Re: Story of a Not-So-Romantic Girl
Posted: 04 Aug 2015 15:37
Story of a Not-So-Romantic-Girl - Chapter 9
Friends.
Friends!
Olivia was standing in the balcony of her room. She had woken up a few minutes ago, a little before her alarm for the day rang. The weather outside was very pleasing with cool gentle morning breeze that played with her hair. It mirrored how she was feeling that morning - calm and somewhat happy. She stood there keeping her eyes closed and inhaled the air deeply.
'Nothing can spoil my mood today' she thought to herself.
The day went by smoothly and it was her last class for the day. It was not a part of her academics, but she really loved reading and had hence joined a literature class.
Miss Turing, their literature teacher, entered the classroom and was looking rather pleased.
"Listen up students," she waited for the murmuring to stop.
"I have been selected to attend a workshop on literature from the Victorian era. I'll be leaving for a span of three weeks." The whole class applauded for her.
"Now I've decided to give you a project to work on in my absence. It will be a team project. So first thing you need to do is divide yourselves into teams of twos."
There was an excited chatter as everyone started teaming up. Olivia didn't know anyone well enough in the class. Being an extracurricular thing for her, she never really even tried to see who all was in her class.
"So everyone's got a partner?" Miss Turing asked.
"I'm left. But I can do the project alone," Olivia said raising her hand.
"Let's see umm..." Miss Turing looked at her attendance sheet.
"There's a student absent today. His name is Russell, you both can team up."
"OK, so what each of you have to do is choose any fictional character. Write a character sketch on them. Give your opinion on what the character would be like if they existed in the present time. At last, the team partners have to hypothesis a conversation between their respective characters supposing they meet today."
'Please God. Let it be some other Russell,' Olivia prayed as Miss Turing cleared any doubts students had about the project.
Olivia was going to her car to drive back home. On reaching the parking lot, she saw Russell standing next to her car and frowned, "What is he doing here?"
"I won't spoil my mood arguing with him," she took a deep breath as she reached her car.
"What do you want Russell?" She asked rudely. "So much for not starting a fight," she cursed her rude tone.
Russell was a bit offended by her rudeness, but chose to avoid it and said calmly, "I think, we started on quite a wrong note. So how about I apologize for my previous behavior and we start fresh with some ice cream? My treat?" He knew ice cream sounded very kiddish, but he didn't want it to seem as if he were asking her out on a date or something because he knew then she would definitely refuse.
'What does he want from me this time,' she looked at him suspiciously.
"Are you being nice because of the project?"
"What project?"
"Are you in a literature class that you bunked today?" Olivia questioned really hoping that he would say no.
"Yes. What about it?"
"I'm in the class too and Miss Turing gave a team project and apparently we are stuck with each other."
"Well, that's just even more reason why we should start fresh," Russell smiled.
"Okay, but we go by my car," she agreed fully aware that he would never take no for an answer.
"Fine," he said moving towards the driver's seat.
"No way. I'm going to drive," she sat in the driver's seat before he could argue.
She drove to an ice cream parlor called Chillz. There she ordered a hot fudge brownie sundae while Russell ordered a choco-mint sundae.
Olivia explained Russell all about the assignment as they ate their sundaes. She finished her sundae and was looking at Russell eat.
"Don't even think," Russell pulled his ice cream bowl closer to him.
"Try to stop me," Olivia smirked as she took a huge bite from his ice cream.
Before she could put the spoon in her mouth, Russell gripped her wrist, pulled the spoon towards himself and licked the ice cream a little. "Go ahead. Eat as much as you like."
"That's so mean," she said in a child-like voice sticking out her lower lip.
"Fine you can have it, you cute little monster." He gave her a 'I-know-it's-a-trick' look and kept the bowl towards her.
"I don't know what's more offending. Cure, little or monster," Olivia pretended to be hurt.
"Well, I guess you are a little monster, so the only offensive adjective was cute," laughed Russell.
"How dare you?" She looked at him angrily. When he didn't stop laughing, she took some ice cream and smeared it across his whole face.
"See, you ARE a little monster!" He exclaimed and went to the washroom to clean up.
By the time, he came back his ice cream was gone. He looked at his bowl and then at Olivia who poked her tongue out to tease him.
Instead of passing a snarly comment as Olivia had expected, he stretched out his hand, "Friends?"
Olivia smiled and nodded, but instead of shaking hands with him she made a fist and motioned for a fist bump.
"Friends!" She said as their fists collided.
"Now since you didn't let me bring my car, you will have to drop me back to college parking, so that I can take my car," he said slowly moving his hand through his hair, a bit embarrassed to ask for a ride.
"Oh ya sure. I totally forgot about that."
They were about to enter the parking area when Olivia saw a girl standing next to Russell's car.
"Looks like your girlfriend is waiting for you and boy does she look angry!" Olivia exclaimed.
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Friends.
Friends!
Olivia was standing in the balcony of her room. She had woken up a few minutes ago, a little before her alarm for the day rang. The weather outside was very pleasing with cool gentle morning breeze that played with her hair. It mirrored how she was feeling that morning - calm and somewhat happy. She stood there keeping her eyes closed and inhaled the air deeply.
'Nothing can spoil my mood today' she thought to herself.
The day went by smoothly and it was her last class for the day. It was not a part of her academics, but she really loved reading and had hence joined a literature class.
Miss Turing, their literature teacher, entered the classroom and was looking rather pleased.
"Listen up students," she waited for the murmuring to stop.
"I have been selected to attend a workshop on literature from the Victorian era. I'll be leaving for a span of three weeks." The whole class applauded for her.
"Now I've decided to give you a project to work on in my absence. It will be a team project. So first thing you need to do is divide yourselves into teams of twos."
There was an excited chatter as everyone started teaming up. Olivia didn't know anyone well enough in the class. Being an extracurricular thing for her, she never really even tried to see who all was in her class.
"So everyone's got a partner?" Miss Turing asked.
"I'm left. But I can do the project alone," Olivia said raising her hand.
"Let's see umm..." Miss Turing looked at her attendance sheet.
"There's a student absent today. His name is Russell, you both can team up."
"OK, so what each of you have to do is choose any fictional character. Write a character sketch on them. Give your opinion on what the character would be like if they existed in the present time. At last, the team partners have to hypothesis a conversation between their respective characters supposing they meet today."
'Please God. Let it be some other Russell,' Olivia prayed as Miss Turing cleared any doubts students had about the project.
Olivia was going to her car to drive back home. On reaching the parking lot, she saw Russell standing next to her car and frowned, "What is he doing here?"
"I won't spoil my mood arguing with him," she took a deep breath as she reached her car.
"What do you want Russell?" She asked rudely. "So much for not starting a fight," she cursed her rude tone.
Russell was a bit offended by her rudeness, but chose to avoid it and said calmly, "I think, we started on quite a wrong note. So how about I apologize for my previous behavior and we start fresh with some ice cream? My treat?" He knew ice cream sounded very kiddish, but he didn't want it to seem as if he were asking her out on a date or something because he knew then she would definitely refuse.
'What does he want from me this time,' she looked at him suspiciously.
"Are you being nice because of the project?"
"What project?"
"Are you in a literature class that you bunked today?" Olivia questioned really hoping that he would say no.
"Yes. What about it?"
"I'm in the class too and Miss Turing gave a team project and apparently we are stuck with each other."
"Well, that's just even more reason why we should start fresh," Russell smiled.
"Okay, but we go by my car," she agreed fully aware that he would never take no for an answer.
"Fine," he said moving towards the driver's seat.
"No way. I'm going to drive," she sat in the driver's seat before he could argue.
She drove to an ice cream parlor called Chillz. There she ordered a hot fudge brownie sundae while Russell ordered a choco-mint sundae.
Olivia explained Russell all about the assignment as they ate their sundaes. She finished her sundae and was looking at Russell eat.
"Don't even think," Russell pulled his ice cream bowl closer to him.
"Try to stop me," Olivia smirked as she took a huge bite from his ice cream.
Before she could put the spoon in her mouth, Russell gripped her wrist, pulled the spoon towards himself and licked the ice cream a little. "Go ahead. Eat as much as you like."
"That's so mean," she said in a child-like voice sticking out her lower lip.
"Fine you can have it, you cute little monster." He gave her a 'I-know-it's-a-trick' look and kept the bowl towards her.
"I don't know what's more offending. Cure, little or monster," Olivia pretended to be hurt.
"Well, I guess you are a little monster, so the only offensive adjective was cute," laughed Russell.
"How dare you?" She looked at him angrily. When he didn't stop laughing, she took some ice cream and smeared it across his whole face.
"See, you ARE a little monster!" He exclaimed and went to the washroom to clean up.
By the time, he came back his ice cream was gone. He looked at his bowl and then at Olivia who poked her tongue out to tease him.
Instead of passing a snarly comment as Olivia had expected, he stretched out his hand, "Friends?"
Olivia smiled and nodded, but instead of shaking hands with him she made a fist and motioned for a fist bump.
"Friends!" She said as their fists collided.
"Now since you didn't let me bring my car, you will have to drop me back to college parking, so that I can take my car," he said slowly moving his hand through his hair, a bit embarrassed to ask for a ride.
"Oh ya sure. I totally forgot about that."
They were about to enter the parking area when Olivia saw a girl standing next to Russell's car.
"Looks like your girlfriend is waiting for you and boy does she look angry!" Olivia exclaimed.
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