The Breakfast Club

[KERFUFFLE]

"Last," Asher said with a smile and an accompanying shrug that said, 'It's going to happen, but it's a long wait'. He looked at her work with great curiosity, obviously, with it being art, particularity, Morgan's art, he found it interesting. He said to her, "You're really, really good, you know."

 

[B e t h y <3]

"Thanks." Morgan said, smiling. "But, I'm nothing compared to you." After shutting her locker, she adjusted her stuff so it'd be easier to carry and asked, "Which way do you have to go?"

 

[KERFUFFLE]

"Are you kidding? You don't have to flatter me, Morgan, charming as it is," Asher laughed softly, "You're easily as good as me." He said, "I don't have to go anywhere, so.. Well, I can walk with you to your class, if you want? I mean, if you do actually want me to." He asked her, "And, can I help you with any of your stuff?"

 

[B e t h y <3]

"I'm not just flattering you." Morgan protested, "I mean it." She smiled and continued,"Yeah, I'd like that.. if you'd walk me to class, that is. But I don't need help carrying my stuff, thanks anyways, though." She started walking, ignoring the stares from people. They were wondering why Morgan-- slxtty, charming Morgan was walking with the new guy-- who was, in their ignorant opinions, the complete opposite of Morgan.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Asher followed beside her. He noticed the stares they were getting. Morgan had told him that she had a reputation, but, frankly, he saw none of what people said about her in her at all. Maybe it was because they knew what each other had gone through before, and they understood each other, that they got on so well. But whatever the reason, he was happy for it. He said to her, "Oh, about dinner on Wednesday. I checked out some places in town yesterday. I just don't know what kind of food you like or whether Italian is predictable and boring. So, is there anything you'd say definitely not to, and anything you'd like?"

 

[B e t h y <3]

"I honestly don't care where we eat. But on a scale of one to ten- how dressed up should I be? One being the most casual, ten being the dressiest." Morgan replied. They had reached Morgan's classroom, but Morgan wasn't planning on going inside until absolutely neccessary.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

"Oh, well, it's only my birthday, so about a five or six maybe, if that's okay with you. Though, your idea of what five or six is might be different to mine. I'm sure you'll be fine whatever you wear," Asher replied with a smile and a small shrug. "And, since you don't mind, I'll just decide where we eat later and take you wherever that is on the day."

 

[B e t h y <3]

Morgan nodded, and mentally started going through her closet. "Okay, sounds good." She looked up at the clock. "Well, the bell's about to ring, so I better get inside." she said, waving a good-bye as she walked into the classroom. She set her canvas onto the easel and sat on a stool. THe guy next to her asked, "Is that new kid your new client, Morgan?" Morgan blushed and said, "No, Chuck, he's not." She picked up a cup and walked to the other side of the room to get paint.

 

[B e t h y <3]

I've gotta go, I might be on later, but most likely not.

I'll see you later

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Okay. Nice talking to you, see you later

"Okay. Bye. Oh, and have fun," Asher said, waving back to her. He waited until she was completely into the classroom before he turned away to go outside. Most likely, he'd spend his free period outside, drawing, because that's what he usually did during his few pieces of free time during the school day. He'd probably spend a lot of time thinking over where to go for dinner on Wednesday. He was still actually getting used to the idea that he really had a friend to come to dinner with him.

 

[B e t h y <3]

I decided to get back on. Haha.

Once Morgan had gotten her paint, she sat back at her seat. She pondered on what to start. Picking up the paint brush, Morgan dipped it into the red paint and started painting Cody's coat with long, even strokes.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Awesome Where were you planning on going?

Asher sat under a tree outside, not caring about the snow and got out his sketch pad. He himself loved fantasy and surrealist art. As he drew, the things around him warped into strange creatures, plants, enchanting castles and people from mythical worlds.

 

[B e t h y <3]

Actually, I was planning on watching a movie. But I changed my mind.

Morgan finished Cody's coat and thought about her next move. She really didn't want to start anything else, but just let the coat dry and start another element tomorrow.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Fair enough. I can't remember where I went, but I just missed you, unfortunately.

Asher continued to draw, humming to himself quietly, even though he would admit he didn't sing an awful lot, because he didn't think he was particularly good at it. He enjoyed his free periods. He only wished his day consisted of them and art lessons. With enough time to see Morgan, of course. There. He was thinking about her again.

 

[B e t h y <3]

That sucks ): I wasn't on for much longer though, I had to make dinner.

I'm adding another character. Just to be mean.

Name: Riley Carter

Age: 18

Grade: 12

Looks: Shaggy brown hair, dark brown eyes, tall muscular, blah blah blah

Personality: rude, mean, demeaning to femminism

Why you're in detention:---

Other: I simply created him to cause drama

Morgan pulled out her sketch book and flipped through it until she reached a blank page. She picked up her pencil and started sketching, not really sure what it was of. After a while, she realized that she was drawing Asher's eyes. Just his eyes.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Haha, okay

Asher studied his drawings that he'd done so far. As said before, there were a whole range of fantasy and surreal things to be seen. People. Beautiful people, like faeries and such. One seemed familiar. He stared at it for a moment, and then shook his head. Red, curly hair, green eyes.. He needed to work out why this had happened.

 

[B e t h y <3]

Morgan looked at the drawing and shook her head. She needed to stop thinking so much about Asher. Flipping the page, she started to sketch again. As the pencil moved, Morgan forced herself to stop thinking of Asher. Instead, she focused on another dedicated art student in the room. Morgan drew the outline of the girl's bent over figure and started adding details.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Asher pushed his pencil around his page on its side absently, picking it up and playing with it in his fingers, trying to think of what else to do to think of something else. He closed his sketchbook and sighed, then stood up, dusting the snow from his pants. Yes, he could finish deciding where to go to dinner on Wednesday, but that involved Morgan. He could think about what he was doing after school, until he remembered he was going somewhere with Morgan. He checked his watch, to see how long it was until the end of period two.

 

[B e t h y <3]

Morgan looked up at the clock. Only about five more minutes. She texted Asher, Meet me at my locker? As she waited for his response, she packed up her things. Morgan hummed quietly to herself, wondering what she and Asher should do after school. They could always go ice skating again, or they could do something else. Either way, Morgan just wanted to spend time with him. These five minutes in between classes weren't nearly enough for her.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Asher felt his phone vibrate. He got it out and checked his messages. Morgan, of course. She'd probably texted him today more times than he'd been texted in his entire life. Sure, he replied, I'll see you there . He already started heading over to her locker, even though the bell hadn't gone yet; he had nothing else to do first, after all.