dontjudgeabook: (curses. foiled again.)
Dallin Beckstead ([personal profile] dontjudgeabook) wrote2014-05-26 01:24 am

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It's October already, and he still hasn't managed to exchange more than awkward smiles and pleasantries with Abbie. Last time he'd worked up the nerve to strike up a conversation in the faculty lounge, he'd spilled creamer all over his sweater.

It's not even that she doesn't seem perfectly nice, or that she gives off an intimidating vibe, or anything like that, just that she's so pretty, and anyway, Jason the hot English teacher is always hanging around her with his muscles bulging out of his shirt and Dallin can't compete with that.

Today's the day, though. He's going to do it. He's brought a lunch that can be eaten without looking dorky and he's going to sit with her and have an actual conversation. He slips into the lounge on his break and starts making himself a cup of tea, careful with the creamer this time, giving her a small tight smile like he always does.
thislastrequest: (aj - tickled pink)

[personal profile] thislastrequest 2014-06-12 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
If it's good, then there will be no making fun. And if it's bad, there might be some making fun, but not in any sort of mean-spirited way. Abbie doesn't have it in her to be deliberately awful. It just sounds funny, that's all, Mormon pop parodies.

There were, of course, worse things out there, more harmful things. She just wants to see and hear this medley for herself.

"School e-mail would work. It's AdotJansen, and you know the rest."