Chapter: The right words
Hey everyone I'm back. I do have a new computer, but I decided. Since my new computer has a more advanced Microsoft word, my laptop will be my story computer since it has the older version, while my new computer, with Window XP, will be my homework/study until the summer, computer. I know confusing, but enjoy.
After seeing the poster, Van now has a thought that can plague him until he gets it out.
Prozen has begin teaching his class, and as usual, van isn't paying attention.
:::Ever since I saw that poster, I can't help but think about that dance.:::: Van mentally yells at himself. He turns to Fiona, who is paying attention to the front.
"I hope you all finished your homework." Prozen says turning from the board and now to the class. Van reaches in his book to get his work, now observing it. Fiona grabs her paper and looks it over.
"Did you finish your homework Van?" Fiona asks finishing her writing name on it and then turning to him.
"Yeah I did, well some of it." Van says putting his name on his work.
"Please pass your work to the front." Prozen requests as the class does what he asks.
"I hope he takes what I did, I mean it's not really finished." Van sighs.
"It should be ok." Fiona says smiling at him. Every time he sees her smile, he tries hard not to melt.
"Now class, this is the assignment for the day." Prozen says grabbing some papers off his desk and now passing them out.
"Great more things I can't figure out." Van mumbles as Prozen passes them a paper each. Once Van gets his, he over looks it, and looks at Fiona.
::::Now of all times would be a great time to gather your words to ask her out.::: Van mentally says looking back at his paper.
Second to the back row*
Thomas is watching them out the corner of his eye and can see them chatting on and off.
::::Enjoy the time you have with her Fligheit, because the time is ever so drawing near.:::: Thomas thinks now turning back to the front.
Back row*
While doing his course work, Van's mind begins to wonder off to the dance, of course if Fiona said yes to him.
Night of the dance*
Van is waiting outside of Fiona's residence, for her, with black stretched limousine in her driveway.
"I bet she is going to look so beautiful. No, not bet I know she will." Van says to himself, while holding the corsage. Soon after he looks down at the corsage box, the door opens and out walks Fiona, wearing a long blue Prom dress with matching shoes and purse with her hair done in a French bun. Van looks up to see how Fiona is dressed. After getting a good look at her, the corner of his mouth begins to become moist. (sorry for you weak stomach people). She walks up to Van and smiles.
"Good evening Madam." Van says straitening up.
"Good evening sir." Fiona says giggling.
"Your corsage." Van says taking it out of the box and gently placing it on her right wrist. Fiona watches as he does this, while looking at the limousine that is in her driveway.
"Van you didn't have to go through all this trouble for me." Fiona says looking back at Van.
"Oh I had to. After all this is a special night, for a special lady." Van says now looking back in her face, at her delicate facial features.
"Thanks Van." Fiona says smiling warmly.
"Are we ready to get on about our merry way?" Van asks holding out his arm.
"Yes we are." Fiona says taking Van's arm.
"I want to get Cinderella home before midnight." Van jokes as he helps her into the limousine.
Reality*
Van is daydreaming, not paying attention to Fiona, who has been calling him for at least 5 minutes now.
"Van." Fiona whispers, loud enough not to get caught. Van snaps out of it and turns to her.
"I'm sorry. You said something?" Van asks now looking into her face.
"Yeah. Do you need help?" Fiona asks, now noticing van's nervous expression.
"Um yeah sure." Van says now getting back on task with what they were working on.
As they worked, the time flew, while Van continuously tired to find the right words to ask Fiona out.
Class Bell*
The class bell just rung, now catching the attention of both the teacher and the students.
"Ok class that is enough for the day. What you didn't finish, please take home and bring back tomorrow." Prozen says now dismissing the class.
Everyone gathers their things and pile out. Thomas gets one last glance at them in the back and walks out, now waiting outside for Fiona.
Inside*
"I see you survived." Fiona says as she gets up from her desk.
"Yeah I did." Van says getting up and grabbing his book.
"Would you like to walk me to my next class?" Fiona asks turning to Van.
"You know as always." Van says as they finally leave the class. Prozen was listening to a tiny bit of their conversation and shakes his head.
"Van's a good kid. He may not listen to me a lot, but he sure does have a way with women." Prozen says slightly laughing to himself.
Van and Fiona are finally outside of the class, for when Thomas jumps in front of them.
"Hello Fiona. Nice day we are having?" Thomas says grinning. Fiona forces a smile and turns to Thomas.
"Yeah we are." Fiona says trying to hold her fake smile.
"Do you need an escort to next class?" Thomas asks hoping Van would be out of the picture.
"Sorry Thomas, I have already have an escort. Maybe next time." Fiona says as Van slightly waves.
Thomas growls and stomps away.
"Fiona, can I ask you something?" Van asks stuttering over every word.
"Sure Van." Fiona asks looking at him.
"Well you see, there is this, thing, that uh, the school will, well I guess what I'm trying to say is." Van says trying to gather his words.
"Well we are going to be late for Math so you can ask me there ok?" Fiona says sweetly as Van nods.
"Sure." Van says as he escorts her to math, along with himself.
Math*
The teacher is doing an equation on the board, in which Van is still trying to find the words to ask Fiona out.
"What to say? How to react if she rejects me?" Van questions himself.
Fiona is paying attention to the front, not noticing Van's eyes tracing over her figure.
"She's too nice to turn me down, but at the same time, veronica was the same way and she turned me down." Van says recalling the past.
Fiona turns to van and smiles, and he smiles back.
"It has to be today." Van mumbles as he pays his attention back to the board.
After the teacher gets through explaining the work, assignments are passed. Van and Fiona are partners.
"I'll be here if you need some assistance." Fiona sweetly says as van snaps out of his daydream.
"Ok, well I have a question now." Van says getting Fiona's attention.
::::I hope this works:::: Van says to himself.
"Yes." Fiona says looking at him.
"Well do you know how the aquatic equations and the acute angles go so good with each other?" Van explains.
"Yeah sorta, go on." Fiona says listening to him.
"Well let's say that the left aquatic equation goes right with the right acute angle and they well had a lot in common." Van says hoping she would get it, but is leaving her confused.
"Huh?" Fiona asks.
"Well ok let's say if the angles were having a get together and there was a left aquatic equation that was too shy to ask one of the right aquatic equation to the gathering. Do you know the best way to solve that?" Van asks as Fiona begins to nod, in understanding.
"Let me see, the left aquatic equation needs to try to find the right equation to fit in with the right equation so the left can work it's way in with the angles." Fiona says smiling at Van now answering his question.
"Ok thanks." Van says now feeling relieved. Van begins on his work. Out of curiosity, Fiona doesn't ask why. She begins on her work as well. Now having to have heard the question and how it came out is really making her wonder why Van asked.
::::I wonder what Van has on his mind to make him ask me... As she looks over the class, she spots the bulletin board with the poster of the harvest dance. After looking at that, Van's words play back in her head, now knowing where that question came from.
"Left Equation too shy to ask the right equation to the gathering." Fiona silently says to herself. Fiona turns to Van, who is working on his paper.
::::I'll let him find the answer by himself or give him a hint.::: Fiona says as she goes back to her work.
Ok enough for now. I'm back people. I hope you like this chapter and I have a new story coming out soon as well. I'll update my other 2 later today, well one, if the other leaves me stumped, but that new story, most defiantly.
Thanks for being patient. Review and thanks.
Hey everyone I'm back. I do have a new computer, but I decided. Since my new computer has a more advanced Microsoft word, my laptop will be my story computer since it has the older version, while my new computer, with Window XP, will be my homework/study until the summer, computer. I know confusing, but enjoy.
After seeing the poster, Van now has a thought that can plague him until he gets it out.
Prozen has begin teaching his class, and as usual, van isn't paying attention.
:::Ever since I saw that poster, I can't help but think about that dance.:::: Van mentally yells at himself. He turns to Fiona, who is paying attention to the front.
"I hope you all finished your homework." Prozen says turning from the board and now to the class. Van reaches in his book to get his work, now observing it. Fiona grabs her paper and looks it over.
"Did you finish your homework Van?" Fiona asks finishing her writing name on it and then turning to him.
"Yeah I did, well some of it." Van says putting his name on his work.
"Please pass your work to the front." Prozen requests as the class does what he asks.
"I hope he takes what I did, I mean it's not really finished." Van sighs.
"It should be ok." Fiona says smiling at him. Every time he sees her smile, he tries hard not to melt.
"Now class, this is the assignment for the day." Prozen says grabbing some papers off his desk and now passing them out.
"Great more things I can't figure out." Van mumbles as Prozen passes them a paper each. Once Van gets his, he over looks it, and looks at Fiona.
::::Now of all times would be a great time to gather your words to ask her out.::: Van mentally says looking back at his paper.
Second to the back row*
Thomas is watching them out the corner of his eye and can see them chatting on and off.
::::Enjoy the time you have with her Fligheit, because the time is ever so drawing near.:::: Thomas thinks now turning back to the front.
Back row*
While doing his course work, Van's mind begins to wonder off to the dance, of course if Fiona said yes to him.
Night of the dance*
Van is waiting outside of Fiona's residence, for her, with black stretched limousine in her driveway.
"I bet she is going to look so beautiful. No, not bet I know she will." Van says to himself, while holding the corsage. Soon after he looks down at the corsage box, the door opens and out walks Fiona, wearing a long blue Prom dress with matching shoes and purse with her hair done in a French bun. Van looks up to see how Fiona is dressed. After getting a good look at her, the corner of his mouth begins to become moist. (sorry for you weak stomach people). She walks up to Van and smiles.
"Good evening Madam." Van says straitening up.
"Good evening sir." Fiona says giggling.
"Your corsage." Van says taking it out of the box and gently placing it on her right wrist. Fiona watches as he does this, while looking at the limousine that is in her driveway.
"Van you didn't have to go through all this trouble for me." Fiona says looking back at Van.
"Oh I had to. After all this is a special night, for a special lady." Van says now looking back in her face, at her delicate facial features.
"Thanks Van." Fiona says smiling warmly.
"Are we ready to get on about our merry way?" Van asks holding out his arm.
"Yes we are." Fiona says taking Van's arm.
"I want to get Cinderella home before midnight." Van jokes as he helps her into the limousine.
Reality*
Van is daydreaming, not paying attention to Fiona, who has been calling him for at least 5 minutes now.
"Van." Fiona whispers, loud enough not to get caught. Van snaps out of it and turns to her.
"I'm sorry. You said something?" Van asks now looking into her face.
"Yeah. Do you need help?" Fiona asks, now noticing van's nervous expression.
"Um yeah sure." Van says now getting back on task with what they were working on.
As they worked, the time flew, while Van continuously tired to find the right words to ask Fiona out.
Class Bell*
The class bell just rung, now catching the attention of both the teacher and the students.
"Ok class that is enough for the day. What you didn't finish, please take home and bring back tomorrow." Prozen says now dismissing the class.
Everyone gathers their things and pile out. Thomas gets one last glance at them in the back and walks out, now waiting outside for Fiona.
Inside*
"I see you survived." Fiona says as she gets up from her desk.
"Yeah I did." Van says getting up and grabbing his book.
"Would you like to walk me to my next class?" Fiona asks turning to Van.
"You know as always." Van says as they finally leave the class. Prozen was listening to a tiny bit of their conversation and shakes his head.
"Van's a good kid. He may not listen to me a lot, but he sure does have a way with women." Prozen says slightly laughing to himself.
Van and Fiona are finally outside of the class, for when Thomas jumps in front of them.
"Hello Fiona. Nice day we are having?" Thomas says grinning. Fiona forces a smile and turns to Thomas.
"Yeah we are." Fiona says trying to hold her fake smile.
"Do you need an escort to next class?" Thomas asks hoping Van would be out of the picture.
"Sorry Thomas, I have already have an escort. Maybe next time." Fiona says as Van slightly waves.
Thomas growls and stomps away.
"Fiona, can I ask you something?" Van asks stuttering over every word.
"Sure Van." Fiona asks looking at him.
"Well you see, there is this, thing, that uh, the school will, well I guess what I'm trying to say is." Van says trying to gather his words.
"Well we are going to be late for Math so you can ask me there ok?" Fiona says sweetly as Van nods.
"Sure." Van says as he escorts her to math, along with himself.
Math*
The teacher is doing an equation on the board, in which Van is still trying to find the words to ask Fiona out.
"What to say? How to react if she rejects me?" Van questions himself.
Fiona is paying attention to the front, not noticing Van's eyes tracing over her figure.
"She's too nice to turn me down, but at the same time, veronica was the same way and she turned me down." Van says recalling the past.
Fiona turns to van and smiles, and he smiles back.
"It has to be today." Van mumbles as he pays his attention back to the board.
After the teacher gets through explaining the work, assignments are passed. Van and Fiona are partners.
"I'll be here if you need some assistance." Fiona sweetly says as van snaps out of his daydream.
"Ok, well I have a question now." Van says getting Fiona's attention.
::::I hope this works:::: Van says to himself.
"Yes." Fiona says looking at him.
"Well do you know how the aquatic equations and the acute angles go so good with each other?" Van explains.
"Yeah sorta, go on." Fiona says listening to him.
"Well let's say that the left aquatic equation goes right with the right acute angle and they well had a lot in common." Van says hoping she would get it, but is leaving her confused.
"Huh?" Fiona asks.
"Well ok let's say if the angles were having a get together and there was a left aquatic equation that was too shy to ask one of the right aquatic equation to the gathering. Do you know the best way to solve that?" Van asks as Fiona begins to nod, in understanding.
"Let me see, the left aquatic equation needs to try to find the right equation to fit in with the right equation so the left can work it's way in with the angles." Fiona says smiling at Van now answering his question.
"Ok thanks." Van says now feeling relieved. Van begins on his work. Out of curiosity, Fiona doesn't ask why. She begins on her work as well. Now having to have heard the question and how it came out is really making her wonder why Van asked.
::::I wonder what Van has on his mind to make him ask me... As she looks over the class, she spots the bulletin board with the poster of the harvest dance. After looking at that, Van's words play back in her head, now knowing where that question came from.
"Left Equation too shy to ask the right equation to the gathering." Fiona silently says to herself. Fiona turns to Van, who is working on his paper.
::::I'll let him find the answer by himself or give him a hint.::: Fiona says as she goes back to her work.
Ok enough for now. I'm back people. I hope you like this chapter and I have a new story coming out soon as well. I'll update my other 2 later today, well one, if the other leaves me stumped, but that new story, most defiantly.
Thanks for being patient. Review and thanks.
