Lonerness Needs To Open Up.

Veranica sat down with her home made lunch. She opened her lunch box, and took out a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, a juicy juice, cookies, and crackers. She took her sandwich, and started nibbling at it. She saw the other people walk by, secretly wishing they'd come over and sit by her, even though she knew she'd be shy. She just wanted someone to talk to. Putting her sandwhich now, starting to drink her juicy juice, she quietly awaited for someone's approach.

Little did she know, the approach that she so dearly wished for wouldn't come on it's own; or at least be planned at all. Taylor was walking through the cafeteria simply trying to work his way through the crowd and avoid bumping into anything... or anything. Unfortunately, our dear boy here was a class-A klutz, so that never was going to happen.

He ran his foot into a chair leg and tripped over, sending his drink flying. It had hit the ground, but some of it had splashed up and hit Veronica's leg. "Oh - I am s-so sorry!" He stuttered, rushing over to see if he could make things better.

Veranica wasn't mad at all, for, it was quite opposite. She blushed with happiness. Something happened to me. She thought, as she got up, wiped her leg off, and went of to help the fellow. A sudden euphoria flowed through her veins.

"Uh - It was an accident - I didn't mean -" The words tumbled out of his mouth as he quickly bent down to pick up his glass. Taylor hastily set it back on his tray, a little surprised to she had walked up to him. Even more so surprised when he saw that she was taller than he was... seriously? ;A;

" it's completely fine, i mean accidents happen right?" Veranica said, ever so swiftly, the words ran down off her tongue like butter. She smoothly turned, and bent down to clean any mess leftover from the milk. " Would you mind sitting next to me to eat? I don't mind getting you another drink. " She said this with smiling eyes, bright, full smile, and a sensual voice. Even though she was typically a shy person, she started to open up, letting her burnt sienna coloured locks roll down the front of her hitting her waist.

"Y-yeah, right." Ahem. Accidents did happen, but really... This girl, she wasn't angry at all at him? Taylor would expect most people to just get up and go off at him. The young man blushed and rubbed the back of his neck, still holding his tray in one arm. Her offer surprised him all the more. "Sit with you? Sure, I can do that..." His smile was uneasy, but he quietly grabbed the seat next to hers, still embarrassed by what had happened.

Veranica smiled. Her dimples carved into her cheeks giving off a rosy glow on her cheeks. her first though in her head was : " Wow. A boy! :D. " Such things never happen to her. And even as a sociaily awkward person, she did, however, have bravery. For, the people she cared for, she did something. And in this case, for starters, she scooted closer to him. Shy, and having a nervous breakdown inside, scared of his reaction thinking he'd abscond quickly, she kept calm, and externally made things look like a breeze. " So, what kinds of things are you into? " Veranica asked, with what looked like such ease,with her head tilted in his direction, staring down into richly coloured eyes.

ooc: whatever colour that is XD if i knew, i could of used better language :P

Taylor stiffened his entire body together uneasily as he noticed her scoot more tword him. Gingerly, he set his tray down and picked up a fork, poking at his food - if only to give him something to do. His gaze, which was a cool, oceanic blue-green (thank chu very much), flickered away as she caught them, forcing a small cough out of his throat, as if it'd help him speak up. "Oh, I don't know. Eb never thought to give me that bit of development yet. I like ... stuff ... Like cats - ... and things..." Awkward boy was being awkward.

Veranica smiled, and replied with " Oh really? I think thats cute ^_^ most guys don't like cats... but i find it attractive that you do " she said with a feminine voice, as she put her hand under her chin, paying more attention to him. " What breed of cat do you find most attractive? " She almost wish she was a neko, just to get his attention in a romantic kind of way. It was almost awkward, but nonetheless confusing for Veranica in her mind that she felt a euphoric attraction to this boy, and that she wasn't shying away like she usually does.

She - she did? o_o "Oh, well - thanks, guess?" Taylor's face turned a slightly deeper shade of red as he continued to poke at his food. "Well, I don't find any really attractive - " He muttered quietly. It wasn't like he was a furry or something - ... he just liked cats. Forever Alone. "I do like scottish folds though - Their ears... They're cute, I mean..." He said and brought his folded-hands up like the ears, as if that'd help explain.

Veranica was intensely interested in him. " Ahh-hhh. I know what your talking about, cute ^_^" Happily engaged in the conversation, she put her arm around him.

Taylor near choked on his food, turning a deep shade of red now. "I - W - What are you doing?" He questioned this chick with wide eyes, feeling like his personal bubble had been bursted open. Did he even get girl's name?!
He stayed still, kinda uncertain of what to do.

" Well what's it look like silly goose?" She said, with a giggling tone. " Oh I'm sorry, how rood of me not to tell you my name " She sed, as she put her free hand over her heart. " I'm Veranica " She said, with such class. " How bout you? "

"Oh, hello Veranica -" Taylor took in a deep breath and grabbed his courage, shrugging and pulling away from her grasp he stood up and grabbed his tray. "I'm done eating now. I'm sorry for spilling the drink really - it was nice to meet you -" Without dropping his own name, the boy started to walk away and escape.

Veranica,however, wasn't done with him. So, thus resulting in her following up behind him.

"Is she following me?" With surprise and slight distress, he listened to the even steps behind him. No way. Ever so slightly, the young man turned his head and did indeed see Veranica trailing him. Oh, my god. Omg... He muttered something unheard of and pucked up the pase, rushing into the hallways. Wtfwtf. ;_;

Veranica started to pick up her own pace, to a slight jog. She had a very demonic sounding giggle trailing behind him.

Ohlord. Ohjeebus. ;AAA; 'Oh, yeah. She's following me. Dx'
Taylor felt a small current start to run over his skin, feeling rather nervous now - well, even more-so than before. He snuck another look. Veranica was seriously starting to remind him of the overly attached girlfriend meme - and he had just met the lady.

"R- Really! I have to go now!" He tried to call behind him and pick up the pace, almost going into a small run. ohgodsomeonehelphim. Dx

She ran until she grabbed his shoulders. She stopped. Gasping with breath, she said

"FOLLOW ME." , she said with an ever so demanding voice. She grabbed his arm trying to pull him away. She had the look of death in her eyes and her normally tawny brown eyes were turning to a fierce scarletty-brown.

Taylor felt a shiver run down his spine as he was stopped short, feeling her hands on his shoulder. "Okay, I'm sorry for spilling the drink, really I am!" He sputtered out. Please, don't rape me. ;AAA; He still felt that he could get away from this girl on somewhat - ... neutral terms, that was, until she demanded he be dragged away in about one of the scariest voices he had ever heard.
"I - I will not!" He frowned in protest, pulling away again. "You should go now." Last warning. For srs, yo.

" This isn't about the drink, " She whispered, so that no one could hear what she was saying, " This is about my ATTRACTION to you, got that? Thought so! " She put some louder stress on attraction, while holding him with gripping hands on both shoulders. 95% of rape starts at the shoulder. She tried her hardest pulling him towards a closet, an abandoned one that is. Using all her muscular self, while shoving her boobs in his face at the same time, trying to prepare him for...

"I believe I heard him say you should go."

A voice called out from not to far away from the rapist and rape-ee. Melody stood near the two, her hands in fists. She had ran after the two whenever they left the cafeteria, simply because Taylor didn't seem like he wanted to be followed, and Veronica just seemed all kinds of messed up. He didn't want to be followed, so she followed him just in case... Mel's logic. And she was happy she had come after them. Taylor was her friend- in her book, and she didn't appreciate someone shoving their breast in his face without his consent. Hm... What a strange thing to say. Anywho, she didn't appear to pleased, with curled fists and sharp crimson eyes. Her voice was casual, but measured as if in warning. "So I think you should take a few steps away from him." She said, slowly walking towards them. "Got it?" Mel said, narrowing her eyes at the strange girl.

" Oh yeah? Well, i also believe i can fly c: " She said, as a witty remark. Veranica can look badass whenever she wants. With a very curvy figure, muscles, and pretty face that you assume would show up on a popular girl, she just doesn't look like the type to mess with. With one hand still holding Taylor ever so close to her, with his face far down enough, he could probably see the detailed lace on bra, she took her and sassily put it on her hip. " And i don't believe your my mother, now are you? Yeah, no. Girl, you better the f*ck out of my face, and if you dare not take my command, b*tch, you got another thing comming at you." Veranica said, with her eyebrow arch and with the most confident, and proud filled voice there was.

"Attraction? Uh - what?" Did she do this to all the guys she had just met and felt 'attracted' too? He tried to resist being pulled away, the currents across his skin growing stronger. Soon, it'd be painful for Veranica to be holding him so close. Taylor didn't want to have to shove himself away or hurt her ... There was a crowd starting to gather though, and - was someone coming to his rescue? :D Ohai - It was that one girl from the dance. What was her name...? Mel - Melanie - ... No, Melody!
"Ah - Help me, please...?"

That's right. If you don't want to punch the girl yourself, leave it to another girl to do it for you.
Class.

Melody, with her average height and slim, athletic build, and a face just as pretty, she didn't look as 'badass' as Veronica thought of herself, but the blonde had the temper. of a honey badger. Mel!Badger don't give a fuck. *shot* "By all means, I encourage you to give it a try." She retorted, raising an eyebrow at the girl as if she was stupid. Then again, at this school, anything was possible. Could this girl fly? Hm...

Ahem.
"No, but I do feel bad for your mother." Mel shot back with a roll of her crimson eyes. Honestly, who did that girl think she was? "Command, you say? Jeez, if I sound like a mom, you outta be compared to a dictator." She said calmly, while finally coming to stand by Taylor. "Now, please back the Hell off, hon." She said evenly. But God, did she want to hit this girl right now. She wouldn't be the first to do anything of course, simply because she didn't want to get into a fight unless completely necessary. But if Veronica started it, then it was most definitely necessary. >:C Mel For Dummies, chapter 5, plz.