Hill Crest High discussion

Fanciest restaurant in town

Scar and Ollie walked in together. "Oh shit... I'm a bit underdressed for this place"she said, looking over to Oliver

Oliver looked down, noticing he was just wearing his skinny jeans and a wife-beater. "Yeah, I guess we are. Screw it, there ain't a dress code," he said.

"Yeah. Lets sit down somewhere I guess. Says seat yourself"she said, going over to a table with ridiculously high spiny chairs and jumped up and sat down.

Oliver sat across from Scarlett and stifled a yawn. "God, I wish restaurants still had smoking sections," he said with a dramatic sigh.

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"Eh. They didnt have a no-smoking sign"she said, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it.

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"Come on," Oliver said as he snatched her cigarette. He stubbed it on his shoe. "It is against the law, be a really stupid thing to get a ticket over."

Scar rolled her eyes. "Fine. I won't smoke in here. "She said, giving him a joking glare.

Oliver gave her a sneer, which quickly turned into a smile. He waved over a waitress. When she got there, she managed to not look too disgusted. They were handed menus and given a water caraffe.

As soon as the waitress walked away, Scar bursts out laughing.

"What?" Oliver asks, slightly confused.

"She looks so pissed!"scar laughed.

Oliver only shook his head and smiled. Ho opened his menu and browsed through.

Scarlett smiled goofily and looked through the menu. "I can't pronounce half of these 'food' items "

"Trust me, you aren't the only one," Oliver laughed, still studyimg the choices.

"Let's go get Asian food instead. At least I can read that!"she said, jokingly.

"Right?" Oliver joked back. "All I know is I want a cup of coffee."

"Most of this stuff is meat! If I see escargot or caviar, I swear..."she said, trailing off and double checking the menu. "That's it, we are leaving"

"What? Pshh, you can leave, I'm getting some damn calamari," he said with raised eyebrows.

"Squid?! You promised not to eat meat in front of me though!" She said, not leaving her spot. She sighed. "I guess I'll get a salad"

"I can't pass up fried squid," Oliver said, with a shrug.

Scarlett shivered in disgust. "Don't expect to get a kiss after you eat that"she teased

"God, maybe I need to eat squid more often," he said with a wink and a nudge.

"Shut up and stop being a douchebag. "She said, crossing her arms.

The waitress came back and began to pour a glass of water at a ridiculously tall height. She accidentally dumped water onto Scarlett.

"Ah!"she yelped when the cold water touched her pale skin. She was wearing a white tank top and it looked like she won a wet t-shirt contest. She ran to the bathroom in embarrassment and tried to try up the best she could.

"Goddam it," Oliver mumbled, placing his head in his hands. "Nice job, really good work," he said in disgust, shaking his head at the bumbling waitress. He walked to the women's room door. "Hey, Scar, I've got a jacket in your car from last weekend, do you want it?"

"Yes please. I prefer not looking like a slut who was in a wet t-shirt contest"she said, covering her chest by crossing her arms. It wasn't much coverage, but somewhat worked.

He ran outside and got into Scerlett's trunk. He dug through all of her useless crap until he found his somewhat tight leather jacket. He went back inside, found her, and handed it over.

"Thanks"she said, uncovering her soaked chest. She pulled on the jacket slowly, because her wet tank top was wet and made friction.

Oliver made sure to look away, hard as it was. She's my friend, can't be staring at her chest. No matter how amazing it may be.He thought.

She zipped it up and shivered slightly.

"If you want, we could totally go. I know it's embarassing," Oliver said as he put his hand on her shoulder.

"Asian food. Asian food. Leaving, now"she said, looking up at him.

"Fine, lead the way, wetness," Oliver said, smiling.

"That sounds dirty"she said, laughing pervertedly.

"You would think like that," he said, giving her a small shove toward the door.

Adrian opened her door and stepped out of the truck.

Yoji walked up next to her and offered an elbow.

She set her hand on his elbow and smiled at him.

He returned the smile brightly. They walked to the Matri'D. "Harada, reservation for two," Yoji said. The man nodded and lead them to the outdoor deck, which gave a view of the ocean and Mako Beach.

"Wow," the view took her breath away. She was so impressed and couldn't believe she was actually on a date.

Yoji pulled out a seat for Adrian and sat her before sitting himself. "So, how was the rest of your day? Until now, that is," he asked, smiling jovially.

"Me and my friend went shopping after school," she laid her hands on her lap, "other than that it was pretty uneventful."

"Well shopping is fun. Weel, perhaps not shopping, but spending money," Yoji laughed a little.

"Yeah, Sara helped me pick out this dress, and the one for tomorrow," she looked down at her outfit and think back up.

Yoji's heart sank a little. He had planned on asking her to the prom, but figured if she had already gotten a dress then she must already have a date. "Oh, that is exciting," he said with a half-hearted smile.

"It is," she grinned then noticed the change in his facial features, "what's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing," he said, cheering up his expression.

"Okay," she brushed her fingers through her hair, "how was the rest of your day?"

"Fine. I had to do some cleaning, but I mainly just relaxed. It was nice," Yoji said with a smile. He was internally battling with himself on whether he should just ask her anyway.