The First Football Game!!!

[Garrett Speelers]

Garrett shrugged and then nodded his head.

"Ehh why not? I've got nothing else to do tonight," he said.

[vinnie]

Vinnie looked at the kid and scratched his head. "Um, is he okay?" he whispered to Viola.

[audrey]

"Good." said Audrey to Garrett. "And while you're at it, why don't you invite your little girlfriend?" she jerked her head toward the girl who had said hi to Garrett earlier.

[Tadhg Kelly]

"I guess I can go," Tad said, ignoring her comment about making out entirely. "I can ask Brooke at half time."

[portia]

This was turning out to be quite a night.

"Uh, yeah, if I can get a ride from someone." she found herself saying, knowing that her parents would freak if they saw her with this particular group of people. They were complete prudes and thought anyone who dyed their hair or had more than two ears pierced was a drop-out druggie type. Portia didn't want to sneak around and lie, but this seemed to be her only chance of getting free of the mundane life she was living.

But really, other than asking how her day was and what her grades were, they tended not to pry too deeply into her personal life, except for the rare occasion when her mother would ask if she was dating yet.

This could work. It could, and it would have to, because she was not passing this up.

[eugh, sorry it's utter crap.]

[Desmond Giuseppe]

"I can drive you." said Desmond with a smile, "And since we're on the subject, does anyone else need a ride?"

[audrey]

"Great, everyone can go!" said Audrey with mock chipperness, "This will keep Debbie happy; she loves seeing young people in the diner."

[Tadhg Kelly]

"I've got a car," Tad informed Desmond. "Thanks anyway."

[audrey]

"He asked who needs a ride not who doesn't need a ride numb nuts." Audrey said to Tad. She couldn't help it, she loved teasing her friends, it was her way of showing affection.

[Tadhg Kelly]

"Actually," Tad said holding up a finger. "He asked if anyone needed a ride. I didn't so I informed him so."

[audrey]

"You really like the sound of your own voice don't you?" Audrey said to Tad.

[Viola Hastings]

Viola shrugged uncertainly at Vinnie. She peered at Ravi and felt his forehead.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

[Ravi Malone]

"I-I'm fine." said Ravi leaning away from Viola's hand. "I was just spacing out for a second."

[Viola Hastings]

"All right," she said, putting her hadn back down. "If you say so."

[vinnie]

"Um, ok." said Vinnie still feeling a bit concerned, "If you say so."

[Garrett Speelers]

"She's not my girlfriend," Garrett said shaking his head at Audrey. He turned over to the girl from earlier. "Hey we're going to the diner after the game. You wanna go?"

[shila]

Shila didn't expect Garrett to talk to her so when he spoke she didn't turn to him at first, but when she didn't hear anyone answer him she curiously looked over. "Are you talking to me?" she asked.

[Desmond Giuseppe]

"Ok then, I guess it's just you me and Audrey then Portia." Desmond said, "Don't worry, I'll put the face mask on Audrey so she doesn't bite."

[Garrett Speelers]

"Unless there's another Shila I don't know about, then yes," Garrett said.

[Elliott James]

Elliott sat in the stands, hands buried in the pockets of his much loved, much abused black hoodie and feet up on the seat in front of him. His posture dictated that he was cold (knees drawn together, shoulders hunched), and he was. He'd always been sensitive to the weather; actually, he was pretty much screwed when it came to anything mother nature produced. Thanks a ton, Oma, he thought silently as he fought off a shiver by bouncing his feet a little.

In truth, he wouldn't be here if he didn't have a sneaking suspicion that Thomas would show up. He was expelled, which meant he wasn't allowed, but it was their tradition to come to football games and make fun of people, talk about the meaning of life... whatever. Thomas wasn't ever one for breaking traditions. When Elliott was in the hospital after getting an emergency appendicitis, his best friend was there every day as soon as school let out, because that's when they would hang out. He stayed longer than the hospital allowed, sweet talking the nurses. When that didn't work, he simply refused to leave, and no one said anything further.

So it wouldn't be a surprise at all if Thomas showed up. If he didn't, however...

Elliott looked down, concentrating on his shoes.

[Thomas Wells]

((If you got either of the references in the post above... you rule.))

Thomas ran up to the chain-link fence surrounding the stadium and looked intently at the stands, searching... there! There there there there!!! He couldn't stop the smile that spread across his face as he scaled the fence and dropped down on the other side. Sneaking along the sidelines, he avoided the strolling Vice Principal as he ducked behind a group of freshmen, only leaving cover as the VP went the other way. Almost there... Sidestepping another flock of freshies, he oh-so-covertly bounded up the stairs and took a seat next to the object of his desires, staring straight ahead so as to not explode with.. what? Lust? as soon as he looked at him directly.

Elliott.
Elliott James.
Elliott Marten James.

Thomas was gay. He'd accepted it. He didn't care. He wanted Elliott so... so badly... he didn't care about the consequences. Well, that wasn't entirely true. He cared about what Elliott thought about the situation, which was pretty much the only thing keeping him from kissing him just then.

Slowly, he put his hood down, the idiotic grin still spread across his face.

"Hey," was all he could manage as he glanced at Elliott briefly.

[Tadhg Kelly]

Then Tad got bored waiting for halftime to roll around so he turned gay and took Garrett behind the snack stand.

or not

Tad rolled his eyes at Audrey and decided to walk away towards the fence.

"I can give you a ride if you don't haev your liscense yet," he offered to Vi before turning away.

He didn't want to seem creepy, so he folded his arms, rested them on the fence and acted very interested in the game. He actually hated football.

[Elliott James]

Elliott looked up from his shoes as his best friend took a seat next to him and smiled.

"It's about time you got here, I thought I was being stood up," he joked, unconsciously scooting closer to Thomas, who seemed to be radiating heat. As his pockets didn't seem to be doing the trick, he pulled his hands from them and stuck them between his legs.

"So, how's being public going?" he asked seriously. Thomas had been pretty down the past couple of days, and Elliott wasn't sure why. He was determined to get to the bottom of it tonight - it bothered him that there was something Thomas felt like he couldn't say to his best friend.

[Thomas Wells]

Thomas swallowed...

as Elliott got closer to him. (teehee) God, they were almost touching... he could feel Elliott's warmth through his jacket and jeans. He was tempted to go along with his joke, but was afraid of how the lump in his throat would make it come out, so he kept quiet. Elliott, however, was unawares of his personal issues and forced him to answer a question.

"It's not all bad. You should... switch - it's better than St. James anyway," he replied, saying the last bit quickly with a sidelong glace.

[shila]

"Oh," said Shila biting back a smartass retort, "Yeah, sure. Um, can you give me a ride?"