Sakura frowns, having been laying on her bed staring at the ceiling and doing nothing at all productive. She should have been... studying, or something. But was she? Of course not. That would be the smart thing to do.
She gets up and opens the door, and makes a face.
"Ed," she says, frowning again. "...hey." Confused? Of course not.
Sakura continued to stare for a minute. "...Mmn, sure..." She moved away from the door. "Where'd you get the idea for pizza?" She squinted. Edward never ceased to surprise her.
Sakura pondered this for a moment. "...smart choice." She smiled lightly and closed the door behind him. Her smile curved into a grin, and she crossed the room to sit on her knees on the floor. "So. You and Al got off easy," she jested.
"I dunno if "lightly" is the best term for it," Edward said, putting the box on the floor in front of Sakura, before dropping easily into a cross-legged position. "Those detentions can be bizarre ... and this 'campus beautification' thing... dunno what that's about, but it can't be good."
"Yeah, I know it. I doubt they'd expell us for that, thou'." Edward grabbed one of the sodas and popped the tab on it. "I'm just glad no one got hurt." He nodded to himself. "And no one seems inclined to kill us. So, all's well that ends well."
Sakura nodded. "Smith seems like a decent principal even if he's scary as shit, so you're probably right." She followed suit, nabbing a soda. "So what possessed you to come here with your pizza, anyway?" She tapped a finger against the top of the soda a moment before popping it open.
Edward shrugged a little sheepishly. "I figure I can't eat the whole pizza by myself." Yes, he can. "And, anyway. I figured I needed to apologize. I didn't mean to wig out on you yesterday."
Sakura eyed him oddly. He could eat that whole pizza and thensome, and she knew it. Watching him over her sodacan, she rolled her eyes, waving one hand dismissively as she swallowed. "Don't worry about it. You were spooked, I'm glad you had somebody to wig at." Yeah, Sakura. 'Cept you were the one that wigged him out in the first place.
Sakura paused, her soda halfway to her mouth again. She made a face. "Oh, shush. You'd be just fine." She leaned forward and pressed her thumb against his forehead, sticking her tongue out at him.
Sakura squinted her eyes closed, laughing silently. "I have no idea," She sat back, snickering. She looked at him sheepishly, then snorted and burst out laughing. "I'm sorry," she mumbled. "I don't know what the hell that was."
"Oh you're one to talk," She rolled her eyes at him, snatching a piece of pizza from the box, belatedly. She stared at him another moment and snickered before gnawing on the crust end of the pizza.
"Oh, I know it. I'm a qualified expert on the very strange. And you're eating your pizza backwards." Edward was in a very good mood. Strange, isn't it?
Sakura snickered into her crust. "Qualified expert," she repeated. "I hear you there." She paused, and took a bite out of her crust pointedly. "And who says I'm eating it backward? There's no wrong way to eat a reece's pizza." she countered, still grinning. It was good to see him in a good mood, it made her a little less uneasy about his behavior the day before.
"Yes there is," Edward said, making a face at her. "You're supposed to eat the goopy stuff first! You don't want it to get cold. Or all over your leather pants."
This particular bout of Edward's unusual sillyness caused Sakura to hold her pizza up in one hand, doubling over and laughing with her other arm wrapped around her middle. She wasn't laughing at him... Or his leather pants Not really.
Sitting up, she shook her head at him, still giggling. "What has gotten into you today?"
Sakura just shook her head and continued to eat her pizza. Once finished, she gnawed on the rim of her sodacan, staring at the carpet somewhere between the pizza box and Edward's knee, her mind obviously elsewhere for a brief moment.
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