*/Drained and Freezing\* [Open]

[Rachel Corrigan]

Most people, when they are cold and alone, head for the coffee cart or somewhere that has something warm in it, not me. I head for a movie theater, especially on a weekend night. At least, I go there after the coffee cart. What? I need something to keep me worm on my way there. Anyways, the more bodies in the theater, the warmer it should get.

Not many people think the way I do. Really, I think a lot in numbers. It makes me look a bit smart or rude but that doesn't matter. I also have an extra- strange taste in foods. I mix the oddest things together...and eat it. I had heard that it wasn't a very long walk from the dorms to Darlington so I figured why not. I asked someone I walked by how much a ticket was and made sure that I had enough cash. I habitually run out of cash before I decide to really use it. I never mean it to happen but I'm trying to lend money less and get little luxuries less. Goodbye Lindt chocolate. I'll miss you dearly...

I walked the entire maybe two miles (my judge of walking distance tends to be skewed) thinking. That can be a dangerous thing for me at times. I wonder how many people will be there. Will I meet someone new? Oh shut up Rache! So what? You had a little luck here...Get over it! Remember the cold? Yea, the reason for walking so far? That's right! Keep going... I scolded myself for being so excited to meet new people.

I reached the ticket booth in time for some movie that I'd seen before. One ticket please? Once the person handed it over, I rushed in towards the concession stand to get a soda and some popcorn. Luckily, the theater only had a few rooms so it was easy to figure out which I should be in.

Finding a seat with a rail in front, I plopped down my goodies, and myself, down and raised my feet just high enough to rest them on the rail. Wow, I made t for the previews. Yippee! My less than enthusiastic voice reeked with mocking of the preps back home and slipped as merely a whisper. I dug in my jacket pocket for my IPOD and listened to some Montgomery Gentry while I waited for the movie to start. Yes, I like. No, love country music but I don't restrict myself to it. I have a surprsingly diverse taste in music. I smiled at the thought of singing a French song in the middle of the theater.

I had heard before that I had a wonderful oice but I only sang for fun, I never thought of it as a real job. I let my mind wander to nowhere specific as I drowned all emotions in a verse of one of my favorite songs: Hillbilly Shoes by Montgomery Gentry and waited for the movie.

[Emily Sanders]

I slipped my hood over my head and walked slowly to the entrance to the movie theater. I was in no hurry. I had no idea what I was going to watch. All I knew was that I needed to get away from that puppy. I had left the thing tied in the barn outside of Susan's stall. Luckily my stocky mare loved the little weasel so I didn't have to bribe her too much. She claims that she can communicate with it. Yeah right.( )

I pulled three bucks out my sweatshirt pocket and handed it to the woman who was standing behind the glass. She was probably warm. She had a Starbucks coffee in one hand and she was stuffing my money into the register with the other.

"What movie?" She asked me. I should have been prepared, but the question took me by surprise and my head snapped up to the list of showings. I had really wanted to see that new James Bond movie, Quantum of Solace. But I'd heard that Marley & Me had some good ratings.

The woman began tapping her fingers on the counter impatiently. I snuck a glance back at the line forming behind me. A few people were staring angrily at me while another shouted out, "Hurry up would you?"

I grimaced and turned back to the list.

"One to Quantum of Solace." I finally decided. She handed me a ticket and I hurried inside to get some popcorn. I paid for a Coke and a bucket of popcorn, handed the man standing in front of the theaters my ticket. He ripped it apart and handed me the stub. I thanked him and hurried to the theater.

It was packed. I should have known. New movie. James Bond. It all matches up. I wrapped my right arm around the bucket of popcorn and held the cold, sweating drink in my left hand. The only open seat where you could see the movie well was right next to a blonde girl listening to her iPod.

I slipped past a few people in the row and then sat down.
"Mind if I sit here?" I asked sheepishly. You don't ask people if you can sit by them in a public movie theater!

[Rachel Corrigan]

It had only been a couple songs and commercials when a brunette walked up to me and asked to sit down. I lifted my gaze from the preview on the screen about a new movie coming out. I'm gettin ready to watch a new movie bozos! I always got irritated with movie previews for some reason. I nodded at the girl so that she would sit down. She seemed nervous about something. She's in a public movie theater about to watch James Bond, what is there to be nervous about?

I turned my IPOD down and took a sip of my soda. I tried to save the popcorn for the actual movie. It gave me something to do while watching James bond kick butt. Looking over at the girl beside me, I decided that talking wouldn't hurt. Hi there. You go to Catalpa?

I didn't know if she heard my question but instead of staring at her, waiting for an answer, I turned back at the giant screen advertising the concession stand that was right past the front doors of the theater. Grrr previews!

[Emily Sanders]

I thingyed my head in surprise. Were you supposed to talk to strangers at movie theaters? I laughed internally at my antics. I was such a geek. What my mother taught me as a little kid never wore off. "Don't talk to strangers!" I remember her saying when a hobo on the streets asked me what my name was and how such a little girl could be so pretty.

"Yes. I'm a senior in high school. Emily Sanders," I accentuated the period between each sentence. In the end it sounded all chopped up. I giggled aloud that time.

"I'm sorry..." I apologized, "So what grade are you in?"

It never hurts to be friendly Emily, I assured myself as soon as the words left my mouth. I felt so stupid, sitting there giggling like a 7th grade girl.

Soon my worries were tuned out when the previews came to an end and the movie finally started. The theme song kicked in and I couldn't help thinking of my little brother, Joey. He loved James Bond....too bad he couldn't ever watch the whole thing. Why did double O seven have to be such a player? I mean, a guy can only have so many girlfriends right?

[Rachel Corrigan]

I got a laugh out of waiting for the girl, Emily, it looked like she was debating on whether to say something. Ok, she's shy...but nice When she finally answered my question, her demeanor changed entirely. She was happier, and brighter all of a sudden. I laughed along with her at her reaction to her answer. It was short and clipped for an answer.

I'm a senior in high school too. Yay the movie!It's starting! I laughed harder, relieving the stress and grumpiness from before and thinking about how loud that might of been. Ah they'll deal with it. The cushions around me were thick, dark red, and not very comfortable. Quietly, at least as quietly as I could manage, I kept eating my popcorn while watching James bond seduce another girl who would be a spy against him or something. Wow James bond is getting predictable! Just wuuuunderful. How is it that every series of movies gets predictable after about...oh...10 movies or so? hehehe Transporter is better. Yea! Gah! Suck it up Rache! Jeez.. I sucked it up and lost myself in the action of the cars and weapons.

ooc: sorry if my post aint that good or long =/