Arizona/Mexico Trip

Lyndon had always had a nag to visit Arizona, and to see the Grand Canyon in all it's glory, but it had never quite struck to be the opportune moment, until now. And now was quite truly the most spectacular time; Lyndon had been getting quite close to Jesse, and he so deeply desired to spend more time with him. And when more easy is it to be close to someone than when you are at work with them? Yes, they shared the same profession, but hardly ever met within school hours unless Jesse had a free period or they happened to be alone in the staff room, which was not often now the other teachers knew who Jesse was.

Lyndon awoke from this deep trail of thought as he caught his foot on a pebble laying on the ground, causing him to lurch forward. As he regained balance, he glanced around to assure that nobody had seen him trip. His suitcase had made its way to the ground in this series of events, and so he bent down slowly to pick it up by the handle, and continued to walk towards the bus, stepping around the pebble and hurling his sleek black case in the cargo hold of the coach.

A break in the silence sent shivers down Lyndon's spine, and he turned his head slightly to acknowledge the person who had spoken. The voice was most recognisable, and soon before he fixed his vision upon the man himself it registered that it was Jesse who had spoken. Lyndon smiled gently at him, admiring his mimicking tone as he spoke.

"Indeed." He replied with a small nod, running a hand through his soft, styled hair. "I didn't realise you were coming on this trip, actually."

Soon after speaking, Lyndon realised that it was probably not the best worded sentence he had spoken, and hoped it came off in the complete opposite way that it now sounded in his head.

Skyler didn't know what it was, but something in the fresh morning air told him that this trip wasn't going to be like the others. This was in his mind as he strolled up towards the beautiful long coach, where a girl with strange coloured hair was kneeling down, listening in on what he assumed was a staff conversation. Interested, he threw his suitcase into the hold and sneaked up beside her, nudging her arm.
"Who's talking?" He asked curiously.

Skyler nods. "Oh, right. Remind me why we're spying on them?" He asks, not only wanting to know why actually they were poking their noses into the teachers' personal lives but also wanting to know a little more about the girl.

Skyler peers through the hold, watching as the teachers conversed. "I guess so. Whiteside has definitely got that twinkle in his eye." He says with a shrug, looking back at her. "What's your name?"

Lyndon gave Jesse a quick nod, entwining his hands as he listened to Jesse speak. His voice ran so smoothly, and rather relaxedly, and it made Lyndon feel more at home around him.

"Yes, that does sound much like Ms. Kirkbridge." He agreed, pondering over what the trip would be like now Jesse would be with him.

Lyndon shrugs, asking himself what he really did want to see on this trip. That was something he hadn't thought of, truly. He had just been coming along to watch over the students.

"I'm not quite sure." He tells him truthfully, glancing down at his feet. "What about you? What do you hope to see?"