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[color=f6989d]She heard the engine of the Dodge Charge looming closer before the honk came, but by then her eyes had already narrowed into a glare directed at the sky for the very familiar series of events that began to unfold. 

[color=F06564]”I stand corrected.”[/color] 

Red, as Spike had so cleverly named her from all of five seconds of staring at her bust and whole self, turned to face him fully with her gaze lowering from the sky to look at the blond guy who was so inclined to be the first person to greet her at Rosefell. Her eyes hidden behind her sunglasses, he wouldn’t get the effect of the bored stare she had on him.

Alas, she made her way with a stride with the rhythmic tap of her measured heeled steps while a bright, red lip smile found a home on her face that was far more genuine looking than she felt. Even after stopping beside the old car the shameless male had driven in or taken the lollipop he extended her way just yet, it remained with the most pleasant vibe someone wearing all black could have.

Though maybe that’s why you need the word [i]fun[/i] to make funeral.

[color=F06564]”I’ve [i]never[/i] heard that one shouted at me before.”[/color] She responded, purposefully playing up her southern belle accent while taking her sunglasses off, tucking them in the pocket of her jacket as she looked Spike in the eye before looking to the candy he offered her way and then back to him. Not once losing her smile. The coloring and shape of which not going unnoticed by her, in fact, that was the only reason she had reached out with her hand to accept it in the first place, taking it from his own. While she worked the flimsy wrapper off, she added with her accent dropped alongside the smile with her focus on the easier task.

[color=F06564]” Do tell DeVito, does that line actually work for you—”[/color] She plopped the uncovered lollipop into her mouth as she looked back up at him to finish her thought. 

[color=F06564]”—Or do most girls not even bother to tell you that that last thing we want to hear is someone yelling about our bodies from inside their truck like a kiosk salesman trying to sell his dick to anything that has a pulse?”[/color] Her tone was much drier than the morning air, all the while she deadpanned at her own metaphor. Not at all waiting for an actual answer to the question, she was quick to move on from it in favor of shifting to a less negative topic. It would be better to start the year off without adding onto the list of people she wanted to avoid.

The artificial taste of cherries that bloomed on her tastebuds, made removing the lollipop from her mouth just to thank him momentarily, a tragedy. 

[color=F06564]” Thanks for the candied welcome though, DeVito. But a piece of advice from one dudette to a dude; compliment something that they chose to wear and don’t sexualize their body right out the gate.”[/color] Shoving her hands into the pockets of her leather jacket to keep them away from the cold air, she scanned the male over quickly with a raised brow as she looked for something to prove her point.

[color=F06564]” Like how the dark green color of your tie makes the pretty blue hue of your eyes [i]pop[/i].”[/color] Juno added, popping the “p” as she gestured to the hastily tied tie, then up to his eyes with two tilts of her head. The loud ruckus of a motorcycle engine drew her attention away, her gaze instantly going to where the noise was coming from to be pleasantly surprised. 

[i]Emily[/i], her dear friend was here, and was rolling her way over to park. Juno could recognize that [s]figure[/s] Harley anywhere. A huge plus if she needed a quick getaway when school let out and couldn't get in her car fast enough, and if that was the case, having a sleepover with Emily would surely fix whatever turmoil that had caused it. Well-- She would help her calm down from it.

She smiled, genuinely this time, the warmth showing in spades as she fully turned to look at her sister from another mister.[color=F06564]"Oh Ems, you have no idea how much the feeling is mutual."[/color] The head breathed out with a sigh and a slight shake of her head before she huffed a short chuckle.[color=F06564] "It's not so bad, though [i]blondie[/i] here gave a dated welcome without his name attached--" Her blueish-green eyes flickered over to Spike's face as her smile curled into a half-smirk. "But until he says it, I think DeVito will do just fine."[/color][/color]