Evangeline was never the most extraverted person. Considering that, she and Warren should make good Mad Science partners, right?
So, here's a new chapter for the ahem holiday. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Still not owning it.
Spark - Chapter 3
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"Here are the grades on your projects! I am very unimpressed with most of the projects," Mr. Medulla projected through the room. The students groaned, assuming that their project was one of those unimpressive ones. He walked through the room, dropping a piece of paper on each table with the grade, and occasionally making a comment. Complaints began to arise as more papers made their way out. "Mr. Peace, Ms. Emerson…" Mr. Medulla dropped the paper on their sheet. "You two either work well while flirting or found some way to work well. Nice job." He sounded slightly resentful. Warren and Evangeline leaned forward and looked at the paper in the middle of the table.
"Wow," Evangeline breathed out.
"Is the paper upside down?" Warren asked, staring at it.
"I don't think so…" Evangeline replied. Warren flipped the paper over and the other side up before setting it down.
"Seriously?"
"That's…amazing," she commented.
"A 96?" Warren was still in shock. "That's better than amazing." The two started to laugh at their incredulous attitude towards the grade. Mr. Medulla rolled his eyes. "This is great," he said when their laughter subsided.
"I can't believe we pulled it off."
Warren picked up the paper and held it up. "I think this deserves celebration."
"Hmm," Evangeline leaned forward, watching Warren. "Like what?"
"Maybe dinner Friday night?" Warren suggested seriously, sitting the paper back down.
"A celebratory dinner or date?" Evangeline inquired.
"Celebratory." He paused. "What do you say?"
Evangeline smiled. "Sure."
"Should we meet up or would you like me to pick you up?"
"It depends. Is this a surprise restaurant?"
"Then should I pick you up at six?"
"Ah, must be a surprise." The two laughed again. "Six sounds great."
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Evangeline's hair was pulled up in a towel as she went to the bathroom and pulled it down. She glanced at her cell phone sitting on the counter; 5:30 P.M. She sprayed something on her hair and went to her bedroom, looking in her closet. How does one dress for a celebratory dinner? She pulled out a few clothes and proceeded to try on the outfits. Eventually, she settled with a pair of jeans, a shirt and jacket with tennis shoes. "Evangeline – Warren's here!" Edward shouted up the stairs. Evangeline rolled her eyes into the bathroom and dusted on makeup quickly before going down the stairs.
"Hey Warren!" Evangeline smiled, grabbing her purse off of a table. Warren smiled back at her.
"Don't be back too late, got it?" Edward asked Evangeline.
"Got it. See you later Edward!" The two went outside and Evangeline shut the door behind them.
"You look great," Warren told her as she caught up to his pace. They were beginning to walk down the street.
"Thank you," Evangeline glanced at the ground. "So, is it still a surprise?"
"Afraid so," Warren told her playfully. Evangeline laughed. "Don't worry – it shouldn't be too horrible." The two walked in silence with the occasional joke or comment for a while.
"Is it big enough of a surprise that I have to close my eyes?" she joked quietly.
"Nah, it's not that secretive," Warren shook his head and looked up, slowing down. "Well, it's not much, but…"
In front of them was a diner, sort of like the ones in the fifties. It wasn't much to look at, but it had that sort of character. "No…it's awesome," Evangeline smiled.
"Really?" he looked at her, a little shocked.
"I love these kinds of places."
"Well, then, shall we?" Warren inquired happily.
"We shall," Evangeline laughed. The two went in for a pleasant dinner and conversation. It was a fitting celebration for their high grade on the project. They sat for hours, completely immersed in the other's presence. "Oh shoot," Evangeline began to dig through her purse.
"What is it?" he looked at her curiously.
She pulled out her cell phone. "Damn – it's nearly ten thirty." Evangeline threw it back in. "Warren, I'm so sorry. It's Friday night rules and…I'm so sorry, I have to get home."
"It's no problem," Warren told her.
"Here," she began to dig through her pocket for money.
"No, I've got it."
"Are you sure?"
"It was my idea. I'm sure."
"Thank you so much Warren." Evangeline smiled. "I'll see you Monday." She headed for the door.
"Yeah…Monday…" Warren sat there for a moment, watching her leave. What was he doing? Was he really going to let her go? Warren put down some money on the table and ran out the door. "Evangeline?" Warren called, attempting to catch up.
Evangeline stopped and looked at him as he came to stand in front of her. "Hey."
Warren stuck his hands inside the pockets of his leather jacket. "I never got a chance to…um…I had a question."
"Yeah?" Evangeline inquired curiously.
"Can I…call you sometime?"
"Oh…" Evangeline was a little taken a back. "Um…"
"Is that a yes?" Warren laughed a little.
"You're…really sweet…" Evangeline glanced down at the street.
"Sweet? Sweet as in…?" Warren searched her face for an answer.
"You're…you're really nice and handsome, but…" Evangeline started to walk down the street.
Warren followed. "But you have a boyfriend?"
"Kind of," Evangeline began.
"Kind of?" Warren wondered how you had a kind of boyfriend.
"Yes." Evangeline began to walk away again.
"Wait – you said kind of."
"It's a little…complicated, but I promised my friend that I wouldn't get involved…" Evangeline looked shyly at the ground.
"Is it anyone I know?" Warren tried to meet her gaze.
"Like I said, it's complicated…"
"Complicated how?"
"I don't really have a boyfriend, but it's sort of like I do."
Warren's brow furrowed. "What?"
The two began walking down the street again. "I have ballet two to four times a week, so it's sort of like being committed to someone or having a boyfriend or…" Evangeline dared not look up.
"I see," Warren nodded a little.
"And now I'm rambling." The two laughed at the conversation. "I'm sorry Warren; it's just that…I'm sort of involved right now with school and then ballet and all…"
"Your parents wouldn't be too happy if you got a failing grade?" Warren guessed.
"My brother Emmett," she corrected.
"Ah…it's fine. I just…couldn't help but ask." Warren shrugged as he said this. His heart had fallen slightly, but he wasn't as let down as he thought he would be.
"I'm sorry."
"It's nothing." Evangeline smiled and headed down the street. Warren smiled back and watched as she headed down the street.
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Happy Singles' Awareness Day! Please review; hope you enjoyed it.