It was home time and Tori made her way out from Mr Fitz's class. She sighed as she stuck a book into her bag. To pile on more work, she had to do a creative writing piece as well as contain Michael in english. Oh yeah, she had to meet him later to finish the second essay. She was surprised that he was responding to it well, and actually co-operating to do the work. She had to tell the girls to make their way home. Sadly, she hated lying to them but she felt like she couldnt tell them, she was studying with Mikey.
Tori walked out into the canteen and someone whistled. She looked up and spotted Michael up at the balcony corridor. He was smiling down at her. "Hey there" He winked. "Im not a dog. I dont respond to whistles" She turned away. "Well you looked up" He told her. Sitting down on the tables, she smiled up at him. "Doesnt mean im...walking to you." She told him. "Oh come on Tor...we dont have all day" He sighed. "Fine...do it yourself." She stood up and headed to the main doors.
"Tori! Im kidding..." He called. She smirked and looked back up at him. "Im sorry..." He looked at her. "Much better, Clifford" She folded her arms and headed to the stairs. Michael smirked, and nodded as he stood up straight from the balcony and turned to see Tori walking through the double doors. "Your a big jerk at times" She smiled at him. "Ooh, gotta love a BJ sentence" He winked at her, as he guided her into the library. "Ass!" She hissed at him as she walked in.
"Take a Joke!" He chuckled as he squeezed her side a little, before heading to a table set up with his bag and book. Tori smiled and followed him over.
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Tori had been sitting with Michael for nearly an hour. She'd finish her essay and she had her earphones in, blasting her music. She happened to look up and she spotted Michael looking at her. She nodded her head up and took out an earphone. "Sorry..." She smiled a little. "Whats up?" She asked. "Im done. What about you?" He asked. "Same, finishing up. I need to print my draft i typed up of my first essay" She looked at the computer. "I typed mine and uploaded it to this" He smiled and held a memory stick.
"Cool" Tori smiled as she finished her last sentence and put a full stop. She stood up and walked to a computer, where Michael joined beside her. He took the earphone which was now hanging and stuck it in his ear. "I like your taste in music" Michael smiled at her. "Well considering we bought the same CD" She smirked looking at him. "Who'd you prefer? Fall out boy, all time low?" "Love both, but all time low" Tori smiled.
"Panic at the disco, my chemical romance?" He asked. "Panic..." She smiled, answering him back. "Hmmm...." He trailed off smiling. "I like my music, dont judge it" She told him as she logged into the computer. "I like music too. How can i judge when your matching?" Michael asked her. "Well you usually judge for everything and...anything" Tori smiled to herself as she went to her documents in the computer. She got her essay up and printed it before standing and leaning over the desks to the printer.
"Y'know people grow closer over music sometimes...." Mikey told her, as she felt his touch along her ass. She took the paper that printed out her essay, she smiled and leaned back again before sitting down. "Yeah they do. Lyrics also give you good ways to fuck someone up...touch my ass again, and you'll find out Clifford" She told him calmly. Michael chuckled as he sat down beside her and put on his computer, sticking in his memory stick. "Calm your pretty face" He told her, smugly.
Tori turned to him and moved her head away from him, making her earphone bud fall out of his ear. "Oi, i was listening to that" He told her. "Yeah, and i dont want hair dye, and your ears ll up on my ear buds" She told him. "Your a bitch" He told her, a smile on his lips. "Yes, and your a dick." She smiled as she closed down the window on her computer. "Sometimes they get along better" He told her, before scoffing. "Sure, in your dreams. You keep wishing that" She told him before standing.
