I dont own anything, except Haley character of my own. Hope you enjoy!
Haley:
Haley walked away and headed towards Levinson Hall for her next class. Sitting and listen to her professor lecture Haley's mind slowly started to drift away from 1800th century literature to Richard Thorne. He was the complete opposite of everything Haley was and stood for. Yet there was something still attractive to her for some reason. After finishing class Haley pulled out her cell phone to call the Bugle office.
"Richard Thorne here." He said.
"Hello Mr. Thorne." Haley said playing along with his game.
"What can I do for you?" He said, getting into business mode. Leaning back in his desk chair he skimmed the article on his computer screen.
"I'm calling to reschedule my interview?" Haley said.
"Ms. Carlton, calling so soon. I guess you just can't stay away from me can you?" he smirked forgetting about the article. "So do you really want to reschedule or did you just want to talk to me again?"
"Can't it be both?" Haley said trying to be flirtatious. "So about that interview."
"I think that the reporters should see you in your natural environment. I mean I know that you don't really like the newsroom so I was thinking that you should go out, to the pub on campus. Or maybe you just want to go to the campus pub for fun?" Richard proposed. He couldn't believe that he was actually pursuing her. He wasn't sure if it was the challenge of Haley being a virgin, or the sheer fact that maybe this girl was different than all the rest that he had met. Well maybe not all of them, there would always be Natalie. "Are you still there?"
"Yes, um did you just ask me out?" Haley asked almost shocked to herself.
"In not so many words, but yea. So what about it?" Richard asked across the phone.
"Pick me up at 8, West Chester Hall, room 410." Haley said hanging up the phone. It was now 5 o'clock and it was time for Haley to start getting ready. She didn't know what to wear. Her roommate would be the best bet. "Carla I need help!" Haley yelled upon entering the room.
"You're asking me for help? Wow this has nothing to do with school does it?" she asked already knowing the answer, "Okay then what's up."
"I have a date. With a senior, and I have no idea what I should wear." Haley said falling onto her bed, in anguish.
"Okay well, where did you meet him? Where are you going, and what are the chances that you'll have sex. Answer these 3 simple questions and we'll have you an outfit."
"Okay um, I met him at the Bedford Bugle, he's the editor. I think were going to the campus pub even though I'm only 17, so technically I cant get in, and no, there will be no sex." Haley answered.
"Alright, so I say we go with jeans, and a halter. We'll dress up the hair, so you should be good to go. I can't believe little Haley Carlton is going on a date!" Carla laughed.
"It's not that big of a deal." Haley said grabbing a pair of her low-rise jeans from the closet. Carla threw a halter at her. Quickly changing Haley sat and waited for Carla to work on her hair. Putting it into a quick up-do, she put a light layer of make-up on and pulled out a copy of The Fountainhead. "Okay I'm going to run to the bathroom, if he shows up, be nice?" Haley ran down the hall hoping to be back in time before her roommates boyfriend showed up and Richard too.
As she left the bathroom she ran into Richard in the hallway. "Just couldn't wait could you?" Richard said taking in her outfit.
"Funny, so how exactly are we going to get me in the pub? I am after all only 17." Haley asked.
"Do you have a library card?"