Jane Doe ~Nevershoutnever

Brick watches from his seat as she stands up, her perfect long orange hair flowing town her back, slightly curled at the end. Her big pink eyes brush over his red ones for a moment before returning to her friends.

"Do you know that girl?" Butch asks, tapping his brother's shoulder.

"No." Brick answers, turning to look at him. "Why?"

"You keep staring at her." Boomer answers for his brother. "You look like a stalker."

Brick shrugs. "She's really pretty."

"Go talk to her then." Butch shrugs, taking a sip of his punch. "It's a school dance, you're suppose to mingle."

"That's my point Butch, it's a school dance, I should know her, she looks too old to be a freshman, and I'm a senior, I should know everyone."

"Well don't go talk to her then, I couldn't care less."

Brick sighs, looking down at his now empty cup. "I'm going to go get another drink." He says, standing and walking down the bleachers, his eyes no longer being able to find the misterious beauty. She had moved from his line of vision when he was talking to his brothers.

After pouring a cup full of the purplish colored drink Brick turns around, only to run directly into someone, he falls back mumbling curse words as he opens his eyes to see the mysterious girl, only now her beautiful light pink dress has a large amount of purple punch running down the front of it.

"I am so sorry!" Brick says, standing up and trying to help her, fearing that now any chance he would've had at making friends with her was gone now.

She laughs though. "It's fine. Accidents happen, I brought a spare dress in case something like this happened."

Brick smiles at her. Noticing that they're still holding hands, he pulls away, a blush going to his face. "My name's Brick."

The girl giggles at him. "I'm Blossom."

"Are you a new student here?" he asks, trying to keep her with him for as long as he can.

"Yea." Blossom nods. "How did you know?"

"I;m a senior." He answers. "I know everyone here, you know the charms of living in a horribly small town."

Blossom laughs. "Small pond, big fish. I'm a Junior. I just started last week, me and my sisters." She points to two of the girls she had been with earlier.

"Well." Brick smiles at her. "If you need someone to show you around I'd be happy to."

Blossom smiles back. "That would be nice, I still have a little trouble getting around, I signed up for a couple of groups, but I don't know how I'll ever find them." She laughs.

"What groups?" Brick asks, hoping she signed up for one he was in.

"Book club, and poetry." She answers, her smile still holding it's place.

Brick's smile joins hers. "I'm in book club too. I could show you where it is."

Blossom nods. "That would be really nice! I wish there was something I could do for you."

"There is." Brick smiles, holding out his hand. "Dance with me?"

Blossom smiles, nodding. She seems to have forgotten about the purple stain on her dress, Brick sure had, as they dance together, alone in the crowded room.

As they dance Brick finds himself overly attracted, but he doesn't mind.