The Lamb and the Lion
Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 11:55 am
Wednesday the 12th
She'd been distracted all through history class. Mr. Norris had even needed to grab her attention with a sharp "Miss Jacobs!" after she hadn't responded, leading to much flustered stammering while several classmates snickered.
If one student in particular had so much as chuckled along, that probably would have ended her plans on the spot, but he had given her a slightly concerned (and sympathetic?) look instead. That was how she found herself meekly forging her way after him when class ended. "Um, Diego?"
"Hm? Ah... si, Joni?"
"I um... I was..."
She stalled out. Of course. Even with both Alex and Aura trying to push her into this, she was going to chicken out.
It had been Joni's idea that she should try asking someone this year, but Alex had pointed to Diego of all people, noting he was Christian, friendly, and available. "Good-looking" and "charmingly accented" were left unvoiced; Joni felt totally out of her league.
"I was wo..."
Then Aura had actually pulled out those cards to see how it would work out, and drawn the Strength card. A woman with one hand on a lion (like the one on Diego's armor), totally unafraid. Aura had called it "fated" after that and insisted Joni had to ask. That had made no sense to Joni, because wasn't there some fated things between Diego and Aura already? (That was why Joni had asked Aura permission to, well, ask in the first place, even if she didn't seem to like Diego at all. And, okay, any excuse not to go through with asking Diego, but that had backfired nicely.)
And to top it all off, one of the two, probably Aura, had scribbled that "lion tamer" message on the mirror, and Joni thanked God that no one else was in the bathroom when she spotted it and squeaked.
She chewed on her lip. Diego was giving her a confused look; he probably thought she was a moron. "Es something wrong?"
"Was w-wondering..."
She took a couple frosty breaths. You're a lion tamer, she told herself. You're not meek little Joni, you're a strong lion tamer. A strong lion tamer. Just ask!
"Wouldyouliketogotothestrongliontamerwithme?"
...Joni wasn't the type to swear even in her head, which was a shame sometimes. This would have been an excellent time for it.
She'd been distracted all through history class. Mr. Norris had even needed to grab her attention with a sharp "Miss Jacobs!" after she hadn't responded, leading to much flustered stammering while several classmates snickered.
If one student in particular had so much as chuckled along, that probably would have ended her plans on the spot, but he had given her a slightly concerned (and sympathetic?) look instead. That was how she found herself meekly forging her way after him when class ended. "Um, Diego?"
"Hm? Ah... si, Joni?"
"I um... I was..."
She stalled out. Of course. Even with both Alex and Aura trying to push her into this, she was going to chicken out.
It had been Joni's idea that she should try asking someone this year, but Alex had pointed to Diego of all people, noting he was Christian, friendly, and available. "Good-looking" and "charmingly accented" were left unvoiced; Joni felt totally out of her league.
"I was wo..."
Then Aura had actually pulled out those cards to see how it would work out, and drawn the Strength card. A woman with one hand on a lion (like the one on Diego's armor), totally unafraid. Aura had called it "fated" after that and insisted Joni had to ask. That had made no sense to Joni, because wasn't there some fated things between Diego and Aura already? (That was why Joni had asked Aura permission to, well, ask in the first place, even if she didn't seem to like Diego at all. And, okay, any excuse not to go through with asking Diego, but that had backfired nicely.)
And to top it all off, one of the two, probably Aura, had scribbled that "lion tamer" message on the mirror, and Joni thanked God that no one else was in the bathroom when she spotted it and squeaked.
She chewed on her lip. Diego was giving her a confused look; he probably thought she was a moron. "Es something wrong?"
"Was w-wondering..."
She took a couple frosty breaths. You're a lion tamer, she told herself. You're not meek little Joni, you're a strong lion tamer. A strong lion tamer. Just ask!
"Wouldyouliketogotothestrongliontamerwithme?"
...Joni wasn't the type to swear even in her head, which was a shame sometimes. This would have been an excellent time for it.