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[color=slategray][sub]Collab Featuring:[/sub][/color] [color=DC143C][sub][b]Savannah[/b][@melissahart][/sub][/color] [color=slategray][sub]&[/sub][/color] [color=c66600][sub][b]Trevor[/b][@Silent Observer][/sub][/color]
[color=slategray][sub]Day: Tuesday Morning[/sub][/color]
[color=slategray][sub]Location: Mrs. Winship’s Homeroom[/sub][/color]

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[indent]Sav stepped back into homeroom triumphant after her successful interview with Damian. This was redemption; She had taken Riley’s harsh constructive criticism and acted on it, making changes that would really improve her writing. Maybe her future career as a journalist wasn’t just a pipe dream! 

With a giddy smile, Savvy made her way towards her usual seat in the back of the classroom, eager to formulate the conversation that just took place into complete and eloquent sentences. Pulling out her laptop almost immediately, she furiously began typing, wanting to remember not only what the ex-captain had said, but also note his facial expressions, mannerisms, etc. Savannah wanted the reader to feel as though [i]they[/i] were the one speaking with Damian, which meant she had a lot of heavy lifting to do on her end. 

Upon entering the homeroom, Trevor scanned the sea of faces present in the room. He was a social boy, both charismatic and popular, and he could truly sit next to just about anyone this room and manage to carry on a conversation. The obvious choice would be to sit next to his best friend Damian, but given that Damian would practically be living at his house this week (and possibly longer), it might be nice to spice it up and sit next to someone else for a change. A flash of red hair visible above a laptop screen made the decision of [i]who[/i] to sit next to instead all the more easy.

Was Trevor nervous? Absolutely. He didn’t think there would ever be a time that he could look at Savannah and not be consumed by a stomach full of anxiety-inducing butterflies, but that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. That being said, she’d already agreed to go on at least one date with him, so he wasn’t as nervous as was around her a few days ago. Trev just had to make sure that he didn’t say anything to mess it up. Setting his single shoulder strap backpack down on the ground, Trevor sat beside Savannah. [color=c66600][b]“Hey,”[/b][/color] he greeted the busily working girl with a smile, his lip looked a little less gruesome than it did yesterday, more bruised than bloodied.

Savannah noticed out of the corner of her eye a certain redhead approaching, and as he did, she pumped herself up in her head. She wanted to impress Trevor so badly, but in order to not make an idiot of herself, she opted to just act casual and calm in his presence. [color=DC143C][b]“Hi, Trev—”[/b][/color] Savvy started to speak with a genuine smile, but her train of thought and line of speech was interrupted when she looked up and noticed his clearly visible injuries from yesterday’s scuffle.  

[color=DC143C][b]“Oh my god, your lip.”[/b][/color] She breathed out, her hand instinctively moving towards his face to touch the wound. Realizing her habitual actions, she quickly drew her hand back. So much for being calm and casual. [color=DC143C][b]“Are you okay?”[/b][/color] Sav asked, a concerned and worried  look forming on her face. 

[color=c66600][b]“Heh, yeah…”[/b][/color] Trev responded with a light laugh and looked down, feeling his cheeks heat up. [color=c66600][b]“It’s fine, Riley and my dad made sure of that last night. Just so you know, I normally don’t… do stuff like that. What happened at practice, I mean.”[/b][/color]

Savannah sighed, tucking a piece of hair that had fallen into her face behind her ear. [color=DC143C][b]“Okay, just as long as you’re fine.”[/b][/color] She replied, wondering how his brother reacted to the incident; after all, she did tell him beforehand. In regards to the issue at practice not being a usual habit of his, Sav smirked. She would [i]never[/i] think of Trevor as someone to get into the middle of a fight — which was what made the situation all the more surprising.  [color=DC143C][b]“No, don’t worry, I know you’re not usually like that. I don’t know what exactly went down, but hopefully it won’t happen again. I’d hate to see you get hurt.”[/b][/color] She said the last part without thinking, but didn’t regret saying it in the slightest.

[color=c66600][b]“It won’t happen again, not if I can help it.”[/b][/color] Trevor smiled honestly at her. He noticed the word document open on her computer. He wasn’t looking closely or anything, but it was noticeable enough out of the corner of his eye. [color=c66600][b]“Are you working on a paper? Or just writing?”[/b][/color]

Savvy smiled, looking into Trevor’s [i]gorgeous[/i] eyes — maybe for a couple seconds too long. Darting her own eyes back to her laptop, she had to think for a second about what she was working on.  [color=DC143C][b]“It’s my piece for the paper; the one I interviewed you for yesterday. I just was talking to Damian about it, and I got some more things to add in.”[/b][/color] She turned the laptop in his direction so he could take a closer look if he so desired.  [color=DC143C][b]“Hopefully it’ll be good enough for Trixie’s liking.”[/b][/color]

[color=c66600][b]“Oh, you talked to Damian too? That’s great!”[/b][/color] The male ginger leaned closer to read the screen. It definitely wasn’t just to read the screen, he was leaning closer purely because he had a good excuse [i]to[/i] lean closer. It was then that Trevor realized that Savannah didn’t just look pretty, she smelled pretty too. Like flowers, like walking through a whole garden full of them. He managed to scan the words that she had written so far and nodded with a genuine smile. [color=c66600][b]“It looks really good. I’m awful at writing, so I’m pretty darned impressed.”[/b][/color]

Trevor grinned and chuckled slightly. The grin faded when he remembered what Riley had told him in the treehouse. [color=c66600][b]“That reminds me, Riley mentioned talking to you yesterday?”[/b][/color]

She blushed, her cheeks turning their signature reddish tint. Man, this guy knew [i]exactly[/i] what to say to make her all flustered. Savvy closed the laptop slightly, mostly so she could get a better look at Trevor. [color=DC143C][b]“Yeah, after I left your practice I went over to that cute little bakery, Heartfelt Bites, to work on the article. Riley walked in and we started chatting, it was nice!”[/b][/color] She replied, recalling their conversation as well as the chocolate eclair she had eaten. Talk about delicious!

[color=c66600][b]“Oh! Good! … Riley mentioned that he might have critiqued you a little harshly…”[/b][/color] Trevor recalled the conversation, and the sheepish look on Riley’s face when he had admitted it. [color=c66600][b]“He had a pretty lousy day yesterday, so if he was harsh, that’s probably why. I think he feels bad about whatever he said, since he told me and all. So, consider this like an almost apology from him, even if you seem okay about it.”[/b][/color]

[color=DC143C][b]“Yeah he was a little… direct — but that’s okay, it’s what I needed.”[/b][/color] Savannah replied, reassuring Trevor. [color=DC143C][b]“If I’m going to be a real writer someday, I need to learn how to take constructive criticism, so he shouldn’t feel bad at all.”[/b][/color] She gave him a smile to show that she was indeed alright and that a couple of choice words about her writing wasn’t going to phase her. 

[color=c66600][b]“He can be a little too direct sometimes.”[/b][/color] Trevor agreed and kept scanning the document. He stole a few glances at her in between sentences and kept grinning like some kind of lovesick idiot. In a way, he was. [color=c66600][b]“It looks like it did help you out, though, Damian’s perspective is nice addition. Do you plan on interviewing anyone else on the team?”[/b][/color] His thoughts immediately jumped to the idea of her interviewing Jacob, and that made his hairs damn near stand on end. He wouldn’t like that, hopefully she’d saw enough of him yesterday to know better.

Savannah shyly looked towards the ground and then back up at Trevor. [color=DC143C][b]“No, I think I have all the information I want — I don’t think it’s necessary to make anyone else suffer through an interview with me.”[/b][/color] She laughed, recalling some of Damian’s facial expressions when she spoke to him earlier; he didn’t seem to enjoy her difficult questions regarding his suspension. 

Trevor looked relieved at her response before he shook his head at her. Suffer? Was she crazy? Damian might have been uncomfortable given the situation, but it wasn’t Savannah that made him feel that way, surely. [color=c66600][b]“It wasn’t suffering, it was the furthest thing from it. Damian might have felt a certain way, but you can’t really blame him there. I’m sure it wasn’t you.”[/b][/color] Trev smiled and sat back against the chair. He couldn’t smell her perfume as much from back here, which was lame, but he didn’t have a legitimate reason to be leaning in all close to her anymore. Such was life. [color=c66600][b]“When is your article due?”[/b][/color]

[color=DC143C][b]“We’re aiming for Thursday — just so we can get it out before the first game of the season.”[/b][/color] Savvy replied, realizing that the deadline was only a mere [i]two days[/i] from now. Hopefully, she could pull this piece together, enough so that it would not only impress Trixie, but also the redhead seated next to her. [color=DC143C][b]“I’m crossing my fingers that I can get it done in time.”[/b][/color] She stated honestly, unsure if it would truly happen or not.

[color=c66600][b]“Sounds stressful, I wish you the best.”[/b][/color] Trev looked suddenly shy as cheeks flsuhed pink. [color=c66600][b]“If you need some kind of distraction, let me know. We don’t have to wait until Friday to go out.”[/b][/color] Oh wow, he couldn’t believe he just said that. Damian would be so proud of his boy, he’d have to tell him!

Savannah smiled widely — did he just ask her on [i]another[/i] date? Before they even went on the first one? She tried her hardest not to show her excitement, but some of it definitely came through in her words. [color=DC143C][b]“A distraction would be nice…”[/b][/color] She replied, rosy cheeks and all.

Maybe he was actually good at this! He was certainly doing better than he thought he would. She wanted to do something… something… but what? Trevor hadn’t planned this far ahead, he was just going with the flow. He remembered seeing the flyers around school this morning about the boat party tonight. That was a good segue. [color=c66600][b]“Were you planning on going to the party tonight?”[/b][/color]

[color=DC143C][b]“The one that all the flyers are for? The Helmsley’s, I think it was?”[/b][/color] Savannah let her eyes glance down to her bag where one of the flyers sat. She had been thinking of going, but wasn’t too sure, as she didn’t know if Josie would be there or not. [color=DC143C][b]“Yeah, I was thinking about it, sounds like it’ll be fun.”[/b][/color]

[color=c66600][b]“It definitely will be, the Helmsley’s are made of money. It’ll make the bash the boys and I threw look like preschool. I could be your ride there, and we could do something beforehand, just you and me? If you want to…”[/b][/color] Trevor looked a little apprehensive at that. He hoped she might want to, and that he wasn’t being weird in the way that he asked. This was all very unfamiliar territory.

Savvy replied all too eagerly, [color=DC143C][b]“Yes,”[/b][/color] She quickly said, but paused after realizing how fast she had replied. Taking a deep breath before she continued, Savannah smiled wider than before. [color=DC143C][b]“I’d [i]really[/i] like that.”[/b][/color] She stated, a glimmer of excitement in her eyes. 

[color=c66600][b]“Great!”[/b][/color] Trevor beamed giddily, clearly proud of himself for getting this far. He quickly scanned his mind for things that they could do. He didn’t know anything about her hobbies or preferences, aside from writing, so he went with a suggestion that he would like. [color=c66600][b]“Do you like ice cream? It’s one of my favorite foods, even if it’s a cheat snack.”[/b][/color] Trev wasn’t very good at watching his diet, truth be told, and having Remy as a father didn’t help with that. The amount of time he spent in the gym and on sports teams made up for his atrocious eating habits, though.

[color=DC143C][b]“Ice cream sounds perfect.”[/b][/color] Savvy replied, thrilled that she’d get to hang out with Trevor today [i]and[/i] Friday. She hadn’t been awake for more than two hours and she was already having an incredible day. [color=DC143C][b]“I’ve got a killer sweet tooth.”[/b][/color] She admitted, a small laugh escaping from her lips.

[color=c66600][b]“Mee tooo.”[/b][/color] Trev agreed with a laugh. [color=c66600][b]“I usually go this place called [i]Creamistry[/i]. Hmm… when does the party start?”[/b][/color]

Savannah took a look down at the flyer. [color=DC143C][b]“Starts at 8:00, boat leaves at 8:45 sharp…”[/b][/color] She replied, reading off the paper and then looking back up at Trevor. [color=DC143C][b]“Would hate to be the person who shows up at 8:46.”[/b][/color] She mused with a laugh. 

[color=c66600][b]“Yeah, totally. They’re punctual people, so that’s a serious deadline.”[/b][/color] He chuckled and flashed an award winning smile at her. [color=c66600][b]“How about I pick you up at 7 then?”[/b][/color]

Sav nearly fainted right then and there when he smiled at her, but somehow managed to keep her composure. The way this boy made her feel just by looking at her was unlike anything she had experienced before. [color=DC143C][b]“7:00 it is.”[/b][/color][/indent]