A Smoke Beneath the Bleachers ((Jason and Harmony- PM to Join))

((This thread was agreed upon by Harmony Richter and Jason Merlotte))

Jason wanted to get out of here. Fast.
It was a nice school, but he had no desire to stay. It was almost TOO nice.
After his final class of the day, he walked out to the football field and found a nice smoking spot beneath the bleachers. He pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his backpack and lit one, the smell hitting his nose and putting him at ease. He took a long drag off of the cig, and then released it slowly. He watched the smoke catch the slight breeze, and he sighed, releasing the rest.
He was alone, and he liked it like that.

Wanting to get out of her dorm room for a while, Harmony walked to the football field to seek out some peace and quiet. She climbed up to the top of the bleachers and pulled out her favorite novel: Pride and Prejudice. She couldn't count how many times she had read it, but she read it at least once every year. She read a chapter before she smelt something pungent.
Cigarette smoke.
She know smoking was not allowed on school property, and her inhaling smoke would ruin her singing voice. She stood up with a huff, shoved her book back into her backpack, and stormed down the steps.
She rounded the corner of the bleachers to see a boy standing underneath them with a cigarette in his hand. He was blowing smoke out of his mouth, and Harmony was repulsed.
"You do realize what smoking does to your lungs, right? Not to mention that smoking underage is illegal both in federal law AND at this school?"

Harmony Richter wrote:

Wanting to get out of her dorm room for a while, Harmony walked to the football field to seek out some peace and quiet. She climbed up to the top of the bleachers and pulled out her favorite novel: Pride and Prejudice. She couldn't count how many times she had read it, but she read it at least once every year. She read a chapter before she smelt something pungent.
Cigarette smoke.
She know smoking was not allowed on school property, and her inhaling smoke would ruin her singing voice. She stood up with a huff, shoved her book back into her backpack, and stormed down the steps.
She rounded the corner of the bleachers to see a boy standing underneath them with a cigarette in his hand. He was blowing smoke out of his mouth, and Harmony was repulsed.
"You do realize what smoking does to your lungs, right? Not to mention that smoking underage is illegal both in federal law AND at this school?"

Who the hell is this?
Jason looked at his present company, and was rather judgmental. She was pretty, but what she just said to him was quite the turn-off.
He took another drag on the cig and blew the smoke in her general direction.
"Listen, sweetheart, I'm not going to stop smoking because you tell me to. Let's get that straight."
Jason was slightly annoyed by this girl, but she was somewhat pretty.

SWEETHEART?
"Listen, buddy, I'm no one's sweetheart." Harmony said, offended at the nickname this boy had just branded her with.
"And I'm not saying you have to stop, I'm just bringing it to your attention that you're being a complete idiot by ruining your lungs with those cigarettes."

"Listen, if I wanted health advice, I'd get it from a doctor, not a precocious girl." Jason said, flicking the cigarette butt onto the ground and extinguishing it with his shoe.
"So, just walk away and pretend this never happened, alright?"

"I believe the word you're looking for is 'pretentious', something that I'm not." Harmony said, before the boy flicked his cigarette on the ground, and he rubbed it into the pavement with his shoe.
"So, just walk away and pretend this never happened, alright?"
That was it.
"No, I will certainly NOT just walk away! What you're doing is highly illegal. It's my civic duty to tell the headmistress."

"You? Not pretentious? Never." Jason said, sarcastically.
He hated to admit it, but the girl was kind of pretty when she was mad.
"And NO, you're not going to tell the headmistress. No one likes a tattler, sweetheart."

There he went with that "sweetheart" bullshit again.
"Stop calling me that." Harmony said, feeling her blood begin to boil.
"I don't care if no one likes a tattler. You're breaking the law."