Thread: The History Project (Niah & guitarfan28)

Mia really hadn't been hinting at anything when she mentioned the need for a ride. Her intention was probably to get one of her friends to pick her up or maybe someone from the youth theater could drop her off on their way home? What she certainly hadn't been expecting was for Zane to offer her one himself. Oh, no, no it's fine. She began to say, however he was already writing his number down in her notebook. Um... thanks. The young woman said a little awkwardly. She didn't know how she felt about getting a ride from him, what with the entirety of their interactions up until this class being nothing but negative. I mean sure it was nice of him, but still. Yeah sure, see ya. Mia added, as Zane picked up all of his belongings and headed out. The last lesson of the day for her was English and it went by fast enough. Before she knew it, Mia and her friends were heading to Nicolas' car. As she shoved her things haphazardly into her bag, her notebook dropped to the floor and Nick stopped to pick it up. The pages had flipped open and he looked down at the phone number scrawled upon the paper. Hey, whose number is this? He asked curiously. Mia looked up, grabbing at the notebook swiftly. Zane's... she mumbled. Heywood?! Nick spluttered. It's not a big deal, it's just so he knows where to pick me up from. All three of her friends were now listening intently. Why is he picking you up? Nick continued to question. Jealous much Nicky? Tess asked with smirk. No, the guy's just an ass is all! He retorted. Then Alesha was next to chime in. Actually, I don't remember him ever bullying us. Nick rolled his eyes. No he just sat by and laughed while his goons did it for him. He added. Tess and Alesha nodded in agreement with him, none of them liked Zane, but could you really blame them? Mia wouldn't be interested in a guy like that anyway! Right? He asked her. She was now on the spot as all three of her friends stared at her. Right! Mia said in agreement. If the truth be told though, she hadn't even thought about it. He's just picking me up so we can study, nothing else. You guys know I need to keep my grades up if I want to get into arts school. This project is really important, it's going towards our final grade. We just have to put up with each other for two weeks and then we never have to speak again. They climbed into Nicolas' car, Mia jumping into the front passenger seat. So was he a jerk in class? Tess asked. Mia shook her head. No, he was kinda... nice. The car went quiet as once again they all looked at her. Will you knock it off! These two weeks are going to be hard enough without you guys on my back about it too! She chided. Tess and Alesha began laughing and complaining about Zane, as Nick pulled out of the car park silently. Mia was dropped off at the theater and waved goodbye to her friends, before heading on inside. For almost the next two hours, her youth group went over lines and even managed to fit in a dress rehearsal. The youth theater prided itself in giving opportunities to teenagers in the local community. So all of the costumes were designed and created by fashion students. Mia was walking around in a dress tailored in the style of 17th century women, corset and all. I can't breathe. She said, shuffling around behind the stage. That's the idea, beauty is pain. One of the costume designers joked. Mia grabbed her phone from the side and looked through her contacts, she had added Zane earlier. She hesitated as her thumb hovered over his name, maybe she just call her dad or Nick instead? She sighed to herself, or maybe she should grow up! Zane had offered to pick her up and had given her his number. Was she really going to be petty and immature by refusing to accept his help? Between the two of them was she honestly going to be the one on the lower moral ground? She still had half an hour left, but with no idea how long it would take Zane to get here, she decided to text him now. She gave him the address of the theater and told him that she'd be finishing in thirty minutes, before putting her phone back.