On a string... (open)

[joseph fitzgerald]

"Life is to damn short to try to plan out every single moment of every day of every month of every... well I think you get the point by now." His parents had planned his brothers life out like that, the attention that Joe had always wanted, except now he didn't want it, he just acted the way he did because he enjoyed it. But his brother had followed his parent's plan every day and because of that he was in the naval academy and on the path to becoming a senator. Joseph on the other hand would be able to live off the money that his mothers father had left him in his will, the old man had said that he saw a young version of himself in Joe. "If today had gone by any normal persons plan I wouldn't have met you and wouldn't have met an interesting new friend." He did consider her a friend, anyone worth sharing drugs with was worth being a friend with... and if Joe could get his way that would be a friend with benefits.

Odds are she was right and if the fact that he had been the innocent young man assaulted got out at the school then he would have all kinds of girls all over him, somehow that thought was less appealing then it should have been for him. "It isn't my fault that you weren't willing to go after that girl screaming about how she stole your man." Joseph teased Cherry, he hadn't really expected it but that would have made things even more dramatic and fun. "If you had done that then you could be immortalized in a story just like I am going to be."

Water, that was definitely something that made Joe roll his eyes, this girl had all a credit card with no limit being offered for her use and she was turning it down, and he just couldn't fathom why. If the rolls were reversed he was quite sure that he would be stocking up on anything that caught his eye. "Come on..." He half begged her. "If something from Victoria's Secret shows up on that credit card bill I will be giving my parents a whole new kind of shock... and yes this is a half hearted effort to get you to try on some lingerie for me."

[cherry johnson]

So I swing and I sway.
Wave my hand, kick my leg,
And it is always right with the music.

He did have a point there, she had to admit. Maybe even a good point. She definitely would not have met him had the day gone as planned...she would have drunk her coffee, left, and did...she didn't even know what. But certainly not this...she was actually glad that she had ended up doing this, instead. She smiled as he called her a friend...she had a friend. It was kind of nice, even if she had spent her entire life telling people who thought of her as a friend that she didn't have time for friends. Maybe now that she didn't have to take care of her brothers, and clean the house, and cook, and all that she might have some time for friends...or at least for a friend, as she honestly didn't see herself making a ton of friends. She knew she wasn't exactly likeable.

"Once again, you're very correct in saying that. Had I not been being spontanious I probably would have told you to fuck off when you sat next to me. Believe it or not, most people wouldn't consider me a very nice people. Certainly not the people back home." She raised her eyebrows a bit, wondering if he would believe her. She wasn't exactly being nice to him, but she wasn't being mean or anything...definitely not by her standards. Had she been back home, and some random guy sat next to her in Starbucks she probably would have spilled her scalding hot coffee on him for even attempting to talk to her...although thinking back she realized the thought hadn't even crossed her mind when he had sat down, oddly enough.

She laughed a little bit, one of her rare laughs that she reserved for special occasions. "I should have gone all ghetto on her. No one steals my man." She hoped he knew she was joking...she definitely did not consider him 'her man'. Not in the least. Then again, he was the one who said it first, so he probably would get that she was joking.

"You, my dear friend, are pathetic." She rolled her eyes, again...she didn't usually roll her eyes so much, but this guy just made her roll eyes for some unexplainable reason. "I don't usually try on lingerie in front of guys I only know for a few hours. Nice try though." She sighed a little bit. "Seriously, though, I don't want anything." She said it in a firm way, and hoped he would give up, even though he had a feeling that he wouldn't.

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[joseph fitzgerald]

She probably had a point on that one but Joseph wasn't the type to admit that, even when a point was there. "Telling me to fuck off might have been a tad bit extreme, a non spontaneous person would have just gotten up and walked away or just sat in silence hoping I would leave." He had sat down with enough random people to know how true that was, people... most of them at least, hated any and all conflict.

He could see how she wasn't what some people might consider the nicest person around and he wasn't going to tell her that. "You seem nice enough to me, but most people aren't very observative, all of my parents friends think that I am a very nice young man who they would love to have date their daughters." Well his parents did hide his nastier activities from their friends though.

"Don't forget to snap a little bit when you say that though." He laughed along with her. "Maybe slap her and accuse her of being the reason that I am out all night instead of being home taking care of our love child." Now he might be taking it a bit to far but he found it pretty amusing to play through the ghetto couple thing just because of how different it was from who he really was.

Well that hadn't worked but it had been worth a shot. "Nothing ventured nothing gained." He pointed out in a mock morose tone. "But I do seem to recall you want a five gallon bottle of water." He wondered if she thought he would really do something that extreme, it might be funny though.

[cherry johnson]

So I swing and I sway.
Wave my hand, kick my leg,
And it is always right with the music.

She shrugged a bit. "Not if that non spontaneous person had planned on telling some random guy to fuck off that day. Then it would have been planned, and there for, not very spontaneous at all. For what it's worth, I plan on telling people to fuck off on a daily basis...therefor, I still would not have been very spontaneous at all. Besides, I like seeing people react to my bad moods. Actually, you caught me in a good one, I do believe. Coffee always makes me happy, if only for a few moments." It was truly one of the few things on earth that could actually make her happy...that, and spongebob. No one else on earth knew it, but she completely adored that little idiotic t.v. show. She didn't intend on telling anyone, either.

"Those poor daughters." She shook her head in a sad way. "You must have corrupted them the same way you're doing me. Shame on you." She wondered momentarily how many other girls he had corrupted, before shrugging it off. It wasn't like it was any of her business, or anything, she wasn't about to ask. You can call her many things, but nosey certainly isn't one of them...

She was still laughing, as she tried to do the span, and head bobble...of course she completely did it wrong, but it wasn't something she practiced often. "That hoe best stay away from my baby daddy. Mhmmm." Cherry was finding it much easier to laugh, probably because there was actually something to laugh about...

"If you buy me a five gallon bottle of water, I will murder you." She said, in a warning voice...although she would have found it pretty funny, in all honesty. What she would do with a five gallon bottle of water, she did not know.

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[joseph fitzgerald]

"That person would be incredibly rude, even I don't wake up in the morning and decide to just tell people to fuck off or fuck themselves or even fuck farm animals. I might say each and every one of those on a daily basis but I don't wake up with the intention of doing it." Sort of the truth, he did occasionally wake up in a really bad mood with the desire to tell the entire world to suck his magnificent member. "But I am sure my offer of a treat really helped endear me to you in a special way."

He snicked a little bit. "Truth be told I never went out with the girls whose parents tried to set me up with them, at least not for more then just one date that the parents tended to insist on. I always found it much more fun to meet girls on my own, being set up is always a little bit awkward, especially when the introduction begins with 'The two of you used to take baths together'." He even made little air quotes as he said that.

Her laughing combined with the head bobble and snap thing was making his laugh hard enough to make his side ache a little bit. "Please stop that... I can't take anymore of it." She was much to... down right white to be able to be taken seriously when she did that kind of thing.

"Now I need to do it." He pointed out with a sigh. "I mean before I was just joking but now you said it and..." He was cut off by a beeping from his watch, the one hour until class warning. "Great, so we have two options now, we can go back to the school so I can get to class or you can justify why I shouldn't go."

[cherry johnson]

So I swing and I sway.
Wave my hand, kick my leg,
And it is always right with the music.

"Your treat certainly did help." She admitted, with a shrug of her shoulders. "That, and that you weren't a total jerk. I like nice people, and at at the time I seemed to have convinced myself that you were nice." a small smirk played on her lips. Her words were true, if she recalled correctly. It was funny, because now she certainly wouldn't consider him nice...an asorntment of other adjectives, sure, but nice, definitely not. Actually, she didn't know how to describe him...but nice wasn't the right word, not at all.

"The one thing I can honestly say I like about my father is that he never tried to set me up with any of his friends sons, or anything like that." And thank god he didn't...his dad was friends with guys almost as creepy as he was...she could only imagine what their sons would be like. She shivered inwardly at the thought. "Not that I would hate let him," She added, as an after thought. "I'm fairly picky about who I date."

She laughed, and rolled her eyes. "Fine. You started it, though. Or maybe I did. I don't quite remember." She shrugged a little bit, then quickly rearanged her face back into it's normal emotionless self.

She sighed a little bit. "We should probably get going. I probably have a class to be to...wouldn't want to skip class, or anything like that." She knew she had to get to class, even if she didn't exactly want to.

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[joseph fitzgerald]

"I occasionally make an effort not to be a total dick." Joseph admitted with a smirk, but even when nice he had his own motives behind it, he had started out being nice to her because she was attractive and she was one of those rare teenage girls who was able to drink coffee black. "But once I stop making the effort to be nice I make up for that by being the most interesting son of a bitch most people have ever met." How many people could she name who would offer drugs within minutes of meeting and goad a guy into a fight for no reason other then the fact that he was bored and it seemed like an interesting idea at the time.

It seemed she had daddy issues, not all that shocking, most girls he knew had them for some reason or another but a little bit of a gut feeling gave him a hint that it might be something a little bit more then the fact that daddy didn't give her a pony. "Well I am glad to hear you are picky, picky girls are always more fun to be around. How about we forget the skip class and the price for you getting to needle my nip will be one date, dinner and movie or whatever othe cliche you like." It seemed fair enough, he was already considering the nipple thing and if it got him a date, bonus.

"Skipping class is tempting but it is to soon to waste a perfectly good excuse." Joe agreed. "And if we don't leave now I won't be able to get my journalism stuff from my room, the teacher wanted us to bring our favorite book."

[cherry johnson]

So I swing and I sway.
Wave my hand, kick my leg,
And it is always right with the music.

She had to admit he chose a very original way to ask her out...which was definitely worth a few props in her book. Much better than the usual 'do you have a mirror in your pocket? because I can see me in your pants'. This was even better...'if you go on a date with me I'll let you pierce my nipple'. Finally someone original...plus, he was a good looking guy. And he was very interesting, and even though she'd only known him for, what, a few hours, she knew she liked him...and he was kind of her usual type. Tall, muscular but not too muscular, not pretty boy-ish in the least...she knew she was going to say yes before she even thought about it.

After pretending to think about it for a few seconds, she shrugged, as though she really had no choice. "Well, I suppose I could go on a date with you, since you asked in such an original way. No lame pick up lines for you." She smirked a little bit, but she was actually kind of excited. She hadn't been here very long at all, and she already had a date...with someone she hardly knew.

She nodded. "Let's leave, then. Wouldn't want you being late for journalism, now would we?"

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[joseph fitzgerald]

He knew that she wold say yes,what possible reason would she have for saying no, well she could have been a lesbian but Joseph liked to hold onto the ideal that if given a chance that he could convert a lesbian to at least bi-sexuality. And even if she hadn't been to sure about it before hand then once he took his shirt off there would have been no way she could have turned him down. His abs were the part of his body that he spent the most time on besides his legs and were followed by upper body in general. Besides he had a feeling that once she accepted he would be able to think of something pretty original, there was a zoo around here and he was pretty sure that he could break into it, a late night walk through a darkened zoo would be fun.

Her wait though was something he could have done without, the pause wasn't exactly nail biting but it was a tad bit annoying. "Oh I have plenty of lame pick up lines but I tend to save those for girls who I meet in a club or something, a person as unique as you deserves a better touch." He had considered some pretty bad ones to make her laugh but figured she had probably heard enough of the.

"Journalism... I only signed up for it because the professor is a pretty big ass, he exposed himself to the entire country on live TV a few years ago and wrote a few best selling books... I read them all years ago." He smiled at the memories of the laughs those books had given him as he took a moment to get his bearings before walking toward the parking lot.

[cherry johnson]

So I swing and I sway.
Wave my hand, kick my leg,
And it is always right with the music.

"Well, good. I probably would have said no if you used any of them." She smirked a little bit, knowing it was completely true. She probably wouldn't have been as rude about the no as she'd been to some other guys, but she definitely wouldn't have said yes, no matter how good looking he was. Lame pick up lines were just a big No. She didn't use them, and she didn't want other people to use them on her. Then again, most girls don't use, or like, lame pick up lines...

"Right." She said, following him towards the parking lot. She was definitely not excited to go to math, but there was no avoiding it any longer. As it was she might even be a few minutes late...not that she really cared. She would just make up some excuse, and probably get away with it. She was pretty good at getting away with things, especially when dealing with teachers. They tended to think just because she didn't talk much in class that she was one of those sweet, shy, smart girls, or something like that...but they were wrong. She didn't talk in class for other reasons, than being shy.

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[joseph fitzgerald]

"If you like later on I can show you the web site where I found all of my favorite pick up lines... the best of them are childish and downright rude." His favorite one went 'How about I am the Titanic and you are the iceberg, I go down on you'. That one usually got a laugh and tended to work without to much booze being needed to get it to work. He had even had that one used on him once by a rather attractive young lady and it had worked... he hadn't called her after though because it had just been a random hook up to him.

And there was a difference between hookups and dating, only the most interesting people were worth dating.

"You ever read any of Dominic Cray's stuff?" Joseph asked, as he used his keys to make his car beep so he could find it, sometimes the color that he liked for cars didn't work all that well because it tended to blend in with other cars around, maybe a brighter more vibrant color would work better. "If you are taking any classes that involve politics his work is a good way to piss off a teacher who thinks the subject is sacred."

[cherry johnson]

So I swing and I sway.
Wave my hand, kick my leg,
And it is always right with the music.

"As much fun as that sounds..." She paused for dramatic effect, "No thanks. I think I've heard enough lame pick up lines from drunk bastards to last me a life time." It was definitely true...whenever she used to go out clubbing she'd get a bunch of them, just random guys, walking up to her and saying the same thing..over and over again. Each time it got more and more repetitive. Those poor guys never learned their lesson, either. She'd once had the same guy say the same line three times to her in one night, until she ended up pouring her drink on him. It was kind of a shame, as she had just got a refill. "If you come up with any original ones, however, then I might be interested in hearing some.

"Nope, I can't say I have." She replied, looking at his car, as it beeped. She had a feeling he just made it do that so people around him would look at his car and admire it's beauty...or maybe he honestly just couldn't find it, but she was leaning more towards the first one. He was definitely egotistical, she knew that much from the short time she'd known him...but surprisingly it didn't really bug her. Not as badly as those whiny little kids who go around talking about how ugly they are. Not nearly as much.

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[joseph fitzgerald]

Ah a good pause for dramatic effect, she really had that and the eye rolling down pat. "I think that guys have a harder time getting tired of pick up lines, those of us who actually know how to talk to women don't need to use them... although there is a game a few people I know play, to see who can use the very worst possible line to pick up the most attractive woman." He usually judged the game because he found it just to sad to play, some girls would fall for any line that was delivered by a guy who flashed a rolex that his parents got him for his birthday. "I do know one rather original pick up line but I have never used it... it is a rather offensive one." There was one line that he wouldn't cross and that was the racial one, he was a dick but no racist...

"I will loan you his stuff some time if you like, I would suggest getting into one of his classes if you can, there are still some openings." He noticed a few people in the lot look toward his car when it beeped and then look for the owner, that gave him a small shiver of pleasure... envy was just natures way of you know others thought you were better then they were. "So what class are we rushing to get you to?"

[cherry johnson]

So I swing and I sway.
Wave my hand, kick my leg,
And it is always right with the music.

"Oh, what a fun game." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm...yes, she was an extremely sarcastic person, but it's not really her fault. Some of the time she just uses sarcasm to cover up how she really feels...she finds it works best. Most people either don't want to see through it, or don't care to...which works well, most of the time.

"I'd rather not hear it...no matter how original. I'm really not in the mood." In order to actually be in the mood to hear a bunch of lame, and highly offensive, pick up lines, even original ones, she's probably need to be totally smashed, or something. And maybe she still wouldn't be in the mood, then. Actually, she probably wouldn't.

"Okay, that would be cool." She said, witha shrug. She wasn't the kind of person who would read for, like, six hours straight, but she did enjoy reading some stuff. Mostly Anne Rice and Stephen King, though, as she found such things to be highly interesting... "I guess I could try...but, I probably won't. " She noticed him glance at the people who were looking at his car, and knew right then and there that her suspicions were correct. "Pre-cal. Yay for math." She sighed a little bit, wishing she were still in, like, grade seven. Math was so easy back then...probably because her teacher sucked, and let his students fool around all calss, while still giving them passing grades.

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[joseph fitzgerald]

He should have guessed he wouldn't be to pleased with the idea of the game but she didn't get the part that he had enjoyed most, watching his friends try and fail in the most amusing of ways. "Think of it this was, the most privileged young men in New York getting either slapped or having over priced and brightly colored drinks poured over their heads." He figured that might get a grin out of her, or maybe a little bit less sarcasm. "That is why I always enjoyed watching them play."

"It does tend to annoy people when they hear it." Joseph admitted, he wasn't the type to tell a girl that his name was Oscar Schindler and he was going to put them on his list was a bit, well horrible, he was definitely an ass but to make light of the Holocaust wasn't something he could do.

It was hard to tell if she even cared about anything at all sometimes, that might get old fast but Joseph could be patient, could be the new school and if he was going to corrupt her then he would need to get her out of her shell or whatever the cliche was. "Yea pre-calc sucks." He agreed, not using the sarcasm that she was. "I had it last year, taking statistics right now." The teacher had said something about using it to count cards but they weren't doing that quite yet. That thought in his mind Joseph slipped into the car and reached across to open the passenger side for Cherry again as he started up the car.