One moment she was looking at a red faced classmate, the next she found herself looking at the sky and soon enough that was obstructed by that very classmate. Deep azure orbs glaring down at her with some form of defiance? No, it was something else. Whatever it was, she certainly had no idea where it suddenly came from.
Was it something I said? No, that makes no sense. She frowned a little as she tried to keep calm. Every muscle in her body had tensed at the sudden knock down, it second nature for her to defend herself. However, she was no longer in some foreign land with thieves and criminals lurking in every shadow. There was no someone out to get whatever her father dug up. Though she was not naïve enough to think there was absolutely no danger around. Replaying the conversation in her head, she tried to figure out what was the catalyst for this sudden outburst.
The silence stretched between them, oppressive and tangible to him as he kept her pinned beneath her. His slightly calloused hands squeezed her wrists as he waited for her answer.
What the fuck, isn't she going to react?! Here he had her pinned to the school rooftop, pretty much with no real way to escape him and all she was doing was staring up at him blankly with those steel-blue eyes. Unnerving just like the first time he had seen them, as if they were able to see past it all and he was unsure if they looked at him or completely passed him as well. The fact that he was either stripped bare in an instant by them or nothing of importance mixed a most frustrating concoction of anger, insecurity, confusion, and vulnerability in him. Seconds ticked away like hours as they two look at one another with him a bit disgruntled and her completely apathetic. Fuck it, his hands loosened their grip to let her go as he began to sit up.
"Well if you thought like that I guess you're a pervert than…and judging by the looks a closet pervert? Then again, we're not in a closet…so I guess that makes you a rooftop pervert." Frozen in his spot he stared at her in utter shock from her response. She had not be peering in to every dark corner of his soul or picking at his mind. No, she was debating in her own head what he would be for having perverted thoughts. Not just that, it was similar to his dream. The silence stretched once more when his shoulders began to tremble and shake. Terry frowned at this, unable to see his face as he hung his head low. "Uhm, Atem?" Is he ok
"Why am I not surprised that that is what you'd say?" He finally spoke up, his words followed by his laughter. Honest to goodness genuinely happy laughter. "You're really…such a dense idiot." He sighed, his shoulders slumping a bit as he moved back to his spot next to her and plopped down to lay beside her. Stretching out his limbs he sighed before settling his eyes on the sky above. Terry turned to look at him however, confused by the sudden shift in his reactions. Turning on to her side she just stared at him, trying to figure this out.
"What, don't you know it's rude to stare?" He sighed, unable to ignore those eyes.
"I'm not staring, you're just in my line of sight!" She stuck her tongue out at him, this banter a regular thing between them. "Plus, I'm still trying to understand you…I mean you react in all these different ways. I don't want to miss any of it." There it was, that weird observation talk she always gave. She never looked at him for him, he saw him as some object that no one had seen before. A spectacle. It was not like what the other girls saw, but it was no better either.
"I'm not some subject of yours to examine and dissect you know!" He snapped, glaring at her. "I'm a guy just like any other! You better get that straight in your head now. I'm a person and you can't just log me away like some shit you found at some excavation. I have perverted thoughts and you're alone with me all the damn time on the roof. You really think I can't do something? You can't just be defenseless around because you're so fucking caught up in quantifying me!" Without thinking he grabbed her arm and crashed his lips on to hers, the smooth yet callous skin just like he had dreamt, warm, but it was nothing like the kiss. At first she was stiff but then she bit at his lip pried herself free. A slight metallic taste slipped in to his mouth as he pulled away from the sharp pain. There she was, eyes wide with fear and confusion and that hurt worse than the observation mindset. Shit, the fuck I do?! He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out as she slowly created more distance between them.
The hell was that for? She was not sure what had been getting to him, but she certainly had not expected him to ever suddenly flip like that. I know he's a guy, I mean what else would he be? Terry broke the stare between them as she looked away to the garbage bundled by them. "It's not that I didn't know you're a guy…I wasn't defenseless either…I trusted you." She whispered finally as she grabbed the garbage and started to clean up. "I guess you really didn't like hanging out...sorry, I'll be more mindful." With that said she left him to sit there, the words stabbing in to him as he stared at the stupidity he had just done.