Thread: A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

Esther had most of her essay drafted up. She had the body of it worked out, now it was just the introduction and conclusion she needed to work on but that would be easy. Everyone knew that the introduction and conclusion of an essay were just fodder to raise expectations and the overall outcome of the essay. But she was a stickler for this, since English was a subject she was very good at and special to her, even with all the bullshit essays. Like this one. The bell signaled the end of the class and she put her things away, gathering them up and leaving with her girls. They walked pretty quickly passed the new TA, Harrison Trenton, though Mallory seemed to linger well enough to slide a piece of paper at him with ten digits on it and her name. Such a slut and it hadnt gone unnoticed by Esther or Abby who just rolled their eyes at her. She was unashamed and just shrugged her shoulders. Its his choice if he wants to call, or text. Theres plenty of fish out there just waiting for me to come around. One thing Esther couldnt fault Mallory for was her confidence. Same with Abby. Both of them were so confident and always had been. Then again, they were never over two hundred pounds once. But then again, one didnt need to be overweight to have a low self-esteem or not. But Esther had and her confidence was slowly building up. Color guard helped a lot there. It was more than just dancing, flag twirling and tossing sabers and rifles. It was an art, one that took a lot of time, dedication, practice and work. It allowed her to express herself the way she could in her writing, but still in a different way. When she was on that floor or on that field dancing, she felt so free. That for just that moment during the five to ten-minute show, she could let go and be someone else, the person she hoped to one day become. Confident, sure of herself, less shy and so not the awkward turtle anymore. Lunch came by soon enough and Esther once more became a bundle of nerves. Abby and Mallory went off to get their food and knew that Esther had a lunch date with Chad. She gave herself a mental pep talk the entire time she walked to find him where she said shed meet him. She had even stopped by the bathroom to check herself. She wore a light blue tank top with soft blue lace for the straps and at the hem of, paired with grey skinny jeans. On her feet were sensible black flats and she had on a dark green khaki material kind of jacket but she decided to take it off and drape it over her messenger back. She even applied some cherry chapstick that made her lips soft but also enticing. In case Chad was in the mood to kiss again, something she wouldnt have minded one bit! Spotting him against a brick wall, she smiled shyly and brought her hand up to wave back to him. He looked so handsome. She still couldnt believe it but she was starting to. Especially after that kiss yesterday. Now all she needed was for him to ask her to be his and the rest of her year would be made. And if they survived a year, perhaps they could survive all of high school, together. Moving to him, she leaned in and kissed his cheek, though close to his mouth. It was just a gentle brush of her lips against his skin and allowed her a whiff of his cologne. He smelled good. She wanted to bury her face into his neck and just inhale deep. Hey. She offered a soft smile, dimples appearing on both sides of her cheeks, adding a sort of bubbly innocence to her. Want to grab a seat before tables begin to fill up with imposing bodies?