Kiss and Make up ((Garrett and Justice))

[Desmond Giuseppe]

It was the day after Garrett had spied on the Alliance of Christian Students for GSA. Now it was time to convince them Garrett was on their side. Desmond and Garrett had pretended to 'break up' as friends and now they were going to stage an apology. Garrett had convinced Prudence that he hate Desmond, now he had to pretend to make up with him to spy on Desmond, but he was really spying on Prudence for Desmond. It was all a bit confusing, but Garrett knew what he was doing and that was good enough for Desmond.

They hadn't exactly planned where this was going to take place, but Desmond figured the best place was the front steps. Garrett couldn't avoid seeing him there ans it look less planned out. Plus Desmond wanted to smoke a cigarette before school. All this nonsense with Prudence was stressing him out a bit. He had on a middle step waiting his favorite Dior sunglasses, smoking a cigarette.

[Garrett Speelers]

Garrett came to the front steps, ready for a quick smoke before school started. He wondered on some level if he wasn't becoming a chain smoker gradually. He was smoking a lot more lately, but on the plus side it was only about a cigarette a day, three tops if he was nervous.

He noticed Desmond on the steps as he pulled a cigarette out of his pack and lit one. He let the smoke billow out of his mouth and remembered that they were supposed to stage a forgiveness scene for Justice and Prude's benefit today.

[Desmond Giuseppe]

Desmond saw Garrett. Show time. He narrowed his eyes at Garrett and sifted his weight away from Garrett's direction. He made it obvious that he was trying to ignore Garrett like he was angry with him. It took a lot of his will power not to laugh, but there wasn't a trace of a smile on his face. It was hard not to make it obvious that he was acting, having never really been in a situation like this. He figure it was best to wait for Garrett to approach first since he figured that's what the Jesus freaks told Garrett to do. That and Justice still wasn't anywhere in site and the point was to have her see it.

[Justice Peters]

Justice pushed open the front doors to check to see if Garrett was anywhere outside. She'd be quite pissed off if she'd missed him and he was already milling around inside the hallways. But no, she spotted him outside smoking those foul cigarettes. She also noticed the Guiseppe boy, also smoking, and looking as though he wanted nothing to do with Garrett.

She quickly hid behind one of the pillar to watch what happened. Now she'd get a chance to see how things really were between them.

[Garrett Speelers]

Garrett caught site of Justice out of the corner of his eye and decided it was now or never. He tossed his cigarette to the ground and squished it into the cement. He sighed and scratched at the back of his neck in what he assumed would look like an anxious way. He hesitated momentarily, and then approached Desmond.

"Ummm. . .hey," he grunted. ". . .I've been meaning to talk to you. . .about the other day."

[Desmond Giuseppe]

Desmond saw Justice just before she 'hid' behind a pillar. If Desmond wasn't suppose to be 'making up' with Garrett he would have shouted that he could still see her elbow. Then Garrett approached. Desmond took a puff of his cigarette and blew it toward the ground.

"Why should I talk to you?" said Desmond harshly, keeping his focus and his cigarette rather than Garrett.

[Garrett Speelers]

"Because I'm a giant tool?" he supplied with a sigh.

He wondered how best to go about all this. . too quickly and it would look rehearsed, but too awkwardly and it might not even seem believable. God his life was complicated enough as it was, he didn't need extra confusion.

"Look I'm sorry about the other day. . .I just couldn't handle the whole suicide thing," he began. "It freaked me out: I mean I thought you were happy. I know that's not a good excuse, but it's the truth."

[Desmond Giuseppe]

Desmond hadn't expected Garrett to be so blunt about his 'accident'. It took him a bit by surprise so the look of outrage on his face was real. He still wasn't entirely comfortable with being open about it. He just had to remind himself that this was an act to benefit GSA and that Garrett didn't know how he felt.

"You should have talked to me about it then!" said Desmond, "I mean, Christ, of all the times I need my friends the most you go and flake on me!"

[Garrett Speelers]

"I know, I know," he said in beaten tones. "I just. . .panicked. . .and I know it was a dick move, but. . .::sigh::. . . I'm sorry. You're right I should've stuck around."

[Desmond Giuseppe]

Desmond eyed Garrett as though he was considering what he had said. He couldn't make it look too easy for Garrett.

"You're damn right you should have." said Desmond finally. He crossed his arms and looked huffy then sighed and relaxed. "I guess, I can understand. . . I mean, if you had tried something like that I would have been freaked out too. I wouldn't have pussed out on you, but we're both different people I guess. . ." Desmond always say himself as a reasonable person and if this situation was real, he'd like to think this is how he would handled it.

[Garrett Speelers]

Garrett found this to be increasingly more difficult as he went on. He hadn't done any of the things he said he had. In fact, he thought he'd been a pretty decent friend throughout the experience. He sighed again before continuing.

". . .I. . .I've just been pretty down myself lately. . .what with my dad. .a-and. . .I mean I've been thinking about it too. It was just too much for me," he said. Most of that was actually true, although he'd never admit to it later, but it made him sound more convincing. "I won't pussy out again."

[Desmond Giuseppe]

Desmond thought for a moment. He had a feeling some of what Garrett was saying was true, but he wouldn't question it later. If it was something he wanted to talk about he would. "I understand." said Desmond finally, "I-I guess it was a bit selfish of me to think that it wouldn't bother anyone. I just wanted the whole ordeal to just go away, you know? Now I've go this Prudence bitch on my ass and it's just starting to stress me out a bit. I just want to know I can count on my friends."

[Garrett Speelers]

"Well, you can count on me," Garrett said, meaning it. "I mean with Prudence on your ass, you're going to need all the friends you can get."

[Desmond Giuseppe]

Desmond smiled. It was a little cheesy, the whole situation, like a bad soap opera, but it worked. He was sure Justice had to be convinced. "Thanks." said Desmond, "Look, I know it's not really your scene, but there's a GSA meeting after school tomorrow an it would mean a lot to me if you came." The last part was very important for Justice to hear. Garrett could come to the meeting and be on their side, but he knew the Prudence would take i as an opportunity for Garrett to spy on GSA. Garrett could be there and it wouldn't look suspicious.

[Garrett Speelers]

Garrett gave a look of actual hesitance. Going to a GSA meeting? His dad would flip shit if he found out, but there was no way anyone would tell him right? Prudence and Justice would think he was doing it for them and nobody else ever had reason to see his dad anyway. He relaxed a bit.

"I guess I could do that," he said at length. "Yeah, I'll stop by."

[Desmond Giuseppe]

"Thanks." said Desmond, "You don't have to stay long, I know you have issues at home, but it would be great if you just popped in for a few moments." Desmond stood up to leave, "Well, I should probably get to my locker before class."

[Garrett Speelers]

((Life Support's a meeting for people coping with life, you don't have to stay too long.))

"All right, see you around," Garret said, with a slight wave to Desmond's retreating form.

He sat on the steps, contemplating having another cigarette. Deciding that he might end up a chain smoker at that rate, he opted to merely go up the steps instead. He again spotted Justice as he approached the doors, and stopped to look at her. He pretended as though he hadn't known she was there all along.

"Oh hey. . .Justice," he said politely enough. "Tell Prudence that I'm going to check out a GSA meeting tomorrow when you see her."

With another quick wave, he went inside and made for his locker.

[Justice Peters]

Justice pretended to be leaning against the pillar, waiting for someone she was supposed to meet up with. She had her books drawn to her chest in what she hoped looked like an impatient way. Garrett came over and noticed her. She'd heard everything that they'd said and thought it had been a bit Dramatic, Garrett had gotten the job done.

What's more he'd gotten himself invited to a GSA meeting. She knew Prudence would be glad to hear about that. It was the perfect opportunity for Garrett to prove himself by doing a bit of spy work for them. She really hoped, for his sake, that he chose the right side in all of this. He was quite cute, and she'd hate to have to rat him out to his father.

"Hello Garrett. Oh I'd be happy to." She pat him on the shoulder meaning fully. "Good work. You're doing a great job."

She then followed behind him into school and made her way towards her study hall which she conveniently had with Prudence.