This is written kinda weird. With all of Hemingway's brevity and Rand's description… No, just kidding, I suck compared to greats like them... Seriously, I'm not fit to scrape the gum off their old shoes... But it is rather vague and brief, but also heavy on the description.Also note that this was originally a part of the upcoming chapter, but I separated the two because I didn't think it fit.

Anyways, I don't own Recess.

There, said all I need to say…

Except… REVIEW! Lol… Okay, I'm done, I promise.

"Let's just get this over with, Teej."

A voice, annoyed and impatient, snapped. Arms crossed over chest, scowl radiating, eyes narrowed, hands clenching into fists. Very visible disapproval.

"Okay."

Another voice. Nervous, shaky, worried, sounding somewhat afraid. Hands fidgeting, smoothing down clothes, licking lips.

Casting worried glances out towards the crowd. The crowd who watched with a sense of eerie fascination at the scene before them; the scene which would symbolize the ending of their childhood. They looked hard at the two before them, judging them, smirking and sneering and gaping at them, whispering. But mostly, they were just staring.

A sigh. Shortly followed by another.

A push.

Hesitant steps forward.

A step closer.

Another step.

The sound of a boot scraping against the pavement.

Closer.

Closer and closer.

Closer, and closer, and closer still.

A foot.

An inch.

Their faces so close together. Gazes locked, knowing what they, together, must do.

A stifled sigh.

Breath hot on their faces, nervous.

So nervous.

Faces edged closer, lips puckering in anticipation.

Less than an inch in-between their faces.

The crowd held its breath.

Their lips touched, eyes closed upon contact.

They couldn't bear to look at each other.

The crowd stared, wide-eyed, mouths gaping open, but they no longer cared.

For they were in a world all their own, and no one else even existed.

The sun was shining. The sky was as blue as his eyes, with not a cloud in sight. The grass was long and far greener than her eyes, dotted with bright, beautifully blossoming wildflowers. The birds sung, there were cute woodland creatures everywhere, and everything seemed so pretty and alive.

But all good things must come to an end.

She could feel it in her bones, the fact that the end was approaching. Trying her hardest, she attempted to hold on to the wonderful feeling. She wished it would never end.

But she felt the cruel pull of reality on her and braced herself for the return to real life.

And then… I woke up.

- Loren ;

Now which Recess character has green eyes?

Oh, trick question, we don't know!

But who is the Mystery Girl?

Well, I think that's fairly obvious, but that doesn't mean much in relation with the fic.

By the way, in case I didn't mention this in the next chapter, this is set when The Gang's all in fifth grade.

Actually, the Mystery Girl is really the one who's most behind in the "Battle for T.J.'s Heart". But shh… Don't tell her that…

Oh, review please! Gracias por su tiempo!