Couple: Tancred and Emma
* This happened when Mr. Boldova was still teaching at Bloors.
A painting, a missing bottle of blue paint, three charcoal sticks, a box of chalk, and an uncompleted drawing. All of this worried Emma Tolly for she had failed to find all of these items (however the painting and drawing were safely stowed away in the art room, they just needed to be completed).
She glumly made her way to the art room, already thinking of multiple dialogues to present to Mr. Boldova, the art teacher. So far, her favorite one was, "I'm sorry Mr. Boldova, but I couldn't find them. If you give me one more day I'm sure I can track them down."
Yes. She thought as she neared the door, opened ajar. That's the best I have.
"I'm sorry Mr. Bo-" she started to say but something halted her. No, not only something, but someone.
"Tancred?" she gasped, her eyes meeting his electrifying gaze. Is it a dream? Is this seriously happening? But there he was. Sitting on a desk, his stormy eyes gleamed at her and his crackling spiky blonde hair greeted her with a series of sparks.
"The one and only." came his reply.
Emma tore her eyes away from him and down to the table in which it supported a load of supplies. In fact, the very same supplies she was hunting for!
"I noticed you were looking for them."
Emma glanced back up at him. She had a crazy urge to smile. He noticed? He noticed her?
Tancred nodded to the supplies. "I went ahead and tracked them down for you." He grinned to himself as he watched Emma's expression.
"You shouldn't have." Emma said, walking towards him and the desk.
"Em, I'm your friend. And that's what friends do."
Emma's smile faltered for a second but then it regained its original happiness, except it looked as if she was smiling half heartedly. Tancred caught that sign and wondered what happened that made her falter.
Emma replayed the words 'that's what friends do' over and over. It was a friendly and generous gesture, for Tancred was usually impatient and him taking his time to locate supplies that Emma was looking for was very nice, but were they friends and only just friends?
Of course. We're only friends, just friends. She thought sadly. She smiled on the outside but on the inside she felt crestfallen.
"So...erm...where's Mr. Boldova?" she stammered, trying to break the awkward silence.
"Er...I, um..." Apparently, Emma wasn't the only one lost for words.
Tancred looked at her for a few seconds and nodded his head dumbly. He watched Emma sigh a little sigh and murmured a quick 'Thank you Tancred.' before she turned and walked away. She was nearly at the door when Tancred suddenly blurted, "Em, wait!"
Emma spun around-her heart lifting slightly, but only just-and listened to Tancred as he said: "How 'bout a movie Saturday?"