Empty Hallways (Ace)

[Ace McCloud]

Ace almost tripped when Ariella stepped on the back of his shoe. He didn’t care, considering that the hallway was still partially crowded, and well, he wouldn’t say anything anyway. She was a girl after all, let her do what she wants. As they neared the classroom, he made out the word, Mrs. Scwill. This should be fairly easy.
“She’s probably not here. I believe this is her off break, and I heard she never locks her door. So we’re in the clear. Go ahead and get your books. I’ll wait out here,” He said, after leaning against the wall right next to the door. He pointed back to the door, not bothering to turn his head, as the door was right there. Ace smiled, if to reassure her that he was really going to wait. Not like he could run anywhere anyway, it was a 5 second job, so he doubted he could have gotten far by the time she came out after getting her books.

[Ariella Warren]

Ariella nodded her head, wondering how Ace knew that this was Mrs. Schwill's break time when he was a new student and didn't even have her for a teacher. She shrugged this off and walked into the classroom. It was completely empty. Ariella walked over to her desk, grabed her bag and put it over one shoulder. The rest of the backpack hung loosely. She walked back out of the classrom and poked Ace in the side of the head to get his attention. "Comeon, let's go."

She started walking quickly, dodging around people with great skill. She didn't bother to check if Ace was following. If he wasn't, that was his problem, not hers. It was more important that they get to a certain part of the school then whether or not he was following her.

[Ace McCloud]

Ace acted like he was a watch guard, keeping watch outside the door. Not that anyone would say anything to them just yet, as the tardy bell hadn’t rung yet, but who knows? As Ariella walked, which Ace was fully aware of, she poked him in the side of the head for apparently NO reason. Ace smirked, as it reminded him of Angel. Ariella and Angel, both names started with A, they both were alike in more ways than he thought from the looks of it. Come to think of it, he really hadn’t compared Angel to her, and he wasn’t going to do it anymore…or at all.

Walking after her, watching as he dodged the people coming towards her, he had to know. “Have you heard of Ace and Angel? Those two new students? Funny how the guy has the same name as me.” He lied, but he needed to know. What if she lied, just to make him happy? He wouldn’t allow that, so he lied. As for her dodging, no one came in his way as he was currently the biggest person in the hallway. And people feared big people. In the hallway.

[Ariella Warren]

Ariella could barely hear Ace over all the babble from the other students around her, but she did. "No, I haven't heard anything about them. I did meet an Angelline a couple of days ago in the park, but I don't know if it's the same person you're talking about." Ariella quickly dodged around some who had apparently just dropped a bottle of water. She looked up to a clock and saw they had three minutes to get where she was going. "This way," she called out while she turned onto a crowded stairwell and started climbing it carefully.

[Ace McCloud]

Ace frowned at her comment, as he noticed the volume in the hallway reached maximum capacity. Maybe the bell was getting closer to ringing. She said she met Angel a few days ago at the park. Faking surprise, he added, raising his voice, “Yeah, her. How does she seem? Nice person, right?” He didn’t really care what anyone else thought, but he loved her. He just wanted to know what she thought. Not really, but it wouldn’t hurt, would it?

He noticed as she turned the corner onto a stairwell, and started to climb carefully. Ace immediately rushed in front of her, looking back he added, “This should make it easier,” he grunted, as he pushed people out the way. He didn’t exactly push them, just ran into them. That was enough to get them to move.

[Ariella Warren]

Ariella scowled when Ace moved in front of her. Who did he think he was? God's gift to women? She had managed to get around here just fine before he came along, and she would continue to do so after he had left. She was tempted to step on the back of his shoe again, but didn't. He could easily fall down the stairs and get hurt, so she just climbed up after him. "Yeah, she was really nice," she said in response to his question about Angelline. She helped me out with a problem I was having." They reached the top og the stairs and Ariella moved back in front of Ace, leading the way. The crowd in the hallway was starting to thin out now. "It's not much further," she whispered to Ace. "We need to be careful that no one sees us though, especially any of the teachers."

[Ace McCloud]

“Yeah, she is very nice, isn’t she?” he said, responding to her answer with yet another question. He knew she was probably mad at him for leading the way, but what had to be done was done. If he didn’t, it would have taken them longer to get anywhere, let alone the top of these crowded stairs. “Don’t worry, I don’t have any classes on this hall. If they do see us, I’ll just tell them I’m here to pick you up. So we got that covered.” The hallway was getting less and less crowded as people disappeared into their respectful classes. He still wondered where they were going, as Ariella hadn’t told him as of yet.

[Ariella Warren]

Ariella moved much more quickly now that the hall was almost empty again. She kept moving until they were almost done the hall way before turning and going down another set of stairs. She paused at a landing right in front of the door. She turned around and pressed a finger to her lips to keep Ace quiet for a minute. She checked her watch and saw that they only had fifteen seconds to the bell. She quickly reached into her pocket and pulled out a hair pin. She stood directly in front of the door, pin ready to pick the lock, and listening for the bell. Dong! The bell sounded loudly. Instantly, Ariella shoved the hair pin into the lock. She barely heard the lock click over the bell. She stuffed the pin back into her pocket, opened the door just enough for them to slip inside then shut and locked it back. The whole thing had taken about ten seconds. She turned to Ace, grinning broadly. "This is the props rroom for the drama club," she said, waving an airy hand at all the objects in it. Most of which seemed useless to anyone but the drama students. Ariella dropped her bag on the ground near the door and walked over to a blue beanbag chair. "Have a seat," she told Ace, pointing at a kitchen chair.

[Ace McCloud]

Ace really didn’t have time to react to any of the situations they had just been through. All he could do was follow. “So Ms. Houdini, what are we supposed to do in here, or better yet, what can we do in here?[/I] He asked, as he wiped the dust off of the kitchen chair with a cloth that he expected to belong to Julius Caesar. Not really, but then again, he didn’t really care. Acting wasn’t his thing, nor was he ever going to try it. Sure he had the looks down, but when it came down to acting, he really didn’t have any expertise in that field. Or interest. To him, acting was a waste of time trying to be someone else, in their own fantasy world, while you could just live your life to the best of its potential without having to worry about, well, anything. Looking around, he noticed that it was barely lit, a single light bulb hanging over the room, attached to a string. It kind of reminded him of a closet, more than it did a room. Then the thought hit him, She’s a girl. I’m a guy. We’re in this room…together….alone He gulped, trying to think of the postitive situations. They were skipping class. He could think of no more. He was positive he broke a sweat.

[Ariella Warren]

Ariella pulled her bag closer with her foot. "We can do anything eally. Some peole use it for a make out room or smoking closet or something else, but me and my friends just use it to hang out in. It's useful when you just don't feel like going to class." She reached into her backpack and pulled out a bag of Frosted Cheerios. "Want some?" She asked, holding the bag out to him. It was then that she noticed he was a bit nervous looking. She snorted in laughter. "Relax, Ace, I don't even like you that way." She giggled a bit more.

[Ace McCloud]

Thankfully, Ariella admitted she didn’t like Ace that way. Whew, he said to himself, mentally wiping the sweat from his forehead. She also offered him some Cheerio’s, he didn’t want them. He got out of the kitchen chair he was sitting in, and made his way over towards Ariella. Bending slightly, he looked right into her eyes, and put his hand on her knee, obviously bended as she was sitting down. “I was hoping you did,” He whispered, as if he really was serious. He loved to joke around, and it looked like this girl did too, but hopefully she took it seriously….for now. A joke is always funnier when it can be told with a straight face.

[Ariella Warren]

Ariella was taken aback by Ace's actions. So much so that she didn't know what to do. She blinked and turned her head away, breaking his eye contact. She was actually looking for something to smack him over the head with, but then a sudden idea struck her. She looked back to face Ace, her dark eyes locking with his own. She put her own long fingered hand over the one he had on her knee. "Well, to be perfectly honest, I lied," she gave him a small smirk as though he should have seen this. "I do like you in that way," she murmured softly, trailing a finger along his hand and lower arm. "And now we have a whole hour to kill..." She moved forward to whisper into his ear seductively. "...together." She leaned back, giving him a rather seductive sort of smirk. She was still trailing her fingers down his lower arm and over his hand.

[Ace McCloud]

Ace almost blurted out laughing when he saw that she turned her head away. The plan was a success. If you look at it, it was almost like he wanted revenge for her stepping on the back of his shoe, almost making him trip, which he would have, if he wasn’t so close to the wall. Then, she turned her head back around, locking eyes with him. She started to trail her finger up and down his forearm, as she said words that made his eyes widen. He almost blurted out laughing again, as she saw that she was joking. Or was she?

He wasn’t entirely sure, but he’d rather go along with it, then ruin it right then and there. In a low seductive voice, he said, “I think we should do what every teenager wants to do when they’re in a closet,” He leaned in closer to her, lips only mere centimeters away from her, “….Make out.” He winked, and held the position, anticipating her next move. This was the real Ace, not the sissy Ace that Angelline turned him into, but even if they did make out, of course they wouldn’t, he wouldn’t cheat on Angelline. Or, he thinks he wouldn’t. Of course not. Or would he?

[Ariella Warren]

Ariella was slightly shocked by his words and even more shocked by his suggestion, but she didn't show it. Instead, her face stayed in the same sassy, seductive expression, she had donned just a few moments ago. If he was joking... Well, he had started it. He could certainly finish it or else admit he was joking. Of course she had only been joking as well, but so what if they made out? It wasn't like they were going to do anything else worse. Ariella simply wouldn't allow that. She had broken up with guys because they wanted to do things that she just wouldn't allow.

All the while Ariella had been thinking over this, trying to decide whether to kiss Ace or back away, she had continued tailing her fingers over Ace's arm. It felt warm and kinda fuzzy and also rather strong and muscley. Suddenly, her mind was made up for her, and she felt her neck arching forward, her head turning just slightly. Then she felt his lips upon hers or more exactly hers on his. She had stopped moving her hand and was now solely focused on the kiss, on the subtle movements of her lips.

[Ace McCloud]

Ace saw that her expression had not changed after his last few words. This left him perplexed, as he now hoped with his life that she indeed did know that he was joking, and in turn, doing the same herself. He didn’t want any problems with him and Angelline, and this would create one if somehow word of them two got out. Him and Ariella, of course. Hopefully she knew he was joking. Hope was all he could depend on. He even heard himself doing a silent prayer, out of fear of Angelline, as he looked at her, with a hard expression.

She hadn’t stop touching his hand, when all of a sudden, she got closer. Her hand had stopped moving, and just then, Ace realized what had happened. They were kissing, or rather, she was kissing him. Oh, what the hell?, Ace thought, as he returned the kiss with full intensity. They were quite literally, making out, and Ace was enjoying it. He shouldn’t have been, but he was. You couldn’t blame the guy, wait, yes you could. He got himself into this situation.