Thread: Three Way Tie (LingeringDesire and Josu_T)

Samantha Reynolds eased her car from the driveway of her condo. The sun was just barely up and neither was she, she needed coffee and... she groaned. Mark. She really wanted to see Mark, it had been like two weeks and well, she missed him. A smile crept it's way across her face as she stepped from the car to sate one of her desires. Pulling her coat around her tighter she shivered, the slacks and tunic under her coat not holding any more heat within her small frame. At least it had stopped snowing, she thought as her boots crunched over the salt coating the parking lot and sidewalk outside the little coffee shop. It was dull inside, soft music pumped into the place as the few workers milled about, one even calling out a cheerful greeting. She smiled softly and waved, Large coffee with cream and sugar please... She sat her purse on the counter before turning her eyes to the pastries on display in the glass enclosure. The question hung in the air, was that all? I'll take a croissant too, please. She paid the lady and stood with waiting. She loved coffee and even though most preferred other coffee-like drinks, nothing beat a hot steaming cup of joe. Thank you! She grasped her tall papery foam cup in it's sleeve and hurried out the door and back onto the road. Samantha hated being late, but she knew many would and none even considered her late. At least she was one of the few coming in well before the hour the students would arrive. Thankfully they only had a few more months to go before school would be out and summer break would be upon them. Pulling into her assigned spot she noticed a strange male making his way into the building. If it wasn't so cold and she didn't have too many layers she'd have jumped out and walked with him, Must be the new guy... she stated before shouldering her bag and beginning her won walk into the building. Her room was located on the upper floor, the stairs took her past Mark's room. Though the light was on he wasn't in. Continuing down the hall three more doors and a turn she found her room. Large and cold, she shivered as she sat her things down on the empty desktop. Brrr, Rubbing her hands together after pulling her gloves off, she didn't like that she could see her breath still. Great, She sighed and moved to the phone on the wall. The janitor asked her to stick around. So much for seeing ark this morning, She silently wondered if they were still on for lunch... this was before her mind traveled to the new guy. What was HE like? All she saw was light hair and even that was capped off and snuggled up to a dark jacket and hat. Moving to her filing cabinet she pulled out her lessons and the books she'd had pulled for the start of the semester. The unit on poetry would be an interesting one as she asked her students to challenge themselves and recreate some of these masterpieces. Slipping a small book onto each desk along with a schedule of works and their due dates. The tinker of the janitor was dismissed as he got to work on her radiator. With her coffee long gone and her students gaining in noise the petite brunette raised her voice. Settle down... When all was quiet she spoke again. I know everyone is excited to see their friends and catch up, but I need for you to begin work on your recreation of one of Maya Angelou's works. Brain storm... gather in groups with others wanting to do the same piece and QUIETLY work on them. Thank you! She slumped into her seat, fingers caressing her temples as her eyes squeezed shut. Her stomach growled and she remembered the croissant she hadn't ate. A quick glance at the clock told her that the lunch bell would be ringing in just a moment and the entire school would be on lunch for an hour. Thirty minutes to eat and thirty minutes to relax, each student and teacher received the same treatment. The bell rang and she watched her students rush out. Relief filled her green eyes as she locked her door and stepped into the hall. Her heels clicked lightly on the floor as she moved through the building, her warm boots resided in a puddle in the corner behind her desk. Passing Mark's room she frowned, he wasn't there again... did he forget about their lunch plans? pursing her lips she tucked her keys in her pocket next to the spot where her pocket resided. A quick trip through the special teachers area and she was soon on her way toward the teacher's lounge, salad, drink and croissant in hand. The door swung open after her id was scanned and she smiled at him as he sat at their table. Slipping into the new seat she pressed her lips together, refreshing her lipstick before clearing her throat and smiling in satisfaction that the unknown guy would no longer be... unknown. Hi Mark, Her legs crossed as she pulled the lid off her salad and began cutting and adding the dressing. Her wide green eyes flitted over first him, and then his friend. He looked good, Mark did... his friend wasn't bad looking either. New clothes? She commented noticing the new shirt he wore. Hello, I'm Samantha Reynolds, English teacher for 8th grade Blue... you are? Her smile widened as he turned his attention on her, he was handsome but she decided in an instant that Mark was the better option. The 26 year old female crossed her legs and began eating her salad, waiting for Mark to talk about his holiday.