Danger, Danger (open)

[Magdalena "Maggy" Veloz]

Maggy internally groaned; another football player! What had happened to the football players of California that they had begun gravitating towards her, of all people? She suspected witchcraft, or a cosmic joke, or something of that sort, as there could be no natural explanation for two seperate football players asking her to take rides with them. She had avoided associating with football players for almost four years of high school!

Unfortunately she had already agreed to go with him, and she could think of no graceful way to back out of that now. Then again, she had resorted to unabashed fleeing before now...

At least his music selection managed to be decent, more than decent, even. Finally! Someone who didn't care for light, fluffy music. Of course, she refrained from expressing this with anything remotely resembling enthusiasm, instead offering a mild, "Any of those are good with me." Before sliding into the passenger's seat.

There was silence for a moment, and she wondered if perhaps she should speak. Actually, she hoped he would just turn on the music, so that she could lose herself in that and not have to talk, but he didn't seem inclined to go that route just yet. "Umm. So you play football. I'm in the band." She doubted that would impress him much, but then again if he wasn't blind he could probably tell she wasn't exactly cool. "Silver has a pretty good team." At least, they managed to always beat Gould, a fact that chafed most of the Gould students, or at least the few who really cared about the rivalry, which come to think of it was hardly anyone she knew. Maybe Tyler, but as he was on the football team he didn't count.

She settled back into the seat, staring out the window, "So what books did you buy?" She wondered what sort of books a football player read.

[Nolan Ahlstrom]

Nolan closed the door after Maggy had taken her seat, then moved around the front of the car to get in the driver's side. He glanced at her quickly before starting the Camaro's engine. He gave it a quick rev, showing off just a little. Maggy seemed to really like the car, and he hoped it would help ease her. He pulled out of the parking lot and headed west.

“The band? What do you play?” Nolan asked, trying to get her to open up a little. He always liked listening to the bands at halftime. It was one of the things that really helped him get pumped up. He had a CD with a number of different college fight songs, but sadly he had left it at home with his other CDs. “Yeah, we work pretty hard. We've been up on Gould the past few years. I played a little in the game against Gould this year, just towards the end. You were probably there, huh” A good start to a conversation, or so Nolan hoped.

“Oh, just a book. Short stories.” Nolan got a little shy. He wasn't sure if he should tell her what book he bought. It was pretty dorky, and he didn't want this girl to think he was a nerd. But he also wasn't big on lying. He decided to just be honest, and hoped she didn't care. “It's called 999. Horror stories. I recognized some of the authors, Stephen King, Neil Gaiman. I dunno...” Nolan turned onto the Santa Monica Freeway, heading for the pier. “I don't get to read a lot, so short stories are easier.”

The sun was sinking just below the horizon, and Nolan could start to see the lights of the pier coming up. He reached down and picked a CD at random from his case and slipped it into the player.

Tonight... I'm gonna have myself a real good time.
I-iii feel ali-iii-iive!

Queen, and a great song too. Nolan smiled, and looked over at Maggy. “I love the pier at night, I was thinking we could head by there, then just go north and really open her up!” Nolan generally tried to follow the flow of traffic, which meant a little speeding, but usually not more than five or ten over. But he wanted to impress this girl, make friends, and he figured if she dug the car then he could give her a good ride up the coast. It was beautiful at night and most of the clouds had dispersed throughout the day. Nolan knew he could really see what the car was made of along the coast highway.

I'm a shootin' star leapin' through the skyyyyy,
Like a tiger, defyin' the laws of gravi-teeee!
I'm a racin' car passin' byyyy,
Like Lady Godiva,
I'm gonna go, go, go,
There's no stoppin' meeee!




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