Auto Shop anyone?{Adrien Cold}

[Adrien Cold]

Adrien grinned widely at her. "Right you are," he states, wagging his finger at her. He laughs, throwing his head back in the process. His blond hair threw back as well, falling on his face as he stops. He smiles at her, beaming as she blocked the light from the outside. "So, Miss Summers, how'd you get mixed up with this miserable lot?" He questions her but the words don't stop there.

"Isn't there any better a place to be at a time like this? I mean, c'mon! This bunch is that clueless that I bet they're going to be mixing their drinks with srewdrivers!" He clears his throat, it was turning sore. "I'm thinking that you'd love to be traveling at this moment." Tilting his head, he thinks. "Hm...taveling, traveling's nice. Feeling the breeze on your face as you race through the streets. I quite like traveling if you haven't notice." He smiles at her. "What about you Monica Summers, what other things do you like?"

[Monica Summers]

Monica let him finish before starting her response. "Well, it's basically a way to get more advanced on my mechanic skills. I'm hoping to get some sort of a ride soon. By taking this class I thought I would learn more, but I'm basically re-learning what I've known since I was about 10 or 12 years old." she explained.

"There are many places I'd rather be and other things I'd rather be doing," she replied with a playful smirk, "think you can guess?" She was in her usual fun and playful mood, ignoring her peers' confused 'wut am I supposed to do?'s.

[Adrien Cold]

Adrien puts his finger to his chin, miming the vision of serious thinking. "Right, right, so this would be a refresher course? Like a summer application to further one's instinct on basic ability. For example playing the same song over and over again to master the piece." He was nodding, trying to reach the word that he was going for. "Like, like, the trait of doing things over and over again just to perfect those ideals." He was almost there. Drumming his fingers on the side of the car, he exclaims, "Practice! Practice. That's the word I was looking for!"

His realization of his phrasing made him extatic! "But at the age of ten to twelve, I've got to say that that is just impressive! Completely and utterly fantastic." He laughs, tracing the lines of the engine, completely avoiding her eyes, but then again, he doesn't notice this because of his speeches, one after the other.

"But, yes a hobby, or some sort of outer activity." He was still avoiding looking at her. "Films, I bet that you love watching them!" He turns now, flashing his wide grin, "Even better! You love being in front of the camera. A smile like yours, I'm sure the camera adores you. Right?"

[Monica Summers]

Monica watched, slightly entertained by Adrien's search for the right word. His excitement at find the word made her lightly laugh, she found it adorable. She watched as he traced the engine and replied, "Thanks." to his complement.

"Yeah, I do love movies and pictures." she said, glad that he had guessed some of her real interests. "Oh... I don't know... maybe." she said, shyly. Personally, she didn't think she was extremely pretty or anything.

[Adrien Cold]

A cheeky smile appeared on his face. Adrien's blue eyes glinted with excitement at his right choice. He finally looks at her, showing off that smile of his. "Oh don't be so humble!" He looks over at her, examing every angle then immediately stops himself.

Jerking his head to face the side of the room. "Oh look at that a Ford." Shaking his head, while rubbing the side of it. "Oh good ole' Henry Ford. That brilliant man! With all the different forms of transportations that were already available, he went above and beyond! I mean, taking a piece of metal and transforming it to be the main vehicle of the world," he went on and on.

"Do you know what I mean?" His hands jammed in his pockets, he turns back to her, asking the question. Seeing her again, he remembered the previous conversation before his rambles. "A great lot of movies are playing this weekend. We can go maybe... if you want."

[Monica Summers]

Monica listened, smiling as he went off into one of his babbles. Usually, babblers annoyed her, but when Adrien babbled it was adorable with the way he'd drift from different subjects.

"Yeah, he was pretty inventive and creative." she commented.

When he asked her out vaguely, she bit her lip shyly and a light rose color appeared on her cheeks. Even though she had been asked out many times, she got shy almost every time. "Um, sure," she replied sweetly, "what movie did you have in mind?"

[Adrien Cold]

Adrien's eyes widen just a little and his smile grew even more. "He-he Okay." he states. Rubbing the side of his nose lightly, he sets his head up high, looking at her. "Well, there is that children's movie; Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs. It's a movie about food coming down from the sky." He laughs. "Can you imagine that? Food, coming in great loads down from the sky! That would just be amazing!" Smiling at her, "What do you think?" he asks.

"Actually, the more I think about it, the more hungry I get. Do you think that cafeteria still sells those banana splits?"

[Monica Summers]

"I remember reading that book when I was little," Monica replied with an uncommon giggle, " I loved it. I thought the movie looked like it'd be cute." She laughed at the amazing comment. "It would be pretty incredible."

"They might...I'm not sure though." she said in response. Now she was hungry. "Do you have lunch next period?" she asked, unconsciously cocking her head to the side.

[Adrien Cold]

Adrien for once kept to himself and smiled. The white noise behind them calmed. And silence filled the air, the teacher had a few words to say. He wasn't listening much though. The teachers voice took away the element of fear/respect for him and he didn't want another detention for opening his big mouth. It retrospect he didn't realize that it was a bad thing that he had fought for his rights against the teacher. Did the the Declaration not gurantee freedom of speech? All he pointed out was that the teacher did no good in helping any of them, and well, that his face makes him appear to have been deflected by the concept of puberty.

Oh fine, he'll have to admit, that was a tad bit rude, but he couldn't help it. It was the truth. The teacher had finally stopped and everyone was packing up. He turns back to Monica. "I actually do. Do you? 'Cause, I was thinking we could sit together...if you want," he says but doesn't stop, "Well, I wasn't thinking exactly that, I was thinking more like, why does Mr.'s voice over there is so high-pitched...."

[Monica Summers]

Monica listened vaguely to the teacher and watched as her peers packed up. Another "fun" day in class had finished.

"Yeah I do, and that'd be fine." she replied to Adrien. She laughed at his comment on the teacher. "Don't be mean!" she scolded jokingly.

((sorry, 'tis short))

[Adrien Cold]

"See you then!" Adrien said as he flashed her a mad grin! He stops hearing her scolding voice, "Well I can't help it!" he shrugs, "His voice is as high pitched as things can get. You can't actually tell me that that's anywhere near a normal range of voice." He smiles again, laughing at his observations.

He walks towards the bench, gathering his stuff. "So I'll see you then, at the door of the caf?" he asks, without needing an answer. He then just starts walking out, but he stops looking as if he's forgotten something. He turns around, comes closer to her and gives her a peck on the cheek. "See ya`" he says, walking away right after.

[Monica Summers]

"Very True." Monica said, chuckling. The teacher does have an unusually high pitched voice, probably the reason the others listen to me more than him... she thought.

Monica responded, "Yep." as she packed up her things. She didn't realize he'd come back until she felt him peck her on the cheek. Her eyes widened, caught off guard and the rose colour returned to her cheeks. Did he just kiss me?! she asked herself, And did I allow myself to be 'dazzled' by him?!

((hehe Dazzled! xD))