Check Yes or No | Stucky - Unedited

~Darling~

The light scratching of pencils on paper filled James' ears, he was in his second period class. The longer the class dragged on, the more James wanted to burn all of his notes, and his eyes.
He had never been one to sit in a classroom for hours on end and listen to someone drab on about absolutely nothing. Only to make things worse, he would finish early and have to wait for at least half an hour.
In a last attempt to kill the devilish beast many called boredom, he tore a paper in half and wrote a note.

Do you want to go out with me?
Yes □ or no □
~B

He finished signing his middle initial and folded the torn paper in half. There wasn't many people in the class and the teacher didn't pay much attention to the students, as long as there wasn't noise.
James tapped the shoulder of the person in front of him and handed him the note. For some reason James didn't care who it went to, he was hoping it would be Natasha. But whoever it would go to, he knew he'd be happy.
The note reached Natasha,  but instead of her keeping it, she passed it to Steve.
Steve, being the introvert that he was, looked around suspiciously and quickly opened the note. He stared for quite some time before checking one of the boxes.
James didn't have a good view but it seemed like he wrote something else too. Steve folded the note, handed it to Natasha and she handed it to the kid in front of James.
James opened the note with the strongest thought of the 'no' box being checked, but to his suprise Steve had checked 'yes'.
He'd also written

When n where, pal.

James thought for a moment, he didn't think he'd get that far. There was a café in town but the coffee was garbage, and the only cheap restaurant that seemed like "first date chic" was absolutely not a good place to go. Unless you wanted a horrible case of the projectile vomits.
They lived in a small town, so there wasn't many options. And it was winter, so walks were out of the question.

James thought for at least 15 minutes before scribbling down
'Meet me at the band room door after 4th period today.
~B'

James knew that there was no point signing with a pseudonym, but he enjoyed referring to himself as Bucky rather than James. Finally pleased with the date plan, he folded it and passed it to the kid.

Steve smiled when he received the new note, he wrote a small reply and handed it back to Natasha.
The note fiasco, if that's what you wanted to call it, kept James distracted enough that he didn't realize how much time had passed. He'd spent more that 10 minutes deciding where to take Steve out.
Steve took time in his replies, adding more time for James' imagination to be active and not leave him bored.

The bell dismissed the class and James walked out quickly, not wanting to spend an extra minute in the classroom than he needed to.
During the short lunch of about 30 minutes, James spent time in the band room with his other friends. They would stay in a small room with a piano and a few extra chairs and talk.

Tony and Sam had the job of going and waiting in the room until James and Natasha got there.
Today was no exception to their little system. The room was quite large, but not as big as the larger rooms. Tony was playing a slow song on the piano, only to be recognized as Truce, while Sam sat patiently on the bench beside him. James was careful not to disrupt Tonys playing when he opened the door. Sam craned his head and smiled at James, still not making any noise.
The lunches they spent in the room were mostly quiet and calm, except for the few where they laughed and joked a little too excessively.

The group had made their mark on the room, despite only having been there for a few years. The piano had a piece of a peanut shoved in the keyhole at the top, inside there was a racy drawing done by Sam of Steve and James.
When Natasha joined them, she had a strange habit of sitting on the floor near the piano, and the revets on her jeans had made long dark marks on the white walls.
There was a cardboard fry box on top of the emergency light that had been thrown up in a contest, but never retrieved.
When James and Tony clean the room every once and a while they move the piano and sweep in the back. There's a grape that had molded itself to the floor and refuses to let go.