Friendly Intentions (Post 5)
The bell rang jolting Asher awake, he wiped off some drool with the back of his hand. He jammed his history book that was serving as his shield from the teacher into his back pack. As he slung his backpack onto one shoulder he turned to the kid behind him.
“Hey dude…..” but the desk was empty. He scanned the room and spotted a white shirt and black unkempt hair walking out the door.
Asher ran up to him and patted him on the back roughly. “Dude, thanks for saving me there, whats your name? Where you going for lunch? I woke up late so I didn’t pack anything, so I figure Sonic is pretty close. We should go they have 1/2 priced drinks today!” Asher looked expectantly at the shorter boy.
Asher was about 3 inches taller then him and obviously not in the same social group. His slightly wrinkled semi tight black t-shirt with his favorite band in splattered letters across the top, striped red and black wrist band that went up to his elbow, black baggy jeans ripped in all the right places and scuffed converse finished off his look. He looked very out of place next to this kid who was obviously some nerd. But Asher was more interested in food then social circles and company would be nice.
