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 Posted: Thu Aug 26, 2010 11:48 am
The most excellent thing about this particular school, was the fact that all of the girls were at least somewhat worthy of notice. When Nathan was not hovering near Nicohlas to ensure he was not picked on, he liked to let his gaze flicker over the female population and...well...for lack of a better term judge them.
Rich girls were granted five points automatically. Blonds and red heads were given two. Brown haired girls were minus one. Ones with fair and unblemished skin were given two points, tanned girls gained a point. Depending on their hair style and make up Nathan would either add or take away points. Glasses were a minus, but contacts a plus. Then there was height to take into consideration and weight. Of course parents influence also brought a good deal of points, and double points if both parents were involved in politics. Nathan had a strict code he lived by, he would not speak or acknowledge any girl under ten points. He didn't want to attract that sort of crowd.
Of course, Nathan did not broadcast his judging system to the girls, but he was more then willing to take some of the younger boys under his wing and instruct them on how to pick out a good girl for their reputation, or for a good time. Loose girls gained a point.
At the moment though, Nathan was supposed to be at his very last class of the day. The bell had rung, but he was far too busy speaking to a shy little twelve point girl by her locker. Nathan had folded his left arm against the wall, and was leaning against it, so as to loom a little over the pretty blue eyed female. His lips were parted into his most seductive smile as he worked on charming the girl. "You could come over to my house. We have some lovely horses that I'm sure you'd love to see. Perhaps we could have a little riding session?" Nathan spoke softly as he casually lifted a hand to brush his index finger through her blond hair.
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Posted: Thu Aug 26, 2010 2:26 pm
Blond hair, pale soft unblemished skin, thin, small, dainty....okay, aside from her man-knuckles that were frequently covered by gloves. Needless to say most males ranked Wil pretty damned high.....including some girls but she usually ran away from that sort since the only one brave enough to hit on her was one that was frighteningly forward.
When she saw him rather brazenly hitting on a poor fellow student who looked eager to escape she made her presence known. She walked up to the two with her usual stiff air about her, bottom lip slightly pursed, frown ever etched across her brows. She was still practicing putting on the most uncute face she could in hopes to deter Shin-Lu's advances, even puffing her face up like a blow fish didn't work, Shin-Lu merely smiled and slapped her cheeks rather eagerly....it was terrible really.
She cleared her throat behind Nathan rather loudly. She stood with one hand on her hip and her usual frown (which all things considered looked more like a pout). "You're in the tennis club, yes? Shouldn't you be getting to your club duties?" she asked the girl. Sure she sounded like she was scolding her....and most likely when the girl told her friend about it that was exactly what she'd say, but really....Wil was saving the poor thing from more of the fool's awkward advances. With that the girl scampered away from fear of the school-known menace.
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Posted: Thu Aug 26, 2010 7:18 pm
Nathan was positive he was about to get the girl to meekly accept his offer any second now. He'd already had everything planned out as well. He's take her to see the horses. Feed and pet their noses a little bit, then he'd try to coax her up onto one. One he was riding of course, so he could hold her around the waist night and firmly. They would trot out to the small pond his family had dug in the horses field so they could water themselves. Then he would...
Nathans head lifted up a fraction as a sharp voice cut in over his play for the girl's answer. Nathan slid one steely eye towards Wil and he resisted the urge to scowl at her. He had seen and judged Wil before, and she ranked fairly high by his standards. However, her aggressive nature and attitude had always cost her points. Nathan did not like girls of her 'type'. This being a prime example of why. His prey slipped away, though he had every intention of hunting her down later and convincing her to come to his manor. Perhaps after the last bell rang.
Nathan turned to rest his shoulder against the locker he had been using to partly box his previous prey in with, and he crossed his arms over his chest. "Miss Wilhelmina Jones." He murmured slowly as he watched the petite blond vanish down a hall way. "How nice of you to remind Lillian of her tennis class. We were so caught up in our conversation we didn't even notice the time."
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 5:14 am
"I only do it because I care," she said in a rather smug tone as she went to her locker which happened to be just a few away. She set down her books and grabbed her boxing gloves and gear for her club. "You wouldn't want to get in the way of someone's extracurricular activities now would you? She has college prep to worry about," she paused to look him over, retaining that rather holier-than-thou look. "Maybe you should concern yourself with the same."
Now since Nathan wasn't part of a club Wil didn't know or care who he was, she made it a point to know the worst deadbeats and anyone that was in good standing. Nathan was a piss poor excuse for a human being, yes, however he didn't rank high enough on the deadbeat scale to have Wil keep an eye on him. However that almost comedic hair colour of his did irk her slightly. Ahh, but lately she couldn't bring herself to complain about others' hair colours when her own had a rather unfortunate blue streaked tendency. She had to dye it blond every morning since the streaks would just return while she slept. It caused her to go through the day more irritable and smelling like chemicals.
She put her towel around her neck, slung her gloves over her shoulder, and folded up her gym clothes in her arms before shutting her locker again. "Maybe if you joined a club you wouldn't need to resort to forcing yourself on women and would actually be capable of attracting them on merit alone."
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 3:51 pm
Nathan watched as Wil went to her locker. His gray eyes swept down over her when her attention was turned to the contents of her locker. She did have such a fine body. Fit and firm. Not too bulky. She had a nice narrow waist and grippable hips... She would make a excellent random meeting in a closet somewhere. In fact, Nathan would be willing to bet she would be the aggressive sort of kisser. Hnnn... he really did not care for that sort though. He preferred the soft and shy...the trembling little bashful ones that he could completely overwhelm and leave feeling breathless.
Nathan made certain his eyes were back up over Wil's shoulders when she turned back towards him. "Ah no. I am certain miss Lillian needs all the extra curricular activities to pad her college application with." Nathan murmured softly. He reached a hand up to his neck and hooked a finger through his tie. Gently loosening his tie he allowed a soft chuckle to tickle his throat. "I have no concerns for college. I am prepared for my future as it is. When the time comes my parents will merely call their old college and arrange for my acceptance."
Nathan's casual expression hardened a few moments later however. His eyes took on a angry slant as Wil would rebuke his pursuit of some of the females. "I will have you know I do not force myself on anyone. Every girl I have ever dated has always accepted my offer." He pressed himself away from the locker he was leaning against, his head lifting upwards a little so as to peer down upon her with his arms crossing over his chest.
"Though I suppose that as a female as undesirable as yourself, you would not know the difference between honest attraction and forced company now would you?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 6:19 pm
She rolled her eyes deadbeat loser. Probably not smart enough to get by on his own and thus needed to drag behind his daddy's coat tails. Pitiful really, but that was why he wasn't worth her time. She preferred to spend her time....well to be perfectly honest she preferred to be alone. Most people annoyed her greatly, either they talked too much, not enough, or they were just rude. Ahh, but she was rather picky with whom she associated....and Nathan certainly didn't seem to fit that mold.
"Well, I suppose everyone is a little worried about college, avoiding dealing with it is just another way to cope," she said simply.
When her personal love-life was brought into it she couldn't help but blush slightly. Relax. Nothing was said about HER. "I assure you, I get enough offers," she said in a rather stiff tone. She knew she turned heads with her cute looks, but damnit, she didn't care. It didn't help that most of the interest came from utter degenerates. Somewhat like Nathan himself.
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 3:52 pm
Nathan had to give Wilhelmina a slow smile. Like one he reserved for a little child who still did not know the difference between Santa Clause's handwriting and that of her own parents.
"My dear... dear Miss Wilhelmina." He slowly drawled. "I am seventeen years old, with but one year between this dreary mindless bell ordained shuffling and a transfer to a more cultured educational setting. Whatever makes you think that I have not already taken the steps to secure my place in a college institution?" Still grinning, Nathan finished loosening his tie so it hung loosely around his neck.
"I have a pair of scholarships and a Legacy behind me. My college arrangements were in the works the moment I graduated to high school. So. While others may be scrambling now to pad their applications and seek induction into their schools of choice, I have already lain the groundwork and merely need to finish with this boring little chapter of my educational growth."
Nathan's thin purple brow arched when Wil would speak in such a stiff manner about her own romantic interactions "Do you now?" He questioned her "I can't possibly imagine what sort of male would so willingly offer himself up to be humiliated...ah!" Nathan's eyes fluttered open a bit, and he could not resist the slow smirk that curled his lips. "Or perhaps it is not male attention you gather? Hmmm...now that would make sense." A lesbian? Ah, if that were to prove true then Wilhelmina certainly gained another two points...
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 6:41 pm
"OH! You're seventeen? What was I thinking! What would you need to be in clubs for? Oh what a fool I must look!" she said in a tone utterly reeking of sarcasm and hinted with just a taste of malice. Clearly she couldn't care less about his 'reasons' for not being in clubs, she simply felt that any deadbeat with nothing better to do really should be in a club, hell she was in a club AND the student council. That wasn't to pad her college application however, simply that she wanted things to keep her busy.
She snorted and looked away momentarily. What a loser. Too full of himself to even think to 'lower' himself to join a club? How disgustingly fatheaded of him.
However when the question of the fools that hit on her came up her face went a deep scarlet. "There's only one female stupid enough to and we haven't done anything!" she shrieked in a near ear-splitting pitch. It seemed when her heckles were up so was her pitch.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 12:01 pm
Wilhelmina was, clearly, amusing to mess with. He would not dare push her too far though. It was one thing to make someone dislike you, but Nathan preferred not to be utterly despised and outright hated with a unending burning fury. Nathan watched as Wil replied in her snark and sarcastic voice. Oooh. Someone was clearly full of herself wasn't she? So over opinionated.
He was willing to bet she had a emotional break down due to her perceived lack of competence in those that worked around her no later then twenty five years of age. She was going to have ugly wrinkles too.
Wil's rather violent outburst made Nathan blink. Well..there seemed to be a pin point button buried in his little jab that he had been unaware of! "Miss Wilhelmina... watch your voice please! You do not want any curious eavesdroppers hearing the emotion within your normally frigid voice. I dare say your cold countenance has been broken!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 7:24 pm
Oh yes, being someone's entertainment was always something she loved. As if Shin-lu using her for entertainment wasn't bad enough....really that woman was just terrible! And this jerk wasn't any better...she was tempted to tell him to meet her in the boxing ring, except she would bet money that he couldn't fight to save his life and against her he would fail miserably. TCH! The only problem with being strong was that no one could offer her a decent challenge any more!
She snorted and gave him a disdain-filled look. "I couldn't care less what they think!" she snapped, cheeks still burning at his prior implication. "Besides, I'm not THAT cold!" she bit out. Okay, so maybe she was...but whatever! She didn't need "friends" that weren't decent. If she was going to have people by her side they would be decent people....he was certainly not the type. She'd heard rumors about how he was a creeper but at least his brother was a sweety...even if other people in his classes were jealous of the younger sibling being so clever.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 12:57 am
He could not help it. Nathan crossed his arms over his chest and continued to smile. The warm pink that flushed Wilhelmina's face filled him with a sense of satisfaction. Clearly he was coming out on top of the conversation. Since she was the one who was flustered and he was still feeling pretty calm.
"Not that cold?" Nathan gave a small bark of a laugh. Shaking his head back and forth, he remarked. "You have a rumor among the young men here as capable of bestowing frost bite if you were to kiss someone!" Nathan waved his hand slightly at Wil. "Your very nature causes the air around you to drop in temperature." Alright, so perhaps he was having a bit of a harder time holding himself back. Having this girl challenging him, and accusing him of forcing his presence on others had upset him a bit. As far as he was aware, all the girls he had spent time with had all subsequently enjoyed their dates.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 5:36 pm
She stopped blushing to sneer instead. "And there's a rumor among the older 'men' around here that I can castrate you with the right look," she replied. She didn't mind being a scary b***h. In all honesty it was either that or they'd think little of her because she was....well...small and cute. Not the best combination to be taken seriously. At least with the boxing the men that saw her knew to beware.....she just kind of wished her club would stop using pictures of her boxing for the fliers. The idiots that saw it usually planned to join just because she was cute.
Again she took a moment to eye him before another smirk rose to her lips. "And at least I don't have a body rather....spoon-shaped," she added. Sure, she was sinking to low-blows just as he was, but frankly....she was still a little irked by the lesbian innuendo. Those thoughts were only on Shin-lu's side and frankly Wil and half certain that she just did it because she was bored.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 8:22 pm
Nathan's purple left brow arched a bit. "Castrate with a look hmm?" He repeated Wilhelmina's words as if he were seriously mulling them over. He shifted a step around to place himself in front of her. He did not dare lean over of course, to do so would present a perfect shot for a uppercut, and after seeing Wilhelmina's face plastered around the place as advertising for boxing he did not think the girl would be able to resist, or perform poorly, such a move. After just a few seconds, his lips parted and Nathan gave a small laugh.
"Ha heh. Now that...is a good one." he remarked. Nathan easily shrugged off the low blow that Wil jabbed at him with. Unlike her, there was no underlying needle to that comment. Nathan had no secondary source of agitation like miss Wil. Nathan turned to glance down the hall and lifted to place a finger on his chin. "Maybe...I will consider joining some sort of club. Tell me Wilhelmina, what activities would you happen to be involved in?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 9:32 pm
Wilhelmina paused to look at him. "Masochist?" she had to ask, cocking a curious brow. Woo...maybe she should warn some of the other girls he was looking for a mistress. Heh...that would make him even more unpopular....which in all honesty would just be hilarious to her. She hated the playboy type and everything about him suggested exactly that unless he was around his little brother in which case he was the mother hen type....such a weirdo.
"Boxing," she said without hesitation. Of course....she had to be a little curious if he really needed to ask that, most people knew about her because of the boxing. Their school actually had a pretty damned good team if only because she kept pushing them...they weren't a big club, but the members were good and dedicated. She wasn't aware that half of that 'dedication' was hoping to impress her, but whatever. Admittedly she was always impressed by anyone that could beat her in a match...but that didn't happen all that often.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 11:58 pm
"Hardly." Nathan returned with a barely stifled snort. Him? A Masochist? Perhaps he liked a little biting, but he did not believe her question had any sort of tie in's to the intimacy of the possible outcome of a date. He shrugged his shoulders a little and made a slightly dismissive gesture with his left hand. "I simply can appreciate a excellent barb when I hear it."
Nathan considered the obvious answer that Wilhelmina had given him. He knew that she was into boxing of course. All those posters pratically proclaimed her the spokesperson for the boxing club. Did he really want to give her a chance to crown him without getting in trouble? Nathan let his eyes wander down the hallway so he would not end up sweeping his gaze over Wilhelmina. She was already aggressive enough as it was. "Perhaps I shall look into joining for a few sessions. It would not hurt to learn a little about the sport..."
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