Chloe Huntington
"I've got us out of Mr Keating's lesson for a bit." Chloe grinned to her friend, standing up straight again as she finally caught her breath. "You know how much he loves me - I have a sort of... pull, over him." She said, thinking back to the elder man's gnarling face as she dashed out of his room, leaving a Chloe-shaped wet patch on his shirt. OH well, he'd get over it. Besides, he kept a spare shirt around anyway. She had gotten him soaked so many times before, it was just smart for him to keep one spare.
She pulled on her clothes over her damp bikini, and tied her hair up into a messy bun with the spare hair-band that she always kept tied around her wrist. She squatted down on the bench next to Everlie, and smiled at her. "Well, we can be late, none the less. So that gives you time to get changed, huh?" She briefly waved at Lennon as he passed them, laughing a little at his comment.
"Yes, we're wet. Problem, Mister?" She grinned playfully, and then he was gone.
Will Hawk
Before he could speak to Nina, Tristan walked passed and waved at them. He didn't really play much attention to the blonde male though, not really seeing him as more of a distant relative, and he kept his eyes trained on the innocent woman in front of him. A curt nod was sent in the direction of the other son of Aphrodite, before his imminent departure. "Oh you are that pretty, honey." He winked at the girl, moving onto the grass now, sticking his legs out in front of him. "A statue of you would turn this place from a school, into a shrine, Nina." He couldn't stop himself from letting a small laugh escape his lips though, as she spoke about him having a statue there instead. "Only if it could be placed next to yours. My statue would be so lonely, and it wouldn't look right without one of you standing right there too."
He missed the redness of her cheeks as her blush died down, and he watched her grow more confident in front of him. He liked her like this. Less stuttering, more smiley, ect, It was nice. It was almost as if she was glowing, in a sense; glowing with confidence, and gorgeousness. She was different to Portia in many was, most which were better. She didn't share Portia's partying girl attitude, or drunken ways, but she also didn't put out like the child of Dionysus did. Maybe that was always why he was running back to her .... body.
"I suppose we could go to class," Will said to her, smiling mischievously, "or we could always spend the time together?"
Lucas Tricon
"Later then, my dearest." Lukas smiled, and son they were on their way to class, after a little message from Cadwell as they passed. Lukas liked the teacher well enough, but he wasn't close to any of the teachers in particular like some of the other students were. He was pulled over to the seat where his brother had been sitting by Clover, and instead of letting her pick up her own bag, he grabbed it from her hands. "I'n not gonna' let my beautiful girlfriend carry a heavy bag on our anniversary now, am I?" He grinned, placing a delicate peck on her cheek. Then they were moving to class.
When they arrived at the classroom. Keating was inside talking with Caspray, probably about double dating with Cadwell and Summers or something. Lukas knew that Boone had a thing for Kitty, and vice versa, and anyone with a sense of emotion could see that; except the two of them of course. His eyes came back onto Clove though as she looked up at him with her gorgeous eyes, and asked him for alight. It almost looked as if she was pleading with him, knowing his imminent answer to be no; but how could he say no to her today? Today was different to most days. "Okay, but just this once. Tomorrow, it's back to the good ol' 'no', baby." He said, before generating a small flame in the palm of his hand, and placing it to the end of her cigarette. He wasn't going to tell her that it was him who kept stealing her lighters, that was his little secret. Well, Nova knew to of course, but he was the only other, and wasn't going to tell her anyway. He was safe, for now.
Caspray left, and they were sitting in the classroom in a flash, at the table where they usually were seated. Then, Rhea came into the classroom, dropping something onto the floor. By the look on her face, it looked important to her, and by the sound that hit his ears, it sounded broken. "Rhea... if it's broken... I'm handy at fixing things." He said, trying to bring back some confidence in the girl, who looked incredibly shocked. However, his attention was soon taken away from the other girl, as Sinclair walked in and wrapped his arms around Clove, tightening her in a hug, and then kissing her forehead. His little jibe about the bracelet passed through his mind, ignoring them like a good man should. "Thanks, Sin." He smiled up at the guy, the smile obviously a sarcastic one, when he wished them both a happy anniversary.
It had always bugged Sinclair that Clover had picked Lukas to be with, and Lukas knew it. It was horrible, having someone else lusting after your girlfriend. His comment about the two of them being married though, got to him more than it should. Without even thinking about it, he turned around and flicked a small flame at the male's long black locks, setting the front few strands on fire.
"Sorry Sin. There was a fly." He spoke unemotionally, turning back around, waiting for class to begin.
"I've got us out of Mr Keating's lesson for a bit." Chloe grinned to her friend, standing up straight again as she finally caught her breath. "You know how much he loves me - I have a sort of... pull, over him." She said, thinking back to the elder man's gnarling face as she dashed out of his room, leaving a Chloe-shaped wet patch on his shirt. OH well, he'd get over it. Besides, he kept a spare shirt around anyway. She had gotten him soaked so many times before, it was just smart for him to keep one spare.
She pulled on her clothes over her damp bikini, and tied her hair up into a messy bun with the spare hair-band that she always kept tied around her wrist. She squatted down on the bench next to Everlie, and smiled at her. "Well, we can be late, none the less. So that gives you time to get changed, huh?" She briefly waved at Lennon as he passed them, laughing a little at his comment.
"Yes, we're wet. Problem, Mister?" She grinned playfully, and then he was gone.
Will Hawk
Before he could speak to Nina, Tristan walked passed and waved at them. He didn't really play much attention to the blonde male though, not really seeing him as more of a distant relative, and he kept his eyes trained on the innocent woman in front of him. A curt nod was sent in the direction of the other son of Aphrodite, before his imminent departure. "Oh you are that pretty, honey." He winked at the girl, moving onto the grass now, sticking his legs out in front of him. "A statue of you would turn this place from a school, into a shrine, Nina." He couldn't stop himself from letting a small laugh escape his lips though, as she spoke about him having a statue there instead. "Only if it could be placed next to yours. My statue would be so lonely, and it wouldn't look right without one of you standing right there too."
He missed the redness of her cheeks as her blush died down, and he watched her grow more confident in front of him. He liked her like this. Less stuttering, more smiley, ect, It was nice. It was almost as if she was glowing, in a sense; glowing with confidence, and gorgeousness. She was different to Portia in many was, most which were better. She didn't share Portia's partying girl attitude, or drunken ways, but she also didn't put out like the child of Dionysus did. Maybe that was always why he was running back to her .... body.
"I suppose we could go to class," Will said to her, smiling mischievously, "or we could always spend the time together?"
Lucas Tricon
"Later then, my dearest." Lukas smiled, and son they were on their way to class, after a little message from Cadwell as they passed. Lukas liked the teacher well enough, but he wasn't close to any of the teachers in particular like some of the other students were. He was pulled over to the seat where his brother had been sitting by Clover, and instead of letting her pick up her own bag, he grabbed it from her hands. "I'n not gonna' let my beautiful girlfriend carry a heavy bag on our anniversary now, am I?" He grinned, placing a delicate peck on her cheek. Then they were moving to class.
When they arrived at the classroom. Keating was inside talking with Caspray, probably about double dating with Cadwell and Summers or something. Lukas knew that Boone had a thing for Kitty, and vice versa, and anyone with a sense of emotion could see that; except the two of them of course. His eyes came back onto Clove though as she looked up at him with her gorgeous eyes, and asked him for alight. It almost looked as if she was pleading with him, knowing his imminent answer to be no; but how could he say no to her today? Today was different to most days. "Okay, but just this once. Tomorrow, it's back to the good ol' 'no', baby." He said, before generating a small flame in the palm of his hand, and placing it to the end of her cigarette. He wasn't going to tell her that it was him who kept stealing her lighters, that was his little secret. Well, Nova knew to of course, but he was the only other, and wasn't going to tell her anyway. He was safe, for now.
Caspray left, and they were sitting in the classroom in a flash, at the table where they usually were seated. Then, Rhea came into the classroom, dropping something onto the floor. By the look on her face, it looked important to her, and by the sound that hit his ears, it sounded broken. "Rhea... if it's broken... I'm handy at fixing things." He said, trying to bring back some confidence in the girl, who looked incredibly shocked. However, his attention was soon taken away from the other girl, as Sinclair walked in and wrapped his arms around Clove, tightening her in a hug, and then kissing her forehead. His little jibe about the bracelet passed through his mind, ignoring them like a good man should. "Thanks, Sin." He smiled up at the guy, the smile obviously a sarcastic one, when he wished them both a happy anniversary.
It had always bugged Sinclair that Clover had picked Lukas to be with, and Lukas knew it. It was horrible, having someone else lusting after your girlfriend. His comment about the two of them being married though, got to him more than it should. Without even thinking about it, he turned around and flicked a small flame at the male's long black locks, setting the front few strands on fire.
"Sorry Sin. There was a fly." He spoke unemotionally, turning back around, waiting for class to begin.