[A/N:] So yeah, I kinda upped the rating on this just as a precautionary cause it is kind of starting to get ... mean violent with words... so yeah.
Thanks for the reviews people; you rock the socks off my feet... haha.
-Cam
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Grace sat next to Adam at lunch while Luke tagged behind.
She noticed Adam staring into outer space and she quietly nudged him to break his trance.
"Rove, what's up?"
"I talked to Joan last night."
Grace was shocked to hear Rove did such a thing.
"What'd you guys talk about?"
Adam swirled around some soup in his styrofoam cup.
"Everything."
At that moment Faith sauntered over and handed Grace a book.
"Hey Faith, what's this?"
"It's a look through history on how all the political rioters made their message across. I saw it in the bookstore and thought you might like it. Maybe when you get in another fight with Mr. Price, you can quote something from in there."
Grace couldn't believe that Faith had done such a thing. Most of her friends hated her anarchy, even Luke.
"Thanks Faith, this'll be cool to read and use."
Faith looked at Adam's sullen mood and could only guess why.
As Grace and Luke began looking through the book, Faith sat down next to Adam and tried to cheer him up.
"What's up bucko- Wait, no let me guess. You took my advice and talked to Joan yesterday."
"Which it only blew up in my face. She thinks you and I are dating."
Faith had to hold back a laugh.
"That's the most craziest thing I've ever heard of. Sorry Adam, but I don't see you at all in the romantic sense."
Adam lowered his head a little. He knew Faith didn't like him, but it hurt a little to hear it from her directly.
"Well you know what we're going to do?"
Adam raised his eyes to meet Faith's.
"What?"
"We're going to that dance on Friday and I'm going to get you and Joan together no matter what."
Adam looked a little leery.
"Faith I don't think-"
"Just leave it to me Adam Rove, you'll win the girl of your dreams."
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Joan sighed and slammed her notebook against the tree she was sitting under.
During that exact moment as if on cue, Riley walked over and stood above Joan, blocking most of the sunlight.
"Frustrated much?"
Joan picked up her notebook and Riley sat in front of her, his gray eyes looking at her intently.
"Yeah, I just... too much on my mind I guess."
Just then, a yellow flyer cascaded in the air and landed on Joan's lap.
She picked it up and read it.
It was a flyer for the dance on Friday.
Riley looked over at it and then back at her.
"Well I won't be going to it anyway."
He raised his eyebrows in question.
"Well for starters I don't have a date, and then I don't think my dad will let me go after what happened the last time, and yeah I don't have a date."
Riley smiled at Joan's antics.
"I'll take you if you want."
Joan's eyes lit up.
"Really? Okay... I'll take that offer. But Riley-"
"Yeah Joan?"
"You don't own a gun do you?"
"Guns are scary Joan."
"Okay good."
I hope this doesn't confirm Adam's assumption that I like Riley- Wait who cares about Adam? Well I do. But I shouldn't, but I do... GRAH!
