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Post by Jenko on Jan 12, 2010 16:40:39 GMT -5
IM BORD!!! WHRE R U?!?!
Cedric's fingers - adept as they were - flew over the keys of his cell phone - the machine nearly vibrating under the fury of his typing. Margo wasn't at school again- she'd skipped twice this week - and her absence always made Cedric antsy. She was Bandit to his Smokey...the Odie to his Garfield. Just because she wanted to go out and fight against he deforestization of Barzil didn't mean she was allowed to leave him in a learch.
Lunch was particuarly hard - you could get away without your friends in math and english - but when you walked into the lunchroom with noone at your side, you were toast. No, you were worst than toast - you were a slice of bread.
Hitting send, he slunk back against his locker - his locker was safe from germs, OCD scrubbing took care of that, so it was safe to lean back on in his new argile sweat. Sigh. He really was bored - if Margo didn't deem it approapriate to come back to school, Cedric may indeed be forced to hold court in the Drama Office rather than the lunchroom - and that would simply be commiting social murder!
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Post by ~♥Willow♥~ on Jan 12, 2010 16:43:33 GMT -5
Jake walked down the hall and to his locker. With quick flying fingers her opened it up and grabbed a few books. With that he shut it and popped a piece of gum in his mouth. |
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Post by Jenko on Jan 12, 2010 17:28:19 GMT -5
Not 30 seconds after he sent the message, the phone vibrated again. Margo! She was always ready to come back quick - bless the girl for knowing not to waste his time when he was bored. Quickly, he flipped the phone open to read.
I THGHT UR NME WS CDRIC ;P
Haha. Not funny.
"Damnit Margo, this is a matter of social life or death. You may not care, but I have to keep up appearances!" He mumbled to his phone. As if that ever helped.
Down the hall, someone slammed a locker door, and Cedric gt a very dangerous idea into his head. He'd just - he'd make a new friend! That was it - there had to be several students in this school dying to rub elbow with him - it would be risky - Margo would kill him - but she had left him with no other choice but to find a replacement for her. See if she liked to joke with him then!
Before he lost face, Cedric glided his way down the hall - in the direction of the locker slammer, of course. He was about to make whoever it was's day.
" Why, Hello!" He crowed - spotting his victim - ah, er - new copatriot smacking on some gum beside their locker. " I'm Cedric - charmed, I'm sure."
Maybe he didn't need to worry about Margo killing him.
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Post by ~♥Willow♥~ on Jan 12, 2010 20:25:30 GMT -5
Jake blinked in surprise. "uh... hi? Im Jake. Jake Silverblade." Jake shuffled. Why would Cedric talk to him. With a shrug Jake smiled. |
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Post by Jenko on Jan 12, 2010 21:06:24 GMT -5
"Full name introductions - so 1800's chique!" Boy, did Cedric know how to pick them, or did he. know. how. to. pick. them! This Jake Silverblade - he'd do perfectly. Hmm...maybe he should go into friend-matching services; it seemed to be his destiny, if this was his first time, and he'd already made the perfect choice. And with that non-chalant shrug; and shy smile. Peeeerfeect!
"Well, Jake! You are going to have the best day of your life! Or best luncheon - we'll see how it goes..." He trailed off, but in his silence, he gave Jake a brilliant smile that was supposed to reassure Jake - but only succeed in making Cedric appear accutely insane.
"Get ready - because you are going to be my new. best. friend!! YAY!"
((*facepalm* sorry, Willow - I didn't even think he'd be this bad when I started writing him...I don't mean to torture poor Jake, honest. Just figured I'd appologise now...))
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Post by ~♥Willow♥~ on Jan 12, 2010 21:13:12 GMT -5
(*laughs* I think its funny! It's fine!)
Jake starred at Cedric with a confused look. Jake thought about backing away but he was too confused to do anything. Maybe Cedric didn't know how to handle a friend. Jake stood their as if to question Cedric. |
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Post by Jenko on Jan 16, 2010 9:45:29 GMT -5
Cedric took Jake's silence as shock - which it was - but Cedric's idea of shock was very very good. So his smile widened to show just a tich of teeth, as he carefully slipped the sleeve of his one arm over to cover his entire arm.
"Speechless! I know, I know...a lot to digest. But, come on! We've got to make our entrance, Jake! Suicide if we do not show up on time!"
He placed his carefully covered arm over Jake's shoulder, prepared to lead him away to whatever fate Cedric was thinking was at stake. The cover was just a...percaution - you never knew, because germs were everywhere, just who or what might be carrying hep or some other nasty disease.
"You and I are going to make a splash in the social pools of this school, Jake - I just know it!" |
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Post by ~♥Willow♥~ on Jan 16, 2010 13:03:49 GMT -5
Jake blinked in shock. He wasn't sure what he was to do. Follow Cedric? or not? Confusion raced through him. |
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Post by Jenko on Jan 17, 2010 11:32:06 GMT -5
A silent type. Good - Cedric liked it when he wasn't argued with. Margo...Margo could get so picky, always taking shots at his ideas, bringing down his delusions of grander - well, things, it seemed, would be different with Jake. Cedric could hardly host his enthusiasm.
But, not so good...the greatest of social climbers needed to know how to make conversation. There were no mutes at the top eschelon of this place - and there never would be.
"Alright now." He talked as he guided Jake along. "Can we say something, Jakey? Can we say, 'thank you, Cedric'? 'Why me, Cedric?' 'What can I do to repay you, Cedric? Why so mum, chum?" |
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Post by ~♥Willow♥~ on Jan 21, 2010 18:30:40 GMT -5
Jake froze. "Errr? well... ok.... why me?" Jake had no idea what was going on. |
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Post by Jenko on Feb 18, 2010 11:48:36 GMT -5
'Why me?' 'Why him?' Oh, why poor besotted fellow - he was indeed shocked with his sudden plunking from the throng of obscurity into the limelight. Tsk, tsk. Cedric had to admire his longevity to shiness, however - very admirable.
"Why, because you're just perfect!" He purred, as if the answer should have been obvious. "Right now, I bet your a bit of a nobody, right, hmm, I'm always right - well, here's your chance to rise to the occasion - be a little bluebird, and instead of staying on the ground, scratching for worms - I'm going to help you spread your wings and flap your way to glory!"
He released he hold on the boy for a second, stepping back with a flourish, his arms spredding wide. He paused for a moment - building tention like a master. And then, in a stagewhisper,
"So, let's start your first flying lesson, shall we?" |
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