Verse/Luka/Flirt with Oliver

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Current revision as of 17:24, 26 June 2012

"It would be a crime to let my talented little mouth go unfed," you reply with a smirk, and are rewarded with a short bout of laughter.

The set grabs their backpacks and bags from a nearby table and heads out, towards the edge of the park. Rae and Oliver drag you between the two of them, though Jess and Will are less receptive. It's a short walk--filled with you listening to their banter, and them trying to drag you into it--to a nearby restaurant. You all receive a look from the staff, but they serve you nonetheless.

It's the standard fast-food restaurant, filled with all manner of barely differentiable burgers. They all order the same thing, and you merely shrug your shoulders when asked; you don't really eat at fast-food restaurants.

"What?" Rae shouts when you tell them that. "How can you live here and not eat them."

You laugh weakly as you answer, "My mom's old fashion; she cooks all the meals." She does, and she kind of is.

"Still!" she continues. "It's fast-food! Everyone's had it at least once."

You shake your head, unable to remember the last time you did. She stares at you, resigned, and Oliver takes advantage to pick at your fries. He's already eaten his, which is quite shocking looking at his figure. "Hey!" you exclaim.

"What?" he replies, giggling, "it is my money, after all."

You pout; he has you there. He takes another and pokes your cheek with it, "Is Little Luka hungry? Open up, ahhhh..." You stick out your tongue at him, and he shoves the fry between your lips with a laugh. Rae joins in, though Jess and Will still remain quiet.

"You live around here?" Rae asks as you take a bite of your burger. Oliver has stopped eating your fries, mostly because he's finished them.

"Um..." you begin, "not really. I live like... at least half an hour away."

"You walked here?!" she exclaims.

"Yeah...?" you answer, unsure.

"Wow!"

"It's not that far..." you reply.

"Still!" She says. "You're so young and walked halfway across the city!"

You laugh. "I'm not that young. I'm thirteen."

She rolls her eyes, "Luka, darling, you're practically a little boy." You turn bright red. "See? You even blush like one!" More laughter.

You stay both bright red and silent, unsure what to say. "Well, how old are you?" you ask after a moment.

"I am fifteen years of age," she says proudly. "Jess's a little older than me." She grabs her friend and nearly shoves her towards you. Jess blushes slightly, embarrassed. "Will's sixteen. Oli's the youngest; his birthday was last month."

You're surprised; they're Juniors. "Happy birthday," you say to Oliver.

"Thanks," he replies.

The lot of you leaves the restaurant a little before 9:00 A.M.

"Where should we go?" Rae asks. "Park? Shopping? Video games?" She looks at the entire group.

"Shopping," Jess says, "if I'm gonna die anyway, might as well be in new clothes."

Will and Oliver shrug, indifferent.

Rae smiles, you guess she wanted to go shopping too. "Coming, Luka?" she asks, Oliver beside her, as the other two begin to head towards the mall; you wonder if Jess and Will are together.

"Um," you stutter, "sure, I guess." Your other real option is to continue wandering around town, which now seems quite irresponsible. Mostly tiring though.

"Awesome!" she goes, and drags you in between her and Oliver.

As you walk, you...

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