It's Tea Time (Rachel)

[Paul Wilkerson]

Paul paid the cashier as he waited for his order. Once his coconut bubble tea was ready Paul took a sip. He looked around the shop for a place to sit. There were open seats on the first floor, but Paul wanted a beanbag. With his bubble tea in hand Paul headed up the staircase to the second floor. Paul spotted some unoccupied beanbags. He plopped down on the blue beanbag. He took out his Nintendo DS from his pocket and turned it on.

He stretched out his legs in front of him. Paul drank some more of his bubble tea while his waited for the DS to turn on. He looked around the room. He chewed on his straw. Paul turned his attention back to the game console. He placed his cup on the floor next to the beanbag. He took out the stylist and started to play his Pokémon game. Paul became totally engrossed with the game.

[Rachel Kells]

One of Rachel's favorite spots to hang out was the brightly colored building that had was famous around Pilot ridge for it's bubble tea. She liked the very relaxing atmosphere, but also the vibrancy of it all. She loved the strawberry here the best and as she paid the cashier she took a sip of her drink. Rachel smiled as she pulled out one of the books she had to read for the summer. "The Secret Garden", her English teacher at Hammel had assigned it, and Rachel was already dreading the task. She adjusted her tank top before heading over to the stairs.

Rachel climbed up the stairs to the second floor, where she saw a group of beanbags that were fairly unoccupied. She spotted her favorite, the blue, had already been taken but shrugged. She should have gotten here sooner if she wanted her favorite chair. Instead she opted for the green one a couple of feet away from the blue. The only problem was that the boy in the blue might not appreciate her sitting here. "Mind if I sit here?" Rachel tilted her head and held up her book. "Assigned summer break reading you know." Rachel smiled before shaking her head a bit. "I'm Rachel, who are you?" The boy did look fairly familiar after all.

[Paul Wilkerson]

Paul hear a voice speaking. It took a moment for it to sink in that the voice was talking to Paul. Paul looked up from his game to see a young teenage girl waiting for his answer. "Wha?" He looked over to see where she was referring to. "No. Go right ahead." Paul motioned to the green bean bag with his hand. He didn’t mind at all. She looked like a nice person. But you can’t judge a book by its cover. She could be a crazy psychopath or something. Then again maybe not. She did have a copy of “The Secret Garden” to do her summer break homework which reminded Paul that he had homework. He should of been doing his homework instead of playing Pokémon games. But whatever. He would get to homework later which most likely meant a day or two before the school year starts again.

”The name’s Paul.” He took a sip from his cup. He looked at the book in Rachel's hand. "Why do teachers do that? Assign homework over the breaks. It's stupid. Breaks are meant to not do work. We've been doing homework all year and now we get a break from doing homework. That's why they're called breaks." Paul tapped the touch screen a few times to save his progress as he spoke. He glanced at Rachel. "Do you want me to stop talking so you can read?" Just because Paul was being a slacker with his homework didn't mean he was going to bug other people when they were trying to do their homework.

[Rachel Kells]

Rachel smiled over at the boy who seemed to be playing a game. Her parent's never bought any gaming devices for her so she had never really played. She smiled as he said she could and plopped down into the green chair with a contented sigh. "Thanks, this is the perfect place to try and do some reading." Her face screwed up at the mention of reading though and lightly shook her head before taking a sip of her bubble tea.

Rachel smiled as the boy introduced himself. "Well thanks for letting me sit here Paul." She nodded as she responded to his question. "I honestly don't know. All I know is I hate this stupid book which I have to read for English. It's so stupid." She shook the book almost as if to make the book become less stupid. "You would think that the teachers at Hammel would want the students to be well rested before they came back." She rolled her eyes at the statement. "Obviously not. The only thing that this is teaching me what to do is use sparknotes." She smirked over at the boy and shook her head. "hey anything that means I don't have to read this thing is a welcome diversion." She grinned over at the boy and sipped her tea. "How about you, how's the homework coming?"

Not reading the book? A wonderful diversion indeed.

[Paul Wilkerson]

Paul was glad that Rachel felt the same about no homework during breaks. Teachers would never get that. Plus when there a big test or a project due for one that would mean ever teacher had a big test or a project due the same day. Paul was pretty sure all teachers were in a conspiracy theory about making their students’ lives miserable.

”You go to Hammel? I go there. What grade are you in?” Paul was trying to place Rachel’s face. It was kind of difficult. There were many students who attend at Hammel. And many more faces arriving at Hammel all time. Plus Paul and Rachel could very well be in different grades and therefore may not had any classes together. With the new school year coming there was a possibility the two could have a class together. Paul also wondered about what her power was.

”Sparknotes are so useful when you wait until the last minute to do your homework. Take it from someone who knows.” Paul absent-mindedly rapidly tapped the screen. Someone was talking to him in the game and mad they talk a lot. ”As for my homework it can wait for like the day before school starts." Paul chuckled, "Besides homework, how's your summer been?"

[Rachel Kells]

Of course homework during breaks made everyone miserable. Why would teachers do that? It just didn’t make any sense. She couldn’t understand why the teachers felt the need to assign work during the break. They just wanted time to themselves. One would think that they would extend the same courtesy to the students. But no. Of course not.

Rachel smiled over at the boy. If the boy went to Hammel he was also powered. “I’m going into the eighth grade.” She answered his question promptly and shrugged her shawl off. She knew he looked familiar, but she still couldn’t place him. Maybe they had had a class together? That was entirely possible. Plus she lived at the school during the summer and breaks as well. They were bound to have met at some point.

Rachel smiled at the sparknotes comment. “Also a mutual sparknoter. My respects to you.” She laughed a little and tilted her head as the boy rapidly tapped the screen. “I at least try to get some of it done.” She smirked. “Let's be honest, most of it waits until it's absolutely due.” She laughed at her thought process, “It's been interesting. I’ve been able to practice dance, and piano a lot, given I didn’t go home for the break.” She had been able to devote entire days to those sorts of things.

[Paul Wilkerson]

Eight grade, that meant Rachel was younger than Paul. They must of not had any classes together then. But they did go to the same school, so they must pasted each in the halls.

Paul was curious about Rachel's power, but it was a dangerous topic for Paul. Paul passionately disliked his power. He had such a lame power. He always wanted to ask people abut their, he hated when asked about his. Some times Paul would suck it up. It depended on how curious Paul was. But if Rachel brought it then Paul couldn't really avoid it.

Paul seemed like a lazy butt compared to Rachel. There she was doing homework, dancing, and piano. Paul was being a lazy butt by playing games and lounging around. "Sounds like you have a busy summer."

[Rachel Kells]

Rachel didn't know she was younger than Paul. She actually thought they were about the same age to be honest. She knew they went to the same school, and she knew she had seen him doing something. Probably just in the halls. Rachel shrugged while she tried to read. It wasn't going very well. "Well what grade are you in?" Now she was curious.

If he went to Hammel, then he probably had a power. She wondered what it was, as it had to be better than hers. In fact she hated her power. She hated how it was so gosh darn useless, and lame. It was really lame. It was such a shame too, given how much she had loved her power before. "So what's your power if you go to Hammel?" She half shurgged over at the boy and then reached up to adjust her butterfly headband. "Bet you can't guess mine." Screw manners. She was curious.

Rachel grinned when her schedule was questioned, "Not really. It's kind of the normal." She smiled over and sipped her bubble tea. "What about you?" She hoped he had a better summer than she did. "How was your summer?"

[Paul Wilkerson]

Paul took another sip from his cup. "I'm a sophomore." Just a couple more years and then Paul will be done with high school. He placed his cup on the floor again next to him. Their age difference wasn't that big. Paul was about two years older than Rachel. He looked down at his game. He went into a battle with glameow.

Paul stopped when the question was asked. What was his power? He could totally play it cool and Rachel would never know the difference. He looked at Rachel. "How come your making me guess your and want me to tell mine? You're goin' have to guess mine." Paul felt totally bad ass for coming up with that on the fly. Rachel most likely wouldn't be able to guess Paul's power. But he still had to guess what Rachel's power was. Her power could be anything.

As for Paul's summer there wasn't any big highlights. He pretty much bummed around. Nothing happen that was worth telling about. "My summer has been good. Nothing too excited happened."

[Rachel Kells]

Rachel nodded as the boy took another sip of her drink and remarked on his grade. "Ah, I'm a freshman." She smiled and took a sip of her drink and frowned as she was almost done with the drink. "Whatcha playing?" She was honestly curious.

Rachel nodded as he proposed the game. "Well, can we at least give each other a hint!" She grinned. "You first." Smirking she looked over at him. "Does it have to do with physical or mental powers?" She figured a twenty questions approach would work.

Rachel smiled a bit as he told her that his summer had been good. She did wish that she could have gone with her dad, but unfortunately that wasn't an option anymore. "That's good."

[Paul Wilkerson]

The glameow was defeated. “One of the many Pokémon games,” Paul turned his DS to show Rachel. “The only thing that sucks about the Pokémon games is all the talking. The characters talk forever.” Paul tapped the screen again a couple of times to save his progress.

“So, we’re playing twenty questions then.” Paul turned off his game. He wanted to focus at the new game at hand. He wanted to guess Rachel’s power before she guessed his power. Then again Paul didn’t have anything to worry about. She probably wouldn’t be able to guess his power.

Paul thought for a moment. “Physical. What about you? Physical or mental?” Paul didn’t want to seem like he was copying Rachel. But it was a really good question to start with.

[Rachel Kells]

Rachel raised her eyebrow at the mention of Pokemon. "OH that is a tv show right? I knew there were games but I wasn't really allowed to have one of those, so I don't know much about it." She offered a smile at the boy. "But isn't the talking the point of the story?" She knew they were based on a story, right?


Rachel smiled as she shook her head. "If you want to." For some reason she was getting the impression that he didn't really want to tell her. That was fine, he just wouldn't figure out hers.

Grinning Rachel answered the question. "Mental. Do you have to eat a lot?" She was just guessing here, if he had to eat a lot it meant that his power required a lot of energy.

[Paul Wilkerson]

“Yeah. Some episodes are better than others. I tend to prefer the movies over the episodes.” To Paul he sounded like a nerd. He mentally slapped himself to get himself to shut up or he would of continued rambling on about Pokémon.

Enough Pokémon talk it was time to play 20 Questions. “Nope. I do eat a lot, but it doesn’t have anything to do with my power.” Paul picked up his drink and sipped it while he thought of a question to ask Rachel. “Let’s see, can you move things?”

[Rachel Kells]

Rachel didn't even know there were movies. That is how much she knew about the Pokemon franchise. "Wasn't it originally from Asia?" Forgive her Paul, she knows naught what she asks. She felt like she was just making herself look stupid in front of the boy who had a handheld device with a game that was specifically dedicated to the franchise. Oh Well, it was normal for her to not know popular reference things.

"Oh weird." That ruled out super strength and durability. "No I can't move things." Rachel shook her head, that would be a cool power though. "Does it have to do with an element?" If it did she could narrow it down to the four. Rachel was excellent at twenty questions.

[Paul Wilkerson]

“Yup, Japanese show.” Paul informed Rachel. “Pokemon is Japanese for pocket monsters.” Paul felt so smart that he know this information. He wasn’t gloating about it. He was simply expanding the knowledge of someone else.

“I’m a teenage boy. I’m a bottomless pit. I’ll eat anything and everything.” Paul chuckled. His parents kept telling him that Paul was going to eat them out of house and home. “The question shall be…can you manipulate something?”