"Uh, hey? Can we talk?"(O/O) (OPEN)

"I'm a little competitive, so when I loose I get upset and…" She motioned to the sky.

"Hn." Atlas shrugged apathetically.

"Am I bothering you?" she asked tentatively..

"If you were bothering me, I would've left you already," he teased lightly.

She blushed. "I-I wasn't sure."

He gently punched her shoulder, "Honestly if you start pinpicking my behavior, you'd think I just hate everything. Nah, i'm just an asshole." Atlas began to warm up to her.

Kallie giggled and the sun reappeared.

"How much more do we have to walk?"

"Not too far, the school is at the end of the next block," she replied with a smile.

"Ah." Atlas exhaled slowly.

She continued to smile and wave at other people.

Skip?

(Alright!)

To when?

(Um… oh, what about their first date, or when he asks her out the first time!)

Yes )

(Which one? XD)

Err, ask out first, sorey )

(Lol, it's cool!)

Kallie was standing by her locker, waiting for Atlas, so they could walk home together, like they had been for a while.

Atlas wandered down the hall, with an occupied look on his face. His Afghan father had been up his back lately and Atlas wouldn't say what for– only that it was annoying the hell out of him.

Kallie noticed him and beamed. "Atlas!" She waved.

"Hey," he replied in an exasperated breath. He kept shifting his weight. "Whatsup?"

"I was waiting for you. You know… we walk home together… What's wrong?" she asked, noting his expression.

He pursed his lips, and replied defensively, "Nothing, I'm fine," which roughly translated to "Dear God, I'm about to slit my own throat".

She looked worried. "Why won't you tell me what's wrong?"

He rubbed his nose, and mumbled something.

"Hmm?" she hummed gently. "What?"

"My dad wants me to ask you out." He mumbled. "On a date."

She looked a little shocked. "Oh. Do… Do you not want to?" Stay calm…

"I do," he replied semi-defensively, "I've. I've never. Done that. Before,"