Though in all honesty, the boy had only seen the tip of the iceberg of how far Lorelei would be going, and Mel was sure, if he kept this up, the rest of said iceberg would be revealed over time.
“You mispronounced 'always'.” The blonde girl retorted. Though she hadn't given any time and dedication to get to know people last year, or for that matter even this year, word spread quickly about two particularly... leash-broken brothers, or family, or whatever – Jokers, pranksters.
You sure know how to pick them, don't you, Mel? Buzzed a wee-little thought through her mind, a smile glued to her face as she, admittedly, found that thought far more amusing than it actually was.
She went from not wanting to make any friends, to – Well befriending wasn't the exact word, more, like, falling for something. Yeah, that never happened. That was a completely accidental accident.
Mel felt her cheeks heat up, though just slightly, damn that scumbag brain for remembering the one thing she didn't want to remember. Her eyes averted from Kieran, who immediately took the opportunity to interrogate the girl on her earlier 'vague' explanation of why Lore was such a protective companion. – Tempting her even more to answer with the promise of cake.
“I realize we only recently met officially and I'm sorry if the question is to personal, but if ya answer I'll bake you a cake.”
“You? A baker? Weeell~ Strange people have even stranger hobbies, don't they?” Mel commented under a brief giggle, though refusing to turn her gaze back to the boy-in-question. For the time being.
“Everybody loves chocolate cake. I won't even make you share it with me.”
Whaaat....? He was trying to bribe an answer from her? The girl sighed, running a single hand through her hair before checking to see if it was safe to meet eye-to-eye without the unfortunate colouring of cheeks. “Why do I get the feeling you're one of those people who would eat that cake before giving the leftover crumbs to somebody else?”
She laughed. Promise of cake, and her favourite no less – Curse Kieran for getting it right the first time. Either that, or some magical, all-powerful entity gave him the power to read minds.
Well, now she did have to sate his burning curiosity, eh? Serves her right for explaining with the detail of an abstract painting that's supposed to represent something deep and meaningful, but is just a blob of rectangles and creepy faces with ears for an eye, and toes for ears. A sole, pale finger scratched the her right cheek, muttering plenty of Ah's and Uh's in the process.
Gathering her thoughts, the girl began, “Sort of. Though that certainly didn't help the situation.” Mel shivered at the thought of that ass, ieeeuwww... The horrendous memories that are now permanently embedded in her braincells. “Anyway,” Melody continued, blue eyes peering at Kieran who looked so... attentive?
“you could say Lore is just, well, naturally protective. So don't be surprised when you end up fending her off a couple more times.” That was, if he stuck around, anyway. Considering that it was likely, that meant playing 'parent' again. Jolly-joy... The girl thought, glancing at Lorelei who had kept an eye on Kieran for who knows how long – Before turning back to the boy.
“Anyway, that butt-monkey got what he deserved. he didn't know how to keep his dirty hands to himself.” She sighed before continuing, fully aware that she hadn't given any 'juicy' details. “It's good to see not all boys are like that, though.” She complimented, although she wasn't sure he'd get it or no.
“But enough prying me, what about you?” The girl's smile swapped out for a smirk, hands folding behind her head. “There's bound to be a riveting story about how you ended up being every teacher's pest.”