His Changed Feelings
Category: The Mighty Boosh
Characters: Howard Moon, Vince Noir
Pairing: Howard Moon/Vince Noir
Rating: PG-13
Status: WIP
Length: 1-5k words
Chapter 3
Contents
Chapter 3
Author’s Notes: Introductions.
He took out all of his supplies and started reorganizing them. I swear those were the beginnings of stationary village. There was a blu-tack well for Pete’s sake!
As Miss Norbury started writing on the board again, I tried to get his attention.
“Pssst,” I hissed. He just continued reading his book. I tried again, a bit louder. “Pssssst,” But he didn’t hear. This time I tried a different approach.
“Howard,” I whispered. No response.
“Howard.” No response. “Howard? Howard. Howard. Howaaaard? How–”
Before I finished, he whispered, rather loudly, “What, Mr. Noir?!”
Miss Norbury cleared her throat, crossing her arms. Howard and I smiled at her, innocently. She gave us both a stern look then turned back to the board.
“I just wanted to say ‘hi’ and ‘nice to meet you’,” I stuck my hand out. Howard glared a glare that I see pretty much every day but he took my hand anyway.
We shook slowly as he whispered, “Mr. Noir, we can talk more after class. Does that suit you?”
“Alright!” I said excitedly. Just then I realized we were still shaking hands,
“Sorry,” we both murmured as we let go.
Come on! Come on, I thought, impatiently.
I fidgeted in my seat as I stared at the clock and let my mind wonder.
Hmm… I wonder where he’s from… Well, England but…
Hmm… What kinda music?
Out the corner of my eye, I looked over at the book next to his arm. ‘A Brief History of Jazz.”
Ew!
I went back to staring at the clock. 4 minutes left.
Move, minute hand! Move!
3 minutes. I tapped the pencil I’d ‘borrowed’ from Howard’s pencil case when he wasn’t looking, against my desk.
2 minutes. I chewed on the eraser end of the pencil.
1 minute. I played with the button on my sleeve, staring at the second hand.
0 minutes! I jumped happily a little too far to the left and nailed my knee on the side the desk. Some girls giggled. Howard glanced over and stifled a laugh.
“Now then. Class,” Miss Norbury clapped her hands together, ridding them of any chalk.
“I think it’s time we meet our partners. Since you will be spending the rest of this year with them, it’s important to get to know them.”
I stuck my hand again and smiled. “Alright? I’m Vincent Noir, only child, fashion extraordinaire, Jagger fan and all around nice guy. Oh, and hope to be a Rock n Roll star someday. Be as Famous as Jagger. Ha! If that’s possible.” I finished in one breath.
He took it as he had before and sighed. “Hello, Vincent–”
“Vince,” I interrupted. “Call me Vince.”
He looked at me and blinked before continuing. “Hello, Vince. I’m Howard TJ Moon. Big family, and hope to be a great explorer comma jazz maverick, just like my dad. You can call me… Howard.”
We shook once more.
“Cool,” I nodded after he picked up his book again. Miss Norbury continued writing curvy letters on the board.
I stared blankly at the words until lunch.
End Notes: Oppsies i fibbed. One more part then action at Next school!!
