Opposite's Attract [Reserved]

[Silver Lining]

Trish was bored. It was like every other day at school, she was sitting atop the stairs just outside of the buzzing cafeteria hall, the loud conversations between students ringing out for all to hear. She wondered just how they could make out what one another were saying, but figured that they may have been guessing and by now, were all deaf. Trish could only watch in slight amazement, grief and envy. She had friends, of course, but she was so socially awkward, she often felt out of the loop and merely clammed up. A considerably attractive girl, the fact that she actually cared about her grades and couldn't bear to stand putting any thought into her reputation was both intimidating, and a turn-off.

She didn't care what others thought about her, and that was her problem.

Then again, there was one person's opinion that she cared about, but alas, he was inevitably out of her reach. In a completely different spectrum, Trish could only admire from afar and wish to be that obnoxious little twit hanging off of his arm. Dea. He had been her high school crush from the very beginning, freshman year. They were seniors now and she had lost all hope, figuring that it was simply a pipedream.

Gnawing at her bottom lip, she pushed her glasses up the slender slope of her nose, watching him chat to his large group of friends and admirers. She wanted to at least see what he would say, after all, she was one to take a chance when pushed to do so. This was out of pleasure for herself, and dreading the thought of wondering 'what if' her entire life. Maybe they could get a soda after school together? Go for a walk? She wasn't sure what they could do, she just wanted a chance to actually make her presence known to him. Hopefully he wouldn't be staring at her prominent assets, the young girl often admired for her busty chest and cute features. She was akin to a mouse, shy and hesitant. It was admirable to the extent that she was genuine, and was always willing to lend a helping hand.

When he was alone, probably heading to the bathroom, was when she would ask him. Until then, she took a bite out of her apple, enjoying the sweet juices that dripped down her throat. She was nervous, excited...everything in between. As long as he didn't laugh in her face and humiliate her, she could live through the rejection if need be.

 

[Dea M Smith]

Dea Was talking to his peeps as if it was any other day in japan. high school life was good but it started to die down as Dea was getting a bit lonely. Yes he can have any girl he wanted but to him there were all high price and not to his likes. As he sometimes laugh a bit and just talked he always had a felling that someone was watching him. As he waved good buy to his large group of friends Dea started to Head to the rest rooms. It had been all day since he had to go. he sometimes wonder why he gets the over size drinks. As he started to walk he saw a girl sitting on a set of stairs and smiled as he just kept walking to the rest room.


As he made it he sighed in relief as he wonder who she was and what she was doing up there then again he didn't care. But then again he did in some ways. She wasn't hot or did hit on him like others and that was cool someone out side his group was what he need.