Keith

Picnic

It wasn't how Keith had pictured it, mostly because Natalie kept there conversations based on finishing their lab report. So keith was forced to talk about finding the mole ratio something that Natalie didnt understand very well it made him happy that she couldnt get the right answer when he knew the answer all along so he smirked.

"Cmon you're being a jerk" natalie sighed. "I need to be back at school in fifteen minutes."

"What's the rush?" he asked, curiously. "We're in a yellow truck with a road in front of us and nothing but opportunities."

"Ohhkaaayy, what opportunities?"

"Choose a place," he told her. "C'mon pick a place, anywhere at random."

"Okay I chose the third point on our lab report, calculating the mole ratio..."

He shook his head and though of how much "fun" she was.

"I cant concentrate in a straight line this this, this is not gonna work."

"Then turn!" Natalie said.

"Where?" Keith asked looking torward her.

"I don't know.. anywhere! whoah!" Natalie cried as Keith turned sharply into the parking lot of an office building that neither of them had ever been too before.

They got out of the car and walked to the entrance to the building Keith carried a brown paper bag which contained his uneaten lunch with a sandwhich a slim jim and a twinkie. when they reached the door he turned around so quickly that she nearly ran into him like when they first met "It's time for a picnic scene," he said softly.

Keith flashed a wide grin at a security guard at the front desk and said "There he is! Hows it going!?" even though he had never seen nor met the security guard ever in his life. His grin widened at the mans surprised look as Keith and Natalie continued walking to the elevators. While they waited for the elevator Natalie said. "The thing about picnics, they usually take place outside."

"Oh, really?" said keith smartly. "Is that what it says in the official picnic rulebook?" He smirked at Natalies confused shocked expression as the doors opened and they stepped inside the elevator.

Keith was a very on his feet type of person and had to make it seem like they were supposed to be in the building which was a car insurance firm. He just wanted to have a little fun.

"Do you think our check is ready yet?" he asked natalie as two buisiness men get into the elevator after them. Natalie gave him a strange look and continued. "I know, pumpkin love, I'm ticked about it too. Do you believe this shit!? It's been three months since that accident!..the nerve..."

A bell dinged and the doors opened when Keith and Natalie walked out of the elevator he purposfully walked with a limp so that no one would notice them as much. He has observed over time that people turned a blind eye to other with physical abnormalities. (Like a shaved head on a perfectly normal looking boy)

"Bone graphs are really starting to kick in now" he muttered loud enough for natalie to hear as they walked through the office room When they reached the door to another room Natalie whispered "Take me back to school now!"

"Oh yeah," said Keith. "Let's go back to the library and finish lab report in a safe acceptable way like everybody else." He smirked again as he opened the door being a gentleman and allowed her to enter first.

Inside the room was a small conference room Keith flung himself onto one of the chairs and propped his feet up onto the table as if he lived there. Keith worked his way through the first piece of jerky dipped in twinkie cream wanting to start some type of conversation he was unable to stand the silence, Keith offered a freshly dipped jerky. Natalie looked up and saw the food and made a disgusted face. "That's disgusting." Keith shrugged and bit into the jerky.

Silence filled the room until Natalie broke the silence and said "My dad used to work in a building like this."

He looked at her surprised, "Really? an accountant?..a salesman?.. a norwegian fisherman?"

Natalie shook her head "Districs manager for a phone company... your not very good at reading minds."

"Well that's cause I wasn't really trying," said Keith. Then an idea struck him and he rolled his chair closer to her, put his hand on top of her head and closed his eyes. "He manages stacks of paper," he began in a whisper. "Moving them from side to side, every day, he hates his job. When he was your age he dreamed of going to Duke but they rejected him. So he poured over every detail of you application, night after night after you finally got it right. Natalie Anderson, the star of the household, who loved being the center of attention. She just wished it didn't mean having to play tennis every day" He paused and asked, "How am I doing?" he opened his eyes and saw how shocked her face looked and he knew he had been correct on every detail. Most of it had come from observation and his research on her.

A woman walked into the room and asked what they were doing in the room. Natalie made up a lie about how they were waiting for a business man to return and she went away with a suspicious look at them. Once she left Keith said "Goddamn that Richardson" in a soft tone.

"Yeah" Natalie grinned mischevously. "Who does he think he is? That little monkey!"

"Im sick of this shit!" Keith cried leaping to his feet. "Were goin' straight to the top, baby. We're gettin' his little monkey ass FIRED!!!"

Natalie giggled at his outburst and he sat back down.

Shortly after they were escorted out of the building by two security guards, no doubt because of Keith's yelling and the fact that they weren't supposed to be there anyway.