The Breakfast Club

[B e t h y <3]

Morgan pulled back. She smiled slightly, sensing she had won yet again. "Surrender?" she asked, smirking. She pushed her bangs back and leaned back on the stage. She closed her eyes and let the stage lights warm her up.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

"Hmmm.. Maybe," was all Asher said. He watched for a moment as she leaned back and sort of pondered what else he could do. Her eyes still being closed, he leaned forward again slightly and let his lips find her collarbone, which was just slightly visible, some of it not quite under the neckline of her shirt, he kissed is a few times, as well as the base of her neck, which was close by, before sucking on it gently, and then hesitating just barely before he ran his tongue across it slowly.

 

[B e t h y <3]

Morgan squeezed her eyes shut, trying to contain any sort of reaction. She sat up and narrowed her eyes. "Not fair," she said, crossing her arms, "my eyes were closed." She scooted away from him, deciding the best way to tease him would be to not touch him in any way, shape, or form.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Asher raised his eyebrows slightly, looking slightly amused at the fact that she'd refused to acknowledge the fact that he'd gotten something that time. "Hey, well, that makes you and me a little more equal then. I'm not used to it, you were unsuspecting." He frowned and pouted playfully as she moved away from him. "Oh, that's how it's going to be? Okay, see you later, I have lunch to eat." If she was going to play that card, then so was he. That wasn't to say that he wasn't affected by the fact that they weren't near to each other, but he tried not to show it as he turned away from the stage.

 

[B e t h y <3]

"Fine. Bye." Morgan said,shrugging. After hopping off the stage and grabbing her wallet; she skipped out of the auditorium, smirking a little. It was killing her, too, but she could handle it for the most part. Once in the cafeteria, she stood in line to get her food. She tapped her foot. Morgan was hungrier than usual.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Asher should have figured she'd react like that; Morgan was by no means the clingy, pouty kind of girl who would have called for him to come back right away. He kind of liked that, actually- finding a way for her to give into him would be all the better. That was, of course, if he could. Somehow he wasn't sure he'd win this. He picked up his lunch from the chair and then sat back up on the stage. He liked it better sitting there and eating lunch by himself than anywhere in the rest of the school, he figured, because people weren't there to observe that he pretty much had no friends and ate lunch alone.

 

[B e t h y <3]

Morgan picked up a salad and paid for it before searching the cafeteria for somewhere that didn't have jack`sses at the table. Obviously, nowhere. Morgan walked out the back doors, brushed off a bench, and sat outside, picking at the lettuce, tomato, cheese, and other assorted salad toppings.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Asher sat for about another five minutes. He then looked at his watch and sighed. Okay, she'd laugh at him for it, but when he didn't have to be alone, but was, he hated being away from Morgan. He gathered up his stuff and went looking for her, first in the cafeteria, and then wondering where else she might be since she wasn't there. He went outside after that and scoured the grounds a little. Finally, a bench, not too far away from him caught his attention; there she was! He went over, and while he knew he'd given in way sooner than she would have, he didn't care because he was much happier being around her. From behind her, he silently bend down and kissed her cheek, before asking, "Is the seat next to you taken?"

 

[B e t h y <3]

She was somewhat surprised by the kiss, but when she realized it was Asher, Morgan turned around, grinning. "Only if you're surrendering. If not, then the seat's taken," she teased. She picked up a cucumber from her salad and bit into it.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

"In that case, you'll be glad to hear it's empty," Asher replied, taking the seat next to her, chuckling softly. "So yeah; you win, I lose, I suck at this and all that jazz. Don't rub it in my face." He smiled and laughed a little as he picked out his sandwich and just ate the cheese before eating the bread by itself.

 

[B e t h y <3]

Morgan grinned and swung her legs. "Don't feel bad. I've never lost." She poured some ranch dressing over the salad, stirred it up and took a bite. She cocked her head a little. "Just cheese and bread?" she questioned.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

And this is where everyone says, "WTF?"

"That's hardly surprising," Asher chuckled. Her question caught him off guard, simply because it struck him as odd; but, then, clearly, what he was eating struck her as odd. He nodded and said, "Yeah.. I guess so." He paused a moment before continuing, though he didn't really need to- she hadn't asked for the details. "I just.. Well, today- as in, this day of the week- is always cheese sandwich day. It's the way things are, and I can't explain it to you exactly because I'm not sure myself why that is." He supposed it was the kind of thing that otherwise would disturb the order of life that Sam set out when she made his lunch, if he didn't have cheese sandwiches on that day. He sighed softly and said, "It's sounds completely stupid, I know. There are just a lot of things I have yet to explain to you about me. I'm afraid you wouldn't want to be with me anymore if I did."

 

[B e t h y <3]

"Now seems like a good time." Morgan suggested, shrugging. She took another bite of her salad, and a swig of her water.

psh, fail.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Asher paused to get a drink of water from his bottle. "I guess you're already used to it a little bit. I mean, it's not quite the same thing as with Cody, but.. Well, they don't really know what it is, only that my mind likes to work.. differently. Right now I'm at the hospital about once every three weeks- I'm their guinea pig, if you like- and they run some tests to try and figure out what's.. what's wrong with me." He pursed his lips before taking another sip of water to clear the dryness in his throat. He hated going there, he hated being around those people who just pried into his life like he was some sort of experiment for them. Not being a sociable person -which was also due to.. whatever it was that he had- didn't help, either. Jus thinking about them sometimes made him angry, which wasn't like him. "I remember things completely that I've seen only once.. I'm often afraid of talking or being physically close to people I don't know.. My life has to have order, to an extent, and if it doesn't it frustrates me, sometimes to the point of anger." He looked at his watch and the shook his head. "But I'm so confused at the moment. Right now, I should have eaten all my lunch ten minutes ago, since it's only cheese sandwich day, and then I should be sitting in the same spot I always do on the other side of the school, but I don't mind. Yesterday night, it should have been the night we have mexican - once every couple of weeks, on that night- and then I watch TV for a while before I do as I please at home. But last night I wasn't at home. I didn't eat Mexican. I wasn't with Sam or Mom or Dad. I was with you, eating dinner and dancing. But yesterday wasn't supposed to be that way because I always do the same thing on that day.." Speaking the thoughts in his head made him even more confused- and it probably didn't make much sense to Morgan, either-, and he paused yet again, before he said softly, "But it didn't bother me. I had fun. With another person. I held your hand, I kissed you. And I didn't mind." He bit his lip and sighed, fumbling with the bottle of water in his hands while he tried to clear his mind. "Sorry.. I.. I've never.. Told anyone before."

Eh, no problem. There's probably not a lot else she could say to "It's cheese sandwich day." Haha Ah, I just realised it's MLK day. That's why you're off school.

 

[B e t h y <3]

D`mn, you've got him figured out. Haha.

Morgan listeneed intently. She nodded at all the right times, and all of her focus was on what he was telling her. "First of all, I don't think there's anything wrong with you. Just because you're a little shy, and maybe slightly OCD doesn't mean people need to pry at you and such. And remembering things you've seen once? I'd consider that a talent. Order is something some people need, and some people don't. Obviously, I don't need it, but you do, I'm that's okay. We can have order, if you'd like." She placed her hand on his leg. "Next time, if that's what you need, you can tell me, and we'll eat Mexican, and watch TV with your parents and Sam. But maybe this is a good thing. Maybe you just need baby steps, and not doctors prodding at you. I mean, obviously, you didn't freak out on me when we were kissing, or dancing, or spilling out our guts..." She gave Asher a small, reassuring smile, "And don't worry- it'll be another one of our many secrets."

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Haha. Bless him. And she has no idea how much she means to him.

Asher was glad for Morgan's listening to him. It was nice to tell someone else something that bothered him, and hear something that noone else had said about it before. She hadn't drawn away or looked at him differently because he admitted that he was a lot different from most people, and in fact she had told him that she saw nothing wrong with him; that had always been part of the problem, he'd been convinced that other people wouldn't want to know him because of it all, because the doctors told him -not quite so directly, of course, but they may as well have-, that he was odd in a lot of ways. He looked up at her from his hands, which had placed the water on the bench beside him as he began to feel calmer, and he smiled gratefully at her. "You really have no idea.. How much that means to me," he said quietly. "But I think you're right, too. I don't know why or what it is about you.. But, really, nothing that we've done has bothered me the way it should have, if they were right. " He gently placed his hand over hers and entwined their fingers. "I don't want things to be the way they were, because I've never been happier than I have been since I met you, and the things that seemed to matter before don't matter at all anymore. You've disturbed all the order in my life, and I'm so glad for it."

 

[B e t h y <3]

Morgan gave him another reassuring smile, "Well, I'm glad. I feel the same way about you. Without you, I'd be dealing with everything alone, and going through life thinking the only thing I'm worth is sex. Maybe it's God trying to help both of us- putting us in detention together."

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Dealing with everything alone. At least through everything, Asher at least had Sam who really understood him, but the realisation that Morgan could have been entirely alone when trying to deal with being pregnant, the life she lived in general.. Well, the thought itself made him feel uneasy. "Well, whatever happens, you should know I'll always be here if you need someone, for anything." He didn't know what she thought of their relationship in terms of how long it would last, but he did know that whether it lasted a long time, or whether it didn't, he'd always be at least a friend to her, never anything less. He nodded. "Well, first of all, I moved here. That annoyed me at the time because it was all new. And then detention. On a Saturday, when you're not supposed to be in school, that frustrated me. But it all brought me to you and I think you're right when you say that maybe God was trying to help up both out. That isn't to say you aren't deserving of thanks for everything you've done, of course."

 

[B e t h y <3]

Morgan smiled and kissed Asher on the cheek. "I'm so glad you moved here." she said quietly. Without Asher, she probably would have gone beck to Riley. And that was just another unhealthy thing in her life. She would have been alone when it counted most.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

"I never thought I'd say it when I first came, but I'm glad I moved here, too," Asher replied, smiling back at her widely. He missed a lot of things from Montana. Mostly the beautiful landscape that had partly inspired him to be the artist he wanted to be now, but he knew he'd trade all of that to be here, just because he would rather be with Morgan more than anything. Without her he wouldn't have changed at all, maybe even have gotten worse, and he certainly wouldn't be as happy as he was now. "I think my sister is, too, by the way. You have her approval," he told her, chuckling softly.