Haidey ran a hand through his messy brown hair, leaning against the side of the science building. He was waiting for Percy to come out- he normally ditched sixth and waited for her so they could go to seventh together. If it weren't for Perce, he'd probably just ditch seventh as well, but any time spent with Percy was time spent well, in his eyes. He straightened and waited somewhat patiently by the door as the school bell rang and people started to pour out. //sorry for taking so long >_<
Percy pulls her sweatshirt sleeves down, slipping her beanie back on over her head. She throws her back over her shoulder and she walks out,popping her gum. When she turns the corner towards where Haidey normally waits for her she smiles. “Hey babe.” she says smiling, standing on her tiptoes to kiss him on the lips. “How was your time out in the cold? Nice like you always say?” she slips her hand into his and tugs him in the direction of the next class. “How was your day? Not too boring was it? Your days always seem better and more interesting than mine.”
"Let’s just go. I don’t wanna talk about books on my night out with my boyfriend." She says and waves a hand as if to dismiss the topic. They arrive to the movies and she’s sensing some tension between the two of them so she says nothing and just holds his hand, ducking under his hand as he holds the door open for her. Haidey was the handsy type, who liked to hold her waist, or an arm around he shoulder. When he went to get tickets, when she was getting her soda an candy he was always right there. She didn’t mind, though because she liked that he wanted to touch her that much, how much he wanted others to know she was his. "I’m sorry about being snappy, earlier." She says quietly to him when they sit down in their seats her back against his chest, since the seats had a center that pulled up. She looks up at him, hoping he’d say something, anything to her.
"Kay," he says, not pushing her. That wouldn’t be good for either of them, he knew. He takes her hand when she offers it, and keeps her close at the theater. Because though he wants to ignore it, he can see all the guys- jocks and hipsters, he guessed, from their clothes- looking at them. At /her/, as if thinking, Hey, she can do better than /that/! And the adults giving him criticizing looks and her pitiful ones, as if she was stuck with him or he was forcing her with him or something. Which he wasn’t. At all. They wanted to be together, if only others understood that. He gently wraps his hands around her her waist when they sit down. He looks at her almost in surprise when she tells him she’s sorry. He’d almost forgotten about it, because of all the looks everyone was giving him. Come to think of it, he thought, she probably thought he was mad or upset with her because he hasn’t said anything and had been tense. That had nothing to do with her. He ducks his head to give her a small kiss on her forehead. "It’s okay. I love everything about you, even that. And it’s not like I’m any easier to deal with."
"You are though." she says disagreeing with a shake of the head. "Your very easy to deal with, but I make it difficult for you alot.. but it’s only because I care, I hope you know that." She glances up at him, a confident smile on her lips. "You tolerate me more than you should have to. And I’m really sorry that I’ve been a handful. It’s just I’m busy with school work and all the classes, trying to get enough sleep and having a social life, helping out around our apartment. I’m just tired, and I feel like I’ve been snappier because of it. So I’m sorry. For being a very shitty girlfriend, because you don’t deserve it."
She lifts her head up to him then, kissing him square on the lips. Their lips move effortlessly together, and she smiles against his lips while she keeps kissing him. She pulls away to breath, and smiles widely at him. “I love you, Haidey. So much.”