouldn't you be eating with the hockey team?"
"You're such a merry person you know that? No I decided that coming out here in the minus five hundred degree weather was a better idea. You looked like you needed company."
"Well it was nice of you, sweet gesture really, but I'm fine. There's no use in you risking frost bite out her for me."
"I'm stayin anyway. So where ya from?"
"Stillwater." She groaned thinking 'Oh great twenty question now'
"Kick ass me too. I live on Curve Crest Boulevard, you?"
"East Orleans Street." She sighed
"That's a few blocks away from me, we should hang out of sometime."
"Yeah right Fulton, we can be best friends." Meredith snapped sarcastically
"Sure, why not. It doesn't look like you're being swarmed by people trying to be nice to you here. But I'm not gonna sit her and take this snotty attitude. I'm going in enjoy the cold, if you ever choose that you want somebody to talk to let me know, I'll be around." He got up and walked ten feet when he was stopped in his tracks
"Fulton wait! It's uh really chilly out here, do you wanna go in there and talk for a bit?" Meredith stood up from her spot and gesture to the library with her hand
"Cool, let's go." He suppressed a smirk as he followed the girl.
They spent the remainder of lunch break talking, well Fulton did most of the talking Meredith merely answered all the questions he posed to her. She still wasn't comfortable with him, friends weren't something she ever had in abundance in grammar of middle school. However having Fulton around seemed better then facing the harsh reality that was High School all alone.
~* As you can see Fulton one the friendship vote, I'm not sure if I'm writing him well cuz I'm not really a Fulton person, I'm better with Banks and Charlie, but I'm trying. I haven't figured out if I want romance between Meredith and the Bash Brother or if they'll just be really close friends. Do you guys have any request, what you'd like to read? I aim to please.*~