chester and ingrid

the classes of 12th year were all outside,

lined up (as well as you could get teenagers) beside the buses for their trip to Alabama.

ingrid, however, was seated.

seated playing packman on her gameboy,

unable to beat the round.

getting frustrated, she growled and smacked the screen of the pesky, silly control.

chester had been with his 'friends',

eyeing the girl however closely he could manage,

smiling slightly at the frustrated hippie he'd come to known as ingrid.

however, they have never actually had an actual conversation.

well. they haven't shared words period.

but something had fascinated him when he had moved here,

and seen the prestigious-hearted girl walking through the hall,

with a flower crown and no shoes,

with a beautiful summer dress on,

no matter it was fall.

though he never told his feelings to any of his 'friends',

for he was the epitome of bad-ass to them,

therefor, having feelings on the socially-awkward girl wouldn't pass well on them.

but he couldn't help it.

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after the teachers had sent everyone to buses,

ingrid found she was stuck in the bus with around 10 others.-

that was a grace to her.

she had sat herself down, and all others were near the front of the bus.

she was at the back,

still trying to beat her round of packman,

eating the gummybears she had managed to sneak in her pocket.

she was engrossed in her game,

and had only felt another presence when someone in-particular was breathing down her neck, watching over her shoulder.

"what's that?" she could hear the person whisper.

"packman" she whispered back,

and she she died,

she turned around and found chester there, watching her every move.

"mind if i sit here?" he whispered.

"no.. why are we whispering?"

"because its fun" he whispered even quieter, that she had to lean in to hear, though he didn't mind.. the close proximity made his heart skip a beat.

"ok" she whispered.

"ok" he whispered back, and watched as ingrid went back to her game of packman.

ok, so this is about the tenth time i've written this gosh darn chapter and i'm still not gosh darn proud of it.. gosh darn.

but, here it goes anyway..