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Gar and Jubilee | Backdated 3/6
Gar asks Jubilee on a date. Jubilee doesn't realize it.
Algebra was probably the worst thing ever. Gar was fairly certain that algebra had been invented simply to drive him and his fellow students crazy. Nobody he'd spoken to had ever had a love of algebra. Fewer had said they'd needed it. They had calculators on their phones. Computers could do it. There was a negative need for algebra, wasn't there? Was that a negative need?
Okay, yeah, probably overthinking it. Stupid stuff. When class let out, he grabbed his bookbag and headed out of the class, when he realized that hey, Jubilee was in his algebra class. He'd been meaning to ask her, well... He wasn't sure if date was the right word for it. He wanted to go skating with her, sure, but was that a date? Remy's advice had been a bit confusing and given the fact that now that it wasn't February he didn't feel quite lovey-dovey as he used to. So, whatever, he just wanted to have fun. If that meant a date, then that was that. If not, and she wanted to have it not be a date, then it wouldn't be.
Whatever. He'd get to that bridge, cross it or burn it when he came to it.
"Hey," he said to her, catching up to her. They'd not really said a lot other than just in passing since they'd first met, but he could tell she was a lot of fun.
"Hey!" Jubilee'd been making a beeline out of the classroom (math was hard, okay, and she wasn't a fan, plus Ms. Frost was a seriously nosy telepath who totally cheated and always knew when she was playing CandyCrush instead of taking notes), but she paused as Gar caught up with her. "If you're looking for homework help? SO not the right person to ask. I swear, numbers and I are totally not compatable."
Psh, homework. Gar grinned just a little. "Nah, nothing like that," he said, gesturing for them to exit the classroom since, well, some other class probably needed it soon. "I wanted to know if you wanted to do something more fun, maybe this weekend," Gar said. "Like, y'know, go skating in New York City or somethin'," he said. Yeah, he'd have to wear an inducer, but whatever. He'd get used to it, probably.
"Dude, like ice skating?" Jubilee's jaw dropped for a moment, but she pulled it back up and grinned. "I've like, never been ice skating, but it looks way fun. I'm so in. Who's all going? Because I bet Laura'd love to come, and she was doing awesome on my roller blades before all the snow fell."
"N-no, like, uh. To a skating rink. I've never even skated ever, not like, even once. I thought it'd be fun if like, you and I go, and you can teach me," Gar said, hoping he hadn't just made a complete and utter fool out of himself.
"Oh." Well, that was a bit of a bummer, just because ice skating in New York had sounded really cool, but Jubilee got over it quickly and grinned. "Sure, no problem. It's totally easier to learn without an audience, and if we go to a rink we don't have to worry about the cracks in the driveway. Though we could probably rig the Danger Room up as a skating rink," she pondered aloud. "I mean, if it can be New York City? Why not what's basically a big empty room, right?"
Huh, the Danger Room wasn't a bad idea. "I haven't done a lot of Danger Room stuff, so maybe? I was a T-Rex in there with Teddy once. Among other things. But being the T-Rex was the most fun." He grinned. "Y'know, if we got Bobby involved, we could probably make the Danger Room into an ice skating ... arena. Thing." What were those called anyway?
"I think they're still called rinks?" Jubilee pondered it for a moment, then pulled out her phone to check. "Huh. Looks like arena. But I thought you wanted to learn to roller skate?" she pointed out, then wrinkled her nose. "Also, unless you've got skates or blades, we might be better off going somewhere anyway, because I don't think Laura's would fit you. Though we could see if the Thrift Store got any more in. We found hers there."
"Huh." His guess had been right. He'd probably heard it somewhere. "Anyway, yeah, I mean, thrifting sounds fun." Whatever, it'd be time spent with her, and that was what was important. "I figure wheels are easier to learn than blades."
"Different technique. I mean, neither of them is hard?" Jubilee offered. "But it's easier to stand still on skates, mostly. Anyway, when did you want to go? I can see if I can talk Stevie into giving us a ride."
"I figure Saturday?" he offered. "Unless you wanna go sooner," he said. Wheels seemed safer than blades also, because he always had this impression that ice skates were razor-sharp. He didn't want to find out if it was true or not. "It can be a fun little outing. I'll buy you lunch," he offered.
"Oh, you don't have to do that," Jubilee protested. She got the whole reciprocity thing, but really, it wasn't any hardship to teach him to skate. "I mean, I've got money, and it's really no big deal to teach you. I offered before, remember? Besides, it sounds fun."
"Seriously, it's no big. I've never treated a girl to lunch before. You can teach me how to do that," he said, grinning just a little.
Jubilee rolled her eyes, but grinned. "'Kay. But then I'll cover admission. Deal?"
Gar grinned just a bit wider. "Sure! Sounds great to me."
"Cool! But dude, I'm gonna be late to my next class. Text me the details later, huh?" She gave him another smile, then took off running down the hall, her backpack bouncing against her back. Another skating convert. If this kept up, she might actually single-handedly start it trending again.
"Ah, crap, me too! I will!" he promised, running off with his own backpack, before sliding into the faster form of a greyhound.
Algebra was probably the worst thing ever. Gar was fairly certain that algebra had been invented simply to drive him and his fellow students crazy. Nobody he'd spoken to had ever had a love of algebra. Fewer had said they'd needed it. They had calculators on their phones. Computers could do it. There was a negative need for algebra, wasn't there? Was that a negative need?
Okay, yeah, probably overthinking it. Stupid stuff. When class let out, he grabbed his bookbag and headed out of the class, when he realized that hey, Jubilee was in his algebra class. He'd been meaning to ask her, well... He wasn't sure if date was the right word for it. He wanted to go skating with her, sure, but was that a date? Remy's advice had been a bit confusing and given the fact that now that it wasn't February he didn't feel quite lovey-dovey as he used to. So, whatever, he just wanted to have fun. If that meant a date, then that was that. If not, and she wanted to have it not be a date, then it wouldn't be.
Whatever. He'd get to that bridge, cross it or burn it when he came to it.
"Hey," he said to her, catching up to her. They'd not really said a lot other than just in passing since they'd first met, but he could tell she was a lot of fun.
"Hey!" Jubilee'd been making a beeline out of the classroom (math was hard, okay, and she wasn't a fan, plus Ms. Frost was a seriously nosy telepath who totally cheated and always knew when she was playing CandyCrush instead of taking notes), but she paused as Gar caught up with her. "If you're looking for homework help? SO not the right person to ask. I swear, numbers and I are totally not compatable."
Psh, homework. Gar grinned just a little. "Nah, nothing like that," he said, gesturing for them to exit the classroom since, well, some other class probably needed it soon. "I wanted to know if you wanted to do something more fun, maybe this weekend," Gar said. "Like, y'know, go skating in New York City or somethin'," he said. Yeah, he'd have to wear an inducer, but whatever. He'd get used to it, probably.
"Dude, like ice skating?" Jubilee's jaw dropped for a moment, but she pulled it back up and grinned. "I've like, never been ice skating, but it looks way fun. I'm so in. Who's all going? Because I bet Laura'd love to come, and she was doing awesome on my roller blades before all the snow fell."
"N-no, like, uh. To a skating rink. I've never even skated ever, not like, even once. I thought it'd be fun if like, you and I go, and you can teach me," Gar said, hoping he hadn't just made a complete and utter fool out of himself.
"Oh." Well, that was a bit of a bummer, just because ice skating in New York had sounded really cool, but Jubilee got over it quickly and grinned. "Sure, no problem. It's totally easier to learn without an audience, and if we go to a rink we don't have to worry about the cracks in the driveway. Though we could probably rig the Danger Room up as a skating rink," she pondered aloud. "I mean, if it can be New York City? Why not what's basically a big empty room, right?"
Huh, the Danger Room wasn't a bad idea. "I haven't done a lot of Danger Room stuff, so maybe? I was a T-Rex in there with Teddy once. Among other things. But being the T-Rex was the most fun." He grinned. "Y'know, if we got Bobby involved, we could probably make the Danger Room into an ice skating ... arena. Thing." What were those called anyway?
"I think they're still called rinks?" Jubilee pondered it for a moment, then pulled out her phone to check. "Huh. Looks like arena. But I thought you wanted to learn to roller skate?" she pointed out, then wrinkled her nose. "Also, unless you've got skates or blades, we might be better off going somewhere anyway, because I don't think Laura's would fit you. Though we could see if the Thrift Store got any more in. We found hers there."
"Huh." His guess had been right. He'd probably heard it somewhere. "Anyway, yeah, I mean, thrifting sounds fun." Whatever, it'd be time spent with her, and that was what was important. "I figure wheels are easier to learn than blades."
"Different technique. I mean, neither of them is hard?" Jubilee offered. "But it's easier to stand still on skates, mostly. Anyway, when did you want to go? I can see if I can talk Stevie into giving us a ride."
"I figure Saturday?" he offered. "Unless you wanna go sooner," he said. Wheels seemed safer than blades also, because he always had this impression that ice skates were razor-sharp. He didn't want to find out if it was true or not. "It can be a fun little outing. I'll buy you lunch," he offered.
"Oh, you don't have to do that," Jubilee protested. She got the whole reciprocity thing, but really, it wasn't any hardship to teach him to skate. "I mean, I've got money, and it's really no big deal to teach you. I offered before, remember? Besides, it sounds fun."
"Seriously, it's no big. I've never treated a girl to lunch before. You can teach me how to do that," he said, grinning just a little.
Jubilee rolled her eyes, but grinned. "'Kay. But then I'll cover admission. Deal?"
Gar grinned just a bit wider. "Sure! Sounds great to me."
"Cool! But dude, I'm gonna be late to my next class. Text me the details later, huh?" She gave him another smile, then took off running down the hall, her backpack bouncing against her back. Another skating convert. If this kept up, she might actually single-handedly start it trending again.
"Ah, crap, me too! I will!" he promised, running off with his own backpack, before sliding into the faster form of a greyhound.
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