As the trio was alone and Liza turned on Blake, Liv only took a step back with her hands up, not - in any way - about that life after only waking up about two hours ago. She could snap at a lot of people, but she usually left Elizabeth to her brother and when Liza was actually upset about something, it was always best to stay out of their argument. While she seemed to stomp off, Olivia's gaze rose to Blake's to see the small frown tugging at the corners of her mouth and sighed, not at all impressed by his trying to play of Liza's hurt. So, with a small sympathetic smile, Liv stepped in front of Blake and wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her chin on his chest so she could look up at him. "Hey, no bets on your sister's tears," she chastised lightly before grinning at his face, ignoring any looks anyone else was giving them. "She came because cuz she loves you and you love her too, and give it a little time like we always do, and you'll both forget all about this argument. Just like every other one." It wasn't really an argument considering the fact that, well, Elizabeth rarely walked away from him snapping at her happy, but Liv said what she said and honestly hoped she was right. Liza could be...difficult at times.
Before she could become too comfortable in the position they were in, her phone vibrated in her pocket and she had to let Blake go to check it again. However, once seeing that all too familiar number, she pressed ignore quickly and decided on a better piece of action: she simply cut her phone and prayed Lake hadn't been able to see what she did.
Christian didn't lie when he said that the bus would be arriving soon. As soon as he was standing in front of the building and going over the list of names with one of the professors, the vehicle was literally rounding the corner and coming towards them. He was about to tell his group to return and tell his group to be ready when a professor from Cal-Tech grabbed a hold of his arm, pointing to a few familiar group of rowdy students. At first, Chris didn't even understand what he was supposed to be looking at - he didn't feel like dealing with those guys again - until the glass in one kid's hand gleamed beneath the harsh rays of the sun. And then his eyes narrowed and he was stalking over to the group, not even taking in Elizabeth's presence at first.
"¿Qué demonios te pasa? He growled and snatched up the bottle, his voice coming out as more of a hiss than yelling since he didn't want to bring too much attention to them. He directed his glare at the leader more than anyone. "Dude, I already told you that I could give two giant fucks about you drinking. Just. Not. Here."[I] It wasn't a real rule Christian himself had proposed considering his own age and tendency to drink when having fun, but it was something the program - their teachers - asked for. No drinking or alcoholic beverages on sight. They weren't even allowed to do the wine tastings while on the clock. Any students caught were supposed to be brought back to one of the professors from their school and Christian had already warned them of what could happen with that. Finally, he noticed Liza and raised an eyebrow at her. [I]"What? So, mom and dad back there put you in time out and you thought getting into more trouble was the best move? Seriously, what the hell is your problem?"
Before she could become too comfortable in the position they were in, her phone vibrated in her pocket and she had to let Blake go to check it again. However, once seeing that all too familiar number, she pressed ignore quickly and decided on a better piece of action: she simply cut her phone and prayed Lake hadn't been able to see what she did.
Christian didn't lie when he said that the bus would be arriving soon. As soon as he was standing in front of the building and going over the list of names with one of the professors, the vehicle was literally rounding the corner and coming towards them. He was about to tell his group to return and tell his group to be ready when a professor from Cal-Tech grabbed a hold of his arm, pointing to a few familiar group of rowdy students. At first, Chris didn't even understand what he was supposed to be looking at - he didn't feel like dealing with those guys again - until the glass in one kid's hand gleamed beneath the harsh rays of the sun. And then his eyes narrowed and he was stalking over to the group, not even taking in Elizabeth's presence at first.
"¿Qué demonios te pasa? He growled and snatched up the bottle, his voice coming out as more of a hiss than yelling since he didn't want to bring too much attention to them. He directed his glare at the leader more than anyone. "Dude, I already told you that I could give two giant fucks about you drinking. Just. Not. Here."[I] It wasn't a real rule Christian himself had proposed considering his own age and tendency to drink when having fun, but it was something the program - their teachers - asked for. No drinking or alcoholic beverages on sight. They weren't even allowed to do the wine tastings while on the clock. Any students caught were supposed to be brought back to one of the professors from their school and Christian had already warned them of what could happen with that. Finally, he noticed Liza and raised an eyebrow at her. [I]"What? So, mom and dad back there put you in time out and you thought getting into more trouble was the best move? Seriously, what the hell is your problem?"