Bunny and Danny

"Track? I'm actually in track," Danny said with a little grin, thinking that it would actually be a lot of fun if she joined. He didn't really know many people in track, so it would be rather nice for there to be someone there that he actually wanted to be around. Danny looked at her, raising an eyebrow. "Um....what song?" he asked, feeling completely out of the loop. He put a hand over his shoulder, pouting a little bit and poking her back. "Why wouldn't I be nice to you? You've done nothing to me."

"Me? An ass? No, hun. I'm a bitch, get it straight," Katelynn snorted, opening the door to the dance room. She was the type of girl that liked to say things how they were. Sure, most of the things she said wasn't exactly nice or appropriate, but she preferred to be very open and real with everyone she met. No matter whose feelings it hurt.
She walked over to the lockers in the back of the room, going into one of them and pulling out a big purse. She shuffled through the papers a bit, pulling one out and handing it to him.

"Yay! You should join! It's so boring. There is nobody fun on the team," Danny said, noticing that she took a step away from him so that he couldn't get her back/ "You're funny," he grinned, dropping his bag on the ground, going over and just slinging her over his shoulder. He hung onto her with one arm, poking her in the side with his other hand. "You can't get away! You are forever trapped!" he laughed maniacally, knowing that he had her now.

Katelynn looked at him, a hand on her hip, while he looked through the papers. The way he looked at them confused her a bit. Was he reading the notes or just analyzing her writing? "What's with the look? I mean, you have a naturally weird look on your face anyways, but this one is weird for even you."

"Oh no! You're beating me up. I'm in so much pain that I don't know what to do," Danny snorted, a huge grin on his face. He then took to tickling her side instead of just poking her. "Are you trying to hurt me?" He chuckled, pulling her off of his shoulder, but resuming the barrage of tickles. "That is so mean!"

Katelynn raised an eyebrow a little bit as she looked at him. Nice handwriting? How random. That was like complimenting someone on how rounded the tips of their toes were.
"Actually, I don't need the practice. I might just bug you instead," she said with a little smirk, leaning back against the lockers. "So what made you decide that a nose ring was still in style? I figured that those went out of style among snow boarders when they started getting ripped out of their faces," she said, crossing her arms over her chest.

Danny chuckled, giving her a few more tickles before he moved away from her. "Gosh, you are so loud!" he yelled playfully, giving her a little grin. "So how about that ice cream? I feel like stuffing my face with ice cream and whip cream frosting. And watching chick flicks," he said, completely joking about the last part-- ice cream and frosting sound bomb! If she ended up wanting to watch a chick flick, though, he wouldn't mind. He was used to having a lot of female friends, with having been friend zoned to the extreme, and would always do the stuff with them that their boyfriends didn't want to do.

Katelynn shrugged a bit as he looked at him, giving him a look up and down. He was't too terrible in the look department, but there were quite a few things he could fix. "Honestly, if it was ripped out it would be an improvement. A nose ring is for a teenage prostitute with a horrible drug addiction, and honestly you look more like a pedophile than a prostitute. And for a guy that is constantly participating in sport activities--also known as working out-- your boobs are starting to get rather immense. Seriously man, put on a bra for the sake of the student body."

"Well, considering that I am every girl's favorite just friend, yeah. I watch chick flicks," Danny chuckled as he picked his bag up off the ground and slung back over his shoulder. "I also show up at my female friend's dorms with a descent mix of chick flicks, pop corn, ice cream, and a mix of love songs for empowering women when my friends get dumped. Yeah....still doesn't get me laid," he joked. Sure, he was there for his friends when they got dumped, but if he wanted to get laid, he could easily do that. It was getting a relationship that was a tough one for him. "I'm really not as gay as I sound. Just hang out with a lot of girls and have been friend zoned every time. So I'm everyone's favorite shopping buddy, cuddle buddy, and therapist."

"If I wanted pecs that big all I would have to do is get a boob job or engorge myself with mountains of pizza," Katelynn said, though she was pretty happy with the chest she had. "And considering how many times I've seen you look at my chest, I'm assuming that they aren't too small."

Danny chuckled, having to lean down a bit so she could have her arm over his shoulders. It was awkward, but didn't last long. "Aw, thanks," he said with a little grin. He wasn't really sure why he had so much trouble with women. "If we could find a buffet of frozen yogurt I would be so happy!" Danny exclaimed, his eyes wide with amazement. He rubbed his hand on his stomach, imagining the amazingness of it. "Mmm....there might be a U-swirl?"

Katelynn was actually caught off guard with what he had to say, not at all able to think up an insult. "Well....then you have good taste," was all she could say, her face going from a look shock to a look of satisfaction.

"I'm sure they will have one somewhere on campus. Us students cannot go without frozen yogurt," Danny grinned, actually kind of surprised by how cool she was. She just seemed like the down to earth type, unlike all the other sassy, slutty, girls in school. cough cough, Katelynn.
He looked around, feeling like he was going to cry when he actually saw that their school had a U-swirl. It was heaven. "It's so beautiful," he said, looking at the small building just a little ways in the distance.

Katelynn just looked at him, actually genuinely stumped for once. And she hated it. "No," he said, rolling her eyes as she watched him scribble. Even his handwriting was bad, ew.
She looked around at the classroom, pretty sure that rehearsal was going to be done soon anyways, so instead of standing there in her dance clothes for another second longer she went back into her locker. She pulled a bag out and disappeared into the small changing room attached to the studio. When she came back out she was wearing her cheer uniform, her hair still in a high pony tail. "You almost done, loser?"

"Um...I picked you up earlier. You honestly think I have a problem with you going too far with physical contact?" Danny asked, letting out a little laugh when he realized just how wrong that sounded. Yeah, he might hang out with girls, but he had your typical male's immaturity. "I didn't mean it that way...You know how I meant it." he said, catching up to her and grabbing her hand. "Gosh, you're slow," he said, pulling her along towards the building. When they got to the door he held it open for her. "Get whatever you want. I'm buying."

Katelynn sighed, wrapping her arms around her chest as she slid down the wall to a sitting position. She just sat there, staring at him, kind of hoping that it made him feel uncomfortable. "So why did you both tracking me down for the notes instead of someone that actually likes you?"

Danny shook his head as he walked into the store. "Yeah, I'm sure. It was my idea, I offered, I will pay. Simple as that," He smiled, looking around at all the different frozen yogurt machines. Everything sounded so amazing!

Katelynn rolled her eyes, taking back her papers. "Bitch? Everyone calls me that, but honestly I see myself more so as being brutally honest. Don't get me wrong; I will own up to the title of bitch if that's really what you want to call me. But you don't really know me well enough to truly classify me as one."