Tory drummed her fingers on the table, looking around the half filled place. Even when the prices had gone sky high after Adagia's pizza got known over the Sicilian pizzas, it was a pretty popular spot to hang out after school and eat some good ol'pizza. It was friday night, and most of the students around her were either Juniors or Seniors, with a couple of Sophmores here and there, like herself, and she had nodded at a few people that were in the Royals, as she looked at her watch ever other minute. She had slided a note under Aubrey's door room, saying:

Pizzeria Adagia
7 o'clock. Not optional.

She knew he'd probably find it silly or whatever, but she wasn't really bothered, she only hoped he'd come. It was alot like her, to simply warn him it was night out and go wait. Yes, it could be a slightly annoyinh habits, but it wasn't like she did it with everyone. Actually she only did it with Nic, so yeah. She would stick her hand in... well, fire wouldn't make much of an effect, so lets say boiling water as he would come soon, even if it was just to tell her that she was an idiot. Her watched said he had still five minutes to deadline, but her stomach was crying over the delicious smell coming from the kitchen and everyone elses table.

Getting comfortable, she tapped her feet on the ground, her patience slowly fadding with hunger, although she would last a few hours like this if she had too, she just prefered not too. She wasn't looking all vey fancy, just tight black skinny jeans and green converse shoes, a pink t-shirt with a Pink Floyd loggo, that was hidden by a warm green jacket and her hair was loosly curled and falling on her shoulders. She gazed at the big window with hopeful eyes, trying to ignore the magnificent pizza that the waitress had just passed by with. The snowy weather really pleased her, probably some ironic twist of fate over her fire power. Sometimes she really wished she could control water or ice instead, it was just so pretty in her eyes. Shiny.

She liked the Adagia pizza place. It was a comfortable and sort of homely place, without beng too parent-like for her, it just seemed to be aimed to please teens who just wanted to hang out with their friends and have a good time. She had a few birthday dinners there, and she smiled at herself, remembering stupid jokes and funny memories. God, she was hungry.

Abe was writing down some thoughts when he noticed a lonely piece of paper folded by his door. He set down his notebook before getting to his feet and walking over to the door with a smirk. He crouched down to scoop up the paper and opened it. The handwriting was that of Tory's and Abe smiled. Just like her. He stood up full height again and threw the piece of paper away as he pulled his t-shirt over his head to change.

Abe closed the door behind him after grabbing his coat. He'd changed about an hour ago before finishing his homework, and so he was ready to walk to the pizzeria. He now wore a green and grey striped shirt with some dark jeans, and he began pulling on his black coat as he headed down to the street.

It was dark out by now, since it was almost winter and all. The air was nippy, so he buttoned up his coat as he walked down the sidewalk. Now why did I forget my gloves? The cold weather wasn't suiting him today, but he'd walk it for Tory any day.

Abe opened the door to the pizzeria and whiffed up the delicious aromas. He removed his redding hands from his coat pockets as he pulled it off, looking for Tory. He spotted her sitting alone and walked over with a big smile. "Hey there dork," he greeted as he took the seat across from her. "You look irritated, am I right? I don't think I'm late." He took her hand and looked at the watch upon her smooth wrist. "Nope."

He looked her over properly this time. "You look adorable Tory." He called over the waiter and ordered a large mozz without asking Tory what she wanted. He knew she wouldn't care, she looked starving. Though she would probably make a big fuss over the whole situation anyway. "So why am I here?" He knew she only wanted to hang out with him, but it was always fun to hear her response.

Tory looked at the blonde boy in front of her and rolled her eyes at his words,"Don't hey dork me, Sparky,"She concaled an amused smile, much like a grin, and pulled off an annoyed look,"I'm hungry, this is not my irritated expression, it's the I'm-So-Hungry-And-Abe-Insn't-Here face, okay Sparky?,"She eyed her own clock and noticed that, as usual, he qas quite on time, but deciding to over look that detail, she crossed her arms and gazed at him as he sat down.

"You are so not getting me with compliments,"She said this, but absent mindely she curled the end of her hair her finger slightly, and watched him ask for food. As soon as she realized what had happened, as the waitor wlaked away, she raised her eyebrows at him,"What? What was that?,"She pointed at the waitor and shaked her hand,"You did not just order food without me, did you Sparky?,"She quieted down when he asked her why she had asked him to meet her there and supressed the urge to roll her eyes. Why did he have to be such a teaser, for Pizza's sake?,"Well, my uber hot top model didn't wanna come here, you know, he likes to keep his drop dead stunning figure, and all my other wonderful friends are so busy doing their oh so wonderful things, so I decided to ask you, you know how it is,"Sshe waved her hand dismissvely, and grinned at him. She just wanted to hang out a little.