Cole Landers (__kaleidoscope) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2011-12-16 23:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-08-28, cole, kat |
She sings 'hey baby hey baby heeey'
Who: Cole and Kat
Where: Skate park
When: After school
"Mom is gonna be pissed," Cole groaned as he looked down at his phone and the cracked screen. Ever since he had sent that last text to Locke it had been acting up, with little shocks going off, but then it had just flown out of his hand to crash into a nearby tree and it was completely mangled. Beyond repair. He was just glad that he had already made plans with Kat to meet up at the park so that he did not have to call and find someone who would hang with him. Cole had no problems with being on his own, but just then he was craving some company. He would have preferred as far away from blonde as he could get - namely his mother along with a cup of cocoa and a shoulder to cry on - but Kat was a good choice for this. She was cool with just skating and talking about things that were not relationship-based because she was Kat. Cole could remember her gushing about actors and singers, but never actual people. Which was cool. That was exactly what he was after. Mindless babble that would keep him from thinking about the scent of cinnamon and- stop!
Having stayed in the library a little after class to both avoid everyone else and to get his damned math homework done, Cole headed to his locker to get his backpack and skateboard, glad that he had insisted on bringing it today. Not even a minute later he was making his way down the sidewalk, doing his best to ignore the heat as he just lost himself in the rhythmic and familiar pattern of skating and dodging people here and there. He might have kept going right past the park if he had not remembered that he was supposed to meet the were-penguin. A sigh and he veered off, kicking the board up. Holding it in one hand he jumped up on a bench and looked around for the smaller girl. Spotting her he raised his hand up. "Kat! Hey girl hey!" Cole had to do his best to sound like he normally. Last thing on the planet that he wanted was to have her asking what was wrong. Crying on his mother's shoulder was one thing. Crying on a girl his age's shoulder was a completely different one. Way way too different for him. "Been enjoying school? Sorry we haven't gotten to hang or anything." Did they have a class together? Cole was having problems remembering thanks to his inability to really pay attention in any of them.