The teacher stood there for a minute before turning away and continuing her talking. "Knew it." He whispered under his breath. "They never send out the new kid." He leaned back in his chair, going through his head to see which persona he would be this time. The shy new kid? The tough bad boy? The friendly arts kid? Decisions, decisions.
Leon sighed and raised his hand, "I won't tell. No one would believe me anyway."
Delilah laughed a little, “Okay then. Looks like neither of us have anything to worry about,”
Leon frowned slightly, “Why would I have to worry?”
(Hey)
Delilah shook her head, “You don— never mind.”
Leon let out a sigh and looked up to the clock, “It’s been almost 15 minutes since class started and the teacher still isn’t here.”
“And yet they’d kill me if I was 10 minutes late….” she sighed, “I could just leave,”
Leon had a small smile on his face, “You know the unspoken rule right?”
“What rule?” Delilah was interested.
"That if the teacher doesn't show up in fifteen minutes you can leave," sure enough some of the other kids in class were already packing up.
“Let’s go then. I wasn’t going to come anyways,”
"You still want to be around me?" Leon was a bit confused. Normally only the theater kids stuck around him.
“Despite what you may think, I don’t dislike you. You actually seem pretty cool.”
Leon grabbed his stuff and stood up. 15 minute mark. He muttered to himself, "Well that's a first. Someone not in theater likes me."
And you were so rude to her at first.
I was having a shit day okay?
Delilah walked out and looked behind to see if he was following.
Leon followed her a slight spring in his step. Wow, someone actually liked him. Weird.
“So where do you want to go?” Delilah walked by his side happily.
"Well normally if the teacher doesn't show I just hide in the theater. No ones there and sometimes a couple of the other theater kids are there," Leon responding.
“Oo, mind if I join?”
Leon shrugged and started to walk to the theater, "Sure."
Delilah followed too happily, basically skipping behind him.
Leon walked into the theater and turned on the lights. They were alone. Great.
Delilah looked around with a smile, it had been while but the theater made her happy. Being here made her consider if her reputation was worth protecting.
Leon smiled as he sat down on the edge of the stage. He laid back and stared at the ceiling. Finally he could relax.
Lilah laid next to him, keeping her distance, she still didn't know him that well and didn't want to freak him out too much. "So how long have you been doing theater,"
"Since I could walk and talk. I got into my first major production when I was in first grade," Leon let out a happy sigh at the memory.
"That's really cool! You must be good then,"
Leon shrugged and sat up, "I like to think so."
“I’m sure you are,” she sat up with him.
Leon didn't really know what else to say. An uncomfortable silence filled the air before he asked, "So what sport do you do?"