Stuff,thangs

"No,the dumb bitch I went out with tonight only was in it for the money."He said as he punched the bag.

"Thanks," Jenny said, tucking her hair behind her ears since it had blown everywhere in the wind. / Noelle rushed up to the training room,"Why are you guys being so loud?"

"Grenade Inccedent" Ken yelled to Noelle as he looked behind him

"Yeah.."Charlie said,slightly chuckling.

Noelle looked worried,"Anyone get hurt?"

"Just a Hydra of Beer..." Ken yelled, laughing at what just came out of his mouth

"Well," Jenny rocked on her heels,"Night I guess." She turned to walk back downstairs.

*Ken then turns to Trent* "That's what happens if you find the wrong person" He said

The punching bag broke off,this time it split in two and the top half was left dangling./"No goodnight kiss?"Charlie half joked as he caught up to her.

"if you want Stark to spend more, use these" Ken said as he gave Trent his Brass knuckles, and checked up on Pince

Jenny stopped and raise an eyebrow at him. "Nope," she said and walked downstairs.

"It's my money,he doesn't own the company."Trent muttered./"Alright..."Charlie sighed and slid down the stair rail."What about a 'sorry for almost killing you and I kind of like you but don't want to show it' Kiss?"He joked and walked with her.

"Nope," she says still walking towards her room.

"What will it take to get a kiss from the one person I'll ever let fly with me?"Charlie asked,standing in front of her doorway.

Jenny stood and thought about it for a second,"Take another person flying." She stepped into her room and closed the door.

Charlie sighed and faced the door,he let his forehead fall onto the door."I'm sorry Jenny.."He muttered and sat in the hallway,face in his hands.Thinking.

Jenny laid down on her bed, and instantly fell asleep.

Trent puts on a black hoodie and walks outside,the cool breeze flowing past.He began walking down the sidewalk and on accident he bumped into a girl who had a hood on.

I stuffed my hands in my pocket, glancing somewhat up at him. It was the famous Trent Washington. What a surprise. I turned back, walking that way. I muttered something under my breath. "Rich people."

Trent stopped in his tracks,causing her to run into him."I'm not snooty."He said,taking off his hood and looking at her,something about her 'sparked'

First time in social interaction for a couple of days. Let's see how well I do at it. I grit my teeth, looking up at him. Not directly into his eyes. (totes creepy) I scoffed, "Isn't that what all rich boys say to get a girls attention?"

"Some yes,but tell me."Trent said and sat down on a bench that was near them."If I really were snooty,would I be talking to you still? If I was a rich dick,would I be out here in the cold,talking to a complete stranger?"He asked,his eyes looking up at her seemed to twinkle in the moon.

I sigh, turning away. I watched as people passed by us. "So, you just decided to talk to a person you just happened to bump into?" I asked. I still faced away from him.

"Yeah...because maybe that stranger that I bump into on the sidewalk,might be the person that could potentially mean the most to me,you never know."Trent said and leaned back on the bench."That's an old wise tale my ma used to tell me."His boston style accent showing as he talked.

"Feelings are a distraction." I mutter. I lean against a lamp post by the bench, kicking at some fallen leaves.