”How? Because it—-it’s sonic!”
[ His gaze staring at her with a questioning look ]
“Do something then.
— Show me.”
[ She tosses the device at him seemingly carelessly, at an angle for him to catch it easily.]
"You have, Amy, and I promise I will explain it to you as best I can. But right now, we have to move."
[ she couldn’t explain it — but something inside of her almost wanted to trust the other. hm. ]
DO IT DO IT DO IT
tHESE KINDS OF MOVIES MAN ALWAYS MAKE YOU CRY
forgottenpond replied to your post: “[ curls up into ball; goes back to sleep ]”:[ /snuggles with blankets and hot cocoa ]
[ Snuggy snuggles. ]
[ christmas snuggles are the best snuggles. ]
iT IS TWO AM AND I WAS WATCHING NANNY MCPHEE TWO OKAY DON’T JUDGE MY LIFE CHOICES
Rory’s eyes widened. Why was Amy Pond of all people seeking him out? They never really had much interaction. Maybe when they were kids briefly, but not now— They both belonged to different social cliques in this school. Polar opposites.
Rory winced slightly. Reese? That’s who she thought he was? He coughed awkwardly, shaking his head.
”Rory,” he responded.
They were partners? He could feel his heart rate start to race. He didn’t know what to say to her. He was usually partnered with Alec— Why were they switching. Rory’s throat felt dry.
"R-Really? Um, alright. Rory Williams."
Rory! Rory Williams, she remembered him now. That shy kid.
“Yes,” She started, silently noting the awkwardness.
”So I don’t exactly know where you live, but we do have project due in a week and i’d like to get it done early.” She brought a notepad out of her purse, and scribbled some numbers down on it before ripping it out of the pad and returning it to her purse.
"Here —" She held out the paper to him. "It’s the number to my mobile in case you need it."
Mentally going through her schedule in her head, it took her a few seconds to continue talking.
"So how about my house, tonight, say around 6 o’ clock sharp? I can text you the directions."
[ he narrowed his gaze slowly as she turned sideways on him. ]
“It’s not a normal screwdriver. It’s better, much better. It’s sonic!”
”And sonic makes it —
[ it just didn’t make sense, how can a screwdriver be ‘sonic’?]
"Yes that’s it."
[ He slowly extended his hand a moment later gesturing his fingers desiring to have it back. ]
" — Hold on a sec, there."
[ she turned in her stance to face sideways to him, raising an eyebrow. ]
”You called it a screwdriver, but it doesn’t exactly look like a normal screwdriver. What is it, exactly?”
”Stop moving you’ll shake the floor, I’m trying to find my screw driver.”
"Is it silver with a blue tip?"
[ it didn’t really look like it could be considered a screw driver, the girl thought as she twirled it in her fingers. ]
Rory was hiding. He had just come out of one class and he had already been chased to hide under the stairs. He had hoped to find Alec, but it seemed that he was busy.
So he crouched down, staying as quiet as possible so his bullies wouldn’t find him. He gasped when someone ducked under the stairs to find him.
"Uh— Hello," Rory greeted nervously.
This redhead was irritated. Everyone in her chemistry, every friend she had and could be partners with, and the teacher had to pair her with the shy kid. Great.
Where would she find him? Asking around, most people told her under the West staircase, so she decided to go there first. She had a free period now, so hopefully he did too. Their first project was due in a week, and she wasn’t one to start these kinds of things late.
Pulling open the door to the staircase, she kept an open eye for the kid. The staircase was completely empty - he wasn’t here! The ginger sighed, thinking that this was never going to turn out well. But then she spotted room under the staircase, and walked over, ducking under to find - the kid! Hallelujah.
She noticed him crouching down, like he was hiding from something. Weird. Amy walked under the staircase and sat across from him, maybe two feet or so away.
Name. Name - she needed a name. What was his name again? She knew everyone in the school, she should be able to tell one kid from another. It started with an ‘R’, she swore that it did. But what was it?
”You’re — Reese, right?”
It didn’t sound right, but she went with it anyways.
”Mr. H thought it would be brill to put us together as chem partners for the semester. I’m Amy, but the way. Amy Pond.”
Just shut up and grab a weapon!
[ grabbing the first thing she could see was a gun, and scooped it up, her hand shaking as she held it, holding her defensive stance. ]
I like running better.