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 Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 6:12 pm
"Hey, watch it!"
Demy had grumped at the bag hitting him in the shoulder, though he was mostly just glad she hadn't aimed for his side.
"Ohhhh Dolly~"
Was he purposefully raising his voice as he said the name? Of course he was! He was also tugging at the jeans again.
"It's not like I want to be caught dead talking with girls either man."
Well okay, that completely blew his earlier cover of buying the jeans for someone. But it's not like he remembered saying that anyway.
"Maaaaaybe, I see you got rid of your precious little pigtails though. Finally outgrew em huh?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 6:20 pm
"You are dead. D-e-a-d, dead." If only looks could kill she was certain that one Demetri Wright would be twitching in agony on the floor right now in the middle of some sort of death scene. As they couldn't, she was stuck simply glaring him down, grasping at her purse again as if debating taking a swing for round two.
"I don't care if anyone catches me talking to a boy as long as the boy is actually worth talking to." She snorted, a 'calm and collected' mask of indifference slowly sliding down in place of her death-gaze. "Listen, Demy..." Did he even understand diplomacy? "Only one of us can have these jeans, you know. I'm not letting them go. You're not letting them go... It means we have to solve this like adults, not dirt-eating, pigtail wearing freaks, right?" Right.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 6:36 pm
"Nu uh. I'm alive. A-l-i-v-e. Alive."
If one DEMY Wright was twitching on the ground, it would be a highly elaborate and dramatic death scene. He'd probably even win awards for it. Of course said awards would have to go to his family if he was dead but still, it was better than nothing right? Marginally, at least.
"Yes, Cordelia?"
Look see, he could use proper names too! It wasn't so hard miss Cordelia Carden, maybe you should try it more often!
"I would like to argue that two people could share a pair of pants, if you catch my drift."
And she better, because by god he was not explaining that any further to a girl. The thought was horrifying.
"And so...your great plan to solve this is me letting go right? Well I'm not going to. So there."
This called for the ever mature sticking out of the tongue.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 7:19 pm
Her eyes narrowed for a moment only to brighten as she flashed her opponent a bright smile. "Wow, you can spell! I'm so proud of you, Demy!" At that point she almost reached over to give him a light pat on the head... And she probably would have had she not realized seconds before doing so that it meant either letting go of her purse or the jeans, neither of which she was willing to do.
"I'm not sharing a pair of pants with you, or anyone else for that matter. God only knows what you'd do to them, judging by the state of the pants you're wearing now. And of course my plan involves you letting go. Haven't you ever heard the term 'ladies first'?" She snorted, shaking her head. "I mean it's either that or rock, paper, scissors..."
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 7:31 pm
"Well of course! Amazing academics Hillworth has, learned my alphabet and numbers too!"
Offended? Nah, it was easier to just go along with the stupid little comment rather than take offense to it. Ha!
"Hey now, I think these pants are pretty cool!"
And here he actually made the fatal mistake of letting go of the jeans to play with a belt attached to his jeans. There was that, and that bit of chain, and some shiny stars, ******** dunno, do you see any -ladies- around here?"
He attempted to correct his mistake by making another grab for the jeans, maybe juuuust maybe he could get a hold of them again and this little argument could continue.
Maybe.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 6:00 pm
"If I was looking in a mirror I'd be smiling at a lady." Grinning was more like it, really. Grinning broadly while seconds away from doing a potentially embarrassing dance of victory was dead-on. Luckily her sense of self-control zipped right in to keep her from doing something stupid, quickly tugging The Jeans over to hug them tightly to her chest. "Uh uh uhhhh. You let go. They're soo mine, Demetri."
With that she turned away from him, humming happily to herself as she went to pick out a shirt or two to try on with her new jeans... And maybe a skirt. Or a sweater... Or better yet, a jacket. She really could use a new jacket.
Clearly used to getting her way, she certainly wasn't expecting any further form of protest.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 7:16 pm
"That is NOT my name!"
Sure, he had let go of The Jeans. But really, this wasn't even about the jeans anymore. Oh no. This was much, MUCH more personal than a silly pair of jeans.
So you can -have- the jeans Miss Cordelia. But now you have to deal with...
"Dollyyyyyy~"
He skipped his way back to her side, though had to quickly stop due to a hiss of pain and a rather noticeable cringe. No matter! Just keep on talking to distract her.
"Keep the jeans, whatever, there's -more jeans-, but you wanna stop calling me that name now hrm? Or are you still in your bratty pigtail days mindset?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 8:01 pm
"Hm? Oh, excuse me, Dirt Eater. I wasn't aware you went by another name... Or, rather, now that I know that you do I really don't know why. Demetri sounds so..." Stuffy. Dorky. Adorable.. "Intelligent. Don't you think? I mean... Who wouldn't want to be called Demetri? I bet you'd get a lot of respect if people knew that was your name." She smirked softly, casting him the barest of glances before picking out a shirt, holding it up to her.
"What kind of name is Demy anyways?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 8:09 pm
"Intelligent. Right. I'm sure the guys at my school would LOVE to know that was my name. I'm sure that wouldn't get me beaten up every day of the week, or shoved into lockers, or fountains. Nope, not one bit."
He grumped, any lingering bits of a smile he had left quickly turning into a frown. Maybe a name like Demetri would be just fine in some stuffy rich school. But Hillworth? HA.
"It's a perfectly acceptable name! Picked it out myself man, I rather like it, and Z seems to think it's just fine too!"
Not..that Z was any better of a name. But hey, Demy had picked that one out for his roomie too!
Arms folded, frown still evident, he stood by and watched her shop. No, he wasn't going to leave anytime soon.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 8:16 pm
"Zee? That's not a name either. That's... That's a letter of the alphabet. The letter at the end of the alphabet. You really are horrible with this whole naming thing, you know... You don't have any pets, do you?" She looked up in mock-horror at the thought. "Let me guess... Ex and Why. Goldfish."
If she was right she'd eat her purse. Or give him the jeans out of absolute frustration. She quickly began to hope that she wasn't right.
"They don't really shove you in lockers, do they?" Her brow furrowed slightly as she turned to glance her former childhood 'friend' over quickly before glancing back at the rack, hanging the shirt she'd been holding back up before drawing out another one. "That's barbaric. We would never think of doing anything like that at my school..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 8:54 pm
"Well his name is Zac but I call him Z. It's -my- name for him, sheesh. And nope, no pets, but someday I want some! And they'll have MUCH better names than that!"
Like Stardust and Sparkz. Hell yeah.
"Not me, usually. Z on the other hand? Yeaaaah he gets shoved around quite a bit. Unless I'm there! I watch over him."
Here he grinned, not really stopping to wonder just what was happening to his roommate if he was here at the mall...
"And...which school would that be? It's not like you know anything about my school."
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 7:43 am
"Crystal Academy." She stated simply, trying to ignore the 'Only the best for our Cordy' echoing in her father's voice in the back of her head. The school really was a wonderful place, better than Meadowview, no doubt, but... Every now and then she found herself wondering if it really was the best for her.
"Let me guess, you go to that dreadful little Meadowview, don't you? Ugh. No wonder you have such a weird name for yourself, then. That makes perfect sense. Don't they teach you anything there?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 8:08 am
Crystal Academy?! What was with his luck of running into Crystal girls? Though, this -could- prove to be a bit of fun.
"Crystal huh? Nice place, guess it makes sense you're there."
Slinking closer he quickly threw his arm around her to try and draw her closer.
"Oh Cordy....Cordy Cordy Cordy. Meadowview? Nope, not me! I'm in Hillworth."
Ha! If she was freaked out about how it looked to just be talking to him, well it should be interesting now that she knew just where he was from. Crystal girls and Hillworth boys weren't supposed to mix afterall.
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 8:16 am
"Of course it makes sense that I'm the-- Ew, ugh! What are you doing?" She practically shrieked as she tried to duck out of his arms. "I don't need a drooling, dirt-eating Hillworth brat touching me. Eewww!" She was going to have to go home and take a shower or two; scrub her skin until it was raw... Buy new skin.
"You leave me alone, Demetri Wright. Ugh, how did you ever wind up in that place? That's totally worse than Meadowview. At least they're just obnoxious." At least it made sense as to why he wound up stuffed in lockers now... Well, his 'friend', but she was more than willing to bet that it happened to him too.
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 8:31 am
Oh man, this was priceless! He was laughing, but at least he took his arm from around her and let her go. Sheesh, it was -just- a school! No reason to get all panicky about it.
Though now he was getting offended.
"Oh excuseeeee me that some people don't have their parents buying everything for them. -Some- of us don't have the best family around, I thought even you knew that."
It wasn't much of a secret that Demy's father had wife-hopped. A lot. It also wasn't much of a secret that one Demetri Wright was a rather gullible kid and ended up in trouble when he really didn't mean to. It was a bad combination that ended up with him in a 'bad' school.
"You make it sound like I'm some kinda horrible kid for the school I go to. It's not like I chose it or anything."
Here he was biting his lip. And frowning. Demy didn't frown often but this was a pretty good reason to do so.
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