The Breakfast Club

TamaTalk

Help Support TamaTalk:

This site may earn a commission from merchant affiliate links, including eBay, Amazon, and others.
Status
Not open for further replies.
Morgan smiled at the message. The bell rang, and Morgan practically sprinted to the door. Once she got out of the classroom, Riley was standing there. Waiting for her. "Hey there, Riley..." Morgan said, continuing down the hallway.

"You in a rush, Morgan?" Riley asked sarcastically.

"Actually, I'm meeting someone at my locker, so I've gotta go." Morgan said, speeding up a little bit.

Riley grabbed her arm. "What happened to us, babe?"

"You cheated on me." Morgan said through her teeth.

"That was the old me!"

"It happened Thursday!" Morgan yelled. She stormed off, throwing her locker open without even saying 'Hi' to Asher.

 
Name: chirrami

Age: 11

Grade: whatever yr 6 in is in america

Looks: messy hair glasses slightly chubby lol brown hair with a black stripe down the middle

Personality: funny

Why you're in detention: i was playing with my tamagotchi in class lol (the teacher was a bit too harsh dont ya think?)

Other: always has a starbucks in hand

 
Asher seemed surprised when Morgan turned up looking as annoyed as she did. He pulled back her locker door so that he could see her clearly, looking concerned. "Hey. What happened?" He knew something had.

 
Morgan just shook her head and put her stuff away. She had free period next, so she kept her sketch pad with her. "I really don't want to talk about it right now." she said darkly.

Riley had followed Morgan to her locker. He saw Asher and asked, "This is who you're meeting at your locker? Over me?" Chuckling he sized up Asher.

"Yes. I'm meeting Asher at my locker over you." Morgan said. She grabbed Asher's hand and pulled him away from Riley. She didn't let go until they were halfway down the hallway.

 
Hey Beth :)

Sorry I didn't get a chance to say goodbye before I left last Wednesday. I went to Germany on an Exchange :D

Asher pressed his lips into a fine line thoughtfully. By the looks of things, and what Morgan had said to him about her friends, this guy, whoever he was, seemed to be one of the "friends with benefits" that Morgan had. Maybe he was wrong, but that was what it looked like to him. When they stopped he asked her, "What did he say to you, Morgan?" Obviously, this guy didn't quite approve of her hanging out with Asher, he knew that well enough already. But that wasn't really anything new to him.

 
Hey! I missed you !

How was Germany?

Did you have fun?

Morgan looked up at Asher and said, "I told you. I really don't want to talk about it. Right now, at least." She crossed her arms and added, "Let's just change the subject, please."

 
I missed you, too.

I had a wonderful time. If I could take the three hour bus journey and the hour or so plane ride to go back right now, I would. It's my second time, with the same partner. And it's amazing how somebody I've only actually physically been around for forty days can be one of my best friends. I love her to bits <3

How've you been, anyway? :)

Asher sighed quietly. He really wanted to know what this guy had done to make her unhappy like this. They both knew, considering his reason for detention on Saturday, he didn't like it anyway. But it was worse now, of course, because it involved Morgan. But she needed time and space, so he did change the subject, for her sake. "Okay. How was art?" he asked her, offering her a tentative, reassuring smile.

 
Last edited by a moderator:
Oh, that's alright then :)

There always has to be drama sometime over summer.

"Yeah? You think so?" Asher said, his head tilting to the side once again, showing his interest, something he didn't do too often. "Howcome, exactly?"

 
I'll miss you while you're at your various camps, by the way!

"You'll figure it out," Asher said, "It was looking great earlier, so I'm sure it's even better now." He smiled and checked his timetable, then told her, "I've got French next."

 
Alrighty :)

Well, I'm at home this week so I'll be around.

"Not French in school, no. I have nothing to learn anymore," Asher shrugged. Then he said, "Oh, that's right, I guess you wouldn't know. I kind of taught myself to speak it, to give me something to do while I was away from home."

 
Asher contemplated what he could say to her, he was never much good at that. "Um.. Okay. Salut, je m'appelle Asher, j'ai dix-sept ans.. J'aime bien dessiner, ecouter de la musique et sortir avec ma copine, Morgan," he said, his accent precise, words flowing fluently.

 
Last edited by a moderator:
Morgan was in awe of how perfect his French sounded. WHen she spoke Spanish for class, it sounded terrible. But Asher had every little detail perfect. "I didn't understand any of that." Morgan said, laughing. "So, could you translate for me?"

 
Asher laughed and said, "Sure. It wasn't anything too exciting, I guess. I said: 'Hi, my name is Asher, I'm seventeen years old. I like to draw, listen to music and hang out with my friend Morgan."

 
Someone failed and forgot what the word was for wish in French xDDD

Asher chuckled, then spoke a little more slowly this time, so she could hear it clearly, "Je souhait je peux parler en français, pas en espagnol."

 
Status
Not open for further replies.

Latest posts

Back
Top