01-23-2020, 10:42 PM
Roxie's attention turned over to Dee with a big frown on her face not really knowing why the giant asshole had decided to put all his weight onto her locker, she let out a huff clearly unamused by this. It took her a moment to realize that it was one of those greasers she had made brief eye contact with, she raised an eyebrow at him only to size him up. Surely, if she had to play mean one of her father's tactics would help in this scenario but she held herself back really not wanting to get dragged to the principal's office on the first fucking day of school. She knew that she wouldn't hear the end of it from her sister, friends, and well, her father. She definitely didn't want to disappoint her father with her rash decision of beating some greaser ass, speaking of which, the guy didn't look too shabby either. Roxanne held on tightly onto her binder about ready to push the dude away but her attention diverted once she heard a familiar voice. She turned around to see that it was Roan and her expression immediately brightened up at the sight of her friend, she had almost forgotten that he was starting high school as a freshman. She was happy to see him! At his question, it reminded her that she still had to deal with the riffraff that was standing in her way only to reply back with a shake of her head clearly angry as she spoke in a different dialect than English.
"Éste pendejo sé posó enfrente cuando estaban tratando de abrir mi armario!"
A smile reappeared onto her face hearing Roan call the random greaser a bitch in Gaelic though she was pretty sure that the words probably flew over the guy's head, she doubted that Greed was bilingual which made it all so frustrating and pleasing at the same time. Once Greed had removed his hands from her locker, Roxanne immediately began to rework on opening it hearing the loud click it gave which was such a pleasant sound. The sound of triumph. She clenched her fist at what the taller male had said about not getting their panties in a bunch, she didn't seem to hesitate in glaring daggers at the dark haired man letting out an annoyed sigh followed by a roll of her eyes. Roxanne closed her locker leaning against it, her eyebrows raised at Greed with a small frown etched onto her face. She could barely make out the shape of a dumpster behind the taller man, a devious idea popping into her mind as a smile slowly crept onto her lips. She set her things within her locker closing it slowly before she let her finger slide against the cold metal, she would then speak in a rather sultry tone "Really? All that trouble just for lil ol' me? How cute," Dollface? Ugh, hearing it made her anger spike yet her face would grow warm at the sudden pet name.
'Concentrate Roxie, ya gotta keep ya cool.'
Roxanne drew closer moving her body rather smoothly, her gaze fixated onto Greed until her body leaned up against his "The names Roxanne Roux, hotshot." She purred with her hands gliding over his chest only to rest on both sides of his leather jackets collar, she would take a few steps forward hoping to get him just a bit closer to that dumpster that she had been watching from the corner of her eye. "I'd ask for your name, handsome, but-" The grip on his jacket tightened, a smirk now evident on her dark skinned face as she aimed to push him enough to fall into the dumpster if she succeeded, she would finish her sentence dusting herself off with her hands "I'm outta your league, babe." Sure. That had been awful mean of her to do that but it would be enough to hopefully get the guy off her trail and off his high horse for just a moment, she shrugged lightly backing up slowly to stand beside Roan and Dee "Ya cute, I'll give you that but my ol man doesn't take kindly to dogs hanging 'round me." She reached into her locker grabbing her things, she closed it up turning to Greed once more blowing a playful kiss at him before she turned to her relative and friend "C'mon, class almost starts in a bit!"
Roxanne began to head for her first class, the homeroom, her eyes betraying her as she cast Greed one last glance. She felt an awkward flutter in her chest as she brought her binder closer to her chest. She stepped into the classroom picking one of the seats that were closest to the windows, she always loved to stare off into the distance once she was done with her classwork. She sighed quietly pulling out her journal writing down the date and marking the day as Senior Year with little hearts at the end of it. Roxanne hummed a tune to herself, there was only a few more minutes before class would start. A part of her was anxious about her actions from earlier, she was certain they would backfire on her later. She pushed away the thought beginning to write in her journal about her first day only to get a bit lost doodling a little greaser on the side of her page, she frowned.
Ugh, how frustrating.
"character's speech."
"Éste pendejo sé posó enfrente cuando estaban tratando de abrir mi armario!"
A smile reappeared onto her face hearing Roan call the random greaser a bitch in Gaelic though she was pretty sure that the words probably flew over the guy's head, she doubted that Greed was bilingual which made it all so frustrating and pleasing at the same time. Once Greed had removed his hands from her locker, Roxanne immediately began to rework on opening it hearing the loud click it gave which was such a pleasant sound. The sound of triumph. She clenched her fist at what the taller male had said about not getting their panties in a bunch, she didn't seem to hesitate in glaring daggers at the dark haired man letting out an annoyed sigh followed by a roll of her eyes. Roxanne closed her locker leaning against it, her eyebrows raised at Greed with a small frown etched onto her face. She could barely make out the shape of a dumpster behind the taller man, a devious idea popping into her mind as a smile slowly crept onto her lips. She set her things within her locker closing it slowly before she let her finger slide against the cold metal, she would then speak in a rather sultry tone "Really? All that trouble just for lil ol' me? How cute," Dollface? Ugh, hearing it made her anger spike yet her face would grow warm at the sudden pet name.
'Concentrate Roxie, ya gotta keep ya cool.'
Roxanne drew closer moving her body rather smoothly, her gaze fixated onto Greed until her body leaned up against his "The names Roxanne Roux, hotshot." She purred with her hands gliding over his chest only to rest on both sides of his leather jackets collar, she would take a few steps forward hoping to get him just a bit closer to that dumpster that she had been watching from the corner of her eye. "I'd ask for your name, handsome, but-" The grip on his jacket tightened, a smirk now evident on her dark skinned face as she aimed to push him enough to fall into the dumpster if she succeeded, she would finish her sentence dusting herself off with her hands "I'm outta your league, babe." Sure. That had been awful mean of her to do that but it would be enough to hopefully get the guy off her trail and off his high horse for just a moment, she shrugged lightly backing up slowly to stand beside Roan and Dee "Ya cute, I'll give you that but my ol man doesn't take kindly to dogs hanging 'round me." She reached into her locker grabbing her things, she closed it up turning to Greed once more blowing a playful kiss at him before she turned to her relative and friend "C'mon, class almost starts in a bit!"
Roxanne began to head for her first class, the homeroom, her eyes betraying her as she cast Greed one last glance. She felt an awkward flutter in her chest as she brought her binder closer to her chest. She stepped into the classroom picking one of the seats that were closest to the windows, she always loved to stare off into the distance once she was done with her classwork. She sighed quietly pulling out her journal writing down the date and marking the day as Senior Year with little hearts at the end of it. Roxanne hummed a tune to herself, there was only a few more minutes before class would start. A part of her was anxious about her actions from earlier, she was certain they would backfire on her later. She pushed away the thought beginning to write in her journal about her first day only to get a bit lost doodling a little greaser on the side of her page, she frowned.
Ugh, how frustrating.
"character's speech."