Here comes the sun - OPEN

[REID HAWKINS]

The halls are generally pretty quiet on a Friday afternoon, most of the students are out and about town and well, God knows what the teachers do when they're not torturing kids by assiging whole shitloads of homework. This Friday afternoon refused to dissapoint and Reid Hawkins was given the luxury of peace and quiet. He wandered the hallways, no sounds except for the beating of his grey slip-ons. His sweater was left open because it was a surprisingly warm autumn day and it revealed a black t-shirt which in colourful letters read 'Boys Like Girls'. Not that the junior really cared what he looked like right now, heck, he could be naked at that would work just fine for him. He waltzed down the halls with a sort of skip in his step, it was fun to be alone. Yet... come to think of it, the vacated hallways were a little bit creepy. He shivered.

A sound from outside caught his attention, it was the cheerleaders practising their routine. Nice legs he thought to himself. He couldn't help it, it was a male's second nature to let out the loud wolf whistle which followed, this earned him a sharp look from the trainer so he backed away from the window and sighed, settling himself up against a wall and humming to himself.

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[MISSIE MCCARTHY]

Missie strolled the halls, they were awfully quiet for a friday afternoon, it wasn very exciting most ot kids were gone hanging out with their friends or doing god knows what. Her fingers fumbled with the ipod, headphones stuck in her ears as she listening to marcy's playground.
A pair of drumsticks were shoved in Missie's backpocket of her torn blue jeans. She had her stripped hoodie tossed over her shoulder revealing her Ramones t-shirt it had been a lot warmer then she had expected.

Missie turned the corner, She was on a mission to find Levi and ask for his help in history. She noticed Reid against the wall with a quick glance out the window she saw the cheerleaders. "Hey Perv, enjoying the view?" She asked her voice filled with humor.

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[REID HAWKINS]

Reid's eyes opened to find Missie McCarthy standing there. "Perv? I get a pet name now?" he grinned impishly. "Maybe I'll start calling you babe," he winked. She was the goalie on the hockey team, so he got to spend a fair ammount of time with her. She was pretty hot, not in the 'Pretties' way, but in a... well a hot almost rebellious way, smokes and tattoos. He laughed lightly. "To answer your question yeah, I do enjoy watching girls in shortshorts be flexible, it's hot." his eyes twinkled. It was a very typical Reid comment. He stood up so he stood a few inches taller than she was. He leaned casually and cooly against the wall, his hazel eyes scanned her. "You're not too bad yourself though, ever consider going out for cheerleading?"

Reid wasn't really interessted in dating, he just loved to flirt. To him, flirting was just a sport he enjoyed participating in. Hockey and flirting were his two major passtimes. Oh, and playing guitar, singing and being stupidly funny. The impish smile never left his face, it was infuriating and he knew it, that was probably part of the reason that he did it. There was something... charming, about him, his bright hazel eyes or his crazy brown hair that was uncontrollable.

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[MISSIE MCCARTHY]

Missie wrinkled her nose at the word "babe" "A little to Genertic for me Hawkins, Id like to think i deserve something a little bit more unique"
She teased her hands shoved in her pockets. She'd had a crush on Reid since She'd joined the hocket team, weather it be those pretty hazel eyes or messy brown hair, or even his whole all around flirty sarcastic attitude. Unfortunitly for Missie, Reid didn't date much, and Lake had been chasing her since she'd met him. She'd finally agreed to go on a date with Lake, She only wished well it was the co-captain instead of the captain.

Missie rolled her eyes, though she couldnt fully hide the blush on her cheeks. "I dont think Id look to good with my tattoos, and my cigarette out there on the pyramid." Missie hated the girls who were cheerleaders, their peppyness and they're Im so pretty bullshit annoyed the shit out of her. There was no way she'd ever give in and be one of those Go Team Go sluts even for Reid. A devilish smile appeared on her face as she leaned in close to Reid "You know, I Do you Yoga. 10 bucks says Im more flexiable" She whispered in his ear. At this point she prayed Levi wouldnt come waltzing down the hallway, He'd kill them both

[REID HAWKINS]

Reid laughed. "Would you prefer baby-cakes?" He grinned. "While we're on the topics of good nicknames, I want a better nickname then Perv." he faked a frown before his face melted back into that casual and habitual smile. What a cocky guy. Reid knew that outside of the pretties he could get pretty much any girl. He winked at Missie.

She suggest that she might be more flexible than the cheerleaders. "Yoga eh?" he watched the cheerleaders doing the splitz and turned back to Missie. Maybe, maybe not. He grinned at her. "Well, I'd have to find that out." He hoped her brother wouldn't walk down the hallway.

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[MISSIE MCCARTHY]

Missie shook her head her multi colored ponytail bouncing "Nope, Again I want orginial, and you my friend seemed to be lacking." Missie teased, " A New nick name huh? How about Captain Jackass." She looked at him innocently "No? Im out of Ideas I guess Ill just have to spend some more time with you.." Missie had a whole list of nice nick names she could have called him but Reid's ego was big enough and she wasnt about to be the one to feed it.

She rolled her eyes when he looked at the window at the cheerleaders. Missie wouldnt show it but it annoyed the hell out of her that he looked at those fake plastic whores. It reminded her of everything her mother wanted her to be, and everything she couldnt be. "Well, Maybe one day, Ill let you see how Flexiable I am."

[REID HAWKINS]

It took Reid a moment to realize that what he'd first said had been sexual, very sexual. He wasn't exactly interested in sleeping with her right now, it made girls feel like you actually liked or wanted them. Want yes, like, not always. Reid didn't date, or crush. He was about to say he didn't want to sleep with her when she broke the thought. "Yeah... it might be hard to do the splitz in jeans." He looked again at the cheerleaders "But I'll bet you those babes could." Dayum, that lead cheerleader was hot!

Speaking of hot girls, Reid was transported into his world of hot cheerleaders in shortshorts and the pretties. Damn it those pretties were babes! They're noses were too far in the air to even notice him though... He frowned and decided he was going to whoo a pretty if it was the last thing he did.

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[MISSIE MCCARTHY]

Missie's eyes fell to the ground When he started talking about how hot the cheerleaders were. She hated having crushes and this one was becoming increasingly painful. SHe hated the way you got giddy and hung on every word they said, it really wasnt worth it, just to get screwed (literaly, and figuratively). Missie reached for the drumsticks that had been shoved into her back pocket and spun them in her fingers, it was nice to have a distraction, instead of thinking how attractive Reid was.

"So if there so hot why are you with one yet?" She ask casually.
"I mean your such a ladies man." She said of course with an eye roll. "Im pretty sure it wouldnt be that hard to get with one. I have an amazing fashion sense. I bet We could dress you up like one of their pretty boys. My brother is about your size." She tapped the drumstick against her lip lightly in a thinking motion. Better to be friends, then nothing , right?

[REID HAWKINS]

Reid watched the cheerleaders out the window. Damn they were hot and doing those little flips and jumps and cartwheels and all that shit. Yeah, they were babes. It was almost sad, Reid was so clueless, he had no idea that Missie had feelings for him. Poor boy was so clueless. You've probably heard of boys who are completely clueless and therefore an annoyance to most of the girls who are head over heels for them, Reid had always been one of those boys. Any way, he probably would react funny if a girl actually liked him and he was actually aware of it. He'd stop flirting with them, which happened almost never, it wouldn't be that nice.

Reid chuckled. "The ladies do like me," he laughed "But I don't really date. It restricts flirting capacities." He grinned. "If I date someone, it'll be a pretty. Maybe I'll take Sierra Cooke," he said referring to the big chested, nice assed, head-pretty.

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[MISSIE MCCARTHY]

Missie bit her lip, her hazel eyes focusing on thr ground at the last thing he said. She felt her heart drop into her stomach, the automatic reaction of panic, pain, and tangled insides. Missie sighed, his comment had remind her of her mothers constant naggie.
Missie dont wear that, Missie why dont you dye your hair blonde, Missie why dont you wear a pair of jeans that dont have holes. Missie act like a lady. Missie those jeans make your ass look flat. Missie released a sigh slowly, trying to fight back the small amount of tears that wanted to escape. It wasn't Reid's fault he was attracted to the perfect girls at school, nor that her mother had been a vain bimbo, everything those girls stood for.

Missie gazed out the window for a minute watching the cheer leaders bounce around, do splits. Would She really go out of her way to be a cheerleader for a boy? The thought had hit her before she even realized it. Maybe? That would take some though.

Missie finally spoke when she knew she could trust her voice again. "Sierra Cooke huh, Well first I think your going to have to buff up a bit more, acquire a trust fund and maybe tame that hair of yours, Come onn We could have a dress up party it'' be fun" Missie said teasingly though with a smile. "I bet I could have that bitch begging for you." friends.friends.friends. Missie repeated over and over in her head. Maybe She needed a make over too.