In Theory -Mr. Charming && Open-

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& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

There was something so very naughty about sneaking and eating a pomegranate in the public library. Luckily it was pretty easy to conceal, as she nibbled the seeds discreetly while reading the Biography of John Forbes Nash Jr. It was meant for her English report on an influential person on today's culture. A report and diagram were necessary to get the full A, which meant SuChin was working for two as she would be doing his as well. She would probably pick someone like Axel Rose or Nikki Sixx for his, but she personally was torn between Albert Einstein or the brilliant Mr. Nash, leaning towards the latter.

SuChin Bae loved the library, especially the Non-Fiction section, where she could sit mostly alone and smell the sweet mustiness of the aged texts. In front of her were a few books: two on calculus, one on physics, another on Darwinism. Ahh, how nice it was to live in the modern world with fact based logic. She would have loathed a great deal to live in the middle ages, where sneezing could 'invite demons' and if you became sick with plauge your best bet was to pray. How horrific.

Shifting a little, and wishing it hadn't been so hot outside (prompting her to wear shorts) and cold in here (causing said legs to be covered in goosebumps) she tried to cover her legs with her flannel shell, which covered her gray tee shirt. Her black rimmed reading glasses sat precariously on the tip of her nose, completely ignoring the hooligans laughing at boobs on various pieces of ancient sculptures. Her flip flops sat on the floor as her legs were tucked in beneath her, and she occasionally reached in to take a few pomegranate seeds from the container in her bag. Looking cozy and content, a soft smile faded on to her face.

At least until the hooligans began rough housing, knocking into her table and causing a few of her books to fall on the floor. Annoyed she stood up and let out a deep sigh, thinking of how the idiots should go and put their heads in the deep fryers at their McJobs were they'd be doomed to reside the rest of their lives. Sitting on her knees on the floor, SuChin gathered her books bitterly.

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TAGGED,, Zack and Open
OUTFIT,, CLICK
MUSIC,, Jewel :: Fragile Flame
NOTES,, ohai
TEMPLATE,, by PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION

[ZACK CHARMING]

RAIN SOAKED AND VOICE CHOKED
LIKE SILENT SCREAMING IN A DREAM
I SEARCH FOR AN ABSOLUTE DISTINCTION

Zack shoved his way through the crowd of pedestrians meandering around in front of the steps like the obtuse, thick-headed deficients that they were.He dodged the prehistoric security system that he probably could have dismantled, scattered around the library, relocated, recalibrated, and reassembled while the insensate imbecile of a security guard was still trying to figure out how to use a walkee-talkee.

H

[/color]e pulled up a chair at the nearest cubicle and within tetraseconds had hacked the mainframe of the library’s database and was cursorily scanning the vast listings. Sure, he could’ve just used the card catalog, but where was the fun in that?

H[/color]e nodded and flashed his signature grin at the librarian who was eyeing him suspiciously, then watched as her beady eyes returned to her desk and her fingers resumed their scribbling. She was probably doodling pictures of imaginary boyfriends on kitten stationery, he speculated, returning to the task at hand.

Z[/color]ack never did research for school projects and certainly didn’t intend to make a practice of it, but this dissertation-like commission for AP Physics class (which he was technically taking and acing, though he’d only attended three or four classes throughout the course of the year) happened to require a slight brushing-up on of his Astrophysics knowledge database, which he had to admit was slightly lacking. Relatively speaking. Luckily, he knew of the antidote to the aforementioned conundrum. It was a book he’d skimmed through in second or third grade but discarded for its complete and utter irrelevance to physics in general.

It also happened to be checked out of the library. Damn. Zack shut down the computer irritably, irked but not to the point of vexation. Perhaps there’d be a good Pascal, Bohr, or Doppler text in the reference section. Zack’s slender frame swayed back and forth as he squeezed through the shelves and tables, making his way steadily through the repulsive heaps of Chick Lit towards the more voluminous, pragmatic texts in the far back.

But wait. What on Earth was this? Zack stopped and retraced his steps hurriedly. Yes…that was it. The spine of Einstein’s Investigations on the New Theory of Molecular Dimensions was lying haphazardly across the table. Zack narrowed his eyes. Well well well.

Zack darted across the library, ducking and dodging tables, students, and scholars, sliding into a seat across from the woman adjacent to the book. “Excuse me,” he said, and realizing she wasn’t quite bad looking, he narrowed his eyes libidinously. “Is that the publication I think it is?”

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& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

As SuChin piled the books back on to the table from the floor, a male voice pipped in behind her. Now, SuChin was a strong believer in: To Assume makes and ASS out of U and ME, but she was far too annoyed to think too much on such clever wordplay. Why, those hoodlums were treating ancient Mesopotamian art as if it were common pornography! Had they no shame? Not only did they knock her books and carefully taken notes onto the floor, but one actually had the gall to speak to her!

"Well," She said with some tartness, though her voice was still soft spoken and had its usual undertone of shyness. "Unless you are interested in Molecular Physics and Theoretical Chemistry that is largely based on quantum mechanics that are essential for the understanding of the chemical bond." What are the chances someone as young as he would have interest in such a thing? "Then no."

Looking at him with her jaw squared in annoyance, she noted that he was good looking. Though she would have liked to say that this had no effect on her, SuChin was a sucker for a good looking, and her face softened ever so slightly. But she wasn't about to take back what she said, at least not if he was one of the boys who were just tittering like ignoramuses. Her dark eyes glanced over to the boys, who had settled at a table across the way, playing paper football and snickering like idiots, being shushed by a passing library attendants. Scoffing softly, SuChin reburied her head behind the biography of John Knox. She couldn't wait to get her college applications in. The mere idea of the resources a college lab would give her was simply awe inspiring.

Of course there was some guilt, when she picked up Applications to Dartmouth and Princeton. Going to an Ivy league school would mean leaving Drake behind, something she hadn't even brought up with him. Either he would respond with indifference (which would hurt), or anger (also hurt), or sadness (still more hurt). She could always go to J. Barrie, but her parents would know why she was doing it, and they would be most displeased. Sighing heavily, SuChin tried to focus on her book.

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WORDS,, word count
TAGGED,, Zack and Open
OUTFIT,, CLICK
MUSIC,, Jewel :: Fragile Flame
NOTES,, ohai
TEMPLATE,, by PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION

[ZACK CHARMING]

RAIN SOAKED AND VOICE CHOKED
LIKE SILENT SCREAMING IN A DREAM
I SEARCH FOR AN ABSOLUTE DISTINCTION

Molecular physics and theoretical chemistry largely based on quantum mechanics essential for the understanding of the chemical bond.
Really now. Why on Earth could someone like him possibly have the slightest smidgen of an interest in anything remotely pertaining to any of those subjects? It wasn’t as if he’d recognized or expressed interested in an Einstein text or anything. A fairly eminent Einstein text, for that matter. The girl had said it herself.

“I

[/color]’m sorry,” he replied curtly. “I wasn’t aware that you were such an illustrious connoisseur on the subject of disciplines in which I am interested. My mistake. Next time I select a treatise in which to invest my time, I’ll be sure to consult you to make sure that said treatise is within my capabilities.”

Z[/color]ack brushed a few strands of hair from his forehead and looked the girl over, making his usual perfunctory reconnaissance. She was quite short, he concluded, though she seemed to radiate a confident air from all five feet of her colossus (or 156 centimeters, since Zack considered the United States Customary System the most expendable, unavailing doctrine ever conceptualized by humans). Her eyes caught her attention: they reminded Zack of some sort of stupid little animal, scurrying back and forth across the page of the book she was reading. She seemed curious-looking, gregarious, but with a sort of curious connotation, almost inquisitive.


Still, no inundation of pulchritude or cerebral capacity could change the fact that this girl had his book. His book. Zackary Morgan Charming’s book, which was needed specifically for a physics class that Zack may or may not have needed a slight brushing up in. This needed to be remedied, and quickly at that.


”So. I’m just going to take this then.” He yanked the necessary lexicon from the girl’s pile. “Good luck with…eh.” His dexterous mind had already lost interest, jumping to the next topic, which happened to be, fittingly, the new theory of molecular dimensions. He settled for a wink and a princess wave before hurrying towards the nearest cubicle. [/color][/b]

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& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

Oh dear. Yes, this must be the infamous Zack Charming, she could tell from the needless use of large words. SuChin was blessed with a wide vocabulary, but she didn't shove it in everyone's faces as if to say: Hey world? Guess what? I'm smarter than you! While Su did not share the same bitterness as a great majority of girls at school did, who were callously shot down by Sudly McGee here; she did have one indeed. Had it not been for Zack Charming, she would be Frank L. Baum's Valedictorian. Instead it went to this guy, who did not need to do homework for an entire other person, and received an A- because she had hurried through hers. So now she was Salutatorian, which was a fancy way of saying second best.

And then he did the unthinkable, he TOOK THE BOOK SHE HAD JUST CHECKED OUT NOT AN HOUR AGO! Su watched as he carried on business as usual to his own seat, her mouth slightly agape. She was completely out of her element here. What was she to do? What would Drake do? Probably punch him in the face. What would Veronica do? ....Same. Instead of pondering the fact that she needed to associate with less violent people, Su rose to her feet and decided to wing it. He did seem to deserve a punch in the face, might knock him off his gilded white horse for a minute, but Su was not a fan of violence unless absolutely necessary. Also, had she punched him, it would have basically the same effect as a fly hitting his face at full speed.

Walking up to his cubicle, she cleared her throat softly. Probably too softly as she could barely here it. "Excuse me. It seems you took my book. That I just checked out. Without asking." Her soft voice was a cocktail of being offended and an austere coolness; though an undertone of nervousness did seem apparent. Su truly loathed confrontation. After nothing happened, Su's patience wore thin. "So," Even her angered voice was quiet, a bit more than a normal person raising their voice. "I'll just be taking it back then."

And just as she promised, she took the book right out of his hands, and turned on heel, causing her dark hair to move with her body. It was a small victory, but SuChin was pleased with it. She sat back down at her table and nestled the retrieved book between The works of Sir George Biddell Airy and Everything is Statistics, by John Aitchison, before continuing her reading.

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WORDS,, word count
TAGGED,, Zack and Open
OUTFIT,, CLICK
MUSIC,, Jewel :: Fragile Flame
NOTES,, ohai
TEMPLATE,, by PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION

[ZACK CHARMING]

RAIN SOAKED AND VOICE CHOKED
LIKE SILENT SCREAMING IN A DREAM
I SEARCH FOR AN ABSOLUTE DISTINCTION

Nugatory altercations with vexatiously eloquent girls. The beautifully vapid works of Einstein. Molecular physics and graciously simplistic scientific prospecti to quietly disagree with at leisure. Ho hum.

Z

[/color]ack located his usual chair in the back of the library. “Nothing to see here,” he called loudly to the librarian, who was raising her eyes suspiciously at him like one of those nauseatingly attractive female protagonists in the exceedingly thrilling action movies that Pixar spewed out every thirty seconds. “I’m just here in my private, sketchy corner in which to perform decidedly enigmatic actions with illegal substances.” He held up his newly acquired text, tapping his fingers against the tattered cover. “See this decrepit tome? It’s actually made of ‘mary jane.” He created imaginary quotations in the air, speaking slowly as if to a small child. “And not only am I in possession of such substance, but I am going to ‘snuff’ it. You watch.” Zack winked conspiratorially before pulling the book open.

T[/color]he librarian’s face turned bright red and she glared menacingly at him. Zack chuckled to himself, settling into his chair and digging into his lexicon. Granted, it had been penned by that muttonhead Albert Einstein, and Zack could pick holes in his theories and postulates the size of VY Canis Majoris. But it stood to reason that such renditions of infinitesimal concepts were ideal reading for laughs and giggles, as well as refresher courses in a number of disciplines. Such as Astrophysics and the like.


Zack ran a finger over the lines on the page, allowing his brain to absorb the words like a sponge. He could feel the chaotic infinity of his void streaming to inflate his consciousness, when something cold and hard jerked him back to reality.

"Excuse me. It seems you took my book. That I just checked out. Without asking."

Zack blinked a few times, reassimilating himself into the concrete monotony of the mortal world. “Jeepers. It’s deduction of the century. Why didn’t you write this book? Coulda given ol’ Einstein a run for his money.”

“I'll just be taking it back then." And a second later the book was gone.

For a single, rare instant, Zack Charming was speechless. Then his intuition kicked in again. “Hey hey hey, watch yourself, hon. You’re treading on thin ice. Bet you can’t even understand half of the sedimentary feces in that book.”

He rolled his eyes and heaved himself up from his chair, throwing another wink at the librarian on his way towards the place that penurious female specimen had retreated to. "Don't worry!" he called cheerily, patting his pocket. "I still got my grizzly. You won't miss out."

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& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

Oh, this guy was really asking for it. Su knew she wasn't the prettiest girl in the world, and sure, when it came to sense about Guys she could be a bit sharper. But one thing she was confident about was that she was smart. How dare he talk to her like she was just a child. He had some nerve! What gave him the right to talk to people like that? And it wasn't just her, but the librarian. Oh! She had half the mind to chuck a book right at his smug, kinda cute, but so irritatingly smug face.

"Hon?" She asked, her voice filled with prickled indignation. "Did you just-" She was beyond words, as her dark eyes flared dangerously. Snapping her book shut, she grabbed the book he so deeply wanted and held it up for him to take. However, her irritating prick level was so far past gone she decided to just drop it on the table and stand up to greet him. "You know what, Mr. Charming?" Su's arms crossed across her chest, the goosebumbs over her body seeming to stand ever so higher in her rage. "You can go right on a head and take the book. Mind you, had you had the decency to simply ask like a human being, I might have given it to you without all this fuss."

The librarian looked at SuChin, seeming to be torn between shushing her and enjoying watching Zack get chewed out. "But don't you dare insult my intelligence. Just because I don't find the need to use absurdly large words in everyday conversation to prove that I'm smarter than everybody does not mean I lack the means too." As Su's dark hair fell in her face, her cheeks began to pink in her rage. She was so sick of this! People thinking they could walk all over her just because she was a little quiet. Not just Zack! Drake, Veronica, EVERYBODY! She was just sick of it.

"So please, by all means, take the book. I don't want it, and I've read it anyway. And personally, I'm a bigger fan of John Knox. But I swear, if you ever 'Hon' me again, I'll... Oh, I'll-" Her frustration was apparent, though she hated to admit that he had gotten the better of her. Really, no matter what she said, he would surely just turn it around. Or he'd dismiss it completely and simply call her an idiot. Quite frankly she did not want to deal with it. "Just take the book, and go sit alone in your corner feeling all self important."

And with that SuChin sat down and returned to her book quietly, not sure if she felt better or not.

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WORDS,, word count
TAGGED,, Zack and Open
OUTFIT,, CLICK
MUSIC,, Jewel :: Fragile Flame
NOTES,, ohai
TEMPLATE,, by PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION

[ZACK CHARMING]

RAIN SOAKED AND VOICE CHOKED
LIKE SILENT SCREAMING IN A DREAM
I SEARCH FOR AN ABSOLUTE DISTINCTION

The girl’s face inflated like an incensed balloon. Her knuckles clenched, tendons pressing against the skin as if struggling to break free.

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O[/color]hoho. Well wasn’t this getting good.

"Y[/color]ou can go right on a head and take the book. Mind you, had you had the decency to simply ask like a human being, I might have given it to you without all this fuss."[/i]

“H[/color]ow perfectly complacent of you.” Zack stretched forward and grasped the book. “I’ll be having that back now.” He shrugged, flipping the cover back open. The paper felt cool and musty in his hands, the way that old, useful books often did. He felt the pull of the words on his mind, but he retained his attention for a few minutes more, so as to settle his score with the girl. “I mean, I’ve got a book now, with which to refresh myself on Astrophysics. But hey, as long as you’ve filled your daily quota of decency, everything’s fine, right? God knows that decency is the absolute most important thing when passing one’s classes with flying colors. More important, even, than lexicon such as this.” He grinned, immersing himself in his book.

"But don't you dare insult my intelligence. Just because I don't find the need to use absurdly large words in everyday conversation to prove that I'm smarter than everybody does not mean I lack the means too."[/i]

A[/color]h yes. Back to the drawing board, as seemed to always be the case. Still, for some reason, Zack wasn’t as aggravated as he should have been. Really, to put a pneumonic on it, he was more…amused. Almost as if the two of them were engaged a game of chess, playing their various pieces towards each other’s defenses and such, but were at last drawing to a stalemate. He almost enjoyed her impudence, the way that she managed to stuff such naiveté and yet such eloquence into her statements.

S[/color]he possessed the intelligence quotient, certainly, but perhaps not the experience. Or perhaps not the experience so much as the appropriate vehicle for it. A subtle grin played at the corners of his mouth as he mulled over the possibilities here. The places this specimen’s intellect could carry her, if only she weren’t so closed in by the parameters of “modesty” and “decency”. If only, if only.

"S[/color]o please, by all means, take the book.”[/i] Zack rolled his eyes. “You really do take pride in repetition, don’t you? I swear that’s the fourth time you’ve said that.” He shook his head, grinning. “Brilliant. No matter.”

“I[/color] don't want it, and I've read it anyway. And personally, I'm a bigger fan of John Knox. But I swear, if you ever 'Hon' me again, I'll... Oh, I'll-"[/i]

Z[/color]ack raised a hand. “Save it, sweetheart.” Then his brain suddenly processed what she’d said. Ah. Now that, of all things, was probably the first thing today that actually irked him. “John Knox?” he asked incredulously. “What, the clergyman? The Form of Prayers and Ministration of the Sacraments Used in the English Congregation at Geneva? Pile of debris if ever there was one.” He shook his head again, still dubious. “John Knox. I ask you. What, are you partial to the dignitary Edward Cullen as well? The wise words of the omnipotent Santa Clause? Same caliber.”

Knox. What was this world coming to?

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