Wise and Rumor

[Bree]

[[deleted user]]

[Bree]

Now that I get to see them both together: the two could be sisters.

[[deleted user]]

That's exactly what I thought, LOL. :') They're perfect. <3

[Bree]

:) Great minds think alike.

[[deleted user]]

True dat. ;)

Sooo... ideas. I have a couple. :)

[Bree]

I'm listening :)

[[deleted user]]

- We could do a 'stranded' RP? Like, two people are stuck on a deserted island, due to a plane crash. ^^ They have to learn how to survive in the wilderness, and they slowly begin to rekindle a love. Oh, and they're total opposites: so at first, they detest each-other. C:

- This guy's known around as the Sex God or something and he takes on a bet to sleep with the bookworm. But in due time, while he tries to charm his way through, they fall in love and there's a whole bunch of complications and stuff. :)

... That's all I got, at the moment. >.>

[Bree]

Both are wonderful ideas and both are ideas I have yet to try. I have to go for now, but when I return: we shall discuss this.

[[deleted user]]

Goodbye for now, then! :)

[Bree]

I've returned.

[[deleted user]]

Yay! :)

Any preferences to the two ideas I suggested or do you have any that you'd like to share? :D

[Bree]

I'm very partial to the second idea. I myself am a nerd underneath my somewhat sophisticated vocabulary, and I have several close friends that would be similar to this 'Sex God.'

[[deleted user]]

Alrighty then! ^^ So, charrie time .-. I'd like to play the nerd, but I'm somewhat lenient to play the opposite role as well.

[Bree]

I'm quite willing to be the 'Sex God.' I've had similar characters to him in the past, and it would be right up my alley to be him.

[[deleted user]]

Alright then. I'll get my charrie rigged up.

[Bree]

⌘Full Name:⌘ Hunter Goldman

Age: 18

Birthday: August 11th

Gender:Male

Sexuality : Straight
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Appearance:


⌘ Hair: Blonde

⌘ Eyes: Brown

⌘ Weight: 169

⌘ Height: 6’2

Personality: Hunter is definitely confident with just about everything about himself: his looks, his good fortune, and his ability to get any girl that he wants. It isn’t he believes that women don’t know any better, it’s just that he finds them very easy to persuade into sleeping in bed with him. He’s wealthy on top of that because his father is the CEO of one of the most important and well respected money loan companies. Hunter doesn’t exactly believe that he’s a bad guy for wanting to surround himself with girls, because they’re just naturally attracted to him. He calls himself beautiful and his friends that are around agree, but he has never found true beauty that lies beneath the appearance of someone. Anything that’s sentimental, is a load of bull crap for him.

Likes:
❶ Himself
❷Sex
❸His wealth
❹Partying
❺Drinking

Dislikes:
➀Ugly people
➁Weird people
➂People telling him what to do
➃Goody two shoes
➄The Law
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Background: Hunter was easily the one kid who grew up in middle school being the guy that all the girls would see and immediately call him the class hottie. He was almost too accustomed to girls waving and giggling at him, and trying to get him to just say hey to them. He loved the attention. High school came, and that attention began to fade and be directed towards other people. Hunter had to find a way to keep his name heard, and his reputation with be a ladies man high. He started to go to parties, and he’d hook up with a different girl at every party. Soon, his name started to get around like a wild fire. It spread. Girls would love him, and the guys who call him a bad ass.

Family: His father, Richard Goldman.

Other: I hate him right now, and I look forward to watching him change for the better.

[[deleted user]]

[I like your character! ^.^]

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Ava Elisabeth Parker | No other form of appellation is she susceptible to.|
『 ≎ 』 • Pronounced ⇢ | AH-vah | | El(i)-sa-beth | | P-(a)r-kehr |

✯ Ava is a feminine given name in the English language. The name is possibly derived from a Germanic name, composed of the element av, which is of an uncertain meaning. It is also possible that modern given name may be a completely modern creation.

✯ Elisabeth is the Greek transliteration (Ἐλισάβετ, Elisábet) of the Hebrew name Elisheva, meaning "God's promise", "oath of God", or "I am God’s daughter".

✯ Parker is a family name of English origin, derived from Old French with the meaning "keeper of the park". "Parker" was also a nickname given to gamekeepers in medieval England. Borne by the Earls of Morley and Macclesfield; the Barons of Boringdon and Monteagle, and having more than sixty Coats of Arms, it is ultimately of French occupational origins. It described an official in charge of the extensive hunting parks of a king or wealthy landowner. The derivation is from the words "parchier" or "parquier" meaning "park- keeper". The surname was first recorded in England in the latter half of the 11th Century following the 1066 Norman Invasion, and as such was one of the very earliest surnames on record. Only five percent of the entries in the great Domesday Book of 1086 show people having surnames, and this is one of them.



Age: Seventeen of years. {17} ■ 7th of December; 12:01 AM. ■
➟ Birthplace: Yorkshire, England.
➟ Ethnic Compendium: British, Irish, Russian, and French.
Gender: ♀ Of feminine origin. [xx]
➟ Blood Type: Ｏ ↦ ʀʜ ᴘᴏsɪᴛɪᴠᴇ
➟ Sexuality: Heterosexual
➟ Relationship Status: Single and not ready to mingle.




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Sᴛᴀᴛɪsᴛɪᴄs ⇊

▼ Coiffure Pigmentation: A golden blonde that reflects on its larger content of eumelanin than other coiffures that are considerably lighter when compared. Ava's lovely locks cascade in seemingly-light waves that could be debated on being straight as well.
▼ Ocular Pigmentation: A warm yet light cerulean that are framed easily with long lashes that could be compared easily to three drops of blue food coloring in a gallon of water. They glisten with a perceptible warmth, though when concerning a few exceptions, they could appear ruthless at times.
▼ Height: 165.1 centimeters - 5' 4.2" feet
▼ Weight: 100.7513 pounds



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Sweet and spice and everything nice is definitely not Ava, if you were hoping. A slightly sententious young lady, she does not wish to speak with others as commonly as another might. Ava is not one who is extremely social, nor is she one who is a misanthropic miser. She has a voice, a soft one that struggles to be heard over the din of the others. She is not one who tends to express herself readily; however, when asked of her opinion, she mostly gives her truthful feelings.

Known as the school's hugest bookworm, it's the reason why she's either referred in terms of conversation when one needs immediate aid with homework or pointed out as 'that girl who's seriously obsessed with school'. One would think these comments might bother the girl, but Ava's got her head straight in the game: she doesn't care for people's opinions and instead plunges herself straight into academics, since it's one of the few things she prides herself in.

Because of her serious attitude in schoolwork, it'd be right to assume that she's not much of a party animal, either. Sure, she has her group of friends who usually invite her to hang out with them, maybe catch a flick or two or spend the night over. But while Ava does make the effort to loosen up, it's not frequent so you can take your bets off if you want to catch Ava dancing in a party, much less being drunk.

Though she has a few offers on her plate from boys who find her attractive, Ava doesn't wish to engage in romantic relationships. Part of it's because she's afraid of putting herself out there, all vulnerable and easy to take advantage, but mainly, it's due to her pulsing demand for priding herself in work before play. So good luck with trying to get her to loosen up and have fun because that's probably not going to happen. Yet, at least.



┖ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴᴛᴇᴄᴇᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ɪɴғʀᴀsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ┙

Raised strictly in the midst of Yorkshire, England, Ava was raised into a world where she was led in the direction to appreciate education for what it was. Earlier then, whilst most children were taught how to ride a tricycle or how to recite the alphabet, Ava was memorizing her multiplication tables and could recite up until the 20th table. Friends of her parents who came over for a visit always left in shock and awe, of how such a young toddler could already be able to tell the square root of 49.

Being too smart for her own good only backfired on Ava in her later years in school. Junior high became hell for her after she would become the receptor of insults and jeers tossed at her for always raising her hand in class. She was quickly diminished to be quiet, only acting diligent in her schoolwork and winning praise from teachers for her taciturn excellence in academic performance.

By then, high school had rounded the corner, the time where finally boys learned to act mature. Ava made a few friends by then and was even asked out a couple times - though she always turned them down in a polite manner. Falling in love scared her and she had seen plenty of breakdowns that would occur in the hallways when a relationship went wrong.

To this day, Ava has proudly earned the title of the School Bookworm and a number of students have come to respect her for her high intelligence. Still, she does get bullied from time to time but for Ava, it's all meaningless. As long as she has her books with her, everything's fine.



« ░ ♔ -- INDULGENCES ˟ ˟」
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☪◗ ▌ Reading.
☪◗ ▌ Education.
☪◗ ▌ Classical Music.
☪◗ ▌ Studying.
☪◗ ▌ Elephants.
☪◗ ▌ Tea.
☪◗ ▌ Thai cuisine.
☪◗ ▌ Learning.
☪◗ ▌ Teddy bears.
☪◗ ▌ Writing.


« ░ ♔ -- ANTIPATHIES ˟ ˟」
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☪◗ ▌ Conceit.
☪◗ ▌ Failure.
☪◗ ▌ Drama queens.
☪◗ ▌ Attention whores.
☪◗ ▌ Violence.
☪◗ ▌ Engaging in intimacy.
☪◗ ▌ Complaintive people.
☪◗ ▌ Stupidity.
☪◗ ▌ Bullies.
☪◗ ▌ Crowds.


[Other] None to be added in terms of miscellaneous details.

[Bree]

I like your character as well :)

[[deleted user]]

Thank chu! ^.^

Now for the RP, how shall we start? :)

[Bree]

I'd say that the two of them briefly encounter each other in the hall way while Hunter is talking to one of his friends. Then that is when they place the bet on Hunter being able to sleep with her.

[[deleted user]]

Sure! ^^ Who shall start the RP? :)

[Bree]

I'll start. Usually I would say ladies first, but the idea for the roleplay is your's. It's the least I can do.

The infamous bell rung loud and its shrilly noise filled the halls of the school. Not ten seconds after, people had begun to file out of their class rooms in groups and in pairs. People had already formed their own cliques, and the cliques stayed together even in class hence why many of the teachers had become frustrated with a lot of their students. All the attention was focused on the students' phones that had been out even though it was against the rules. No one seemed to care though.

As people went to their lockers to exchange their current text books for their next set as well as their notebooks, Hunter had followed suit with everyone and was talking to his friend, Nick. Both were very immersed with a conversation about who got down with who at the party last weekend.

"No way, man," Nick said shaking his head but had a grin playing on his lips.

"It's the truth, Nick," Hunter said opening his locker and exchanging his books.

"You and Kendall Zellars hooked up?" Nick repeated because there was no way in hell that it happened.

"Damn right, and I can tell you one thing about her," Hunter said then with a side smile at Nick, he finished "She is one hell of a moaner."

Nick laughed.

(( This is long mostly because it's to start off the roleplay, and I like to set the scene. ))

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Walking along the hallways, Ava waded through the sea of students, pushing through backpacks and being the receptor of many glares of annoyance shot her way. She, in turn, offered apologetic looks to those slightly harmed in the process of her strong-willed determination to get to her next class. Being an overachiever, Ava couldn't simply afford to get a tardy marked on her school documents. Her academic records forever being marred by that lone tardy... she could just imagine the mark standing out like a tulip in a field of daisies, mocking her in the sea of flawlessness where it was nestled in, edging out just the slightest bit. Ava shuddered, shaking her head of the mere thought. It was too frightening.

She finally reached her designated locker, which was not far from those used by the popular clique. As she entered in her combination, she took a glance around and met eyes with Hunter, the school's most renowned Sex God. Now say what you will about her - she did think he was physically attractive - but she thought it was disgusting, the way he used women for only physical pleasure. Where was the sentiment, the romance? Never had she caught him leaving with the same girl for more than one night.

She cleared her throat, turning her attention back to collecting her textbooks and swung her golden locks to fall against her back. It wasn't her business and she definitely didn't need any more trouble in her life with this young man.

So, without ado, she quickly headed in the direction of her next class, head ducked down so as to not receive any more attention than was necessary.

[Bree]

When the school bookworm, Ava, walked up to her locker, Hunter couldn't help but meet her gaze, and smirk. He had to give it to her, she was somewhat attractive, and out of all the girls in the school, she was the one who seemed to be immune to his charm. Still, his reputation superseded her, and as far he was concerned, she was a nobody.

Nick's gaze followed suit and he watched Ava clear her throat then walk away. He whistled long and high when she was far enough from the two of them. "Now there's the most nerdiest and ugly girl at the school, and the one you haven't gotten down with yet," he said.

Hunter rolled his eyes at his comment. Nick was always a smart ass for stating the obvious, and to be honest, Hunter didn't think that Ava was the ugliest, but she was as hell was one of those girls who really hated him, and stuck with that opinion where as most of the other girls he met changed their opinions on him once they met him. "That can change, you know," he said.

Nick raised a skeptical eyebrow at him. "Look I respect you for what you do, but that's uncharted territory, and you hooking up with her is impossible and it can't happen," he said.

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The smirk. That was the one thing Ava couldn't get out of her head. How he met her gaze and accepted it as a way to offer a silent response. She shivered, pulling her jacket closer around her. She didn't want to think about it. She was a girl and as the school's most renowned lady pleaser, it was his natural reaction to respond like that. It meant nothing more, nothing less.

She slid into her respective seat, drumming her slim fingers against the hardwood surface of the desk. Hard to imagine that only recently did she find out that he shared three classes with her - including this one; chemistry. It was a foolish wish of hers - especially since she knew he'd be arriving sooner or later, but she hoped he wouldn't come. Maybe he could have gotten held up in another girl or something. Or maybe he miraculously had to head to the office for another one of his committed sins illegal to the law of the academic institution.

Her long eyelashes fluttered in confusion. Why the heck was she worried about him? He wasn't going to bother her; he had no interest in her and would never. With this in mind, she pulled out her notebook and proceeded onward the warmup problems scrawled across the blackboard, ignoring the stream of conversations that flooded throughout the classroom and the fact that there was an empty seat next to hers.

[Bree]

Hunter had a grin that would have done Chesire Cat proud to see when Nick said that. He finished exchaning his text book and notebook then he closed his locker. "And let's say I do hook up with her? Then what?" he asked.

Nick knew that Hunter wasn't kidding about this, and to be quite honest, Nick wanted to believe that Hunter couldn't do this. The guy seemed to make the impossible possible, and while he respected the guy, he had a hard time keeping up with him when his reputation was everywhere. He could hardly get a girl when all the girls there knew him as 'Hunter's friend'. "If you can hook up with her, I'll give you $100," he said finally.

"$150, Nick," Hunter said trying to see how far his friend could be pushed into buying into this. Hunter didn't doubt that he could hook up with Ava, but he knew that it wouldn't be remotely close to easy. She was as academically stubborn as they came. Still, the idea of a challenge excited Hunter, and he was all in for it.

Nick narrowed his eyes. "Don't push it," he said.

Hunter laughed then he held out his hand for Nick to shake. "Alright, $100 if I can sleep with the bookworm," he said. "Deal?"

Nick nodded his head and grabbed Hunter's hand and shook it. "Deal," he said then he let go of his friend's hand and walked off to his next class.

Hunter walked in the opposite direction to his chemistry class, and it wasn't until he was in through the door that he realized that Ava was in half of his classes. Sure enough, she was sitting down in a desk with an empty one right next to it. "This is going to be fun," he thought to himself then he walked over to that desk and set down his backpack on the ground then slid into his seat. Right then and there, the bell rang signaling the start of class.

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It was apparent that today wasn't at all going to be a good day.

Even while she tried to busy herself with the calculations, she could see well enough through her peripheral vision that the famed Sex God was sitting next to her. She bit her lip, seizing the opportunity to use her long golden locks to serve as a curtain betwixt them. But as she tried to concentrate, she still couldn't help wonder why he was next to of all people. There were plenty of other empty seats, seats that served to be better prospects than the one next to her.

As if on cue, the bell rang, bringing her out of her thoughts. She fixed her gaze solely on the teacher who had begun to explain their assignment for the day. Worksheets were to be distributed whence students were to divide into pairs to finish the worksheet by the end of class. Ava bit her lip, cursing silently as the teacher added that she had already divided the class into respective sets.

"Alright, so we have Julianna and Jacob. Aaron and Mauve. Kayla and Eric. Ava and Hunter. Joh... " Ava tuned out the teacher as she bit back a sigh. It was as if the world was banding against her today. Whatever had she done wrong to deserve such a cruel punishment?

Ava took a deep breath, reasoning with herself. It was only one day. One class. Plus the fact that they shared three classes... it was highly unlikely that all of their shared teachers would be partnering them up together. She could do it.

"Alright, guys. Meet your partner and get cracking. Remember that the worksheet is due at the end of the period."

Ava reluctantly turned around, fixing her light cerulean eyes on Hunter. She offered a hesitant yet pretty smile, gnawing at her bottom lip. "I suppose we have to get this done?"

[Bree]

Hunter turned his gaze toward her and gave her a side smile. That was the thing about Hunter. He smirked, grinned, side smiled, sneered, scoffed, laughed, and chuckled- but he never smiled. It's not that he wasn't ever happy, he was, but his happiness was never emotionally driven and it wasn't ever real. It was artificial because it was only there on account of his reputation. A reputation could easily be gone and out the window when it's taken years to build it up. Hunter knew this, which was why he was very determined to not lose this bet to Nick. His 'happiness' depended on his reputation.

"That sounds like a good plan then," he said agreeing with her statement that they should work on their worksheet now. Already around them, people were getting started. Some people were actually working while others had their phones on and were secretly texting in class with their cellular devices on their laps. Also, there was a good number of girls that he'd been with in this class. They didn't take offense to him leaving them, because they always had the time of their life with him while it lasted. They usually missed him was all.

Looking at Ava up close, he realized that she was more than fairly attractive. Her studious expression and smile on her lips were nice, but his eyes cast a glance down below her neck to see he body. Hunter dictated himself to not to let his gaze noticeably linger because he hadn't even begun to know her yet. Still, he was very tempted to look. It couldn't be helped either. All of the most hard to get women attracted him, and innocence seemed to drive him wild.

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Ava caught his smile and quickly looked down at her paper, blood rushing down to tint her cheeks with a slight pinkish hue. Given the fact that she wasn't particularly skilled with conversing or even holding a gaze with a boy, that was her body's go-to instinct to react this way; blushing. In all honesty, she hated this quality of her, how easy it was for her skin to easily redden. But her mother said it looked adorable and though she mentally disagreed, Ava only complied with a weak smile, knowing full well that if she did otherwise, she'd be sentenced to some sort of punishment.

She now paused to sweep a momentary gaze around the classroom and found that some students were keen on finishing the assignment whilst others preferred to dally by holding conversations or checking their cell-phones for further text messages. A lot of the boys seemed to keep an eye on them and when Ava met their gazes, the males turned to harbor secret conversations whilst still shooting her glances. Cheeks flushing again, Ava decided it would be best to keep her attention on the given worksheet.

Her blue eyes quickly skimmed the first problem and her pencil was already whipping out equations written in neat penmanship. She felt at ease for a moment, writing out Boyle's Law and substituting the necessary values to their respective positions. A little smile was even starting to play out upon her lips. But once the answer was discovered, the dreaded feeling of fear plummeted back down and soon she found herself looking up shyly at Hunter. "T-The volume of the balloon will e-expand to 12 liters."

[Bree]

Hunter found himself casting a glance back down at his paper when she talked about the worksheet and one of its answers. He'd been focused on Ava and he'd forgotten the work that they had to get finished before class was over. He picked up his pencil and read over the problem. Sure enough, and not surprisingly, she was right. "Yeah, that's right," he said then he wrote it down.

To be honest, he was alright with chemistry and calculus, but none of those classes had him as interested as English. He enjoyed reading about the hero and the journey that they had to undergo to discover that the gift that they were searching for was with them all along. Essays were a breeze for him as well.

Since Ava answered the first question, Hunter answers the second. "It's a relation to the kinetic theory and ideal gases," he said. Hunter already knew what Boyle's Law was and what it stated. What he wanted to know, was how he could find a way to get to know Ava better. The way she stuttered with her answer made him grin, and the way she blushed made him want to kiss her tinted pink cheeks.

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Ava managed a perceptible nod under the gaze he cast on her. She wasn't blind to how he kept staring at her; the eyes she felt looming down her countenance and physique made her feel a little uncomfortable but as she was raised by her parents to be polite, Ava didn't dare muster any courage to speak up. Plus, there was that perpetual fear instilled deep inside that she might accidentally let slip something wrong.

She gnawed at her bottom lip, writing down the answer to the second question, courtesy of Hunter. Ava had to admit, she was surprised. Making the assumption long before that the popular cliques never had a genuine interest in academics, hearing Hunter give the answer to number two was shocking. Maybe he actually does have a mind outside of bedding women, she mused, running her slim index finger along her bottom lip.

Over the course of ten minutes, the five problems were completed and thus, this was when Ava felt a little uncomfortable. What should she do now? She certainly didn't want to speak for fear she would only embarrass herself in the course of words. She could always turn back to reading one of her favored literature to read for pleasure, but that seemed rude. Sighing softly, Ava settled for studying her nails and humming a little tune under her breath, no doubt from an excerpt of a classical piece of music that had been running through her mind.

[Bree]

While they worked on the worksheet together, Hunter found himself focusing more intently on Ava now then before. Why her small habits that she did in front of him made him feel the way he did, was beyond him. He was surprised that she hadn't told him off because he knew that she knew that he was watching her. And yet, she still kept smiling at him. She was definitely different then any other girl that he'd met before.

When they finished the worksheet, Hunter leaned back in his seat and watched the clock on the wall above the white board tick. Boredom had begun to consume his conscious, and he couldn't stand it. Once again, he cast a glance over at Ava. He watched her run her slim and delicate finger over her lower lip slowly. Her eyes seemed to look off into nowhere, and he wished that her gaze would meet his again.

Hunter turned his head towards her, after listening to her hum a song for a while. He wished that he could hear her actually sing something since she seemed to be into the tune that had come to her mind. "Are you free after school today?" he asked her. He knew that she was polite, so if she said no to his idea of hanging out, she'd do it lightly, he assumed. Or in the off chance that she'd say yes, he knew it would be with hesitance.

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The smiling was painful and tiring and all Ava wanted was to go home, sink into her covers, and read a book. But life wouldn't be so kind to her. Oh no. She had to keep pretending to be polite and act all friendly. How much did she wish for solitary. And how much did she wish for herself to stop acting like everything was okay when everything wasn't. Now, don't get her wrong. Ava might have been oblivious to a lot of things; hanging out, drinking alcohol, having sex... these things might have not made sense for her mind to compute the value of those activities. But all this teasing, all the remarks tossed at her for her genuine like for studying and school... it hurt. She even gave in to tears when the pain became immensely unbearable. But going back home where she was given support, it made her stronger and before you knew it, she stood back up and ignored it all.

Which was why she was questioning the merit of smiling at a guy who might've been making snide remarks about her appearance or her personality behind her back. It was utterly unfair.

She raised an eyebrow at him when he questioned whether she was free after school that day. Was this a way of his to seduce girls into his bed? Knowing his high position in school because of his 'talents', Ava found it was the only reasonable explanation for his inquiry. And right now, Ava wasn't keen on giving her carnal treasure to him. Oh gosh, no. She wasn't going to give in.

"Sorry, but I'm a little busy tonight," she gave him an apologetic smile. Ava flipped her blonde locks, the scent of coconut interspersed with vanilla and chocolate wafting temptingly to Hunter. Needless to say, she'd be busy celebrating tonight.

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Her scent that wafted to Hunter reminded him of a sweet beverage that he had once when he went on vacation with his father once to an island in Hawaii. It was sweet, and the cream of vanilla mixed with the richness of its fruits sent his taste buds to heaven. Remembering his vacation reminded him of his father. The only parental figure he had in his life was him. His father's beliefs reflected greatly on Hunter. To him, appearances mattered more than anything, and then there was money. His dad wasn't an asshole for teaching that to Hunter- he was an asshole for never being there for Hunter.

Hunter wasn't disappointed entirely when Ava said no to him for tonight. The kicker part about what Nick said to him, was that he had to sleep with Ava. He never said by what specific date. Still, he wasn't entirely disappointed, but he did feel some disappointment. Nick gave a shrug to her and gave her a grin. "Well then I guess seeing you in my classes for the rest of the day will just have to do then," he said then he looked away from her and looked down at his worksheet. The realization that she would be in some of his other classes brought satisfaction to Hunter, and also, some eagerness. He wanted to win the bet, but unlike the other girls he met, he really wanted to get to know this girl.

Hunter had seen her many times in his classes, in the hallway, and at the front of the school. She was just always, there. He'd never made any comment about her, for some reason. She was smart, and therefore, that made her a nerd. At least, that's what his dad would've said. But she wasn't the kind of person to show off her smarts, she was proud to volunteer her knowledge. He'd always heard how some of his friends would point out how she was an 'overachiever'. He wanted to know why she did what she did, and he wanted to know who she was. If it wouldn't be today, then he would find out tomorrow.