A Normal Day In the Life Of Mel (Me and Pine-ay)

Melody warily looked around one more time from her position on the floor. She sat with her legs crossed, hidden in the library between two bookshelves. One labeled 'Sci-Fi' and another labeled 'Non-Fiction' in large black letters. She had carefully chosen a spot that no one really went to, and was hidden well enough from the rest of the library. Everything she had done was planned out, actually.
She tugged at the sleeve of her light blue hoodie and searched the area one more time before pulling headphones from her sleeve like a magician. Then she clicked the top of her iPod and turned music on once her earphones were in.
Looking around once more, and checking that everything was situated to where if someone came by, they'd only see a girl with a book about... The History of Potatoes. Hey, if she wasn't going to read it, it wouldn't matter what it was, right? .n.

ooc: lolnofair. Hap was gonna have headphones, but Sleepy said NU D:<

and the history of potatoes? RLY? xDD

ic: Happy gave a small sigh. Peace and quiet at last. Everyone kept their voices at a low level; barely audible even to the person next to them! I might like this portion of this place, he thought. He didn't know which aisles held which books, but he peered around curiously. He glanced around, and noticed someone sitting down and just read a book sprawled on the ground. He didn't like eavesdropping, but he noticed she was reading "The History of Potatoes". Happy said nothing. My God. Who on Earth would like a book titled "The History of Potatoes"!? Though, what place was he in to criticize? Anyways, this was his next aisle to browse in. He stepped steadily in the aisle with a side-step. He grazed the titles with disinterest. Eugh. Just a bunch of boring facts and blah, blah, blah... He grabbed a random book, and stared at the cover. What greeted his eyes were the words: "The Nazi Doctors: Medical Killing and the Psychology of Genocide". The black-haired boy blinked at it and shoved it back into the shelf awkwardly.

OOC: Yes, the history of potatoes. :u

And I didn't know we couldn't have iPods a few topics ago, so she had one, and she likes music to much to be without it. xD

IC: Melody didn't hear him approach due to the contraband music, but she saw him through the corner of her eye and looked up. Suddenly, she was a little self conscious about her book, and she frowned, looking down at it awkwardly before her gaze returned up. She watched him search for a book and raised an eyebrow as she read the title on the binding. Hey, whatever floats your boat.
She saw him put the book away, and randomly turned the page so she didn't look anymore like a freak.

OOC: God, it's really hard to type with a sexy scythe going across my screen. ;u; *shot*

ooc: xDD lol just scroll down ;w;

ic: Happy jumped slightly, skittish from the sudden sound of a page quavering. He began skimming the titles again. He had done this with all the other aisles, but nothing seemed to suit to his liking. He finally slipped another book out. Eugh. An autobiography. He gave an uneven sigh of frustration as he put the book back gently in the incorrect spot. The Library may be quiet, but it's boring! There's nothing to do but... read... A wave of stupidity flooded over him. Geez, aren't I learning something new today? he teased himself as he leaned into the shelf, his forehead pressed against it as he aggravatedly glared at his feet.

She could tell he was upset as he stared down at his feet with concentration, and she debated on saying something or not. Kindness and her talkativeness finally overcame her, and the song was ending anyway, so she paused it and looked up. Melody toke a breath before speaking in a shushed, gentle tone. "Having trouble finding something?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. Her words may have come out a little quieter than she intended, but it was a library after all, and she was fairly certain the boy heard her.

Happy gave a small, stifled gasp. He turned to look at her. "Uhh..." What was he going to say? Was he even looking for anything? "No. No, not really," he said shyly, scraping his foot against the carpet. Ngh.. Why does she care? Isn't she busy reading about the most interesting book ever? About potatoes? "I was just browsing, really... umm... Do you know any... .... good... books?" he asked, holding his right arm again.

Mel smiled lightly as she softly closed said amazing book. "Oh yes, I thoroughly enjoyed this one." She replied sarcastically, showing him the cover, which featured a potato.
Then she actually thought about it, and shrugged, defeated. "I couldn't tell you unless I knew what kind of books you enjoyed, I guess." She responded calmly looking up.

Happy stared, giving a weak laugh at her sarcasm. "Ngh... Potatoes... de- delicious..." he murmured lowly. He felt a little embarrassed. "Oh, that's right... um... I guess... I like... something that's not about vegetables..." He slapped his forehead. "D'oh! I guess, maybe something... um... I wouldn't mind a book about a cool person, I suppose..."

"Oh, sorry. You are out of luck. My autobiography is still a work in progress." She joked again, but in such a serious tone it probably left the boy wondering if she was serious or not. "I'm Melody, by the way." She introduced herself, leaning her head against the bookshelf and closing her eyes.

Happy just gave a small smile, which still looked like a straight face. "Um... Melody?" he echoed, pinning the name into his mind. "I'm Happy," he introduced, looking up a bit, his eyes appearing from behind his black hair.

Melody was about to reply with a, So am I. but she rethought it. Was that really his name...? "Well Happy, you don't seem very happy." She said, putting her hand under her chin and placing her elbow on her knee.

Happy pawed at the floor with his foot. "Well... um... yeah, I know..." he bluntly stated. "But it's my name... so... uh... I guess I just gotta pull through and... stick with it... um..." He looked at her. "It's an okay name, I guess..."

Mel couldn't help but laugh, but she felt bad afterwords. "I'm not gonna hurt you, Happy. Why are you so uptight? I think your name is awesome, by the way." She reassured him with a gentle smile.

OOC: Nate;; >3>

U- Uptight!? he thought, trying not to express how shocked he was at the comment. "S- Sorry..." he murmured. At her compliment, he shrugged lightly. "Th- Thanks," he said, a true hint of thanks in his voice. "Everyone doesn't think the same thing," he breathed, giving a small sideways glance.

"I don't see why not. Names like Happy and hell, maybe even Melody, mean that we aren't exactly the same as the rest. If they're gonna be asses about it, than it's their problem." He murmured calmly, as she toyed with her jacket sleeve and the iPod underneath it. As she wiped the screen, she accidentally pushed the button, making a light shine through her hoodie. Wincing, she turned it off, hoping Happy didn't see.

"I guess you're right," he said, thinking about it himself. He watched her with slight respect. She had a point. After a few heartbeats of watching her with a single eye (his unblind one xD) he noticed a small light coming from her... hood? He blinked awkwardly before recognizing that light from somewhere. Homesickness flooded over him. He had used to listen to music on an iPod before! "I didn't know they allowed iPod's here," he said, lifting his hand limply, without much effort, to point to it.

Melody grimaced and ran her fingers warily through blonde-brown hair. "Well, um, technically we aren't, but um..." She stammered her way through the sentence before giving and staring at Happy with a pleading look. "Please don't tell anyone! I don't want to get in trouble..." She begged in a hushed voice, frantically looking around.

Happy stared, unblinking. He took a few wary steps towards her, wondering if it was the real thing! Sure enough, he saw an iPod carefully hidden in her hood. Oh, how he missed his! He carefully knelt down about a few feet away, staring. "What songs do you have?" he asked with interest, as if he hadn't heard her plea. "I used to have an iPod... but... I don't think I brought it..."

ooc: he might. D:< I just don't think its fair cuz I posted 2 times with him having headphones, and THEN Sleepy goes no xD

lololololshhh it's our secret. :P

Melody looked up, surprised by his interest in her iPod. "Well, I have a pretty large collection- something I take pride in. Since I don't listen to one genre, I might have something you like." She told Happy with a small smile as she scooted over to him and slid her iPod from her hoodie to show.

Happy's eyes gleamed with amusement for once. He finally sat down slowly, watching. "Oh, me too!" he said, leaning closer to gaze at the iPod. "Like what?" he wondered.

OOC: Go crazy, let your imagination run wild, Pine. xD

IC: Melody frowned in thought, searching her brain for a genre he might like. She was guessing emo rock, but she wouldn't say for sure. "Here," She said, shoving the iPod into his hands. "You take a look for yourself." She told him with a crooked smile. Then she quickly pulled her hands away, not noticing as they made contact with Happy's.

ooc: you sure? C:< xDD loljk. I don't know any Emo Rock. I'll just not name a song Cx

ic: Happy couldn't stop his face from turning as bright as a cherry. "Th- thanks," he said, staring at the iPod in his hands. He noticed she pulled away, finally, and he finally brought the iPod to his face, the redness of his face leaving. He fondled with it, enjoying the feel of the iPod. Oh, how he missed his! He turned it on, and then began skimming through the songs. Many unfamiliar, then some he had heard of. He put an earbud into his ear and stared. He settled on one that he had heard before. The sound pounded into his ear, but he didn't seem to mind. Happy leaned back so that his head hit a bookshelf and he closed his eyes. His hands tapped to the beat, and he gave a smile, now, engulfed by music. Ah... I love the library...

Melody looked around and sighed. She didn't like her iPod being out in the open, but Happy really seemed to be enjoying the music, so she didn't complain. "Mind if I share?" She asked with a raised eyebrow, her eyes darting to the other earbud.

Happy looked up from his music daze. He noticed how uneasy she was with the iPod out, so he passed it over to Melody. At least the earphones were long enough. "Yeah, go right ahead. It's your iPod," he said, keeping his rare smile.

Melody smiled back with a not-so-rare smile, and placed the earbud in her ear, concealed by the hood. She then readjusted her iPod to where it was hidden in her sleeve. It was now unseen by the wandering eye, but the only problem was that the earphones weren't exactly long enough for this.
She awkwardly looked at Happy, their shoulders almost touching, and debated on whether or not she wanted her iPod concealed or a safe distance.
She choice the former.