-1A/N: I do not own any part of the band Acceptance. I just have their CD and love it.

The lunch room was filled with noise. The crowds were buzzing with the latest gossip, jokes, and randomness. Every group, every color, was there. But there was one girl that was silent. Contemplating on what she was going to do. She took a deep breath and slowly let it out, grinning. She set herself the task of finding her victim.

Augie was eating lunch with his friends. Rather, picking at the thing that was supposed to be his lunch. He could have sworn it just moved. Tomorrow, he was going to go for the ravioli, he decided. Deciding he was going to risk it, he took a bite. Then, he gagged and spit it out. "Tasted like burnt ass-flavored pop tarts," he told Rex. Rex laughed.

"Go for the ravioli tomorrow," Rex advised, still laughing at the joke.

"Good idea."

They dropped into conversation for a while, before there was a sound coming from the speakers on the ceiling. Except, it wasn't an announcement. It was music. The mass of people in the room fell silent, listening.

There was a girl. Singing. In the lunch room. While it was full. Augie's brow wrinkled. What the fuck? He asked himself. Who would ever embarrass themselves that much in front of everyone?

She was walking towards the middle of the room, towards him, microphone in hand. Singing. The crowd was parting for her, staring in wonderment. Now his eyebrows rose. What the fucking hell?

"Oh no, this couldn't be more unexpected

And I can tell that I've been moving in so slow

Don't let it throw you off too far

Cause I'll be running right behind you

Could this be out of line (could this be out of line)

To say that you're the only one breaking me down like this

You're the only on I would take a shot on

Keep me hanging on so contagiously."

She climbed up on top of one of the long tables, walking it like a catwalk at a fashion show, still towards him. Her face was full of emotion from the song and she tangled her free hand into her long, layered, dark hair.

"Oohhh, when I'm around you I'm predictable

Cause I believe in loving you with first sight

I know it's crazy but I'm hoping to

To take a hold of you

Could this be out of line (could this be out of line)

To say that you're the only one breaking me down like this

You're the only on I would take a shot on

Keep me hanging on so contagiously."

Nodding her head and moving her willowy body in time to the music, she continued singing. That is one crazy ass bitch, Augie thought. Biting his lip piercing and twisting it in his teeth, he looked around, wondering who she could possibly be singing too, if anyone.

"Oh you're everything I'm wanting

Come to think of it, I'm aching

On account of my transgression

Will you welcome this confession?"

The girl stopped in front of him, eyebrows raised in concentration. But she didn't look at him. Augie almost slouched in relief. Then she turned facing him, removing the hand from her hair and looking into his eyes. She grinned. Augie went still.

"Could this be out of line (could this be out of line)

To say that you're the only one breaking me down like this

You're the only on I would take a shot on

Keep me hanging on so contagiously."

She crouched down in front of him, running a finger along his jaw line. Augie's eyes were wide and his eyebrows rose in a shocked look. His mind was racing. He didn't recognize her at the moment. He was sure that he didn't want to see her right now.

"Could this be out of line (could this be out of line)

To say that you're the only one breaking me down like this

You're the only on I would take a shot on

Keep me hanging on so contagiously."

Slowly, she finished, still grinning madly. Her finger trailed over his cheek. Augie was still in his seat, frozen with embarrassment. Finally, gathering his wits, he shoved his chair away from the table as fast as he could, getting away from the girl. Rex was glancing between his best friend and the girl, a confused look on his face. All eyes were on Augie and the singer, before Augie rushed out of the lunch room. Everyone stared at the girl for a little longer, still crouched on the table, before the boom of noise returned, the gossip about what had just happened.

The girl dropped her head, as in defeat. Rex touched her shoulder. She jerked it away, glaring at him. Rex backed off. "Sorry," she muttered. Climbing down into the now vacated chair, she held out a hand. "I'm Syd."

Rex took the hand. "Rex."

"I embarrassed the hell out of him, didn't I?"

Rex nodded slowly. "Probably."

"Go after him?"

Rex shrugged and poked at his food. When he opened his mouth to say something and looked at her, she was gone.

Augie was at his locker, twisting the combination furiously. He was leaving for the day. Thankfully it was Friday, so what happened should be forgotten by Monday, instead focusing on whoever had gotten drunk and gotten caught by their parents. Just getting his locker open, a slender hand reached in and closed it. Augie rounded on the person, eyes blazing, ready to yell at them. Not a sound left his mouth when he saw the girl from the lunch room.

Syd used two fingers to close his open jaw. "Hey."

Augie turned again to his locker, opening it, and attempting to grab his stuff. "Don't do that." He continued. Her hand appeared again, closing it. "Don't," she stated firmly.

Augie whirled. "Leave me alone! Go away! Isn't it enough you embarrassed the shit out me back there?"

"No," she stated calmly. Augie gaped. Finally, he whipped around, spun his combination, grabbed his stuff and started to stalk away.

"Don't I get a date? After all that?" Syd asked, calling after him.

Slowly, Augie turned. "Hell no," he ground out, refraining from yelling.

"Please?" There was a hopeful tone in her voice.

"No!"

"Come on, just one date," she cajoled.

Augie started walking away. "No," he called. She followed.

"Sex?"

Wincing, he glared fiercely at her. "No!" he snapped.

"A kiss?"

"Nu-uh."

They were out of the doors and on their way to his car. "A hug?"

"Nada."

She sighed. "Anything?"

"Nine." He reached into his pocket to grab his keys. They were gone. Augie turned.

Syd dangled his keys cheerfully from her fingers, shining and jingling in the sun. "Anything?" she coaxed, jingling the keys purposely.

"No," Augie started to walk. She didn't follow.

"Come on! You can't walk all the way home!"

"Watch me."

Sd jogged after him. "Wait." Augie turned. "Here." She pressed the keys and a notebook into his hands, looking down. "Sorry. For what happened in the lunch room." She turned and trudged away, head hanging. Augie pocketed the keys and flipped through the notebook. It was sketches of him, and notes to and about him. His face softened and he gave a little smile. She didn't seem that bad, if only a little odd. Then he looked up to find the girl two blocks away. Augie sprinted.

"Hey! You! Wait!" he shouted. The girl stopped and turned, looking confused.

"What?" she asked softly.

"It's Syd, right?" Augie was sauntering over now.

Still confused, she answered. "Yes." He stopped in front of her. "What do you want…."

"Thanks." Augie leaned down and met her lips softly. Syd gasped, shocked at what was happening. Then she relaxed and ran a hand through his short, spiked, white hair. Augie's hands rested lightly on her hips, keeping her from pushing up against him and making the kiss deeper. Syd tugged at his piercing, causing Augie to groan. Then she pulled away, searching his eyes.

"Were you really mad?" Her eyes were worried.

"Nah. It was pretty fresh." His eyes were dancing. "Come on." He looped an arm around her waist and started walking towards the parking lot. "So, as you seem to know a lot about me," he pulled the small notebook from his back pocket where he had put it and waved it, "tell me about you."

Syd smiled. "Nothing about me to tell." Shrugging, she ran a hand through her black hair, ruffling it. Augie looked at her skeptically. Syd rolled her eyes. "My name is Sydney and I'm an alcoholic," she said with a straight face and slightly serious tone. "I like music, movies, pulling stunts like that, and long walks on the fuckin' beach. Anything else?" Augie chuckled and pulled her tighter to him. The song was right.

"Nah. I think I…."

"Good. 'Cause I didn't go through all that for nothing." Syd smiled. Looking up at Augie, with his white hair and green eyes, she smiled. She was happy.

Okay, yeah, sappy ending. I dislike it, but I just wanted to put it out to see what people thought of it. Not my favorite story, but the characters were in my head, begging to be out. They kinda wrote the story. I'll probably end up taking it off or editing it, but yeah.