Nerding (Max)

[Rayne DiSalvo]

Kali's was warm and smelled like freshly brewed coffee. It was mostly empty, besides a few senior citizens discussing old people things. This was what Rayne got for being here so early. She didn't pay much attention though. Nope, today she was nerding.

One wouldn't be able to recognize Rayne if they saw her. She wasn't wearing her usual attire. Instead she was wearing a black hoody and regular skinny jeans with tennis shoes. Not so flirty. The biggest difference though, was her make up. Usually she wore extensive make up, but today she wore a thin line of black eye liner and some mascara, just so she didn't look too awful. It wasn't like nerds needed much make up anyway.

She was focused more on studying than anything. Books were scattered on the table in front of her and her nose was stuck in a notebook. She had taken a year off of school and went straight into working after she graduated. She needed a break, but she still kept up on her studies. Rayne was a smart girl, but she didn't want to get behind.

Not that anyone really knew she cared about school...or that she was smart. Rayne didn't usually try to act like a total smarty pants that got straight As when she went to school. She had though. She liked to read for fun and she liked learning new things.

The craziest part though...she enjoyed math the most. The punk girl who didn't open up to anyone was a nerd on the inside.

[Max Rose]

There were only so many reasons (in Max's brain) for going to a coffee shop:

1) Getting coffee. Usually expensive, "Look at me and my coffee cup, aren't I all kinds of impressive?" coffee.
2) Listening to whatever music was playing. Kali's did have a few decent musicians, including a guy who was apparently in Max's superhero group. Izzard or something or other.
3) Being all Hipster and looking smartlike.
4) Picking up people doing one of the above.

Guess which one Max was there for?

She'd thrown on the appropriate shirt, tied her hair into a flip, and a pair of slightly shredded jeans. She waltzed up to the counter, ordered something complex with skilled practice, and immediately sought out the best target for her mission.

There we go. Hottie, sitting by herself with a book.
Win.

Max slid across from Rayne, not waiting to be asked or to get permission. She took a sip of her coffee, propped her head up on the table using her arm, and rolled her eyes toward Rayne.

"Doing homework is so blase," she said. Sip. "Totally last year."

[Rayne DiSalvo]

Rayne hadn't even been paying attention to who was coming in and who was leaving. Nope. Gotta study and gotta get ready for college. Boring much? Oh yeah definitely boring. She had to though. Her parents were pretty strict about her schooling and they had been lenient enough to let her take a year off. They wouldn't let it be two for sure.

She had been looking at Calculus when a girl (a pretty girl at that) had just randomly slid into the seat across from her. Rayne didn't look up though. She knew exactly how to play this out. Flirting was one of those things that Rayne did so well without even trying.

"It's not homework, it's studying for next year. I'm not in school and yes it's blase, but it's necessary to say the least." She said with a small smirk playing at her lips as she grabbed her own coffee and took a small drink. Then she set it back down and continued studying, as if the attractive red head wasn't there.

((OOC: Sorry not much, but I didn't have a lot of time))