The sheer fact that Gregg seemed to genuinely excited about heading back to the Grayston mansion to go swimming made Ali smile.  She had to admit that regardless of the tangled web of emotions she'd recently found herself emersed in, she still enjoyed spending time with Gregg.  It didn't happen quit...

Fighting back the threat of crimson overtaking her cheeks as Gregg's arm fell loosely around her shoulders, Ali turned en suite and headed toward the exit of Garfields.  She could almost swear that she felt the prying eyes of certain nearby waitresses bearing a hole into her back as the couple exite...

((To read the entirety of this post, see Ali Grayston's "Past" topic.)) Posted by: riserugu Aug 31 2006, 09:58 PM Focusing his attention downward on to the somewhat small, and lightly fashioned text of the menu placed before him by the waitress that had left some moments before. Gregg eye...

A slight smile played over the features of Ali Grayston as Gregg all but stated the fact that she had silently contemplated just moments prior -- the fact being that if she forced Gregg into choosing a movie, they'd spend the better portion of their evening in the nearest Blockbuster.  It made for a...

A genuine smile spread across the brunette's lips as Gregg agreed to her offer of swimming and a movie.  Perhaps it wasn't the most romantic of things to be spending a Friday night doing, but the plain truth was that there was virtually no time for any sense of solitude between the two.  The truth a...

At Gregg's confirmation that he was indeed free for the remainder of the evening, Ali inwardly jumped for joy.  She had been so nervous that he might've made previous plans, or that he might've had homework stacked up, or that he might've just not wanted to go anywhere else after their little "...

A noticeable frown, though it more resembled a pout than a full-on disappointed look, formed across the features of the vivacious brunette who sat across from Gregg Archer as he commented vaguely on the large variety of platters offered at the restaurant.  More than anything, Gregg seemed more than ...

Inwardly jumping for joy that Gregg held an indifference toward eating at that particular restaurant, Ali steered the boy in that direction.  The bright lights and loud sounds of the bustling mall were soon replaced by the restaurant's dim lighting and mellow, relaxing music as they entered, and Ali...

Although the flattering comments thrown her way by her companion were shrugged off visibly, Ali was inwardly jumping for joy at the fact that he'd even acknowledged her choice of attire.  Told her she was pretty, no less.  Of course, she shouldn't be thinking like that, Gregg clearly didn't think of...

After taking the time to check her watch one more time and study her cell phone scrutinizingly to confirm that Gregg had in fact not called and cancelled their planned evening together, Ali had once again begun pacing the tiled floor of the first story of the mall at a leisurely pace.  When she hear...

((Continued from: Lunch Room )) It had been a long while since Ali Grayston had called the Senator and demanded that he release her from her captors at Bathurst High School; a request which Senator Grayston more than willingly obliged to appease the vivacious brunette most commonly known as his daug...

The buzzing noise in the side pocket of Edgar's bag caught Maggie's attention and she looked on in curiosity as the copper-haired boy fished the phone from the pocket and answered it momentarily. The booming voice that echoed from the other side was very reminiscent of the voice she'd encountered on...

Taking note of Edgar's vocalized plans for the remainder of the day, Maggie smiled lightly, though the comment about her overprotective brother continued to ring out in her train of thought. Overprotective didn't even begin to describe the way Shawn oftentimes acted toward her, and she never really ...

As Edgar laid his credentials in the musical arts department out for her, Maggie couldn't help but raise her eyebrows in curiosity. She had been rather taken aback by the fact that Edgar seemed interested in Hobbsborough's choir, and she was even more surprised to find out about his history in music...

Maggie's attention was drawn away from Edgar's words as Deborah Dollop, a student from Mr. Satchel's ninth grade class, burst into the room with what appeared to be a note for Mrs. Saranna, who was still babbling away absent-mindedly on her cell phone. Apparently, even though the school was still un...