[Closed] Cat Got Your Tongue?

[cory krysher christoper]

Cory shrugged. "Was curious," He murmured. "Ah, name's Cory..I was known by Kitten here pretty well." He rubbed at the back of his head some, leaning up against the wall.

[kylie ann kennard]

Kylie nodded, her head turning as the bell rang. It shocked her, she wasn't expecting it o ring anytime soon. Time must have gotten away from her while she was chasing the panther, or Corey. "Kitten?" She questioned, looking back at him. Her feet moved lightly as she walked out into the hall, but still in sight of the vacant classroom. Every student had cleared the halls. Her stomach growled quietly, her hand moving over it as if that would calm it down.

Kylie looked back at Corey, wondering if she should continue the conversation or just leave. "Are you hungry?" She spoke quickly as she moved back to the door to peer into the classroom.

[cory krysher christoper]

"Yeah. The eyes, the attitude." He shrugged, watching her curiously as she moved about with whatever she was doing.

"Yeah, haven't eaten all day." He streched, arms over his head, shirt raising some, a very faint trace of hair running up the defined curve of stomach.

[kylie ann kennard]

"Well, I'm about to head out for lunch. You can come if you would like." Kylie waved, and then walked down the hall, turning into her class room to grab her bag and keys to her car. Pulling the classroom door shut behind her, she locked the door. Taking a right, she began to walk towards the office. not really stopping to talk to anyone. In the office, she stopped to look around for Corey, wondering if he was coming or not.

Kylie bit her lip, before walking out the schools doors and down to her car. She fumbled wih her keys as she walked down the sidewalk, trying to advoid the returning teachers or parents. It was always such a hassle, considering she wasn't very tall. A beep went off as she hit the wrong button to unlock her car. Then the locks clicked and she stood outside the door, looking around the parking lot for a moment.

[cory krysher christoper]

Cory ran a hand through his hair, watching her move around, then followed her outside. There was somebody walking a dog, and he glared at it as it began to bark at him, snarling.

The woman seemed surprised, apologizing, but Cory only paused awkwardly at the car before moving around to the passenger side, honestly not giving a care in the world that he didn't know this chick.

[kylie ann kennard]

Fingers hesitated before reaching and pulling open the driver door. She looked over at Corey, before slipping the keys to the ignition and backing up out of the parking spot. She swiched the gear to drive, and headed toward the exit of the parking lot. Kylie fiddled with the radio, turning the volume down just a bit in case he decided to talk. "Anywhere you wanna go?"

Her voice was charming, her father had always taught her to put on a good show. She smiled at the thought of her father, turning right to head toward a couple of shops. Her fingers drummed along with the beat of the song on her steering wheel. Every once and awhile she would glance over at the boy. His features were intriging and different to her. Every image she created in her head never seemed to do them justice.

[cory krysher christoper]

"No preferences." He shook his head with a crooked smile, playing with a plastic bag in his pocket. "Soo..you a teacher or some shit?" He glanced over at her, stretching his legs out some beneath the glove box, lanky figure sprawling a bit more as he stretched before he straightened up some more again.

He rubbed at his growling stomach, eyes fixing out the window.

[kylie ann kennard]

Kylie looked straight out the window as he began to talk, her eyes searching for an accident waiting to happen. "Well I guess a graphics teacher is a teacher? It's probably one of the easiest classes to teach, but I like it." She shrugged. It wasn't that she enjoyed teaching, she just enjoyed being able to take pictures and mess around with graphics on the computer to invent new stuff. "Why'd you drop out?"

Kylie pulled off into a small parking lot. It was a small sub shop. the subs were great, but Kylie never really came here often. Most of the time she would have brought food from home, but she hadn't been home in two days, which is normal. She'd stay with a friend, or go off in some random direction and set up camp where no one would be for miles. She turned the car off, and looked over at Corey. "Well, I hope you like subs." She gave an innocent smile before opening up her door and stepping out.

[cory krysher christoper]

Cory shrugged. "I-... Had some home problems, got adopted, and my already C average grades slid." He shrugged. "I got better things to do now anyway."

He nodded to himself, then glanced her way a moment. As they pulled up at the shop he shrugged. "Fine by me." Getting out of the car stretched one more time, then headed for the doors of the shop.

[kylie ann kennard]

Kylie kept quiet, opening her door and stepping out into the light of the parking lot. She stretched momentairly before walking over to the shop's door and heading inside. Quietly, she walked over to the counter, ordering a sub from the menu and a drink. Her eyes glanced over at Corey. She smiled ad stepped out of the way once they handed her the sub and her drink. She walked over to a table and sat down, watching Corey as he ordered.

She stook a small bite from her sandwich, swallowing it as Corey sat down. "What do you do now?" she asked, messing with the straw of her drink.