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Post by Ayrn on Aug 13, 2010 3:17:36 GMT -5
So much had changed in the last few days, for the good. She had been a drifter, never really fitting into anywhere, she had lived in a large family home in Southern France with her parents not even caring enough to spend more then a couple weekends at home and even when they did a lot of the time was spent in a spa or shopping. She had grown up alone and that had been one of the reasons that she had ended up getting involved with the law to try to get the attention of her parents. A rampant car thief, at the age of fourteen she had been sent to a juvenile camp and by the time that she had been out her parents had upped and moved without even telling her, none of her belongings were left and she ended up living alone in the house for a matter of days before she had been sent to an adoption center. Being a bitter teenager she ended up scaring most of the people who wanted to adopt her away. She had been bounced from center to center until finally Ayrn had showed up. The woman was not too much older then her, 6 years in fact and they seemed to get along famously. She was living the good life now, in the hotel that was owned by Ayrn and her best friend. The 'daughter' of the hotel owner, it had its perks. Ayrn had insisted that she take he shopping so they spent the weekend setting up her new room and she gained a new wardrobe one that she had looked through for the clothes that she was wearing this morning, the first morning of school. Butterflies danced in her stomach at the nervousness that was settling in. Long chestnut locks were straightened and were loose over her shoulders, she had gotten a hair cut the day before. Wild teal optics were bright beneath a heavy curtain of lashes which were accented by a coat of black mascara. Confident was apparent in the smile of the girl, she could do this. She had changed into a pair of dark jeans that accented ever slender curve of the girls physique. The t-shirt was modest and well worn and clung to slender abdomen. She was finally ready and made her way into the common part of the house where Ayrn stood with her keys in hand and she was truly glad that she was not being forced to take the bus from the hotel. She stepped into the Audi and stared out the window still managing to be nervous about getting to the school. Ayrn walked her up the steps and into the office filling out a few papers before leaving her with a brief hug. The schedule was handed to her and she stepped out into the hallway heading to her first class. English. She was good in English so she spent most of the time staring out the window. The second class was gym, it was with the seniors as well so she was forced into the change room with some of the people from her first class and a lot of girls that looked older that she did not recognize. One of the popular looking girls from English approached her as she was about to get changed. Hey, your Pirzi right? The new girl? She asked, she seemed decent enough so she nodded with a small smile. Yes Emily right? Its nice to meet you. It would be nice to have someone looking out for her as she got changed and they walked out of the changeroom together to await for the coach of whoever was going to be leading the class. Her chesnut locks were tied into a pony tail and her shirt was a little looser then the one she had been wearing for the rest of the day though the shorts seemed to show off tanned legs very nicely. The coach announced that they were going to be playing dodge ball and a sense of dread seemed to wash over her, but first they were told to do a lap around the gym. She settled easily into step beside Emily who babbled on and on about cheerleading before she came back to a halt as the teams were being formulated.
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Post by Lonestar on Aug 13, 2010 14:02:04 GMT -5
Groaning, the boy woke to the deafening blare of his alarm clock going off, body rolling over till he was on his back with eyes cracked open just a little to read the bright blue numbers as they reflected from the clock on his bed stand onto the ceiling. Seeing that it was six in the am, he cursed and turned back over, his face pressing into the pillow as he listened to the noise for a little longer. Finally growing tired of it, he turned his head to where his lips were unobstructed by anything and yelled off! Instantly, the alarm stopped with a satisfying ding and he was allowed to fall back asleep, smiling as he once again mentally thanked his mother for buying him the voice activated clock. When he woke again, it was a more reasonable nine and so the bloke drug himself out of bed, moving to his bathroom with motion sensored lights to do his business and splash water on his face. Retreating back to his room, body collapsed again on the bed, laying across it's width as he yawned, covering his mouth with the back of his hand and silently reminding himself to kick his friend's ass the next time he saw him. Hangovers were never really something he enjoyed and occasionally he thought that the drinking wasn't even worth the aftermath although that view always changed quickly whenever the opportunity presented itself again. Looking over at the stand beside his bed to check the time, the male noticed a cream colored pamphlet tucked underneath the clock and sat up to investigate, frowning as he did so. Instantly seeing the private school logo on the front, his memory came flooding back and he jumped up, moving to the closet to pick out his favorite pair of ripped jeans and the worn Avenged Sevenfold shirt his father had brought home for him from his concert in Beijing. Today was the first day he would start school at Leonard's School for Advanced Children and he was already setting a bad record by running late. Hey, at least they wouldn't get the wrong impression on him. Changing quickly, Revikr then moved to the bathroom once again to check his appearance, dousing water on his hair to straighten the unruly locks, knowing that by the time he arrived to school each strand would be dry and laying perfectly over his forehead to brush eyebrows. He put on deodorant then sprayed some of the Axe Chocolate onto his shirt before heading for his bedroom door, ignoring the geeky looking backpack his mother had put together for him before taking off to go on tour with his father again. He really loved his mother and his father, most days, but they were completely ignorant of who he was anymore. Sure, maybe when he had been younger and they were home more often they had known his habits backwards and forwards, but now that he was a teenager and capable of taking care of himself, they left him to do pretty much whatever he wanted and when they tried to intervene because things weren't going as they thought they should, Rev usually just paid them no mind and acted like he was doing it the way they wanted, but would revert back to his old ways the instant they looked the other direction. As he ran downstairs, the smell of eggs, bacon, and toast filled the air, bringing a broad grin to features as he made a quick detour to the kitchen, flashing the older housekeeper and cook, Maria, one of his irresistible grins and in reaction she shook the spatula at him. "Oh noes you do not mister Revikr. I not going to lie to your padres for you again. You late to school." Aww Maria, why do you always suspect the worst of me? I was only grinning because I love your cooking so much. Laughing, the boy rounded the table and kissed her cheek fondly as he grabbed two pieces of toast to make a sandwich with. Blushing, she rattled off something in spanish and took the toast out of his hands to make the sandwich for him just as he liked, wrapping it up in a paper towel when she was done so he could take it with him. "Vaya con Dios." She told him as she always did before he left the house, smiling at him like a proud mamma. "Drive safe." Winking at her, he moved through the foyer and out the front door, taking the marble steps that led up to the house quickly before turning onto the circular gravel driveway and moving to the garage. Punching in the special code, he stood by as the door slowly slid open, revealing a wide selection of cars. Ignoring the GT Mustang his father had just bought him, the lad moved towards the red convertible Ferrari F430 Spider and hopped into the driver’s seat, turning the key in the ignition without even opening the door. Grinning as it roared to live and vibrated in anticipation beneath him, the teenager paused to appreciate the feel, petting the smooth wood grain dashboard as if the car was alive. Hey baby. Long time no see. He purred to it before pressing the clutch and pushing it into first gear, pulling slowly out of the garage so as to not make treed marks. Once the door closed behind him however, he gunned it, spraying gravel all over the place as he headed towards the tall wrought iron gates that opened up quickly as he came by. Lifting his hand to way to Norman, the gate man, he did not even pause as he pulled out onto the private road, knowing that everyone else who lived on his street would be at work or at school already. Coming up to the school, he checked his ID with the gateman who let him in and parked in one of the spots closest to the building before hopping out, the key going into his pocket as he locked it and the lights flashed behind him. He slipped passed the security guard at the front doors with the excuse that he got lost and made his way to second period gym, having memorized his schedule. It seemed he was just in time because the couch was preoccupied with another student when he came in late and snuck into the guy’s locker room, changing into the unflattering uniform the school provided for physical education students to wear along with all the other guys. Some he recognized from parties and quickly took up with that crowd as they all moved out into the gym, exchanging greetings like old buddies. Glancing away from his group, Rev shamelessly studied each girl as she walked out of the changing room, finding that the outfit required by everyone looked a lot better on some of them than it did on the guys. A few had potential although most were a lot like all the other ladies at his previous school: all money no looks. There was a pair that seemed to be sticking close together, one blonde and the other; well she was sort of a redhead although her hair that was pulled into a ponytail had more shades of brown and gold than red. As they all started out for a run, he elbowed the guy beside him and jerked his head in the duo's direction, raising eyebrows suggestively and the other simply grinned back as he caught his message. Once the lap was done, he approached them from behind with his newfound buddy at his side, allowing his hot breath to span the width of the brunette's neck as he leaned over her shoulder to whisper in her ear. Hey. I'm Revikr. Who are you? He asked quietly, keeping his eye on the couch to try and avoid getting pinned down for sexual harassment so early on in the year like he had at the last private school. Stupid teacher wouldn't listen to him when he tried to explain that it was the girl who had trapped him in the janitor’s closet, but hey, that was nothing new.
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Post by Ayrn on Aug 13, 2010 16:37:01 GMT -5
One of the only hobbies that had stuck with her for the majority of her life had been dancing. She had started ballet when she was 5 years of age back in the time that her parents were a large part of her life but as she grew up the dance turned boring and she found a need for a little more of a beat. From there she had graduated to swing and square dancing, it was an essential step to where she was now. She had been street dancing and doing hip hop for the last couple years and tones abdomen rivalled a lot of the males fitness wise and her breathing was not even hard when she slowed to a walk after the run around the gym, long lean pillars were alluring and steps were graceful. Now that she had settled back into a lifestyle she hoped that she would be able to find a place where she would be able to start up dancing again. In fact when she looked over the brochure while in the office this morning she had noticed that they had their own programs for the arts and included was an intense dance program. She knew that Ayrn would encourage her to sign up for it to get her involved in something that she loved. It was the thing that she missed the most since she had been bounced from shelter to shelter though she managed to still keep herself in tip top shape so that if the opportunity came along she would be ready to start again. She had laid awake and wondered if she was good enough to be noticed by a scout if she went to an open try out, would they then take a chance on her and adopt her? It was a long stretch though at the time that seemed to be the only way out of the hell hole. Until Ayrn. Emily was a nice girl and it was easy to tell that she was a part of the popular crowd therefore a way in for Pirzi to climb the ranks, she did not want to be one of the loners of the private school but she was sure that the girl must have had brain damage for the amount of blonde dye that was in her platinum hair. Who knows who she thought she was fooling by dying it that colour but she must have thought that she looked good. Her shorts were rolled up around her hips and her shirt was a tad on the short side. Pirzi was a lot classier then that. Her shorts were short enough that you could see the lengthy legs that started at the end of the fabric and tight enough that no curves were left hidden but she had made sure that her shirt would always meet her shorts. She did not know what the girls thought the appeal was of flaunting their figure to all of the guys when the attention was only usually sought out by one of them and therefore would you not want that to be something private between the two? It was the same in every highschool she had been at though so it did not suprise her. As they slowed there were footsteps behind her that slowed with her, they were a little too close for her liking though and had she not been in the middle of class and wanting to stay there she would have turned with her fists raised. There was probably a zero tolerance policy for that though and she did not need the principal calling Ayrn on the first day of school especially when it had been hard enough to get someone like her into an elite school like this even though her grades were immaculate they tended to look down on the fact that she had spent the younger years of her teenage years in juvy. Hot breath was felt along her neck and eyebrows shot up though that was the only expression of suprise that was mirrored on the girls face. Already Emily had turned around and looked as though her jaw was going to drop. With an exaggerated motion the girl swung around to face the culprit, teal eyes flashed with a fury and rage. She bit her tongue to keep the fiesty words at bay. Revikr. Kind of a strange name, just like Pirzi though she supposed. She opened her mouth to retaliate but the blonde bimbo at her side already seemed content on taking the spotlight which was perfect since she knew that he would not enjoy what hostility was going to come from her mouth. Already they were off on a bad foot he reminded her too much of the disgusting guys that had been in the juvy with her so that would mean she would unleash her rage on him. Emily seemed content to interupt completely oblivious that the guy had not been talking to her. She showed her intelligence with babbling. I am Emily. It is so nice to meet you Revikr. Me and Pirzi were just talking about how we were planning a party this weekend you guys should come. So much for not making introductions Emily just did that for her, she forced a small smile though when she looked away the roll of turquiose optics were rolled in their sockets. The coach demanded their attention. Excuse us. She stated pushing Emily before her. A small smirk fall on rose kissers before she leaned close to whisper in the mans ear. Ever come that close to me again and you better have the money to pay for plastic surgery. Words were dripping with venom. This dodgeball game might be a little fun. She thought with a smirk before stepping in front of him to join where she had pushed the other girl. Emily whispered to her. What are you doing? They were so hot.. She rolled her eyes and looked back to the girls. And such jerks. Emily fell quiet as the coach shot them a glare looking right at Pirzi. He shot him back a smile before taking a seat on the floor with the rest of the class and starting on a bunch of stretches that were being demonstrated. She was much more flexible then the rest of the class and she could even spot Emily glancing at her every now and then shooting her daggers as though she was showing off, thats what years of being a dancer did. Soon though they were ready to start and the coach divided them into teams. She was put on the team that seemed to consist of band geeks and overweight girls. Great. Emily was put on the other team and had already inched over to where Revikr was standing and she wondered if the girl was talking to him, it was torture within itself so she certainly hoped so. The other guy did not seem so bad and he seemed to stick around Revikr like he was a god. They were all lined up against the wall of the gym before the whistle was blown and they charged towards the center line. Balls were flying, graceful motions kept her from being hit, a coy smile appeared on her face as her eyes locked on the males from before. A plan coming to mind, grabbing a ball she was armed, just as he bent at the waist to pick up a ball with his back to her she tossed the ball with more force then any other girl on the team. Though she restrained herself from using the total power of the shifter blood. But he would definately know how serious she was about her statement earlier. A small smile was shot his direction, it was a game though so he could not get upset and she would not be punished. The time seemed to pass so quickly when they were in the gym and soon the whistle was blown and they were sent to go get changed. She changed quickly and easily even though she knew the other girls were so close to her. She was not shy like the others. She then ran fingers through silky and straight hair and checked the light coat of makeup she had been wearing and she appeared as though gym had not even happened as she exited pausing at the door knowing Emily would want her to wait for her.
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Post by Lonestar on Aug 13, 2010 19:32:20 GMT -5
Gaze left the coach as he turned to talk to a nerdy looking kid with glasses and freckles adoring his nose when he entered the gym much too late to have been simply lost, instead focusing on the girl in front of him who he had introduced himself too as she and her friend both turned around. Brows raised in surprise at finding her angry at him, but countenance quickly returned to that smooth, confident expression he tended to fall back on as he hid the initial reaction from her. The unique blue/green color of her eyes held his captive despite the obvious disdain the lass held for him. The boy would have been ok with the silence that stretched between them, but the girl's friend quickly intervened, bringing an irritated set to his jaw as pair were slowly pulled away from the brunette's eyes to look at the blonde, surveying her in a more conservative way while the rattled on about pointless shit. Two good things did come from this conversation though: one, he learned the brunette's name was Pirzi and two; he got invited to a party where the new girl was surely to be since it seemed she could be co-hosting it. Glancing over at the guy beside him, he shrugged, a guys way of passing off excitement in order to seem cool before turning to face the girls again, his eyes lingering upon Pirzi even as he spoke to Emily. Sounds promising. Give me a number to use after gym. Forcing himself to forget how much he hated dumb girls who tried to impress, the same charming smile he had used on Maria that morning came to features, holding more dead emotion than it had earlier. Chin jerked upwards as the coach finally seemed to get things in order and called the group over to him, the bloke hanging back as the rest crowded around the teacher, lazy steps taking him within hearing distance as he kept behind the brunette, enjoying the view she presented from behind. Eyes instantly jumped from the level of her ass to her eyes when she turned back around, the warning she issued bringing a wide amused smile to facade. Taking this time to get closer to on once more, the male leaned in, his face inches from hers while he spoke in a low voice, glad to be hidden behind the mass so kids so he could avoid trouble for a little longer even if he suspected this girl would quickly expose his bad boy image. I'll give my trust fund manager a call and tell him to have the money ready for me. Vocals countered, a dangerous look in his eye that promised her continued intrusions in her personal space, but for now he leaned away, crossing his arms in front of his chest as he stared at the back of her head, deciding to chase after this girl in particular because of the battle she proposed. Sure, he could get a girl with just a flash of his teeth, for example that Emily chick, but where was the fun in that? Any girl worth having was one you had to fight for, one that was strong enough to stand up on her own because being his girl would certainly be no carousal ride. For now however, the game was dodge ball and the dumbass coach had to go and put he and the brunette on separate teams and stuck him on the same team as the blonde, but at least he had Chuck, who he had learned was his new wingman's name. It was a terrible name, but hey, he wasn't one to judge how a parent chooses to name their kid. They all separated to the opposite ends of the court, all the balls lined up in the middle for them to retrieve once the whistle blew. Crouching down, he quickly decided that perhaps he would actually try in this game. After all, there was a hot lady on the other side of the line to impress since smooth talking and good looks was not enough to make her swoon. Once the coach called the beginning of the game, he sprinted forward, easily beating the fat guy from the other team to the ball before pegging him with it, grinning wickedly as he tagged the first out of the game. His side was a clear victor from the beginning with nearly all of their throws landing on their targets. Becoming perhaps a little too cocky, he bent over to get a ball and was hit with a ball in the head as he stood that felt so forceful he was sure it was a football player who had thrown it at him. Whipping around angrily to see which of the punks had the guts to throw the ball so hard at him, eyes instantly landed on Pirzi, catching her triumphant smile and instantly knowing she was the culprit. Dropping the ball that he held in his hands, he moved off the court to the out bench, staring at her the entire time while debating on how he would get her back. The game ended as the allotted time for the class came to a close and the coach blew the whistle to dismiss them, the maiden being among the lucky three who had remained alive on her side throughout the entire session. Obediently, he headed back to the locker room, changing alongside the other guys and tossing his gym clothes into the large hamper off to the edge of the doorway as he walked out, discussing cars with Chuck while they emerged. The bell rang and the other guy quickly headed down the hall, reluctant to leave so quickly, but he had to because his next class was clear across campus. Luckily for Revikr, his next class was in the hallway on the north side of the gym so he was free to hang around after class and wait on the two girls to come out of the dressing room. Leaning against the wall with his arms folded in front of his chest, he nodded at a few men that passed him on their way to class and grinned at some girls, making them scurry away with happy giggles. Women. After what felt like forever, the two he had talked to during class came towards him, walking side by side and he pushed himself off the wall, moving to stand in the way of the Pirzi girl with a confident grin. Nice throw. You caught me off my guard, though. There is no way in hell a girl like you could have made it had I been paying attention. Smug words informed her before the subject changed abruptly as he reluctantly glanced from her to her friend and back. So where's that number? It was easy to tell the question was directed at the brunette although he did so mostly just to rattle her cage some more, knowing all too well how to push buttons when he wanted to.
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Post by Ayrn on Aug 13, 2010 20:22:57 GMT -5
She found herself enjoying the game a little more then she should have. The devilish grin she had sent to Revikr when she had managed to hit him was just the start she was light and agile on her feet like a dancer should be and avoided the ball and eventually was one of the last ones left standing. She then returned to the changerooms and she was one of the first girls out the door a lot of them were still in there primping and trying their best to look good eyes were rolled, her appearance was effortless and always had been to her, perhaps she should thank the shifter genes for that. Easy steps carry her out beside Emily who looked a little more frazzled after the gym. Who knows what she was talking about now since Pirzi had sighted in on the male who seemed to be standing just around the corner and waiting for them. He stepped into their path when the rounded the corner and asked for the phone number that had been promised and she regretted giving Emily her phone number in the change room. I just had my phone taken away but it will be back next week so I will give you Pirzi's number if that is alright? She looked to Pirzi and she reluctantly nodded since it was not as though she was able to say no right now. Not to her new 'best friend' who seemed to be clinging to her like she was a life raft in the middle of the ocean and she did not know how to swim. Hopefully with the group of girls that she was about to meet there would be someone that was a little more like her and little less of a blonde bimbo. The blonde then took a pen and piece of paper out of her bag and scrawled the digits before handing the paper to the male. Offering a small and rather polite wave she then continued in the direction of her next class which she thankfully did not have with him and she was able to meet some of the other girls. There was another blonde which seemed to be a little smarter and the ring leader who eyes her warily, she was not able to tell if they would be getting along too well but the rest seemed to greet her happily, yet another minion into the popular group, little did they know that they might soon have a new leader. As the new girl combined with exotic features and mysterious persona she had been attracting a hell of a lot of the male attention. She had ignored most of it and they for now were just sizing her up and had not made a move on her as of yet but she knew that it would only be a matter of time. Lunch was the next block and along the side of the other girls in the comfort of a group they made their way into the lunch room. Her own packed lunch was pulled from her bag, not wanting to eat the unappetizing food that they were given the choice of instead there was a clubhouse looking wrap and a chocolate milk, her favourite along with an apple and some cookies. She took her seat next to a shy girl named Riley and shot her a small smile. Not even noticing when Revikr and his small group entered the cafeteria. Apparently they were sitting with the rest of the football team as one of the players slid onto the bench beside her introducing himself. I am Pirzi. She stated, she did not mind him so much because he seemed to give her enough space and respect her. After lunch was over she then made her way to her next class chemistry, where the teacher already had their names on their seats. A seating arrangement, great. She took her seat and curiousity won out and she had to glance at the paper next to her and almost groaned when she saw the familiar name. Legs were crossed at the ankle below the desk and palm ran through long chestnut locks as she looked straight forward. Awaiting the surely late arrival of the jerk.
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Post by Lonestar on Aug 14, 2010 2:03:50 GMT -5
Yea. I got no problem with that. Edges of lips turn up into a triumphant grin as he continued to stare down at Pirzi, wondering if the thought of him having her number was making her stomach churn. It was amusing to see how much she already hated him when in all reality the essa knew nothing about who he was. Some say first impressions matter the most and it seemed she would agree with such assumptions, but in all reality, most people only put the foot forward that they think is the best. Either way, it did not much matter to him. After all, it only made the game he played worth double the money like a high stakes poker match. Without looking away from the lass, he took the piece of paper Emily handed him and stuffed it into his pocket, sidestepping around the girls although he moved slowly to whisper in her ear as he passed. See ya around. Straightening his body, he moved off to his third period math class, not even bothering to glance behind him to watch them leave. Unfortunately, his good mood did not last into arithmetic. The teacher was a prick, one of those with a doctorate degree who thought himself all high and mighty above all the others. Constantly, he would call on Rev, trying to catch him off guard as he sat in the back of the classroom nearly falling asleep because of the lecture. Poor stupid bastard would become all visibly flustered with each correct answer the boy gave him and yet, never seemed to obtain the smarts to ask any of the other kids who looked as if they were completely and totally lost in whatever it was the professor had to say. Just because he looked like a punk did not mean the teen had the brain of one. Both of his parents were intelligent, his mother perhaps more so of the two, but then again he would not be one to judge, even if he was their child and was supposed to know them the best out of everyone. No parents really showed everything to their kids. In consequence of his parent’s procreation, he came out as a pretty smart guy, although he did not like to flaunt it around like most people did. It would really put a damper on his image if all of his party buddies found out he could do their homework in his sleep while hung over, but it was not like he made a huge effort to hide his smarts. Grades were just letters and numbers that school placed on a person to try and judge how they would do in life. Too bad Revikr already knew in what direction his life was headed and it had nothing to do with how well he did in school. Like his father's son, he already learned to play the guitar and only continued to further his skills the longer he kept up playing. That was his passion: the one thing he could not live without if everything in the world disappeared, but of course, like a good citizen, he was expected to finish school, mostly through his parents urging, even if it would not pay off in the future. He would be in a band always; no other life suited his style. Eventually, the class’s bell rung and as he rose to head towards the door, among the last to leave the room, the professor called after him to stay after class. Sighing and rolling his eyes, he stopped in his tracks, staring wistfully out of the doorway at the hallway only three steps away, but he turned around and faced the teach, his arms folding across his chest as hard eyes stared straight ahead into the older man's face. The look he had learned from his father seemed to have little effect on the hardass who quickly unleashed upon him a lecture about how he had better clean up his act if he wanted to pass the class. Listening to it all while biting back snarky comments in reply to what was being said, the drake got out of there as fast as he could although it was not fast enough for his liking. Walking into the lunchroom late was not something he planned on doing that morning. He had no reason to worry however, for Chuck found him almost the instant he walked into the cafeteria and took him to the table with his friends, plenty of them hiding nose and tongue piercing from the school staff as having your rings in during school hours was against the regulations, but what the administration did not realize was that holes tended to close up easily if the piercing was taken out. Revikr had yet to get in trouble about the gauges in his lobes which was surprising to him considering whose classroom he had just come out of. The introductions at the table were made and then out of nowhere, another addition came running up carrying five boxes of Dominos pizza and everyone dug in after paying their share of the costs. Chuck explained that the school often got a lot of deliveries for students and teacher who did not want to suffer eating what the budget provided for. It was a brilliant idea he had to admit and appreciated being included in the worst kept secret even though this food did not even begin to rival Maria's cooking that he was used to getting at home. While they ate, he and his table mates chatted about this and that: cars mostly and chicks, but soon someone turned the subject to music and they all quickly learned that he played guitar. Someone asked if he was good at it and he shot them a look that could kill. One of the dude's friends tried to cover up the blunder by asking if Revikr might want to come play with them sometimes. I have a whole studio in my basement. Why don't you come play with me? He asked, a smug smirk upon his features while he watched jaws drop. Leaning back in his chair, he rested with his feet upon the table and explained who his father was. After that, he pretty much ignored the rapid fire questions that were shot in his direction while eyes roamed around the room, not really looking for anything in particular until he saw her sitting at a table on the other side of the cafe, talking to some jock looking guy. Without any warning, anger flared up within him and his eyes narrowed, gaze locked upon the pair for the rest of lunch until the bell run for the next period. Pushing off the table bad humouredly, he merely lifted a hand to waved to the guys he had recently met and stalked off in the direction the fea had disappeared in, following her while glaring at the back of her head, walking a few paces behind to where she would not notice him in the people that crowded the hall. Although he had not planned on following her directly to class, as luck would have it, they both had chemistry for the fourth period of the day. Sneering as he walked in and saw the assigned seats, the lad continued to the back of the class, brazenly ignoring the name the teacher had put on the chairs as he selected one in the back right corner of the class, acting as if he did not even see Pirzi when he walked by. The bell rang again, signaling the class' start and the lady standing at the front of the room behind her desk with horn rimmed glasses on ruined his personal seating choice by calling roll. Stubbornly remaining where he was, he raised his arm lazily when she called out his name, feet propped up on the lab table in front of him as back rested against the wooden cabinets at the back of the classroom which held the lab supplied. Pausing in her efforts, the woman looked over the edge of her glasses at him with a stern, disapproving look, head tilted downward. Dome raised again, her hand adjusting the glasses upon her face as she looked back to the list. "Mr. Haner, if you wish to remain in the classroom, or even this school for that matter, you will take the seat beside your lab partner that I assigned to you." Still refusing to move, Rev raised his hand as if to ask a question, causing the professor to sigh before reluctantly calling on him. "Yes, Mr. Haner?" What if I'd rather have a lab partner that doesn't make me want to vomit in my mouth? He asked, turning his gaze to the girl where she sat and drawing everyone else's attention to her as well, including the teachers. A few girls giggled while some of the guys shot him "are you insane?!" looks, but he ignored these and kept his attention on Pirzi, nostrils flaring as the embers of his rage continued to burn. "Mr. Haner, you will be partners with Ms. Duval and I will not tolerate the ridiculing of a fellow classmate in this room. Is that clear?" Shifting his eyes to look up at the teacher, he lifted his feet off the table, the metal chair legs hitting the cheap tile flooring of the school with a resounding smack, almost every eye in the class trained upon him as they seemed to be holding their breath for his reply. Crystal. A forced smile came upon mask as he muttered back his reply just loud enough for it to carry across to the teacher before shifting out of the chair he was sitting in with a creek and moving to the empty seat beside the girl, body rigid as he assumed the same position he had kept in the back of the room, balancing his weight upon the chair's last two legs expertly, hand resting upon the back of his head with elbows extended out from his body. While the teacher continued with roll call, the rich kid, kept his voids focused on his newly declared chemistry partner, feet falling from the table as he sat up into a normal position unexpectedly. So you like football players huh? It was easy to detect the disgust in his tone as he spoke to her, upper lip twitching in a snarl before he forced the slate clean, only allowing his emotions to be shown through cobalt gems while he waited for her reply, if any would come.
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Post by Ayrn on Aug 14, 2010 13:03:47 GMT -5
The boy who had sat with her for lunch was semi-good looking. Most of the girls went wide eyed when he sat down with her though she was not captivated by the same charm, while he was nice he proved to be very boring and someone she would not want to spend time with. He also seemed to have an ego so as soon as he started to ask her personal questions that she knew would lead to her phone number she stood. I am sorry I have to go I just remembered I left something in my locker. He stated that he would walk her but she shook her head and steps carry her away from the cafeteria before he was able to follow her, luckily though the bell rang at the moment that she exitted the door. She turned to spot Revikr following her, at a pace that would not seem to most people as he was following her but his eyes were locked on her and with the instincts of a shifter she was able to tell what his intentions were. He seemed a little shocked when he followed her into her next class and he was on time, she learnt already that that was not something that was normal behavior from him. Of course, he ignored the seating plan that the nerdy looking woman had assigned and sat at the back of the class room with his feet up on the desk looking proud. When role call was called all he did was raise his hand and the woman challenged him. Asking him why he was not sitting in his seat that she had picked for him. When he stated that he wanted a lab partner that did not make him want to vomit she chuckled. If he thought that he was getting to her it was going to take a lot more then that. Alot of the male attention had already been placed on her and several then turned to look in her direction and she plastered a charming smile on her face. The teacher did not give in to him and told him that ridiculing of a class mate would not be tolerated and that he better switch seats. She expected him to fight more and to get thrown out of class, but that would obviously not work for him because then he would not be able to torture her. She ignored him when he sat down. She was perfectly relaxed and calm long legs stretching out beneath the table to cross easily at the ankle resting back against the back of the chair, palms resting delicately on the table. Football players, nah not my type, why would you care? She stated with a glare shot his direction before realizing the teacher was staring at them. Ms. Duval. She stated in warning and Pirzi turned her attention back to the classroom and the board at the front. The girl was smart enough that she would not have to read many of the notes and she would already know the answer but she did not want to be caught off gaurd. A small sigh was uttered as she took a notebook out and started drawing. It was more doodling though, there were several intricate flowers on the page when she was finished, amongst a few other things, confident strokes proved that she was a good artist. As she had her head down and her focus on the book she was called on for a question and a grin was plastered to pleasent features as she rattled off the correct answer with no hesitation. Turns out in an orphanage there is a lot of time for studying and when there is nothing else to do thats what you end up doing for fun. Not another single word was uttered to him for the rest of the class, expression had softened a bit though as time had passed. Just one more class then she would go see if she was able to try out for the dance part of the school. What were the chances of her being in the same class as him for the last period. She had originally chosen to go into European History AP but it had seemed too much like cheating to her since she had grown up in Europe all of her life. Her next class was another science class, the bell finally rang and she stood and was one of the first ones on her feet. Without a backwards glance she made her way to the door. The biology classroom was only a couple doors down so she took a minor detour to the bottom of the stairs where she was able to purchase a bottle of water. She noticed that the same football player was looking for her and slid behind the stairs into a dark corner waiting for him to pass before stepping out of her cover and into the classroom. She did not take the time to notice who was in the class since she was already almost late and took the last seat that the class had open and slid into one of the middle seats by the window. Emily was there but she was talking animatedly to a guy in the back. She seemed to be surrounded by nerds and overweight girls. At least that meant that the football player would stay away. One of the guys smelled badly of body odour so she shrunk into the back of her seat for the entire class. Luckily no one really seemed to notice her so she followed the rest of the class out the door this time, school was over for the day and it had not been a horrible day. She sought out the dance studio and knocked, smiling when a dainty ballet looking teacher came to the door and they discussed when try outs were and she promised to be there. Soon though it was time for her to walk home, she had called Ayrn at lunch and told her that she wanted to walk the short distance home.
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Post by Lonestar on Aug 15, 2010 13:54:12 GMT -5
Expression instantly relaxed at her reply, satisfaction that she had not fallen for the jock boy any quicker than she had for him appeasing him although he did not let her see it. Shrugging, he leaned back in his chair again, once more balancing upon the hind legs, passing the moment off as something fleeting. I don't. Was just curious if you were as stupid as they look. He stated, smirking before the duo's attention was captured by the teacher thanks to her words of warning and the look that said there had better not be anything going on. The male held up his hands at her in a surrendering manner, leaving him to manage his weight distribution about the leaning chair solely with his body while an innocent grin was shot at the professor. Chemistry was almost as dull as math had been except for that the girl beside him made it a little better. They were going over curriculum he had already learned at his old school and he therefore felt no need to pay attention. Having nothing to amuse himself with since he had left any papers or writing utensils of any sort back home in the kiddy looking backpack his mother had packed him, he swiped a large pink eraser and a pencil off a nerdy kid at the lab table behind him when the teacher wasn't looking and made do with those, mostly trying to get the eraser to balance on the sharpened lead tip of the pencil although that endeavor was met mostly with failure. After he grew bored of that, he began to draw upon the smooth black surface of the table what appeared to be random circles with lines, but in all reality there was a method to the madness. If a person looked side long at what he was doing, they would see easily the long list of music notes and he wrote out the complete sheet music for his father's guitar solo in his band's song "Afterlife" because the graphite reflected better against the dark surface if it was not looked at directly. As the teacher called on the woman at his side, the boy looked up from his work to glance at her, smirking in an amused way at her as she answered without skipping a beat and then returned to whatever she was doing. Intrigued, he tried to look over her shoulder at the paper that she was drawing on, but it was hard to see. Silently telling her to move over, the male leaned back over his own masterpiece while still glancing periodically over at Pirzi to see if he could catch a glimpse of what she was drawling. Near the end of class, when there was about five minutes left, she finally shifted enough to where the flowers and other girly things were clearly visible. Holding back his laughter, the baron shook his head at himself and set to work erasing what he had done, not needing to get in trouble with the second teacher who already had him down on their list as a trouble maker. Even if being on the second one's list was his entire fault. The bell rang and he made his way to his next and final period of the day: English. It was on the second story and he therefore had to go up the stairs, but on his way, he noticed the girl comically hiding beneath the first flight. Laughing to himself and glancing around to see from whom she was disguising herself in the shadows, eyes landed on the guy who had been sitting next to her at the lunch table that afternoon, noticing that he was looking around also as if trying to find someone. Instantly, the situation became that much more interesting as he openly laughed, leaned over the rail and whispered down to her. I see you even if that dumbass doesn't. Tell me if you ever want to try the broom closet for a hiding place. Chuckling openly, he started back up the stairs, not even waiting for a reply. English passed by quickly, filled with continued discussion about music that leaked over from the lunch table because two of the guys who had wanted to get involved with his music were in class with him. After the final bell, they all went out to the front of the school, meeting up with Chuck and a few other guys where they discussed playing at the schools weekly assemblies where students were encouraged to show off their skills. Revikr was eager to play and already had a set list in mind so he again offered up his home as the practice grounds and they all agreed to meet there later on that night after he gave them directions and a quick description of his house. It was not like they would miss it. His fence spelled out Synyster after all, when it was closed and then parted after the Y to let in visitors and their cars. Walking towards his car in the parking lot, he got a lot of stares. Sure, it was a rich kid’s school, but not a lot of rich kids had a Ferrari Spyder to roll around in. Seeing Pirzi walking along the sidewalk by the street heading out of the school, he forgot all the eyes on him and hopped quickly over the door panel and into the driver's seat, the engine roaring to life as he turned the key. Peeling out, he moved quickly around the parking lot, lifting a hand to wave to the gate guard and reminding himself to become buddies with the man later, just in case. Slowing down once he had her in his sights, the man slowly pulled up beside her, pulling down the vintage shades that covered his eyes. Hey. Do you want a ride? He offered, continuing to drive slowly at her pace along the busy street while cars around him honked and zoomed by, all of this was ignored while he waited for her reply. Before she could say anything, he saw the resenting look upon her face and he held up his hands, releasing the steering wheel for only a minute. Come on. Don't ruin my streak I've got going. No one turns down the Ferrari.
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Post by Ayrn on Aug 15, 2010 20:46:08 GMT -5
As she sat there she was interested in what he was doodling, though she did not make it obvious when she tilted her head to notice the notes scrawled out along the table. Of course when she had hidden behind the wall she had been spotted. Luckily it was not by the hockey guy, she was able to handle the stubborn jerk who she seemed to be running into more and more often. Was the school really this small or was it a part of his plan, to get into her way more and more often. I truly don't care, since you seem to be everywhere anyways. She was growing a little weary of this game though she did not show her annoyance. Her words were not quite as witty as they had been in the beginning of the day. The last class of the day seemed to drag on to impossible lengths as she sat there eyes half closed and listening to the drone of the monotonous voice of the teacher as he explained something about the animal kingdom, she was sure that being a shifter she knew more about the animal kingdom then even the professeur with years of teaching experience could hope, though with her interests she needed the extra science class. Biology. Fingers drummed along the top of her desk easily. A small sigh emitted as eyes then land on the clock in the far end of the room watching the ticking seconds hand as it passed by the 12 over and over again until finally the minute hand was at the 6 and it was 2:30, the time the bell was scheduled to ring. The loud buzzing echoed through the entire hallways and everyone in the class stood, a lot of the wilder younger teenagers had already run along the hallway in order to be the first out the doors in a silly game that seemed fit for a ten year old. She had paused by the dance studio and talked to the teacher who seemed to be excited for her try out. She was confident though knew that she would need to practise to ensure that she was in shape and not just going to make a fool of herself. Graceful strides carry her along the hallway and it seemed as though the football team was having a practise so the hallway was free of all the jocks as they made their way in the opposite direction to the changerooms. Door was pushed open and someone behind her grabbed it and held it open. The afternoon was warm and pleasent. The sun was hot and the warmth seemed to surround her like a suffocating blanket though not so unbearable that she would want to ride in a car. Her mind was reeling on another planet as she walked. Until the rumble of an exotic car slowed to her side and she looked over to see none other then Revikr. A small sigh was uttered as he asked her if she wanted a ride home and then claimed that no one ever told him no. I suppose there always has to be a first. Sorry. Though when she spoke the apology there was not even a glint of sincerity in mischevious teal optics. Finally when he drove away she continued the walk to the hotel. It was short and as soon as she arrived Ayrn had insisted that she come with her grocery shopping and on the ride back told her that she could drive. It was then that the car was hit by a large truck who had not come to a stop at the stop sign and blackness seemed to immediately overtake her. As she awoke she was squinting against the bright lights and the neon white of the hospital and distate ran through her. They kept her there way too long for a sprained wrist and a few cuts and scrapes. Just above her right eyebrow there was a slender line of stitches that was covered by a bandage. Even though she had been alright she had been forced to stay home for the next day and was waited on hand and foot by Ayrn and Damien. She should have been happy to have the day off but she was longing to get back to the school and apply for the dance program, the blood of the shifter causing her to heal almost instantly though the stitches still remained in her forehead where the skin was tender. The next morning she still had a bandage over the wound since she was sure that it would look horrid without but she was feeling refreshed as she slung her backpack over her shoulder and headed to the car. The drive was short and soon she sat in English class waiting for it to be over. Gym would be the next class and she dreaded having to endure a period with the witty male who she had turned a ride down from the last day she had been at school. After she changed into her gym uniform she noticed that Emily was going to be late and walked into the class alone. Today was a day to be playing soccer so she waited until the bell rang before taking the exit of the gym and jogging an easy lap around the perimeter of the field, falling into step besides Emily who had joined them late, she seemed to have gained a football jock as a boyfriend. Eyes were rolled as she babbled on and on about this new guy as they were divided into teams and she was placed this time on the same team as Revikr and his friends.
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Post by Lonestar on Aug 17, 2010 0:36:15 GMT -5
Heavy sigh caused chest to cave when she replied with a very curt negative. Pushing his glasses back up the brim of his nose, face was turned to look forward at the rest of the street, hand dangling loosely from wrist where it rested across the top section of the steering wheel. Alright then. You leave me no choice but to go five miles per hour all the way to your house. And I owe you a car ride later. He stated, injecting a little sadness into his words as if he was depressed at the prospect, but in all reality it amused him to be here and he looked forward to being able to annoy her like this all the way to where she lived. After all, it would give him the chance to see just where this smartass girl carried out the majority of her days and that was an accomplishment in itself. Not like he was going to stalk her or anything, but his knowledge on the subject could lead to things; such as a surprise party at her place that she, or her parents, do not even know about and besides, it would bother the hell out of her. For a while, he continued driving with the radio low, pretty much ignoring the lass walking along the sidewalk beside his car as well as the other vehicles that flew past him, gawking as if they'd never seen a teenager driving a Spyder down the road so slow before. After a while, the man grew tired of the silence and reached for his CD case, taking out the album "Nightmare" and pushing it into the slot. I hope you like Avenged Sevenfold. He yelled over to her just before the track began to play and he turned up the music to where even if she did speak he would not hear it. It was almost impossible to totally forget that the lady was walking beside his car although Revikr did manage to pull off an illusion that made him look like he did not recognize her presence. Getting into the music, his body moved against the seat, lips parting to form the words as he sang along with one of his "Uncle" Shad, managing to hit every note without hardly any difficulty thanks to the voice lessons he had gotten when he was younger in addition to the guitar lessons. Sure, his father did both and could have been the one to teach him and although he helped a lot with the finer touches the younger had on his playing skills, with the crazy life of touring and recording that a mainstream musician enjoys, hardly any time remained for some dedicated one on one time father and son style, but it was cool: the son understood the demands his father had on his time and frankly had enjoyed spending time with most of the teachers he had because they were usually older metal players who now taught music since they could not longer play for screaming fans and he could learn a lot of tricks from them that others might not have been able to pass on. That in itself made him all the more passionate about his music. They passed the turn he needed to take to go to his own house, but he did not car or really seem to notice and just continued driving; for a while. Once his patience began to wear thin, he asked her where it was she lived, but she remained silent. Gritting his teeth, he glanced at the clock on the console and saw that he had only thirty minutes till the guys from school showed up to practice and the gatesman still did not know they would be expecting any guests. Realizing that he was running out of time to pull bull shit, Rev gave in and decided it was best to turn around and head back home. After turning down the volume, he yelled a catch you later before veering off through the next two lanes to make the turn around and revving his engine as tires squealed and he was propelled down the road back on track to his house. He made it back with about ten minutes to spare, told the gate guard as he came in to expect guests and then quickly and carefully parked the Ferrari back in the garage before heading into the house. While running through the kitchen, he told Maria what he had told the gate guy and she mumbled something angrily in spanish before preparing more food to put in the oven. Grinning, he dashed up the stairs and grabbed his guitar before going down to the studio, telling Maria to just send the guests down when they arrived. Practice went pretty smoothly and he was surprised to find that all the guys were talented in their own areas and only a two had branched out into multiple instruments. They had some trouble deciding on a set list of the maximum two songs, but they compiled a list of five and decided to narrow it down later. After they left, Rev retired to his room, smoked a joint, stripped out of his clothes and crashed on the bed, glad that there was no homework to do on the first day of school. The next morning, he actually woke to the alarm, got in the shower, and was downstairs in enough time to eat breakfast at the island across from where the housekeeper/cook was busily preparing meals for the rest of the staff. After talking with her for about twenty minutes and picking up a little more spanish, he went out the door to the garage and this time decided this time he could take the Mustang intended for him. When he parked in the school parking lot, he got a lot of confused looks from those who had recognized him driving another car the day before, but he simply smiled and ignored the looks as he met up with Chuck and some guys from their make-shift band and walked in. He learned his first period was French class, the one he was actually interested in, and got a dirty look from the professor when roll was called and he sat in the seat vacated the day earlier. Class started without a hitch and the boy actually found himself intrigued by what the teacher was saying to them. After that, he moved on to gym, looking forward to the chance to taught Pirzi again. They all got changed and ran the usual lap without him approaching her. It was only after the teams were chosen with her and him on the same side with Chuck and the guys and her friend Emily on the other. Smirking smugly, he advanced on her as he had the day before, coming up behind her with a confident stride, but hesitated, a frown coming over features as he saw the bandage on her arm. Switching how he did things, Revikr moved around to where he stood at her side, glancing down at her while waiting for the others to set the game up. What happened to your arm? Lyrics asked, brow furrowed a bit as he let her see his concern.
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Post by Ayrn on Aug 17, 2010 2:44:06 GMT -5
When the period started and she completed the lap around the gym it was then that Emily seemed to notice her arm. At the same time she could hear steps coming up behind her and pausing as though they were debating what they were going to do and how they were going to approach. Of course she already knew who it was since she was aware of the feel of his presence and the air was already tense between the two of them, though he did not greet her with his usual sarcastic banter. What no testing my boundaries this morning? Thats a shame, guess you are not as dangerous as you try to make everyone think. Coy smile was shown on her lips though she caught a small note of concern flicker into his voice, it was almost as though his gaurd was down. What would strike this? Nothing, its just a small strain. Car accident. She still managed to give him the truth even though she fought with herself the entire way. She slowed as they were put on the same team. On the way out to the field she paused bending at the waist to tie her shoes a little tighter. Gym did not seem to be very eventful though since she did not even speak to him for the rest of the period, the gym teacher asked her if she was alright to play numerous times and she just rolled her eyes and nodded. She did not try her best in soccer today since she needed to make sure that she still had energy for the try out this afternoon. She fell into step with Emily as they walked slowly back to the changeroom. Emily was talking a little too loudly for her liking. So are you still trying out for the dance program tonight? Me and the girls are going to come be a cheer team for you. With a smile she nodded. Yah, my arm is fine. I would not miss it. She then noticed that probably at least half of the class would have noticed the girls lyrics. She hated that the try outs were open and that anyone would be able to come and watch and knew that it was well advertised. Sure it was true that she had performed in her old school but she had been much younger and she had been in training the entire time, she had not been in training for a long time now and she did not relish the fact that she could mess up and have a lot of the school watching, it was different if they were people that she would never see again so already her stomach was churning with butterflies. In the changeroom of course as there always was there was talk about the hottest guys in the school and unfortunately Revikr had to be one that they talked about the most. As they exitted Emily thought it nessecary to bring up a touchy subject. So why don't you like him? He was actually sweet this morning when he asked what you did to your arm? Eyes were rolled and a small sigh was added for effect. He asked because he wanted to get amo for some sort of witty remark. They headed towards the lunch room once again and this time Emily dragged her off to the table in which Revikr had been sitting in the day before and she squirmed slightly. Not wanting to be here, she saw him enough then to have to tolerate him through lunch as well, but this is where her new found boyfriend seemed to sit. One of the 'bad ass' looking guys locked eyes with her and with a sly comment chuckled. So nice to have your company dear. He challenged. Wish I could say the same for you. She retorted back. He was not finished though. Oooh. This ones got a little bit of fire, I like that. She wished she could just stand up and punch him in the face but she knew that would not be a good idea. He moved until he was sitting closer to her. A glare was shot his direction. He moved to catch her hand as she shifted slightly but instead her anger flared and she ended up punching him, enough to make his nose bleed. Of course the teacher spotted it and gestured for them to walk that way. Leading them to no other then the principals office where they were asked what happened and she guessed that he must have other offenses on his record because he was the one that was getting the scolding. It took until the bell rang though and a little longer and she was given a late slip into her Chemistry class. The principal left her with a parting word, try to not resort to punching the next guy and go to get the teacher, ha like that was going to happen. She was fired up now. She slipped her note into the teachers hand before taking her spot beside Rev. Before you make a comment, he had it coming. She was sure that was going to cause a retort though as she waited for the day to be finished.At the end of chemistry a sheet was passed around as a project, for the pairs of them to do out of class, like she was afraid of. You better take this serious, I am not doing all the work. She stated darkly. She was sure that after Chemistry she had fallen asleep a couple times in Biology though she still managed to keep up. Now came the time for the try outs. There were a ton of freshman girls in the changeroom when she made it there. Changing into a pair of shorts and a tighter t-shirt since that was the easiest for her to dance in. The gym was packed with various different people and the group of girls that had become her friends waved at her. She waved back even though her nerves were on end. After the stretching she took her seat to watch the rest of the girls start. She was third in so it was not long enough to get herself too worked up. The two girls before her were alright, they were a little out of sync and their movements were not quite precise but they were both accepted therefore her hopes were a little higher. Soon she was called to the front, asked to perform the splits both ways which she dropped to with ease. Apparently the school had high requirements for flexibility and natural talent. The dance instructor then asked her song preference. The other girls had chosen slower songs that were easier though she knew this song well and many times had pretended as though she was in the movie Step up. If she could master the fast movements she would easily stun them. Show me the money, by Petey Pabloe. She stated boldly her choice ringing out confidently. The instructor eyed her as she had made a choice that could either be the death of her dance career or she knew what she was doing, it took them a few minuted to cue the song but soon the familiar beat rang out through the gym, adrenaline was pounding through her veins as she allowed the song to captivate her body. She was incredibly light on her feet, every movement was very correct. A series of leaps and jumps carried her over the makeshift stage as the beat heightened. Breathing was already heavy though she took not notice of it. Synronized movements matched the beat perfectly. All different aspects of her dancing heritage was shown, the grace of the ballet dancer, the confident and swift movements from the square dancing and the fluid combination of street dancing. Though most was attributed from her years of hip hop. Her entire body was used in the dance, hand gestures were vivid. The song came to a quick close and she found herself breathing heavy and lined in a thin layer of sweat. Chestnut locks were pulled into a pony tail and the elastic bound the unruly strands before she stepped up to hear their critism. She was accepted into the program and they told her that it was a hell of a dance. With a beaming smile she then climbed the bleachers to where the other girls sat and Emily looked to her. Wow, you never told me you could dance... like that. She was about to reply until she noticed that there were a few people left to go and she watched the rest before stepping down from the bleachers and heading to meet Ayrn.
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Post by Lonestar on Aug 17, 2010 23:54:00 GMT -5
Shoulders lifted in a shrug, easily brushing off her comment as if it meant nothing to him while sight lifted to include the coach that was now explaining the rules of soccer, as if any of them were dumb enough not to know. He was allowed to chose when he wanted to invade her personal space and when he did not right? Doing it all the time would make the action expected and him predictable and that just took all the fun right out of the game. By not pressing his body against hers every time they were around each other, he only heightened the brazen feeling that came whenever he did. Looking back down at her arm when she told him what happened; he smirked then met her gaze, allowing a playful light to dance within azure pools. Remind me not to let you drive any of my vehicles. Vocals teased, assuming she had been the one driving the car that had been wrecked, as they moved out onto the soccer field and the pair were split up to opposite sides of the field: she one left forward, he on right. The game went pretty smoothly with the only mishap being Chuck tripping over his own shoe laces and embarrassing himself in front of the whole class. The good natured friend did not seem to mind however, and was laughing along with the group with Revikr came over to offer his hand to let him up. They returned to the locker room sweaty and glad that gym was over. Girls walked ahead of the boys with Pirzi and Emily taking up the rear of their group and Revikr and Chuck taking the lead of theirs. As they walked, it was obvious that both of the males had their attention on the women in front of them since they did not say a single word to one another, but when Chuck whistled to himself lowly, his friend was forced to look sharply over at him, a frown upon handsome brow. At the same time, Chuck looked back over at Rev and raised his hands in defense. "Sorry man. She’s one fine piece of ass and so is her friend. Just because you are going for her does not mean us other guys can't look. Besides, she rejects you plain as day. Why do you even try?" The other did not give up his death glare until the lesser boy squirmed nervously beneath his gaze, but eventually he spoke through clenched teeth. Because I want her for more than just a "piece of ass." Plenty of girls would have slept with me on the first day of school if I had asked them, but I don't give a shit. I can get sex anywhere, but I want her for mine. Glancing away, he looked back at Pirzi, allowing his eyes to roam the length of her body before attention was captured by what Barbie Doll, as he had begun to refer to Emily as in his head, began to rattle off something about dance try outs a little too loudly for her friends taste. Grinning in triumph behind them, the man relished in learning out the dirt on where she would be after school that day, but that was a short lived victory once he realized all the other guys behind him had also heard the news. Grumbling to himself, he entered the locker room, got changed, and moved off down the hall to suffer through another day of math without waiting for her to come out this time. Lunch came after and this time he was prepared: telling Maria to bring the table some of her fine mexican cuisine which she did happily, gushing when all the druggie boys dung in like half starved lions. Before she had left, Rev had thanked her with a kiss on the cheek which she slapped his shoulder for, blushing, before hurrying away. Chuckling, he returned to his seat and made his own plate, looking up only when he noticed with surprise when he saw the girls approaching. Instantly, room was made for them on the table across the way from where the bloke sat. After staring at Pirzi with hooded eyes for a while, he returned attention to the food on his plate, not even bothering to say anything when one of the guys offered some of the food his housekeeper had provided for them all. They were welcomed to it; there was plenty there. Only when he heard the only stranger at their table, the same jock guy who had been sitting with the girls the day before, speak did his gaze lift again, this time, sending a glare directly at the dumbass who thought it was cute to fuck with the girl he was vying for. Chuck glanced a little worriedly at him when Revikr set his fork down and quickly finished chewing what was in his mouth, still scowling darkly at the pair. After his second comment, the man snapped. Hey, dumbass. Why don't you leave her alone? She doesn't want you, dude. He nearly growled, body tense and ready to make a move if any sort of reply came. That was unnessicarry for about two seconds later; Pirzi had punched the other guy in the face, causing blood to pour out from his nose. Shocked, they all watched as the teacher immediately intervened before anything else could become of the situation and they both were led off to the principal’s office, while the teacher got another one to send for the nurse. Revikr had to work at holding back his laughter while the entire lunch room buzzed with excitement and gossip over what had just happened, his own table remaining quiet expect for Barbie Doll who found it difficult to ever shut up. After that, he went to chemistry and was surprised when she walked in about five minutes late. Smiling like a smug winner of a bet, orbs followed her as she took her seat, instantly defending herself about the situation. Chuckling lowly so only they could hear it, he leaned in towards her a bit, still managing to keep at least a comfortable distance before speaking. I agree. If you hadn't done it, I would have. A serious expression flashed across facade before he leaned back in his chair and focused upon what the professor was telling them. When they got the chemistry project assignment, Rev found he was eager and snatched it out of Pirzi's hands while she warned him that he had better put the effort forth. Frowning ruefully at her, his eyes quickly ran over her body, as if reassessing who she was before liquids again met hers. I'm not always some lazy hot shot, sweetheart. I do my work and make my grades. Leaving the paper with her as the bell rung, he stood and got out of there, moving quickly to english class where he had to write a short, three hundred word paper over a short story they had read as a group. Finishing before everyone else, he was dismissed early and therefore free to roam the halls a bit without anyone to get in his way. Remembering that Chuck had said his last period was history, Rev made his way over to that hallway just as the bell rung. His friend seemed surprised when he saw him, but he quickly got over that and they headed to the studio together, joining a few of their friends who had also heard about the auditions and were, as boys, happy to take advantage of their vantage point. A few girls went before Pirzi, all pretty in their own way and they gained cat calls from his partners in the audience when they finished, but none really stuck his attention. Leaning forward in his seat, eyes remained trained on the lass of interest when she stepped out, seeming a bit nervous at first, but soon she rid her countenance of that emotion before speaking the name of her song. Eyebrows rose at the choice, but it only intrigued him more and he felt as if he was holding his breath while the beat began to pump from the speakers off the sides of the stages and mounted from the ceiling. It was a very nice dance for an amateur and he knew good dancers. Being in the music business you don't just get connections within your own area of the arts, but everywhere, especially with dancers because music is what they moved to. The lady captured him; impressed him and made him want her even more with everything new he learned about her. It all ended way too soon for him with his friend's hollers and whoops bringing his back to reality so he could join in. The dance instructor glared over her shoulder at the boys and they all quietened down, jostling each other and laughing at their fun. Jiggling his leg, Revikr impatiently looked for a time to approach the girl, but she moved off the stage and into the crowd to sit with her friends, remaining to watch the rest of the try outs. When everyone stood to leave, he hurried his strides after her and was able to calm himself enough to seem casual when he approached her from behind. Hey. Lyrics called out, alerting her to his presence before drawing even with the maiden as she walked. You were really good in there. Looked like you enjoyed it as much as I enjoy playing. He paused, keeping his eyes trained forward as they walked on towards the front of the school where the parking lot was. Look, if you ever wanted to get in touch with some professional dancers that could really help you evolve your dancing, just let me know and I can help you out. No strings attached. Glancing down, he met her gaze and allowed his cocky grin to dominate guise. Just think about it. Was his parting statement before he moved off and headed towards his car, taking the keys out of his pocket to unlock the doors before climbing in and starting home, his mind still on the damsel.
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Post by Ayrn on Aug 23, 2010 1:06:09 GMT -5
Eyes rolled at the end of the class when he told her to remind him to never allow her to drive any of his vehicles. Don't flatter yourself. That would be with the assumption that we would be spending time together and I highly doubt that. She stated with a coy and teasing grin as she walked the opposite way out of the gym and into the changerooms. The lunch incident seemed to set her off in more then one way. For the rest of the day she was more then fired up from her previous incident when she had been sent to the office for punching the obnoxious guy. He would surely recieve nothing more then a couple detentions though and that pissed her off. Due to her questionable past they blamed her for the most part though one of the other guys at the table had come forth and told the principal that she had been provoked relentlessly so they tended to understand it and apparently the other guy did not have a squeaky clean record either. She knew thate of from now on she would be watched intently and under a sort of secret probation that only the faculty knew about since they had not been keen on her joining in the first place. So when she walked back to the class she decided that she would give it her all to remain in this school and secure the best possible education and future for herself since she had been deemed one of the lucky ones that had been allowed a second chance. She was sure that there were twice as many that were in her position for the rest of the time they spent until their legal age. The strange part was that over lunch when the guy had been taunting her Revikr had stuck up for her and tried to get him to stop, why was this? Was Emily right and the man seemed to take a liking to her? That did not matter though since they were at eachothers throat for the majority of the time anyways. When she had returned to her seat he looked serious when he told her that if she had not done it then he would have himself. Though he seemed like type to like a fight for whatever it was even if it was not a matter that he cared about. The guy had been a jerk and he was sure that there were a lot of people that he had pissed off that were just too much of a chicken to do anything about it. But if there was not enough buzz about her being the new girl she had just earned even more. Strides were long and confident to her chair even though she could see some of the girl turn and whisper to one another, same with the guys though most just allowed their eyes to roam on her. Good because my plan to stay under the radar seems to be impossible. I don't need you to screw this up for me. She stated seriously though then second guessed herself, why was she telling this to him? He did not care. Without another word for the rest of the period she was then sent to her dance tryouts which seemed to be a hit. The sexy dance seemed to be an eye opener to the talented girl. She did not see the point to changing back into more conservative clothes since she was sure that most of the school had already seen her. So as she stepped out of the gym she felt steps behind her and swung around to spot the guy that seemed to always be within her shadows wherever she went. Brows raised as she was sure that he was going to shoot her some snarky comment but it wasn't. It was genuine and as spiteful as she was she was not able to force herself to make a rude comment. For now there would be a minimal truce. Thanks. She stated hesitantly. Maybe. Uh, thanks. When he said no strings attached she flinched a little. She continued walking in the direction of the door where she spotted he new SUV of Ayrn's she had helped her pick it out of course. From there the rest of the week was effortless and Friday came so quickly, the night for the party and she felt on edge about it. She had told Ayrn about the night and she had agreed which was strange though she knew that Ayrn trusted her and knew that she was young and she was going to make the mistakes of a young person and yet Pirzi was quite responsible. So it was not at all hard to convince her to let her go to the party in fact the older woman seemed more excited then herself. She had just come from the shower a towel tucked beneath her arms and one around chestnut locks when Ayrn had walked into her room with a wide assorted variety of clothes that were suitable and already had them laying on the bed for her. Brow raised lightly as she chuckled. Wow, thanks. She uttered. Emily had informed her that the majority of the girls would be wearing light floral and summery dresses so she stuck to the light cotton material of the one that she had borrowed on the first night she had been here. The teal matching her eyes almost perfectly. As she grabbed the dress Ayrn spoke. Consider it yours, it looks much better on your anyways. She said gently before leaving her in peace to change and get ready. Slipping the light fabric over her head it settled easily to her body, framing stunning figure and ending at her knees. Admiring herself in the mirror she applied a light bit of makeup, dark makeup around her eyes causing them to look startlingly teal coloured, a hue unimaginably for humans. Dark long lashes were curled and accented the girls features. Hair was curled with a beachy look and strands fell in loose waves lightly around her shoulders. With 5 minutes to spare she was finished. A small spritz of perfume carried a light floral scent and was placed along where the blood flowed the most freely since that seemed to be the way that a fragrance worked the best. She then walked from the bathroom and into the foyer. Ayrn then went to her room and returned in a moment with a necklace placing a stunning row of pearls around her neck. They were then on their way to Emily's house. It was large and there was music pounding that you could even hear from the end of the large and winding driveway. The house was not as elaborate as you would expect from the drive up but it certainly was not lacking, with a promise to call her in the morning she left. She would be staying the night at Emilys house. A light backpack had been brought and was hung around her shoulders she ridded it in Emilys bedroom before anyone got there. Joining Emily back downstairs to wait for people to arrive.
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Post by Lonestar on Aug 24, 2010 1:59:04 GMT -5
Days dragged on over the rest of the week although by Friday, it seemed as if hardly any time has passed by. Ah, such was life for a senior in high school. School was boring, filled mostly with class time, homework, and studying. His math professor had even had a gall to give a pop quiz the fourth day which did not really bother the boy, but the rest of his classmates pretty much flunked the exam because none of them, except for the geeks, knew what was really going on. Along with all this craziness, not having the chance to really tease Pirzi only added to his boredom and slight irritation. In gym they were kept active and remained on separate teams the rest of the week and in chemistry the teacher pushed them hard to stay busy with their project that was due at the end of the first six weeks. There were chances he could have taken, sure: lunch always provided the opportune time, but the man had stayed away, baffling himself because he was not one to back off whenever things started to get interesting. The truth was however, Revikr was starting to like her; really like her and that was not the sort of relationship he wanted. Indeed, he was looking for more than just a fuck buddy, but a full on serious relationship was not his style. Musicians had a hard time keeping up with their careers without adding the stress of a girl into the mix; especially when first starting out. It was not a situation he was willing to risk becoming entangled in and therefore created some distance between them, allowing time for his protective barrier to build. Tonight, he would not keep to the sidelines. He had a better reputation than that and expected more of himself even than what his peers expected of him. The guys from the make-shift band came over to hang before the party via Rev's invitation to ride with him over there. Not one of them would refuse a ride in his car, even if it was not the Ferrari since that car did not hold many passengers. Dressed in dark, almost black jeans and an interweaved white and dark blue thinly striped twill cotton fabric, he rounded up the guys at about ten from the home theatre where they were busy watching Euro Trip, deciding it was time to head to the party. Two of his friends with him already knew where Emily lived and he was therefore able to avoid having to text Pirzi for directions which left her open for a surprise when he did show up. The party started earlier; between eight and nine from the texts everyone was sending out, but it was never good style to show up on time was it? Taking the guys through the front door and into the garage where they all piled into his Mustang, they pulled out of the driveway at a pretty tame speed, but then once on the road, the bloke shifted into the next gear and nearly floored it while he followed the other drake's directions flawlessly. The windows were rolled down, their typical hard rock music blasting from the stereos with the added base shaking the rear view mirror so hard no one could see out of it. They pulled up to the house and plenty of people called out to them, recognizing the new kid's car easily. Driving along the street until he found an empty spot, he parallel parked then shut down the purring engine, smiling at his car as he climbed out of the driver's side. Lights flashed on the car when he hit the lock button on the keyless remote as he moved toward the front of the house the few who had come with him up ahead of him by a few feet. While they moved into the house, people greeted them left and right, a few holding beer cans while they chatted it up in their own little groups. To most, he simply smiled and lifted a hand, but mouth formed a "hey" in a reply to the few who he recognized. Eyes began to scan the rooms as he came into the house, dead set on finding the lass as quickly as possible. His friends had picked up on what he was doing as well because after about five minutes, one nudged his arm and pointed off into the other room, showing him where she was standing beside Emily who was falling all over her new boyfriend. Thanking him silently, Revikr left the group, sliding through the holes between the masses of people, trying to remain anonymous, but a few ladies noticed who he was and reached out for his arm, saying his name in that sleek way and smiling like they all thought they were irresistible. He was able to get out of every situation and continued on his way towards Pirzi, liquids moving up and down her figure as he judged her appearance. That dress was much better than the frilly, wide skirted ones the rest of the girls were wearing. This teal one hugged her curves just enough to keep things interesting although it did not cling to her like a second skin. Moving up to stand behind her at her shoulder, his body leaned over her, face dangerously close to her head. Hey. He spoke quietly, just loud enough to where she was the only person who heard him. Ignoring the other people around them, the man's chest inflated, the obvious sound of him breathing in her perfume following. Lids closed briefly, savoring the scent before eyes opened again, watching the side of her face for any expression change. Hands ached to touch her, but he kept them hanging naturally below his hips, allowing the threat; the promise of contact provided by the close proximity to establish what she should already know.
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Post by Ayrn on Aug 24, 2010 3:28:36 GMT -5
The music was pounding so loud that she already had taken a couple of ibuprophen, the loudness of music that was alright for the humans seemed to do a toll on the girls delicate hearing and make her brain feel as though it was being put through a blender. She had a bottle of some kind of a fruity cooler in her hand and it almost was knocked to the floor as some of the already hammered people crowded her space causing her to cringe and step behind Emily and her recent man as they were making out. She then found herself stepping out from that side of the crowd since she would not hang around the lovebirds all night and the ring leader of the small group that she had started hanging out with at lunch placed a hand on her shoulder and caused her to turn around. Pirzi dear, you look fabulous, that was quite a dance you put on the other day. She stated in an overly sugary voice and instantly she knew that she needed to watch her back around this girl. She was not taking well to Pirzi being the new girl of the school and starting to get the most of the attention that was previously hers. This was not Pirzi's fault but she could tell that she was going to take the blame for it. Well thank you. I will see you around though, excuse me. She was not going to start a scene or stick around for the rest of what she planned on saying since she did not need any amo against her. If it had been up to her she would have stayed beneath the radar. The people that were already at the party were not yet drunk enough to loosen up to start dancing so it was so far quite boring. A small sigh escaped kissers as she then realized that the remainder of the football team had started arriving and Jake instantly made his way to her. Eyes were rolled though she would not allow him to see that since he was innocent and genuinely nice to her. Hey. You seem to be stirring up quite the amount of attention for a new girl. He stated to her and her stomach churned within itself since the girl who had just spoken to her was now glaring in her direction. She then turned to him with a polite smile. Sorry guess thats just who I am, excuse me though. She stated before walking past the other girl and muttering. You can have him. She said lightly with a small chuckle watching as the shark seemed to take the bait and sauntered right up to him placing a hand on his shoulder. She figured that she would get bonus points for that. She was already halfway through her drink and she leaned back against the side of the wall until the husky male voice was close to her ear. It made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. She knew that the words were only for her and it made her feel slightly priviledged even though she knew that those feelings were dangerous, especially around someone like him. The deep inhale signalled that he was tuning into the scent the girl had chosen for the night, Sexual by Michel Germain. One of Ayrn's favourites. She had taken a liking to the light and romantic scent. A warning glance was cast in his direction as she swung around to face him exotic teal hued eyes meeting his immediately. Hey, yourself. Her vocals were smooth and flowed from her vocals this time without the venom that usually was apparent in her voice. Look, I know your type. I don't answer to booty calls. This is nothing but a game to you, want what you know you can not have. But before she managed to move away finger trailed lightly along his abdomen before she caught herself and retracted her hand. The light touch was enough to make her do something she knew that she would regret. She could not allow herself to be this close to him. By now there were a ton of people dancing to the thumping beat that seemed to rock the entire house. Dance? She asked with a small smirk crossing her features and plastering to rose kissers brow raised with the whole action and it was a lot more of a challenge and she did not even wait for his answer. Fingers clasp around his forearm and pull him into the midst of sweaty bodies. She was fit and she remained cool through the whole fiasco. She hoped that he did not take this the wrong way, they were not friends nor were they anything else. He had just been dubbed the worthy dancer for the evening since she doubted that any of the football jerks would do the same. He would understand that it was nothing but a dance and there were no strings attached to any of these motions she simply did not want to look the like the loser that was out there dancing by herself. A few girls shot her death glares though they were from different groups, a lot of them looked a little more punk and rockers styles, which she was sure that the arrogant male would never go for. Body moved easily to the beat, getting lost within the rythm of the dance. Soon though as a slow song seemed to come over the dance floor she felt a small tap on her shoulder asking if they could cut in. She turned to meet the gaze of an emo looking girl that looked like she might be able to beat Pirzi up with her bare hands. Of course, be my guest. She stated with a small smile uttered towards Rev. She stepped back off the dance floor and managed to slip her way outside. She needed a break from the noise. Her head was swimming though she knew that she would not be able to take anymore Ibuprophen since it was not a good idea with drinking. She dropped to a seated position on a small swinging chair looking thing on the porch and it was cushioned and comfortable. She swung back and forth eyes getting lost in the horizon.
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