Snippet #916144

Al jumps slightly when David sits down next to her.

"What? Am I so bad you had to leave?" he asks softly but cheerily. Al smiles a little at him.

"No, not you, but Kaine is," she mutters, rubbing her knuckles. "Sorry, but I really gotta go. There was a reason I skipped yesterday. I'm thinking of kipping tomorrow. Not that that would really help anything... But Kaine would get really frustrated at me not showing up for our assignment or whatever tomorrow morning and imagining him having that look on his face would make up for whatever consequences came after." She chuckles quietly and glances down the street.

"The bus is running late...." she says, still rubbing her sore knuckles, the middle knuckle starting to turn a dark purple color. "Stupid Kaine... Ugh I wanted to punch that boy..." She grins at David and kind of shows him her bruising knuckles. "I punched a locker instead. Maybe not the best choice. But better for Kaine and his pretty faces health. I left a dent in that locker. I hope it wasn't yours or anyone else's I know... Then I'd feel bad." She pauses and turns more towards David, tucking her goosebump covered legs under her skirt more, a light shiver running through her body.

"Why'd you come out here? I can take care of myself you know," she says with a slight laugh. "This isn't the first time I've ridden the city bus home ya know. Besides, isn't lunch happening right now? You wouldn't want to miss out would you?" She smiles again, a light blush spreading across her cheeks, when Al realizes she's actually flirting a little with a St. Joseph's kid. 'Oh well... He's cute, and nice, and he doesn't like Kaine either. Good enough for me,' she thinks. "Also, it's really cold out here. I'd think you rich kids wouldn't like cold weather." 'Eh... Crap... Going back to a cold and empty house... Didn't think about that...' Al thinks as she pulls her really worn jacket out of her backpack and puts it on.