Hathoway was prattling on with his back to the class and Jax had spied Meidah from afar. Bored, he duck through the aisles to slid into the empty chair next to her. His hair, recently washed and without any style, lay soft against his forehead, bouncing everywhere. "Hey," he said with a grin.
Meidah peered at the board. "Viola's posing as a guy, Olivia has the hots for her, Sebastian and Antonio are totally gay for each other, Orsino's obsessed with Olivia... what else is there to know? I'm going to sleep."
The bell rang as soon as he said that. Meidah displayed a look of confusion, not being able to remember him. Then it turned into a look of realisation, and then distorted into one of anger. She snatched her bag and stormed off out of the classroom.
He caught her fist easily and he looked surprise, "now, I'd bust out the line "any friend of 'Xander is a friend of mine' but if I don't know if I want to be friends with someone so violent. Sheesh, what'd I ever do to you?"
He raised an eyebrow before gently pushing her back, "then chill, I just want to talk, not fight. See, that gives me a negative aura." In all reality, he was low on sugar levels and wouldn't last long if he began to exert himself.
He looked over to her, silent for a moment. As he was diabetic...stuff like coffee, that gets his heart racing, was never really an option. "Didn't like the taste," he replied, "it was too bitter for me."
"It's always too bitter for everyone at first, to be honest," said Meidah after politely dismissing the waiter. "As for me, the only reason I continued drinking coffee even after I found out how horribly bitter it is was because someone told me there was no way I'd ever like it. Then I eventually grew accustomed to the taste."
Meidah shrugged. "I'm only ever motivated by spite." Her eyes turned to the doors of the café and the smile dropped from her face. "You've got to be kidding me." Striding through the doors of the café was none other than Braxton Ivenmeyer.
Braxton shrugged. "It seemed like a nice café, so I thought I might as well check it out since I wasn't busy. I must say, I'm not too surprised to find you here Jax." He then glanced at Meidah and raised an eyebrow. "I am surprised to see her, though."
He casted a quick glance between them, "I'm widening her horizan. I think I'm succeeding too. I don't want to keep you back, though, if you're just checking it out then you're probably on your way somewhere. Meidah thinks the americano" he used a weird accent for the word, flunctuating at the 'ana', "will be good."
He turned his back on Braxton for a moment, raising an eyberow at Meidah before looking back at him, "she can be quite fun when she wants to be. I don't really see anything that would stop me from being around her. She has a habit of trying to punch me, though."
Braxton shrugged. "I presume you haven't heard about that kid who got hospitalised because of her?" Before Meidah could intervene, Braxton merely chuckled. "Well, you know your friends better than I would, Jax. I'll see you around." On that note, he turned around and promptly left.
"I'm not really sure how I got in, people just told me and I went with it," he said with a onesided shrug, "I'm still wondering what we do. Maybe we go to strip clubs and throw money at the people. That's what rich people usually do."
"Sounds fun," said Meidah with sarcasm evident in her tone. The waiter returned with their coffee and salad. After thanking the waiter, she indulged in her coffee. Her eyes widened. "Whoa! This coffee is actually amazing!"
He gave her a lazy grin, before taking another bite, "because I like your company. You're kind of funny." He rubbed his chin with his knuckles, "i don't like boring people but they're kind of everywhere."
"I'm funny?" Considering no one has called Meidah that, she didn't know how to react. She felt a weird combination of flattered and flustered, so she tried to keep that hidden. "And you like my company? Well, that's a first."
"I don't really see it either." Meidah shrugged. "Then again, until today I've only ever known you as that one party guy. I didn't expect you to be so..." Fun to talk to, Meidah wanted to say. "Easy to make conversation with, I guess."
"If a murder occurs, the only thing people are going to assume the victim is my virginity," he observed. He wasn't a virgin, god knows he wasn't, but he thought Meidah might take offence if he said her virginity.