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Post by Ewan O'Sullivan on Aug 27, 2011 18:22:41 GMT -8
The heat from the summer months still hadn't died down, and that was all to apparent within the PHS #259 cafeteria, where as a mix of sweat and confusion lingered amongst the students seated to enjoy a meal. When most of them arrived the table had been covered in trays, with only one person sitting there. That wasn't anything new, it just meant that the rest of them were off getting something from their locker, or buying more food. But as the lunch hour progressed no one else sat down. Just the fair skinned red hair boy with the broad back and the quick hands. He snatched food from one tray, then another, then another, almost as though moving around in a circle between the six trays.
At first people thought it was a disgusting sight, but he was polite with his habits, though a tad bit rushed at the same time. He was wiping his face with a napkin should he get sauce from a chicken wing, or a slice of pizza, on his cheek. He used a fork where appropriate, with the mashed potatoes, rice, vegetables, and meats that weren't wrapped in some sort of bun. All together it was an unusual, almost enthralling sight. It seemed like a train wreck to the surrounding masses, they wanted to turn away, but didn't at the same time. It might've had to do with the peaceful, happy aura that seemed to surround the young man whom was surrounded by a table of Tupperware. Oh, that's right, he'd also brought everything from home. He had placed out the trays to make his clean up easier.
All together he had the following on the table:
3 eggs, scrambled with natural cheddar cheese and seasoning 1/2 cup of cooked carrots 1/2 cup of cooked celery 1/2 cup of cooked potatoes 1/4 cup of rhubarb, raw 3 fresh granny smith Apples 1 cup of mixed nuts, half almonds 2 pieces of pork chops, medium cooked, no seasoning 1 piece veggie pizza 3 hotdogs, no dressing, wholewheat buns 1 cup of pasta, homemade tomato sauce 20 chicken wings, Greek style 2 bottles of water 1 bottle of Gatorade 1 24oz smoothie with mixed fruits, vanilla yogurt, soy milk, and ground matcha tea leaves.
Now that lunch was half way over he'd already consumed most of his meal, mostly just empty containers remained stacked up together around him. The dishes in one pile, the lids in another. He'd just finished off the last of the wings, so he stopped to wipe of his fingers and mouth. As he did so he looked around, his natural smile beaming through as he glanced around at his gathering audience.
"Hmm? Oh! Ah... I had a really good gym class before lunch." He said, telling a little white line as he took the second bottle of water and unscrewed the cap. A small swig of water later - which he gurgled to rehydrate his body faster, something he'd picked up from his coaches - and he'd gone back into his lunch, moving onto the last of his 3 apples as he wound down on his meal.
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Post by Lisa "Delacroix" on Aug 28, 2011 18:57:41 GMT -8
Lisa would hug her small backpack tight to her chest as she walked through the cafeteria. There were so many people and more and more would she begin to regret wanting to go to school. It wasn't an environment suited for her life style. It would indeed be an improvement and would do the girl good... But she was just socially inept. She was horrible at passing judgement... Usually she knew when a guy was looking at her with pervasions in mind given her occupancy. Though for some reason high school set her off swerving into a road she has yet to venture through. She assumed everyone who looked at her some how knew what she did at night to make her and Lukas some food money... It felt as if they thought she was dirty... Or a slut. Little did she know she had sone kind of allure that attracted attention... But in a good way... And her shy nature acted as a cloud of mystery.
Her eyes watched her feet as she walked through the crowds of students as well as the rows of benches. She was quite skilled at making sure she wouldn't run into anything without having to make eye contact... Cause God forbid she look someone in the eye.
All tables were packed tight with students siting elbow to elbow. Of course she had no intentions of making physical contact... She would even flinch if a boy would move a hand or arm. Just as she was seriously contemplating the bathroom stall she found a table only one other had been at. Given it was empty she thought there would e no reason she couldn't join... Obviously putting aside thoughts he was one of those ass holes everyone fears. Lisa would sit down and set her backpack on the bench beside her and tucked under her arm. Seeing as how she paid no attention to all the looks guys gave her she was completely oblivious to the looks this guy was receiving from the whole school... She didn't even realize what he had been doing... Or eating for that matter.
"Do you mind?" she would ask in her milk and honey voice. It would have been hard to hear considering how soft spoken she was and how many voices she would have to compete against, but given the situation it would be easy to understand what she had asked permission for. As she asked her eyes would look up to his torso so she could give him recognition, but again she was to shy to meet eye to eye. If he didn't oppose her self invitation then she would carry on pulling out a sandwich that all it really had was butter, an orange, and a bottle of water. Yeah, she sold her body for food money, but that always wasn't enough to support two growing teenagers...
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Post by Ewan O'Sullivan on Aug 28, 2011 19:41:42 GMT -8
'Sully' couldn't help but look up, he'd seen the petite frame slipping into the bench across from him and as such he was curious as to whom sat down. It wasn't like he was unfriendly, quite the opposite, it was just that he usually took up far to much space at the table to accommodate someone else. Now that he was nearly finished, and had been cleaning up along the way, it seemed like a more then reasonable request to let someone sit down.
"Of course, Go ahead miss." He offered with a soft wave of his left hand. He leaned forward, slightly because he'd been taught it was proper to stand when a lady sat at the table. This was a bit late, seeing as she'd caught the drop on him he could only leaned forward and collect some of his dishes and trays from the spot in front of her. He set them off to the side of his last tray of food, the 1/6th of his total meal.
He glanced towards her face, finding it strangely unique to find someone with whiter skin then his own. He hadn't even seen much sunlight that day, so his freckles hadn't even shown through. He was as white as white could be, and yet she even whiter. Much smoother too. From her face to her food his eyes dropped down. He couldn't help it, he was drawn around food. Perhaps he'd learn to cook from his gran or mom, take some of the weight off their shoulders.
"Is that all you have?" He wasn't trying to be a jerk by saying this, it was a true, inquisitive question. He wasn't sure if she was one of those girls whom tried to starve themselves in order to stay 'skinny', but skinny wasn't fit, and starving wasn't right. He instinctively grabbed a clean napkin, wiped his fork down and placed it across the top of the open cup of pasta. He took it off his tray and slid it across the table towards her, then grabbed the remaining amount of mixed nuts and did the same thing.
"Your body needs proper nutrition and energy to function. Eat up." He smiled and went back to his apple, taking another bite as he looked over the table towards her. Perhaps he should've introduced himself, but helping others didn't really require a name.
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Post by Lisa "Delacroix" on Aug 28, 2011 23:13:44 GMT -8
Lisa would take a small bite out of her sandwich and chew it slowly for some self conscious reason before she heard the boy question her diet. Her cheeks would glow a pale pink that seemed only natural if it wasn't for her pale skin. She would only shrug not really sure what she would say. She was too proud to admit how broke she was as well as too ashamed to have someone throw a pitty party. In a shy manner she would look up to the cups of nuts and pasta.
It felt embarrassing to accept the offer but it was hard not to when she could smell the aroma of the pasta. At the run down home they had gotten they couldn't afford luxeries like ovens or anything so it was rare for her to have warm foods... Though she was greatful for the roof over her head and Lucas helping her out.
She would look away from his offering and look up at the boy. Still she wouldn't meet eye to eye but usually would stare at something like the nose or a smile to give the impression she was being more respectful. As she looked up her brows would furrow upwards as a shy puppy would and she would shed a small and shy smile that had not revealed her teeth. It was a rare occasion for a wide grin from the girl... She wouldn't even smile like that towards Lucas. Her shoulders would shrug and in combination with her puppy dog eyes and small smile would suggest she was clarifying that he was sure he would share his food.
If it was alright her delicate hands would reach up and hold the cup contently as she forked at the pasta. Looking away from him now she would slide the food into her mouth cautiously before setting the fork back down as the tips of her fingers covered her mouth as she chewed small amounts. She would look back up at him and her cheeks would return to that pink tint and her eyes would squint suggesting there was yet another shy smile behind her fingers. Once she was finished the bite her hand would leave her mouth to reveal her lips she would look apologetic. After all she was down right embarrassed for eating a strangers food. "Thank you." was all that she said before returning to the food and eating it at a faster pace... Now using her bread to dip into the pasta.
She wasn't good with small talk... And even if she was she wouldn't have initiated it due to the fact her mouth was full. Though she was thankful for the boys generosity and would engage if he were to bring forth a topic. She wasn't clever enough to think up one for herself.
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Post by Ewan O'Sullivan on Aug 29, 2011 11:40:41 GMT -8
Ewan ushered with his hand for her to eat, almost as though trying to push the food closer to her through telepathy with the back of his hand and fingers. The gesture was met with her slow, but appreciative approval of the food and the thank you to follow caused his heart to melt like a Popsicle on a warm summer day. He couldn't help but beam, it felt nice to help someone else. And with his current supply of food it wasn't as though he couldn't share a morsel of food. From the smile on her lips he'd make the mental note to tell his mom and gran that the pasta was delicious.
"Your certainly welcome." He said, his smile wide, his teeth showing. He didn't mind showing his inner self to others. "I often pack more then enough for lunch." He went on to say, finishing off the granny smith, leaving just the core as he placed it into an empty container that use to hold carrots, locking in the remains with the lid. He turned his attention away from her, looking back towards his quantity of dishes and remaining food. He reached over and grabbed his smoothie and took a pull of the straw as he looked back up toward her eating. She was going through with such gusto that he figured she definitely enjoyed it.
Or, it had been awhile since he'd actually ate.
That thought put a slight frown across his brow, he didn't like the idea. He knew that everyone had different lives and situations that contributed to their welfare, but to know someone, even just for a moment, and to know or figure that there was something wrong in their life just made him sad. Perhaps he was a bleeding heart that way.
"You know, if this is a daily occurrence, I wouldn't mind at all." He said, gently placing his words as well as placing down his drink. "Company during a meal is quite a treat, and I always bring more then enough for myself, if you'd care to help yourself." He gestured to what remained on his tray, which while it wasn't much compared to before, just a few sticks of rhubarb and couple remaining chicken wings, it was certainly better over all compared to just pasta and bread.
"I insist." He knew she had her pride, that much was evident, and so he had to throw out the gesture as quickly as possible. That way she'd be more inclined to take it, or so he hoped.
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Post by Lisa "Delacroix" on Aug 31, 2011 21:16:33 GMT -8
Having no people skills made it hard for Lisa to draw the line. She didn't know if it would be rude to decline his generous invitation for lunch on a regular basis.. Or of it was rude to accept it and take his food. Lisa tried weighing the pros and cons, but he had yet to fully understand others. The human race was a journey she did not have a map for.
Her eyes would be glued to his hands as she watches him hold his cup.. Watching every little movement they had made as she listened to him speak. Once he was done with his "business" proposition she wouldn't answer right away. There was a lot to consider as well as the fact her mouth was occupied by her last bite of pasta. After she had finished she would dab at her rosy lips with an unused napkin before she would speak.
"I wouldn't want to impose."
That was her way of saying no thank you with out sounding as if she was going to eat his food and never see him again. Given the fact Lucas was well on his way with building something that will help them out substantially she wouldn't need to mooch food... That and she didn't even know the guys name. Of course it hadn't even occurred to her to even ask... Introductions lead to bigger conversation which would lead to an intimacy friends would possess which in turn opens a door way of hidden secrets. Lisa wished only for her and Lucas to hold her untold story... And as for customers... They will be the only ones, other than herself and Lucas, to know her occupation.
"I truly am greatful for the kindness you had offered me today... But I believe once would suffice...". It was the most she has said all day.
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Post by Ewan O'Sullivan on Sept 2, 2011 15:29:49 GMT -8
Well. That seemed like a very polite slap in the face. Ewan couldn't believe how far her pride went compared to her hunger. That's what he saw at least. He couldn't be sure if that was the case. Maybe she'd just forgotten to pack a proper lunch today after waking up late. Whatever it was, she refused, and he wasn't one to push a point already made. He took up his water bottle, finishing it off with one last gulp before playing with the cap, rolling it around on his fingers before screwing the cap back onto the top and placing the empty bottle down. He'd moved meticulously until the end, as though he was concentrating on just the small movements. Once the bottle was on the tray he looked back up, moving his hand away and causing the bottle to fall over. It seemed overly loud to the Irish-American, as it clanked top first, then counter balanced and smacked with the bottom.
"Ah. Well, to each their own then." His smile quickly returned, his happy mindset back on track as he seemed to go through a mental reset.
"Your very welcome miss."
He gave her a soft nod before curling forward at the shoulders, his arms reaching under the table as he grabbed his back pack and hoisted it up onto the bench beside himself, much like she'd done with her own bag. He unzipped the top and began to pack-up the used and sorted Tupperware containers. When it came down to just the empty pasta container and fork sitting in front of her he came to a pause, no longer packing up. He didn't make a move for it, he believed that would be impolite. He'd offered it to her, and so until she decided she was done with it he wouldn't take it away. Perhaps she was the type whom liked to wipe the sauce off the inside with her finger and eat it, who was he to say.
"Miss, if your finished I wouldn't mind packing up the container."
He spoke politely, but held his casual smile that flashed the ivory teeth that were actually whiter then his skin. He remained seated, a stack of trays pushed off center to his left as he lightly cupped his fingers together in front of him on the cafeteria table.
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Post by Lisa "Delacroix" on Sept 28, 2011 13:07:12 GMT -8
Her cheeks would turn red as he kept calling her miss. Not often were those the terms to describe her on a regular bases. She would then slide the container across the table gently with her finger tips.
She opened her mouth to speak... But she couldn't think of anything to say though by a strike of luck he was interrupted.
If you could call it luck.
A teenaged boy had approached her. He was obviously older than she and was probably going to graduate this year. Lisa had been with this customer once before. He was intoxicated and highly inappropriate if she remembered correctly. This was obviously the last person she would want to see. She felt his hands cup eachside of her hips as her pressed his chest to her back while he leaned in to "ask her a question".
"Pay day, doll. Do I get ta see ya?"
Her face twisted in annoyance as she tried wiggling from his hold on her.
"If that's what you want you will have to see me later... Talk to my brother and we can arrange something... But right now I'm at school. Thank you, goodbye."
He puckered up his lips and leaned in but she turned her face away from the boy and just waited for him to leave. Once he did she would smile a bit warmly to the boy across from her to somewhat shake off that little encounter.
"Some people's children..." she would shake her head and grab her bag to ge ready to leave. "But I should leave... Class is soon and I shouldn't keep you from you're previous engagements."
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