Friday at the Boardwalk - Wes (open tag!)

[wes]

Wes opted to fore-go the less than exciting prospect of the football game after all and instead headed for a trip to the boardwalk. Why would he want to hang out at school? That was for losers... right? More fun was to be found in town and so he threw his pack into the back of his dark blue cruiser and headed away from the school and towards the beach.

He drew up in the parking lot close to the boardwalk and he ran his fingers through his hair before setting off to see what fun he could find. Would Sloane be ther? Unlikely and to be honest it didn't bother him if she wasn't. She was fun... in a basic sort of way... but as moody as all hell. With luck he'd run into someone from school - or not! - and have a pretty decent Friday evening. And, fingers crossed - make plans for the weekend. After all, so far it was an open book!

With his hands shoved deep into his pockets and last night nothing more than a memory he wandered down the beach... hopes high and expectations even more so!

[Silver Roberts]

Silver had an uneventful week. Which was a good thing. She was enjoying the beginning of school. Silver liked school. Which did not help her win the popular vote, but Silver didn't really care about popular. She cared more about learning. Yes she fell into the vare rare percentage of the population that enjoyed going to school and enjoyed working and learning.

Silver was a dork. She went to the boardwalk only to bring books so she could read. She didn'tfeel like being home, and she had always liked the boardwalk. She could people watch while she read. People did the funniest things when they didn't know they were being watched. So Silver found a spotto sit down and pulled out a book.

She read a little then looked up to find someone picking their nose, another pulling out a wedgie. There was even a person who was littering. None of this bad, except maybe the littering, but some of it was funny. She continued to read and then looked back up to find someone on a skate board heading right for another person. "Watch out!" Silver called to Wesley. Not that she knew his name or who he was at that time, but she didn't want the guy to get hurt from the skate boarder.

[wes]

Thank god it was Friday... and school had finished. The entire weekend stretched out ahead. The entire weekend... and he had absolutely no plans what so ever.

"Great," Wes muttered as he scowled down at the sidewalk a few inches ahead of his boots. He was walking pretty aimlessly, targeting the boardwalk. Maybe there he'd...

"Watch out!"

Wesley's head shot up and he grunted in surprise when a figure plowed directly into him. A skateboard shot out to the left and Wes landed on his back with a spotty kid sprawled across his legs.

"You lost your white stick?" the kid spat at Wes who said nothing and instead jabbed a finger towards teh sign that clearly depicted the path he - and the kid - had been using was designated for walking only.

"Try using the skateboard lane," he suggested as he pushed the boy off his legs and scrambled to his feet. Wes sucked at a bleeding knuckle before turning to see who had tried to save him from the collision. A girl. Blonde. Pretty. Very.

"Thanks," he offered with a wry smile. "Would have been a lot worse without your heads up. "I'm Wes... " he added with a friendly enough smile.

[Silver Roberts]

"Well I thought it would be mean if I just let him slam right into you. I figured a warning would be nice." She said smiling. The guy was cute. Which meant Silver would be forgotten after this conversation. No cute guy wxcept her friend Andersom really spoke to her again. She was easily forgotten, but Silver was sort of okay with that.

She closed her book and stood up taking a few steps toward Wesley. "Nice to meet you Wes, I am Silver." She smiled back. "Are you sure your butt is okay. It looked like a bad fall and you have sand on your butt. " Did she really just ask about his butt. Oh god. She could feel her cheeks becoming red. Forget asking she just admitted to looking at his butt. Oh could this get any more embaressing.

She hoped not, but rather then stop talking she had continued after the butt comment, "Not that your butt is any of my concern, its a nice butt, but if it were my butt I wouldn't want to walk around with sand, but my butt is not nice like yours...and I am going to be quiet now." Oh it did get worse cause she had kept talking. Silver needed to learn to not talk sometimes.

"So what brings you to the boardwalk? You going some where or just wondering around?" She asked hoping this distracted from her butt comment.She doubted it but she could try right.

[wes]

Wesley’s left eyebrow rose the more the girl spoke about his rear end. She was tying herself in some serious knots and as he was loving watching that happen he wasn’t about to help her out!

Finally she managed to change the subject but that amused look still showed itself on the Canadian boy’s face. “Why do I get the feeling you were checking out my ass?” he commented with a broad grin. The girl’s blush (adorably) returned.

Wes relented and opted to let her off the hook... for the moment! “And boredom brought me here,” he admitted. “Nowhere in particular in mind... just a bit tired of all the football stuff that’s been flooded the school today. Is it always like that?” he asked, a pained look now in place. “Its only my first week here so am not sure if this is par for the course. Hockey’s my game. The ice kind,” he told Silver.

“Cool name, by the way,” he said. “I can’t say I’ve ever met someone called Silver... Or any other metal come to that! So what about you? Are you escaping football mania too?”

[Silver Roberts]

"No..I wasn't...um no....maybe..." Silver mumbled not even sure Wes heard her. If he had he did not indicate it since he moved subjects along with her. Thank god. That was nice of him. Cause she didn't want to have to talk about his butt anymore. It was embaressing cause she had been checking it out. It wasa cute butt and she liked to look. Wes was cute. God she was hopless. Silver just needed a little confidence.

"Surfing and football are the big sorts around this town. So yeah, its like that. I have never really been to an ice Hockey game. Imean no one has taken me, but I do know that Hockey was first brought to North America when British soldiers stationed in Nova Scotia, Canada, played the earliest games. By the 1870s, a group of college students at McGill University in Montreal were organizing games and had developed the first known set of hockey rules." Silver told him. "I know a lot of random facts. I read a lot." She admitted.

When he spoke about her name she laughed, "My mom is a professor and she thought a unique name would be good for her daughter. It stands out and stuff. I don't know how she picked Silver per say, but its definitely rememberable."She said she might be forgetable but her name wasn't. "No I didn't go to the game. No one to watch it with so I came here to read." Like a dork she thought.

[wes]

“You... what?” Wes feigned shock and clutched at his shirt over his heart as if it was about to fail. “You’ve never been to an ice hockey game? Like, ever?” She shook her head. “Dear god, we have to alter that particular situation! I shall take you to a game,” he stated, holding up one hand to forestall any protest. “Nope, you aren’t going to escape, Silver,” he declared. “I cannot in all that is morally right let you continue on oblivious to the best freaking sport known to mankind!”

He laughed as he spoke... Just in case she was about to scream for help to save her from the lunatic Canuck.

“Sooo... wotcha reading?” Wesley asked and he peered at the book she held, unable to make out its title in the rapidly dying daylight. “Friday night and reading a book... ? Pretty sure we can come up with something a bit more thrilling for a Friday night... Wanna check out the carnival? The pier? Maybe both...?”

This was just what he needed to get rid of that Sloane itch!

[Silver Roberts]

Silver looked around. "You talking to me?" She asked. "You want to take me out...to a hockey game." She said. "As in you and I alone, going to an ice hockey game. Are you new?" She asked him half shocked and half playfully. "I don't mean how that sounds it's just...most people do not ask me out." She admitted. "But I would love to go. I am always up for new experiences." Hell she would go to the monster truck show if Wes asked. But she was glad it was hockey.

"Tale of Two Cities. I would say this is for school, but its fun reading." She slipped the book into her bag and smiled, "I like to read more then i should. I can get lost in a book." She said. "But the Carnival sounds good. Lets go. I hear there is a new ride. Just added. Its a fun house. its not so much a ride as you walk through it. But its suppose to be fun and creepy at the same time."

Silver wasn't sure if rides or games wereeven Wes's thing. But that was okay. She would gladly walk around and be fine with that. Just being near a cute boy was what Silver liked. Another friend hopefully. "How long ago did you move here?" She asked.

[wes]

Wes laughed. "I don't see anyone else around who I could be talking toy," he reasoned. "And yeah... I feel its my moral duty to enlighten you and introduce you to the sport of ice hockey," he added with a grin. He hadn't forgotten he'd made that same promise to Lissa only the other day. On Sunday, in fact... Assuming she hadn't had a change of heart. He'd be there regardless and already had a couple of tickets to the Canucks/Kings game.

"I really can't see why you don't have a whole line of boys waiting to ask you out," he said. She was very easy on the eye and easy to talk to so why wouldn't she be in demand? Sure, he sensed a slightly low amount of self-confidence but then again, they *had* only just met and no first conversation was all that free-flowing. Not unless your name was Sloane Taylor! Then again, her version of 'chat' seemed to include fore-play!

"Tale of Two Cities... Dickens, right?" Silver nodded. "I read that last year for English Lit class... Sad sort of story, really, don't you think?"

By now they had started to head towards the carnival with Wes agreeing whole-heartedly to trying out some of the rides and attractions. "I came here just before the start of the summer break but having only been at school for a few days I'm still trying to find my way around and make some friends. Pretty glad I happened to come down here this evening as I reckon I found myself one tonight! DO you fancy one of those toffee apples they have over there? Or maybe something less risky to your fillings?" Maybe she didn't have any fillings? If not Wes didn't want to be the cause of her first one!

[Silver Roberts]

"You are too sweet." She said smiling. He really was. "Just tell me when the game is and I would like to go." She looked down for a brief moment before looking back up. She had no idea if this was a date. She fiugred it wasn't since they just met. She figured it was two friends going out to a hockey game so she could be exposed to the game. Either way she would take it. Silver was brought out of her thoughts when he mentioned the book. She blushed slightly.

"Yes it is sad, but...don't think I am weird for saying, but I find something beautiful about tragedies." She told Wes. "I mean sometimes I imagie my own fairytale endng. But there is something beautiful, but sad about tragedies. I am not sure I can explain what I mean, but thats just how my mind works." She could find beaty in something like that. Silver thought it made her weird. She hoped Wes didn't think, so.

"I hope to be friends too." She needed more o them. She was up to two hands now. So that was good. "Are you kidding? Those and funnel cake are my favorite. My dentist may not like t, but the toffee apples are out of this world. I was about to ask if you ever had one." She laughed as she walked by his side. She noticed a few girls checking him out. Nothing surpring there, but at least he hadn't ditched her yet. He seemed to nice to do that.