Study halls (Preston)

[bonnie]

So far today seemed fairly awful. All the same Bonnie tried not to really get into that particular mindset. She knew that once she decided it was a bad day that it would stay one. She didn’t want to end up on that particular track. She liked to see herself as an optimist, but then again, what high schooler is ever truly an optimist. It just isn’t in their body chemistry.

This morning Bonnie’s alarm had failed to go off. She rushed through her regular motions, but things didn’t turn out well. Her hair was holding an awkward shape, she had messed up her makeup, and the sweater she had grabbed and pulled on was itchy. Some of this was salvageable, and Bonnie did what she could. Upon going downstairs things got worse. Her mother was passed out on the couch wearing yesterday’s clothes. It had to be the results of last night, what did they call it? Thirsty Thursday? That was it. Bonnie didn’t have time to solve this problem, so she hopped in her car and went to school.

It was strange how that place felt like a sanctuary to the sophomore. Her first few classes went well, despite having left a few worksheets she needed for class at her home. It as an unpleasant addition to her day but a totally manageable one.

The end of the day was the best so far, study hall. She sat alone in the library getting some work done. Bonnie liked her peace and quiet, and she didn’t always get enough. Home was on her mind though, unfortunately. She didn’t want to go back there in half an hour to listen to her mother try to make up for her appearance this morning. Bonnie sighed and flipped idly through the pages of her Chemistry text.

[Preston Halliwell]

It was another day in the world of Preston Halliwell. He was a charmed one but he did not know that. Though the night before was thursday night and he had been out with his friends, partying up a storm. Which was not much different then any other night of the year. It was his life, rebelling against his sisters, doing what he wanted and living the way he wanted.

Not to mention getting in late the night before and dealing with sister drama. He was the legal charge of his oldest sister and to be quite truthful she just could not handle the young man who was more than free with his lifestyle. She had no idea what he was really into, drinking, smoking, sex who really knew besides him what really went on.

So naturally he was late getting out of bed once more. He arrived late to school and just went though the motions of the day as he would any other day of the year. After all he hated school and only did the absolutely bare minimum possible. That was just who he was. Causing problems was what he was quite known for with the staff of the school.

It was soon time for study hall which was his favorite, mostly because it was napping hall for him. The one place and time he could sleep without getting crap from the teachers, he quite enjoyed it really.

So he strolled into the hall ten minutes late, not unusual for the boy that was for sure. He saw a girl, Bonnie Parker, he knew her by reputation. She had a reputation like he did just opposite, she was nice and kinda popular. His opposite and he thought she was absolutely hot. He noticed she had none of her friends around and he walked up to her. Hey georgous, how you doing today.

[bonnie]

Bonnie sometimes wondered what life would be like if she just threw caution to the winds and acted out like some other teenagers did. She was tempted by the thought until she thought about what it all entailed for her. It would mean fights, it would mean struggles, or would it mean that at all? She wondered if her mother would even notice. Honestly she didn’t want to rock the boat enough to find that one out. She didn’t want to end up the same way.

Still it all had to be better than Chemistry, right? Wrong, the text didn’t make things too bad. She understood it at the least, and that was half the battle when it came to classes like that. Then again she half wanted to just fall asleep on the book in front of her. Sometimes she felt like that would be way easier. Most students napped now, didn’t they?

She wondered silently if she could clone herself to study for her. Would that even work? She doubted that it would, and she was too nervous to try. She was still developing that power and she didn’t trust it yet. Lucky for her she had no competition from her mother as to who held onto the book of shadows. It was unquestionably Bonnie’s in the wake of her grandmother’s death. Still it was more responsibility than she wanted sometimes.

Bonnie heard a voice address her and looked up. To her surprise she saw Preston Hallinwell. She tried to keep an incredulous and confused look off of her face. Why was he talking to her? And had he said gorgeous? They were from totally different worlds, or at least that was what she thought. Ironically she didn’t know how wrong she was.

”Um, Hey.” She wasn’t sure what to say to him exactly. Bonnie looked up at him, waiting to hear what he wanted to say.