Follow Your Arrow (323 views)

”Lady Gaga fashion? I don’t really listen to lady Gaga…” He trailed off. Sure, he’d heard a song or two of hers on the radio but didn’t really like them all that much, so he never wound up looking them up to listen to in his spare time. ”But, but you should show me sometime anyway, I mean, I don’t not watch her for the fashion, or anything. But matching doesn’t bother me—I mean, if you want to go weird then… I can kind of match.”

He grinned a little at the mental image of Pippa in something weird (the first thing he thought of was a big, round dress that resembled a giant tomato a little too closely) and him in that tuxedo tee. They’d sure be the talk of the event in that! But, no, if Pippa went normal he could be semi-classy… he supposed. It was homecoming, which generally wasn’t a super fancy event at the school, but it was pretty dressy.

He appreciated her enthusiasm for walking, though. The idea of it raining made him shake his head.

”It shouldn’t rain! Well, if it did, that’d kinda suck…” He said, imagining them soaking wet at homecoming just kind of… killed the mood. Well, they’d cross that bridge if they came to it, he guessed they could get a taxi if it rained! When she offered him a twizzler, Cliff tilted his head to the side and accepted one. He didn’t usually eat these things. He stuck it into his mouth and sucked on it. It was cherry? He thought, anyway.

”I’ve never had one of these before.” He admitted as he bit off the end into his mouth.

”You’ve got a point.” Cliff said. Though he didn’t like her music he’d heard stories about Lady Gaga simply by clicking the internet option on his computer. A lot of people liked to use her songs in AMVs, and a lot of people liked to joke about her ridiculous fashions. He wondered, then, what Pippa designed. If she designed stuff similar to that, that was an awfully interesting way of fashion she had! Kind of… impressive.

”Well if I’m honest, I was thinking about wearing a tuxedo tee, until I bumped into you.” Cliff admitted, wondering if Pippa would laugh about it or think that was an inappropriate fashion choice. Though he had a feeling Pippa would think it funny rather than offensive. She seemed the type to always be up for a laugh—something he appreciated. ”But—but yeah. We’ll deal with it when the time comes. Along with the, uh, chance of rain.”

Cliff chewed thoughtfully on the licorice. He’d seen people eating it before… the fact they didn’t exist in England made him furrow his brow. What, they didn’t have candy? Well, he supposed she meant this specific kind of candy…

”It’s alright. Takes a little rubbery but other than that.” Cliff said, finishing up his twizzler. ”You like candy?”

”I’ll wear that, then.” Cliff said, pretty glad he wouldn’t have to make himself look stupid for this event. He hated formal events just because he hated dressing up—he felt like he looked stupid stuffed into a fancy suit or button downs. Cliff was simply made for nature and being outside trekking the woods, not for looking nice and composed at some social party.

Cliff finished the licorice he’d been given, and when she said she loved candy and mentioned possibly having some in her bag he snorted, raising his eyebrows. Just what did she have in there… a candy shop…?

”Okay, Willy Wonka. My favorite’s rock candy.” He said, looking to actually see if she pulled it out. By now it was getting pretty late, and the sun was starting to set beyond the horizon. The shadows of the trees seemed to grow a few inches in size and that was when Cliff realized how late it was. He turned back to Pippa. ”We should also walk back to campus. I mean, the sun’s kind of going down… unless you like night walks in the woods.”

Oh, he liked night walks just fine, but Pippa didn’t seem the type to go on them… or, if she did, certainly not dressed like that. Even though it was California, it was still late September and the nights got pretty chilly.