[hr][hr][centre][h1][color=lightcoral]Phoebe Wayne-Isley[/color] and [color=Darkslategray]Deon Howlette[/color][/h1] [img]https://i.imgur.com/JpYhn9h.gif[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/qXxvThQ.gif[/img] [b]Location[/b]: Academy grounds [sup][b]Interacting with:[/b]Each other. Una [@Almalthia] and Ce-jay[/sup][/centre] [hr][hr] No? Did the bitch just seriously tell him no? Ooohh, so she was going to play hard to get, was she? He smirked, crossing his arms over his chest and tilted his head towards where the darker-skinned girl had wandered off towards. [color=darkslategray]”What, that change your mind or something?”[/color] he asked, having been under the impression not a few moments ago that she would have gone on that walk with him. Why did women always have to cock block each other? Intentional or no. And… was it even cock blocking if they were female? Would it be more like twat-swatting? He was going to have to try to make that a thing. [color=darkslategray]”Don’t worry about it, baby. Just surface compliments. Women like to know that they look good.”[/color] His eyes looked Phoebe up and down and made a point to bite his lower lip in appreciation as his eyes came back up to hers. [color=darkslategray]”And damn, girl, you hit it out of the park. No contest.”[/color] [color=green]”Hey Phoebe let me give you my number.”[/color] The freckled redhead was interfering again. Deon rolled his eyes. [color=green]“I REALLY want to follow that guy but I don’t want to leave you with this...person.”[/color] Gross. That poor kid. Deon’s eyes followed the direction of the accidental-prone boy, watching as half a cell phone made contact with someone else’s face. He snickered. That kid would be lucky to last a month here. Crossing her arms over her chest, Phoebe returned his look, somewhat annoyed at the comments. [color=lightcoral]”Hit it out of the park… “[/color] she mused, thoughtful, [color=lightcoral]”Doesn’t that mean I’m out of your league?”[/color] As Una returned to her, Phoebe gave her a smile, her voice softer as she spoke to her, [color=lightcoral]”Thanks… I’ll find you later. You go. I’ll be okay.”[/color] she promised her, not wanting Una to regret staying and missing out on an opportunity. Deon watched the freckled girl leave before responding. [color=darkslategray]”Maybe, maybe. Or I might just be the kid that brings back the balls for a ticket to the snack station.”[/color] Phoebe gave a small laugh and shook her head, [color=lightcoral]”So he gives it up then.”[/color] she said with amusement, [color=lightcoral]”Either way, doesn’t bode well for you.”[/color] [color=darkslategray]”He returns it home safe and sound after a wild adventure.”[/color] he corrected. [color=lightcoral]”That depends on your definition of safe and sound.”[/color] She responded, [color=lightcoral]”As for a wild adventure… I think we’d differ on that as well.”[/color] Deon shrugged his shoulders. [color=darkslategray]”Well that all depends on you, sweetheart. A quick night-ride on my bike tonight a bit too edgy for you?”[/color] Phoebe’s expression and tone were rather ambiguous, leaning towards puzzled. [color=lightcoral]”What? Bumpy, rocking and left unsatisfied? No thanks”[/color] [color=darkslategray]”Who says you’d be left unsatisfied? That ain’t my style. I always show my girl a good time.”[/color] [color=lightcoral]”Therein lies an issue. I’m not your girl”[/color] [color=darkslategray]”Not yet you ain’t. But you could be.”[/color] Phoebe shook her head, dropping her arms to her sides [color=lightcoral]””Could”, well, yes I suppose that is true. Seems about as likely as my standards lowering.”[/color] Deon chuckled. He liked her fire. [color=darkslategray]”What, you already got a man in your life or something? I’m just asking for an evening ride, princess.”[/color] Phoebe doubted she could explain, and even if she did, doubted he would understand. [color=lightcoral]”Oh? Asking is it? Seemed like you expected it.”[/color] she said in an even tone. [color=darkslategray]”Seems like you’re assuming a lot about me.”[/color] Deon countered with a soft smile. [color=lightcoral]”Then why don’t you clear up any confusion.”[/color] [color=darkslategray]”What would you like to know? I’m an open book, baby!”[/color] Deon outstretched his arms, opening himself up to her physically to solidify his words. Phoebe paused a moment, curious as she pondered what to say. [color=lightcoral]”Then by all means, talk. Why not try to cover everything?”[/color] [color=darkslategray]”Chapter One: My Conception.”[/color] Phoebe couldn’t help it, she laughed, [color=lightcoral]”Well, maybe not quite that far back.”[/color] [color=darkslategray]”Thank God. It was a confusing time, anyway.”[/color] Deon chuckled, though his statement didn’t go without truth. [color=darkslategray]”Look, I’ll talk with you about everything once this registration and moving in bullshit is over with. Come with me tonight. I’ll make sure you have a good time. You’ve got my word.”[/color] Phoebe hesitated, thinking. She didn’t have to agree to anything she didn’t want to. [color=lightcoral]”Well. Alright.”[/color] She said, after a few moments thought. Just as Deon was about to reply, there was a nudge straight up his backside. Shifting a bit awkwardly, Deon twisted his body around, his eyes looking down to see a young, blonde dog sniffing intently into his rear. Using his hand, Deon gently pushed the dog away and though it tried a few times to return to him, finally got the hint after a few very firm, “no’s” from the male. The dog trotted off, stopped in the grass to pee, and then continued on. Shaking his head, looking a bit annoyed, Deon gave his attention back to the redhead. [color=darkslategray]”Awesome. Okay. So should we go see what this big ol’ announcement Batman’s got for us, is?”[/color] Phoebe tried to stifle her giggles, but failed as she watched the dog sniffing Deon. Whoever’s dog it was, it seemed quite curious and it was absolutely adorable. She wondered if she should stop it from wandering off, but didn’t get the chance to as she tried to compose herself. Hoping the dog would be alright, she cleared her throat, trying not to fall into a fit of giggles. [color=lightcoral]”Would probably be a wise thing to do.”[/color] She said, not quite able to hide the amusement from her voice. Shaking his head, though maintaining a smile, Deon ushered for Phoebe to go first as they headed in the direction everyone else seemed to be going. [color=darkslategray]”So… you like dogs?”[/color]