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angel_gidgetTitle: Assumption Major
Rating: G
Word Count: 381
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Post-BD. A collegiate encounter with several assumptions made, can for an interesting Advanced Bio class make.
It's just another day of get up, caffinate, and get to class. She's been doing this for two weeks now and figures she has the hang of it. A few others are scrambling, doing the last minute drop-and-add of classes. She's headed into Advanced Bio when she sees him, all reddish dark gold hair and lithe muscle.
She's taken Multi-cultural aesthetics. She knows that by someone's definition, somewhere, this man is not beautiful. She just thinks they'd be crazy is all. He's radiant enough to make her ache. She reminds herself that staring is rude. Think of something else. Think about cats. Cut little kittens with balls of string--or no--music! That tune she heard on the radio...
Shake your groove thing, shake your groove thing, yeah yeah...
But she can't help but look at him again and sees him wincing as if in pain. It's then that his match glides up to him, taking his arm. She has to be his match, because she's beautiful in the same sculpted-pale-scary way that he is and the way she takes his arm is so gentle. She forgets the no-staring rule as she looks at the two, bronze and deep chocolate putting their heads together and whispering. It's then that they look her way.
She gulps. Caught. Bloody red-handed caught. They stride up to her.
But their not... unfriendly.
Bella, the girl, introduces herself. Edward says hi. Their handshakes are cold, but their just the right pressure and the two of them radiate sincerity... a trait that she certainly hasn't found in any of the parties or clubs she's attended lately. She sees the matching rings on their fingers and quirks a brow. Wow. Rare, but not unheard of.
Without warning, Bella whips out her cell phone and makes call.
"Hey, how are you? Are you doing okay? We can always come home."
Edward explains.
"The dog. We like to check in with our baby from time to time."
Bella smacks him and he grins shamelessly.
They're one of those couples. Eccentric animal-lovers. It's cute.
Edward snickers like he's just played a joke on the universe.
Bella balances the phone on her shoulder as she guides both of them into class.
It's nice to have new friends, a little strange or no.
Rating: G
Word Count: 381
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Post-BD. A collegiate encounter with several assumptions made, can for an interesting Advanced Bio class make.
It's just another day of get up, caffinate, and get to class. She's been doing this for two weeks now and figures she has the hang of it. A few others are scrambling, doing the last minute drop-and-add of classes. She's headed into Advanced Bio when she sees him, all reddish dark gold hair and lithe muscle.
She's taken Multi-cultural aesthetics. She knows that by someone's definition, somewhere, this man is not beautiful. She just thinks they'd be crazy is all. He's radiant enough to make her ache. She reminds herself that staring is rude. Think of something else. Think about cats. Cut little kittens with balls of string--or no--music! That tune she heard on the radio...
Shake your groove thing, shake your groove thing, yeah yeah...
But she can't help but look at him again and sees him wincing as if in pain. It's then that his match glides up to him, taking his arm. She has to be his match, because she's beautiful in the same sculpted-pale-scary way that he is and the way she takes his arm is so gentle. She forgets the no-staring rule as she looks at the two, bronze and deep chocolate putting their heads together and whispering. It's then that they look her way.
She gulps. Caught. Bloody red-handed caught. They stride up to her.
But their not... unfriendly.
Bella, the girl, introduces herself. Edward says hi. Their handshakes are cold, but their just the right pressure and the two of them radiate sincerity... a trait that she certainly hasn't found in any of the parties or clubs she's attended lately. She sees the matching rings on their fingers and quirks a brow. Wow. Rare, but not unheard of.
Without warning, Bella whips out her cell phone and makes call.
"Hey, how are you? Are you doing okay? We can always come home."
Edward explains.
"The dog. We like to check in with our baby from time to time."
Bella smacks him and he grins shamelessly.
They're one of those couples. Eccentric animal-lovers. It's cute.
Edward snickers like he's just played a joke on the universe.
Bella balances the phone on her shoulder as she guides both of them into class.
It's nice to have new friends, a little strange or no.
