Hey guys. It's me again. This is an OffBeat fic, of which I am having a blast writing. I love Offbeat and I can't WAIT until the third book comes out. Anyhoo.

This takes place AFTER the second book. It also takes place around Thanksgiving.

Thanks so much for the read! PLEASE review. hugs you

Disclaimer: Je ne possède pas les OffBeat caractères. Je souhaite. (To all those who speak french much better than I: I'm sorry if I butchered that. I tried. :P)


Chapter One: The Walk

The red head sighed softly as he exited his final class of the day.

I can't believe it's only Wednesday, Tory thought bitterly. Why is it that teachers always assign projects the day before Thanksgiving break?

He shoved his cool hands into his pants pockets and rounded the corner, heading for the front exit, the last of the students rushing past him.

Let's see, so I have a project in English and civics. Even a project in physics class, he thought with a grimace.

A light blush crept into Tory's freckled cheeks as he thought of his friend.

I wonder if Colin will need any help with the physics project? Maybe I'll ask hi—

"Hey Tory," said a cool, silky voice. Tory's blush deepened, recognizing the voice immediately, as a feather light hand rested on his shoulder.

"Oh, Colin! Hey." He turned to face the raven-haired boy, letting Colin's hand slip off his shoulder. Colin gave him a small, unabashed smile. They continued walking down the clean, white hallway of the school and exited through the double doors.

The afternoon air was stale and damp from the previous night's snow shower, which had melted all too quickly.

Figures, Tory thought dryly, the snow melts, but the forty degree weather stays.

"I was wondering if we could do some of the physics project together?" Colin said blatantly after a few moments. Tory blinked and blushed slightly.

"Heh, yeah," he paused before adding, "Actually, I was going to ask you." Tory laughed nervously, before he fixed his eyes on the bare trees of the approaching park, feeling Colin's gaze upon him.

Tory gulped, wondering what his friend was thinking. Wanting to break the silence, he blurted the first question that came to his mind.

"So, what are you doing for Thanksgiving?" Seeing Colin turn his attention to the passing gift shop, Tory relaxed again, letting out the breath he was apparently holding.

He inwardly hoped it wasn't a touchy subject for Colin.

"Nothing," Colin said calmly, as if it were a perfectly adequate answer. Tory's mouth dropped open.

"What do you mean 'nothing'? You must be doing something?"

"Dr. Garrets doesn't celebrate holidays. Not Thanksgiving, not Christmas," Colin shrugged, "But it's no big deal. I've never really liked Thanksgiving anyway." Tory watched the small puffs of smoke dance in front of Colin's face as he finished the last of his explanation.

"Why not?" Tory asked impulsively, immediately knowing that he was prying too deep.

Colin shrugged slightly, his usual frown masking his face.

Inwardly sighing, Tory glanced up and stared at the clouds through half-lidded eyes. The thick, flawless blanket of gray made the world seem colorless and oddly still.

A shiver unexpectedly shook his frame, his teeth chattering for half a moment.

Ah shit, why did I only wear a long sleeve shirt today? Couldn't I have at least grabbed the hoodie mom offered me this morning? Tory thought through gritted teeth. What in the heck was I thinking?

He glanced at Colin out of the corner of his eye and breathed a soft sigh of relief, a puff of vapor appearing and disappearing; He didn't seem to notice the shudder.

Surprised, Tory's body jolted slightly and his breath caught in his throat at the sensation of warm fingertips tracing his left palm. His heart was beating so fast, he was sure he'd go into cardiac arrest.

Flushed and slightly disoriented, Tory's eyes flickered up to meet Colin's.

Colin had what seemed like a playful smile dancing across his wanton face.

"Are you cold?" he murmured, his breath whirling in the still air.

Tory stuttered, a deep blush adorning his cheeks.

Suddenly, Colin's features hardened and he withdrew his hand. He stopped walking and looked at the corner of the block that they stood at.

Confused and upset, Tory began to ask what was wrong only to be silenced by the stern gesture of Colin's hand.

He turned and faced Tory, scowling slightly.

"I forgot about Dr. Garrets."

"Huh?" Tory cocked his head. Colin ran an annoyed hand through his midnight locks.

"He was supposed to pick me up right after school," He paused and glanced at Tory with softening eyes, "But I guess I got distracted and forgot."

Tory felt terrible. Was Colin going to get in trouble because of him?

Suddenly, a black car pulled around the corner of the block and pulled over by the curb.

Colin's eyes locked with Tory's.

"Call me, okay?" And without waiting for a response, he got into the car.


Hope you all enjoyed! More coming very soon. Please give me a reason to finish this fic (and make my day) and review. Thanks everyone!