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Xander Wilson ([info]risinghellborn) wrote in [info]halcyon_halls,
@ 2008-08-16 22:22:00
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Week 16: Monday Evening
Who: Alice and Xander
Where: School, then beach
When: Monday Evening after school

Well, it had been a wonderful start to the week. He had almost managed to forget that one of his teachers was actually his guide as well. Which, made it all the more embaressing for that one day he missed while on the beach with Kalli. Oh well, such was life. At least, it had been worth it to skip class. Everything else regardless. He even managed to get some honest to god school work in, early for once. That was a first for him, that was for sure.

Once school had let out, at least for him, since he didn’t have any of those pesky night classes. Seriously, what were those people thinking? Night was for going out and having fun, not staying in and answering questions. Especially the nights of young people, but what did he know, right? Of course, his date for that particular night happened to be in one of those pesky night classes, the little brat. But, he made the best use for it as he went out into town to get the surfboard for Alice that she would need for the evening.

He was back in plenty of time, though. Plenty, if she had to get ready after her classes that is. When she did come out of the school, he’d be leaning against the back of his pickup, his feet stretched out over the bed of it, and a hat pulled down over his eyes. Seems someone decided to do a little napping, if he was even asleep under that thing and not just pretending that was. But, even if he was pretending, he was nestled, nice and comfy between the two boards, and seemed to be quite comfortable there.


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