Wednesday, 11/7/07
Who: Simon and Jane What: Lunchtime meeting Where: Cafeteria Rating: G
Simon was thinking about Cissy. It wasn't an unusual occurance. He thought about her a lot. Today, though, he was wondering how she was coping with her friend in the hospital. She cared about Fisher a lot, and he knew it was probably killing her. But she wasn't in school this week, so even if he wanted to say something to her he couldn't. But he didn't know if he could talk to her anyway.
It was pretty dead in the cafeteria today, not unusual for the midweek. By now people often were either ordering in because two days of cafeteria food was making them crave flavor, or they were too busy with assignments to bother eating lunch. Simon liked cafeteria food. It was plentiful, cheap, and lately someone in the kitchen had learned to use spices. He was browsing through a textbook and having a sandwich when someone caught his eye. She was tall, limber, and unbelieveably sexy.
Simon looked up, following the woman with his eyes. She was coming out of the kitchen and walking across the floor. "Jane!" he said, finally placing a name to the face. It was the woman he'd played pool with at the bar! Wow, what were the odds he would see her here... at the school... where she obviously worked. Oh, no! All the color ran from his face. Shoot! He had snuck out and had gone drinking, and he was definitely not old enough to do either of those things, and now he was totally caught. He slumped low in his chair, hoping against hope that she hadn't heard him.