Troublemaker - tag Carter

[Sawyer Lynn]

Olly Murs burst through Sawyer's always too big headphones as her body jerked in unison to the beat of the music. Her lips moved to the lyrics as she walked through the quad heading to her dorm.

For the most part, she managed to avoid people as they meandered in her path but a few of them she bumped into and apologised.

One particular individual she bumped into she didn't...quite apologise to. Blond porcelain heir to some billion dollars...need he an introduction?

Instead, she stopped and appraised the almost white haired teen in front of her with an almost lecherous look. Of course, never meaning anything by it.

Gotta play the game and all that.

"Chevy." She drawled out the only nickname she thought was suitable for him. Sleek beauties old Chevys were so...appropriate.

Removing her headphones, something she rarely did, Sawyer nodded to him. "Going somewhere?"

[Carter Chevalier]

Carter was going about his business as he usually did, walking with a natural air of confidence that usually meant people opted to leave him alone. People generally didn't dare bump into him - they seemed to realise he was overtly unpredictable, and that it was difficult to determine if he'd punch you or just kiss you.

But some people did it on purpose. Because they just wanted to say they came into contact with a Chevalier.

However, this girl in particular seemed to stop and overtly stare at him. Again, another thing he was painfully used to. But this girl, he recognised. She was friends with Dom's friend Luciella. And by proxy, they'd all spent time together at some point or another.

"Obviously." He replied with a small wave of his hand. Why else would he be walking? But he assumed she knew that. And he couldn't help but notice how painfully loud her music was; "Planning on going deaf, are we?"

[Sawyer Lynn]

Sawyer noticed a few girls walking their way who made eyes at Carter and she couldn't help but feel slightly superior that she had the guts to at least talk to the blond.

His question brought a smirk to Sawyer's face as she shrugged. "Yep. Helps drown out the sounds of your loyal fans screaming your name." She chuckled.

"Number two not around?" she asked, referring to his younger twin.

[Carter Chevalier]

Carter opted to remain oblivious to the people who were staring at him. Though to be honest, it never bothered him. It was quite useful when it came to deciding who to sleep with next. Or who to openly avoid and dismiss.

"I try not to discriminate..?" Carter waved his hand - shit, there went her name. "Some women just aren't as eloquent at expressing their interests. Others are too stubborn." Others were most.

Number two? "He prefers to be twin A to my twin One, otherwise it's somewhat depreciating to his skills." Even if he was born second.

[Sawyer Lynn]

"Gosh aren't you the sweetest thing." Sawyer smirked, scratching the back of her head as she raised an eyebrow at his statement. The guy sure knew he was highly sought after, that was for sure.

What he said did bring up something she had been contemplating. It wasn't a big deal but she was turning eighteen soon and she seriously needed to get it over and done with. Who better to do it with than the much gossipped about Chevalier boy?

"Ah, self-esteem issues eh?" She nodded understandingly, even though she was joking. She highly doubted either of the French boys had an ounce of doubt in themselves.

"You aren't busy are you?" She asked, suddenly shy. Well, maybe not shy, the girl didn't understand the definition of shy. But she was aware that her heart was racing a little.

[Carter Chevalier]

"I am." Carter agreed, adding a decisive nod to the fact.

He simply shrugged his shoulders at the notion of self-esteem issues. It seemed she got his sense of humour, and he appreciated that.

Carter took the moment to stare down at himself in mild confusion. He had nothing in his hands. He wasn't dressed particularly differently. His hair was perfect, but he didn't need to look at that to know it was true; "Do I look busy?"

No. The answer was no. "Can I do something for you?"

[Sawyer Lynn]

A corner of her lips quirked up in a soft smirk at the very confident response the blond gave. His shrug amused her and she pushed a lock of hair that had fallen from her loose half ponytail to the top of her head.

The look on his face as he searched himself made her laugh and roll her eyes. This guy...

"Super busy breathing in air." She joked, more to ease the tension she was creating in herself than anything else.

It seemed to the voice mimic that when he opened the opportunity for her to respond, Sawyer was actually nervous. She sure as hell knew it wasn't the act itself that was making her nervous so what the hell was she hesitating for?

"I'm sure you get this a lot." She started, gesticulating oddly and not making eye contact. "But uh...I'm a virgin. If you hadn't heard. And I would like to very much change that. As soon as possible?" Sawyer scratched her neck out of habit before looking up straight into Carter's awfully good looking face. "And why the hell not with you, right? You're...experienced I'm sure. So...maybe I could learn a thing or two from you. Or something. Whaddya say?" She quelled the urge to place a 'tadaa' at the end of that sentence and hope the guy didn't think she was losing it.

[Carter Chevalier]

Suddenly it seemed that she was nervous. Carter could only really tell given her sudden lack of confidence. What could she be so nervous about? He honestly had no clue.

Her proposition surprised him.

"I actually hadn't heard that." He admitted. Was he out of the gossip loop, or was she just making a joke? "I can only imagine why you wouldn't want to be plagued by that status any more." And that was completely her business. He'd rather not question her unless she seemed to want to share.

After a small moment of silence, Carter conceded with a nod. "I believe you'd find no better man for the job." And he was glad not to have to put any effort into propositioning her. "When do you want me?"

[Sawyer Lynn]

Sawyer looked at Carter with a raised eyebrow, wondering if he was being sarcastic or he genuinely didn't hear that she was a virgin. Well-kept secret. Either that or he actually didn't even care of her sexual status. Not that it mattered. She was going to change that. Hopefully tonight.

Boy was this guy a polite one. Sawyer was suddenly struck by the fact that she didn't actually understand why there are some people who hate this guy. What's there to hate? He was hot, he was polite and hopefully he was accommodating.

And with his nod, Sawyer confirmed the fact that he was indeed accommodating. She hid her surprise and excitement by ducking her head a little before looking at him and raising one hand for him to shake. "Put 'er there." She responded before pausing to mull over when she wanted him. Now would be nice.

"Well, you're not busy, I'm never busy so like...now?" She asked, scratching her forehead as she contemplated on where they could do it. There wasn't even a need for a bed, really. Of course, she didn't know what the hell went on for people doing it the first time.

"Where can we do it though?" She asked, looking up at him curiously.

[Carter Chevalier]

Carter idly looked around; he couldn't remember the last time someone had so openly propositioned him. More often than not, girls in particular favoured a more subtle approach - the act of playing coy for attention; asking without asking so he might have to ask first. And he usually would, because he had nothing to lose. But Sawyer was different. Direct in her approach and that alone won her points with the boy.

With an amused grin, Carter extended his hand out and took hold of hers. "Consider it a deal." He said with a decisive shake of her hand.

Now? He retrieved his phone looked down to the screen in order to get the time, because who really wore watches anymore?

"I have time for you now." He decreed, running his fingernails along his chin as he glanced around again. The possibilities were endless on his part, but... "It's your request, so where is really your choice." He mused, "To be frank, you don't strike me as a traditional type. So think it over if you have to - it's your special day." Though really, he did try to make it sound less like a business deal.

[Sawyer Lynn]

She grinned widely when he finally shook on it, making the deal to her valid. But Sawyer panicked a little when the boy checked his phone. Had she played her cards too fast? Did she sound too desperate? She probably did. But then the guy proved her wrong by agreeing to the time limit she had basically forced on him.

"Righteous." She replied but when he said it was up to her, she turned her nose up and huffed a little, not really good at making these kinds of decisions. "Eh, nothing special about something biological. I got my period when I was twelve, I didn't think it was special then." Likening sex with her period was probably something she shouldn't have done but it was out and she couldn't take it back. But she did sheepishly apologise for her crudeness, even though she didn't know why she did. Something about the boy made her feel a little...inadequate.

His politeness maybe? Or maybe how professionaly he handled all this. It was all so proper. Either way, Sawyer sort of wanted things to go good.

"Uh...there's that spot over the auditorium that nobody uses. We could go there."

[Carter Chevalier]

Carter raised his eyebrows when she mentioned her period. "Okay." He said simply, the amusement evident in his tone. "I'll do my best to make it a little more special than your first period." He added, pressing his hand to his chest as if committing the concept to his heart.

When she mentioned the auditorium, he paused on the thought for a moment before nodding. "Yes, I know the place." He said simply. Why else spend time in the extensive room?

To hear about sex and to have it, obviously.

Carter turned on a heel, he pressed his hand to the small of her back - thinking nothing of the motion as he lead her in the direction of the auditorium. What else was there to say?

[Sawyer Lynn]

Sawyer couldn't help but snort at Carter's response to her statement. The boy was definitely off his rockers, thought the voice mimic. But hell if he didn't look good doing it. And that's all that matters right? Bang the hot one so you can measure everyone else up to them?

"What a gentleman." She retorted with a smirk as they moved in the direction of their place of impending coitus. She tried to think nothing of the hand on her back but for sure, she was never going to be treated this way by anybody else. Because this was weeeird.

Once they arrived, she made sure the place was empty and nobody could come in from anywhere. She dropped her bag and looked at him expectantly. "Got a condom on you, I reckon?" She asked as she started to unbutton her shirt.

[Carter Chevalier]

"I know." Carter replied firmly. Yes, he knew he was something of a gentleman. The kind that liked to make a prospective lay as comfortable as possible. And humour was often key - especially with ones like Sawyer.

He let her ensure the place was empty. Looking at her briefly, he appeared unfathomed by the way in which she made quick work of her own clothes. So it was that kind of thing? With a mental shrug he hauled the hem of his own shirt up over his head, disregarding the article of clothing in mere moments. And at her question, he exhaled on a sharp laugh; "Please." He said simply.

Of course he was prepared. When was he not?