Theatre day!! (Miles)

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Maria ran straight in her room and paused wide eyed. It was a mess!! I mean just look at the dust on her bed. The little dirt on the floor! She smacked her forehead and started wiping the TV down. "I am so sorry. Usually my room looks a lot better." Hilariously enough her room looked very neat. It was only her and a few other gifted people who could tell that there was a tiny bit of dust and dirt. She shook her head and looked at the floor. "It looks awful." Looking at the floor you would think someone vacuumed all day. Her bed was neat as well, it looked like someone had OCD...she did.

She smiled wide anyway and pointed to the DVD player that was on top of the Video tape player. Yep, she had it all..."There it is." Where would you like to sit? I would sit on the floor but there is dirt on it." Once again, nobody could see it but her and so she probably looked crazy. She sat down on the bed and patted the seat next to her so he knew where he could sit. It wasn't that she was bossy, just when things were out of place she HAD to put it back. Even in someone else's room. 

[Miles Daugherty]

Miles had thought the girl was joking when she had taken off running to her room, but he had enjoyed the trip being turned into a game. He ran along a few feet behind her, clutching the movie in one hand.

Miles wasn’t exactly a neat freak. Although his room was cleaner than most teenage boys, it was because of his need to have everything in the place that it belonged. He was pleased that Maria’s room was clean as well. And he didn’t understand why she was so sorry about it. She should be happy that her room wasn’t the disaster zone of some other rooms he had poked his head into at Hammel.

“Nice…and clean.” Miles said, he said, looking around a bit before returning his gaze to the floor. He walked over to her VHS player and got the movie set up to go. Of course it was already rewound. Miles hated it when people didn’t rewind their movies. He hesitated when she patted on the bed next to him. He wasn’t sure if he should sit on a girl’s bed. Especially with a girl there. So he just stood next to the foot of the bed, kind of leaning against it, as he waited for the movie to start playing.

“Popcorn?” he asked, wishing he had thought to bring some.

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She looked at him with a confused expression on her face and looked down. In Maria's point of view her sight zoomed in on the ground making it look like the carpet had more crystal looking dust on it than it did. Then she looked at him and her eye sight went to normal. "Oh...Forgot I did that zooming thing with my eyes." She laughed at that and watched him put it in the VHS player.

She was excited for another reason now. The fact that they were watching it on a video tape. Not many people did that anymore. She watched him, while looking at the movie, lean to the foot of the bed but not sit down. Did he think she had 'cooties'? It was probably that. She looked at him and couldn't help it when she giggled at his question. I have popcorn and a microwave." She got up and found the popcorn bag on the microwave, spotless. She turned around and shook it while looking at the tv still. "Just know that there is not any butter if you want any." She smiled at that and put it in the microwave.

[Miles Daugherty]

Miles knew when people were looking at him, even if he wasn't looking directly at them. But as was the case with most emotions, he missed the confusion. Smiling meant happy. Frowns meant sad. Those two he could handle. But anything past that was too...well..confusing for him. There were so many different and subtle ways to show feeling, so he'd given up long ago ever getting them all down.

"Your eyes zoom," he said. "Like binoculars." It was half question/half just repeating information to himself. He knew that every student had abilities. And that some of them were too complicated for him to really understand. But if zooming eyes were like binoculars, then he could comprehend that.

"Popcorn is popcorn. Please. Thank you." Miles loved just about any kind of popcorn. The only kind he'd ever shied away from was drenching plain popcorn in hot Tabasco sauce. Way to messy. His mom always got him flavored powders to add to popcorn for presents. Although his favorite kind was white cheddar, he didn't really enjoy how the powder built up on his fingers after a while. That was one good thing about butter-free popcorn. Nothing on his fingers but popcorn.

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She thought about it for a moment. Binoculars helped someone see what was too far away to see. Her eyes did the same so she nodded her head. "Never thought of it like that but yep!" She smiled and laughed at that while waiting for the popcorn to finish. She was a bit fascinated while watching popcorn make. Always the one to lean her forehead near the microwave to watch it rise and pop. Her sense of smile picked up on the cooked parts.

"You are so welcome." She flinched once the thing started to beep and couldn't help laughing at herself. Afraid of a sound, that was a new one! She hummed to herself and took out the popcorn. She closed the door and sat back on the bed. She opened it and tried to ignore how steamy and hot it was. "Ohmygosh!" She blew at her hands and outstretched her arm with the popcorn bag. "Caution: It's Hot seems to not mean much too me I guess." She laughed at that and watched the movie while still holding her hand out.

She danced a little in her seat every time a song came on. It was a habit of hers to dance when music was playing. Too her there was absolutely nothing wrong with it. She made sure not to say anything anymore as well. Apparently people did not like others to talk when a movie was on. At least her parents didn't anyway.

[Miles Daugherty]

Miles nodded at her comment before repeating to himself. "Maria. Binocular eyes." It helped him to remember. There were so many students at Hammel. All with their own powers. It was all so confusing. Half the time Miles mixed up his roommates. It would be helpful if everyone wore name tags. Sometimes you had to wear name tags on field trips at school. And Hammel was kind of like one very extended field trip.

While he waited for the popcorn to finish, Miles started singing along to the song playing at the moment. When a Disney movie was playing, more importantly when a song was going on, was one of the few times Miles was very vocal and expressive. Though he really only smiled because the characters were, he was happy. "Why should I worry? Why should I care? I may not have a dime but I got street savoire faire," he sang out.

He worried for a moment that Maria had actually burnt herself on the popcorn. "You should always read the instructions first," he said, monotonously. It was obvious he was repeating a lesson that had been drilled into him many times before.

He munched on the popcorn as they watched the movie. Though he wasn't much of a dancer, he did sing along with every song. And sometimes even say the lines along with the characters, particularly the real funny or loud ones. Someone had once told him that it was rude to talk during movies. But he didn't understand that. Weren't you supposed to talk to people when you were spending time with them. It didn't make sense not to. Beside the people on the movie was talking, why couldn't he?

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She nodded with a smile on her face. "Yep!" That sounded good too her! She always wanted to find an example for how she saw things when she was seeing far off and now she had it! Now if only she could give an example on horrible/good sense of smell she had. Out of habit she started to dance when the music came on and hummed. She was surprised that he knew the lyrics so well. She only knew the one that said 'Everybody wants to be a cat' and that was because she loved cats so much.

She giggled at what he told her and couldn't help but to think that he was told that often. Of course she could be just thinking things. As they ate popcorn and watched the TV she stopped talking and just listened to the alley cat. He was her favorite character because of how lade back he was. She danced and listened while singing a few lyrics she knew. This was so fun. She knew she would have fun but she didn't know if he could get him to have as much fun until now.

She listened to him talk as well and couldn't help smiling at him as he looked like someone reading a book. Not paying attention to anything else besides the movie, and getting some popcorn. She giggled happily at this and began to sing and laugh at her favorite song. She couldn't help laughing the most when the piano started to slam down to the bottom of the home while they are just singing and having a great time. "I wish we could all be that happy."

[Miles Daugherty]

((So…I got confused and forgot what movie they were watching…oops, sorry forgive me and Miles for quoting the wrong lyrics))

Miles didn’t have much trouble explaining his power. When he was forced to. That wasn’t his issue. No, he was more worried that maybe just by talking about his power, he would somehow set if it. Even if he wasn’t actually touching metal at the time. It was all just too much for him to handle.

Maria was right. A lot of what Miles said, especially when it came to rules or advice, was stuff that had been drilled into him over the years. Not that he minded. He liked rules. They made the world make sense.

He wasn’t much of a dancer, but he continued to sing along with the movies and quoting the lines with his favorite characters. “The geese are funny,” he said, as they waddled on to screen. “But you’re not supposed to get drunk like he does. Drinking is bad. Especially when you drink and drive. Then the cops will come for you.” He nodded along with himself, his voice very serious.

He watched her giggle and dance, munching on his popcorn. His face was expressionless as usual for the most part, except when he was using a character’s voice. He gave a twitch of a smile as the piano slammed down and Maria burst out laughing, but it was gone quickly. He rubbed his sleeve against his mouth, thinking about what she said. He was happy sometimes. But he never acted like the cats on the screen. Did that mean he wasn’t happy enough?

“Are you happy?” he asked, softly, before shoving his sleeve into his mouth. She looked happy. Smiling and laughing meant happy, right? But then why wish to be happy if she was already happy. He was so confused.