He caught a glimpse of dark messy hair and the ugliest tan boots he had ever seen, and the curve of a rather spectacular ass, actually, before the boy caromed around the corner of the building and out of sight. Danny didn't know what the hell was up with the mutant skateboard, but he took a second to pray that he might see its rider again, if only to provide a solitary glimmer of hope and sexy that might carry him through to tomorrow, so he could say he had survived his first day, and he could carry that one day in his heart as proof that he could survive all the days that would follow.
In homeroom, Danny met the hottest girl he had ever seen in real life, whose name was Kono, and who won his heart for all of five seconds by bringing up hockey in conversation before he realized she was talking about the wrong kind.
"No, I'm sorry, Kono, you seem awesome and everything but even your powers good cheer cannot convince me that any hockey that takes place in a FIELD instead of a RINK as god intended is the right kind of hockey."
"I'm sorry to break it to YOU, Danny, but I'm pretty sure that my version existed before yours did. Also we play without all that stupid gear, which, seriously, who needs that many shoulder pads?"
"WE need the padding because WE have skates and we play on ice and we go very, very fast, and therefore when we check somebody it is entirely possible that we could remove their spine from their bodies from the sheer velocity. Its a scientific fact, look it up. Go ahead, I'll wait." Kono laughed as Danny set his cheek on his fist and tapped his finger against the desk, and Danny couldn't help but smile back, and that's probably where he lost the argument, but he was having so much fun trying to get her to laugh again, he couldn't really bring himself to care. As the school morning news program, named something with more vowels than was strictly necessary, wrapped up and the students started packing up their last-minute homework and various time-wasting electronic devices, Kono invited Danny to join her and her friends for lunch, which Danny agreed to with what he felt was pretty remarkable cool considering the way she flicked her hair as she slid the strap of her messenger bag onto her shoulder. He waved goodbye to her as they took off in opposite directions down the hallway outside the classroom, and he couldn't help feeling a tiny sliver of hope that maybe he might not hate it in Hawaii, that is until he tried to take what appeared to be a shortcut across the football field at the center of the cluster of school buildings and ran across what he could only assume was some kind of gang initiation, given the number of tattoos on display, all belonging to unsavory looking upperclassmen who had surrounded another boy in front of the utility building.
Re: HAWAII FIVE-0 HIGH SCHOOL AU PART 3/?
In homeroom, Danny met the hottest girl he had ever seen in real life, whose name was Kono, and who won his heart for all of five seconds by bringing up hockey in conversation before he realized she was talking about the wrong kind.
"No, I'm sorry, Kono, you seem awesome and everything but even your powers good cheer cannot convince me that any hockey that takes place in a FIELD instead of a RINK as god intended is the right kind of hockey."
"I'm sorry to break it to YOU, Danny, but I'm pretty sure that my version existed before yours did. Also we play without all that stupid gear, which, seriously, who needs that many shoulder pads?"
"WE need the padding because WE have skates and we play on ice and we go very, very fast, and therefore when we check somebody it is entirely possible that we could remove their spine from their bodies from the sheer velocity. Its a scientific fact, look it up. Go ahead, I'll wait." Kono laughed as Danny set his cheek on his fist and tapped his finger against the desk, and Danny couldn't help but smile back, and that's probably where he lost the argument, but he was having so much fun trying to get her to laugh again, he couldn't really bring himself to care. As the school morning news program, named something with more vowels than was strictly necessary, wrapped up and the students started packing up their last-minute homework and various time-wasting electronic devices, Kono invited Danny to join her and her friends for lunch, which Danny agreed to with what he felt was pretty remarkable cool considering the way she flicked her hair as she slid the strap of her messenger bag onto her shoulder. He waved goodbye to her as they took off in opposite directions down the hallway outside the classroom, and he couldn't help feeling a tiny sliver of hope that maybe he might not hate it in Hawaii, that is until he tried to take what appeared to be a shortcut across the football field at the center of the cluster of school buildings and ran across what he could only assume was some kind of gang initiation, given the number of tattoos on display, all belonging to unsavory looking upperclassmen who had surrounded another boy in front of the utility building.