Making Amends (Sara)

[Sara Quinn]

"Because I don't want to! I want to say I'm sorry! I want to make it up to you, I shouldn't've hurt you the way I did!"

She froze, her face a mask of complete shock. He was kidding right...? He wanted to be her friend?! Well now she felt.. Really bad actually... She had attacked him when all he had wanted was to apologize. Or... was this some sort of trick? He took a step closer, and she tensed, but held her ground, her eyes watching his hands just in case.

"You.. want to apologize...? Seriously...?" She relaxed her body slightly. If he was serious, then she would accept... The problem was she had just attacked him, and apparently with no reason. She had no idea what to say to him about that. "I... uh.. I'm Sara...?"

[THE Justin]

He visibly sighed, rubbing the spot where her fist had collided not once but twice into his stomach. He winced slightly, feeling it bruise already.

He moved towards the bench and sat, exhaling deeply. He fidgeted into his pocket, and looked at the empty pack of cigarettes. Shit. He needed to quit anyways, what better time than now.

"I know your name is Sara... I asked around. People seem to like you. Everyone I asked immediately knew who I was talking about.

The name is Stu. Stuart to my parents, Stupot to my friends. You can call me whatever you want."

He extended a hand to her, hoping she'd take it and shake it.

[Sara Quinn]

She watched him relax and rub his stomach. Ah shit... She felt bad now... Her hand ran through her hair. This was kind of awkward... She tried to brush herself off to keep herself busy as he moved over to the bench.

She looked over to him when he started talking. Well that just made her feel worse... He had taken the time and energy to search her out, and what does she do as soon as she sees him? Attack. ~Nice job Sara~

She tentatively took his hand, squeezing it, then quickly pulling away. She shifted from foot to foot and sat next to him, leaning back and taking a deep breath.

"Well then... Stu..." She wasn't sure about the nickname, so for now, it would be Stu. "I'm um... Sorry about attacking you then. I shouldn't have been so rash..." She cleared her throat. ~Awkward~ "Ya... Sorry.."

[THE Justin]

"No, no its okay. I completely deserved it. I was an asshole... I shouldn't have attacked you. I'm getting over it. don't worry about it. If anything, you were completely justified wailing the shit out of me."

He smiled, a toothy grin, before leaning back, looking up into the sky. He rubbed his head, hair loose and wild like always.

"But... Um... yeah... well, why don't you tell me something about yourself? I just feel like I owe it to you to make up for what I did, though the beat down you just inflicted was a good part of the repayment."

[Sara Quinn]

She laughed at what he said. A small one, but it was genuine. Hm. She wondered what she should tell him. She would oblige him, and hopefully... they could start off right or something. She really didn't like being thrown around like a rag doll. That kind of pissed her off.

"Ok... Well um... uh..." This was harder then she thought. She struggled to think of something appropriate to tell him. She sighed glancing at the jacket next to her and picked it up, slipping it on. "I just bought this... I really like it." She blushed. This sucked. Why couldn't she think of anything else to say?! "Tell me something about you?"

[THE Justin]

He smiled as the color flushed her face, obvious embarrassment at not knowing what to say. He laughed a few as well as she sat there.

"It looks really nice on you."

He looked up at the sky. Clouds lazily danced across the sky, the sun peeking out behind them for but a moment, retreating back behind those sullen grays. He spoke, as though he had not a care in the world, his mind truly a flutter with much thought.

And much excitement.

"Well, I come from England, if you didn't catch the accent.

And, well, I've done some stupid things while here, and I'm trying to make up for them. I like movies. And, well, I don't really know what to say either. Heh."

He felt his own cheeks grow warm as he looked back at her. To a passerby they may look like a shy couple, both obviously embarassed at something, faces red with color.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara turned away, hoping he hadn't seen her blush. Apparently, she hadn't been that lucky because he let out a laugh, but he complemented her, so that made up for it. She looked back to him, slightly surprised.

She looked back down, examining her shoes as she listened to him. This was... nice. This was better then fighting. A little. Only because he threw her around like a toy. But he gave her some ideas to start with. She felt his eyes on her and glanced up at him, giving a shy smile. God... she must look like a little retard.

"I'm Canadian. I moved in with my uncle to go to 259. I did some stupid stuff back home and got myself landed here... I like comedies... And your accent is nice.... Ya." That was it, she couldn't look at him anymore. She looked back down to her shoes. They were so much easier to look at.

[THE Justin]

He absent mindedly moved a bit closer, be it physical instinct, or emotional want, he caught himself before he was completely touching her. He laughed at the comment about getting in trouble.

"I hear you. I got in trouble back home as well, parents shipped me to 259... Fell in... love... with a girl... Things went south. Just trying to get over everything. I'm getting there. This has helped.

Hey, look, I'm sorry I hit you. I know, I shouldn't've. I'm sorry I threw you around, but I was a different person. I hope you can forgive me."

His head hung at this missive. He was upset at what he did, he really was. He could only beg for her forgiveness.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara was 100% aware of him moving closer, and surprisingly, she was ok with it. It was a little awkward, but that was only because of how shitty she was with people. She could survive. It wasn't like he had cooties or something. And then he let out a laugh. She couldn't help but give a small chuckle as well, a real smile reaching her lips as she finally lifted her head from her shoes. She still didn't look to him, but at least she wasn't hanging her head now.

And then he got slightly more personal, and the smile dropped. That was actually kinda sad... Poor guy... And he was apologizing to... Oh now she felt real good about herself. ~Good job Sara~ She dropped her gaze trying to think of what to say.

"It's really ok... I'm sorry to, I really shouldn't have just attacked. And don't tell me you deserved it!" She looked up at her, her glare very serious. She didn't want to hear that again. She slowly dropped her gaze as though waiting for him to protest. "I think it's really great that you're trying to get everything back on track... That can be hard." She tentatively reached over and gave him a pat on the leg, smiling at him as he hung his head.

[THE Justin]

Her touch sent shivers throughout his body, though he made no real outwards movement except for a pleased semi smile, picking his head up and looking at her.

"Thanks Sara... its nice to know that someone's forgiven me."

He leaned back against, his arm dangling precariously close to her, within easy hugging distance. He looked down at his wrist, the watch showing it to be half past. He startled, almost hitting her with his arm.

"Oh my.. I really have to go. I've got an appointment I need to get to... Can I give you my number, and you can call me, we'll go get coffee or something?"

Wow. Super cheesy. Good job Stu.

[Sara Quinn]

"Thanks Sara... its nice to know that someone's forgiven me."

She smiled at him and leaned back, feeling much more comfortable. She had been a little worried that he was still going to attack her, but now? She was alright. He was alright. She was really glad she had made a new friend~And one less enemy.

She didn't notice how close his arm was to her until he jumped, his arm almost hitting her. This, in turn, caused her to jump as well. Aww... He had to go?

"Ya, that would be cool~!" She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. Pressing in his name and handed it to him to put his number in. "Did you want mine to?"

She wondered if she would actually have the courage to call him. Coffee sounded nice though, so maybe if he took hers to, then they might actually get to go for some.

[THE Justin]

He smiled, putting in his number, and adding a smiley face to the end of his name. He smiled, and handed the phone back.

"Just call me. That's the easiest way."

He smiled, and offered his hand for her to shake. After doing so, he would go in for a small hug, awkwardly, before ducking away, and towards the future.

[Sara Quinn]

"Just call me. That's the easiest way."

She watched as he punched in his number, but unfortunately, he didn't take hers. Which was to bad. She guess she would have to build up the courage and just call him. She took the phone back and awkwardly shook his hand. Then he pulled in her for a hug. That surprised her a little. He didn't seem like the hugging type... but that had been... so cute~ She hugged him back with enthusiasm, despite his awkwardness and watched as he walked away. She sat back on the bench feeling kind of lonely now... Ah well...