Being New Sucks- Open

[Scarlett Granger]

The weather was getting slightly warmer as Spring was gently approaching, melting away all different types of horrid winter water. Scarlett entered the main office in the expensive clothes which she had been wearing a day ago, back in Oxford in England doing her ballet practice. The person who had come to take Scarlett had given her a coat but, apart from that, Scarlett was freezing.

On her feet were her ballet flats and she wore white tights, a pretty tutu and a ballet cardigan underneath her coat. In her had was a large holdall which carried her essentials like her phone and some ballet shoes. Other than that, Scarlett had brought nothing else with her and had been informed that her things would be sent to the school grounds and be there by the time she arrived.

Quietly, Scarlett made her way into the Main Office and put down her bag, stopping at the desk.

"Excuse me," she asked in a quiet but very polite (as always) voice, "Please could you tell me where I need to go? I am new here and I don't have a time table or anything really."

[Romeo Buckland]

Times like these are when Romeo believes that there is a god.

It seems like every time the Irish boy heads on out to the main offices, there’s just this new student waiting for him to prey ontalk to. It all started with Reese, who probably has the best welcome among the rest since she’s the first and Romeo didn’t know how to properly handle the situation back then. Then came Glen, who quickly earned the Irish boy’s ire for being too clingy (seriously, can’t the guy make other friends?). Yolanda and Brittany were promptly directed to his bed, while Keenan and Victoria had their hearts crushed almost immediately. There were other unremarkable ones, but all in all, life was good.

As for what might happen to this particular encounter, the boy says he himself has no idea just yet. The girl looks pretty, and mighty innocent, but then again breaking them in has always been one of the best experiences he’s had so far.

“Oh hi there,” said the boy with a smirk-slash-grin, flashing his so-called trademark eyebrow smolder, “I would say you’ve come to the right place, since I’m on my way to get my time table fixed too, but aren’t you a bit overdressed at the moment?” He didn’t see the tutu from earlier. Eccentric, as it seems. Hopefully the oddness ends there. “Want to stop by my room so you can change?”

Not so subtle, but he can’t think of anything witty at the moment. The poor boy was thrown off by that garish attire. He says he needs a bit of time to recover.

[Scarlett Granger]

Scarlett was suddenly in the presence of a boy who seemed to be about her age, maybe slightly older. Still, she was glad to have someone to talk to. And, she smiled to herself, this boy was hot. She was pleased to find someone who originated closer to home... and she adored the Irish accent. It was so hot!

"Hello," she replied and then looked down at her tutu with a grimace, "Yeah, this tutu is a bit overdressed but it was what I was wearing when they came to bring me here. I love to dance you see!"

"I'm Scarlett, Scarlett Granger and you are?" she asked holding out her small, delicate hand to the boy.

Decided she might have a go at flirting too, she dipped down into the splits and then climbed up again, speaking with a little grin to herself, "You have got to be very flexible to do what I do."

When the boy suggested they go to his room while she changed, she nodded her head gratefully, "Yes please. I don't have my room yet! Lead the way then."

[Romeo Buckland]

And shit just got weirder.

Caught unaware by the girl’s seemingly giddy reply (twice in less than five minutes; he must be losing his touch or something), Romeo quietly stood still for a minute or two, mouth slightly agape as his brain is trying its hardest to process what just happened. He doesn’t know if the girl’s enthusiasm for his extremely blunt request is a good thing or a bad thing; normally he’d feel greatly accomplished that it didn’t take much to coerce whoever it was to his will (because while the chase may be exciting, it can get tiring pretty easily), but there’s just something with the way Scarlett said it that told him to be wary.

“They didn’t even let you change? You sure you’re not high?” He may not be an expert on how Hammel recruitment happens, but he’s pretty sure they don’t just abduct kids from the street. “Because after the recruiters came to my caravan, I had a full day – one and a half even, since the recruiter’s car broke down on the way to us – to get my stuff sorted out. And who would wear a tutu on a daily basis? That the trend back in England nowadays?” Shame that such innocent beauty masks a druggie if his theory was true.

It doesn’t go much to say that Scarlett’s supposedly innuendo-laden response didn’t translate well to the boy, but still Romeo offered the girl a sympathetic smile and a not-so-forced laughter. “I’m Romeo. And yes, I’m still looking for my Juliet.” Apparently the greasiness just comes naturally now. “Room’s over this way. I am in the boy’s only floor though, so we might need to be a little sneaky when we go up.”

Seems like his good deed will be just that, a good deed. No reward whatsoever. Is this a sign that he should stop his daily visits to the main office just to see (and talk to) a pretty new face?

[Scarlett Granger]

Scarlett found herself being quizzed by Romeo (what a beautiful name) about how she had been taken by the recruitment people. No, she had not been forced to go but they did not have much time to mess around as, due to being late, the plane was due to leave only a few hours later. Rushing, Scarlett had practically thrown things into her bag and not even bothered to change.

"No, I wasn't abducted," she explained with a frown. Why did the boy think that she had meant that she had been abducted? Weird.

"And no, it isn't the trend," she laughed, warming to the friendly boy who seemed all to happy to invite her into his room. Okay, maybe it sounded a bit weird. "I was in the middle of a dance practice when they came. There wasn't much time at all to get ready."

Romeo, the good looking, handsome and stylish boy invited her to follow him and then explained that he was on a boys only floor. With one moment's thought, Scarlett decided that she would follow anyway. Besides, this boy had earned a little crush from Scarlett, not something that happened often. In fact, the only boy she had ever liked before had been in year four of high school and he had turned out to be a freak who only wanted to take Scarlett into his bed. She wouldn't mind sharing a bed with this boy though... No! She needed to get the thought out of her head.

"How long have you been here?" she finally asked when they stopped outside his bedroom door.

[Romeo Buckland]

Romeo figured that there’s really not much use arguing with Scarlett about Hammel’s recruitment process – he is no expert after all, and if anything, her appearing in such a garish getup is a huge hole in every argument he could say – so he simply flashed what he calls his thousand-watt smile and shrugged. Wouldn’t want the girl to think he’s such a thick-headed douche that’ll impose his views on everyone, wouldn’t he? “Ahh. Gotcha. Must’ve been a relatively new recruiter,” he winked as he walked with quite the self-absorbed gait, “All cooky and probably didn’t know what to do yet. Unless of course the recruiter was old, then I’d say he probably has Alzheimer’s now or something.”

He tried to maintain a fair distance between him and Scarlett, enough so that she wouldn’t feel like he’s avoiding her, but also just right so that people won’t immediately jump into conclusions that they’re together. (He still looks back at Scarlett whenever he talks to her, he insists). While there’s no denying that Scarlett is quite the looker, it’s her ballerina attire that destroys everything. Once that’s off, Romeo says he’d happily stand by her side.

Making quick work of the locks to both the suite and his private room, he motioned for Scarlett to enter, saying, “After you my lady.” Incredibly greasy, but he doubts she’d mind. In fact, he even believes he’s earned himself a few more points by doing that. “Me? I’ve been here since…July or August of last year?” Or was it September? He can’t remember clearly. “So I’m relatively new like you too. But I got along with people just great, so you don’t have to be scared of anything.” With his looks and personality, it’s not hard to see how quickly he integrated himself with the student body. It also didn’t hurt that he’s managed to sleep with over half of them within a span of six months (or less).

“I’m not sure what your style is, but I have printed tees, button-up shirts and some tank tops,” he said, holding up stuff from his drawer and throwing it on the bed, “I certainly don’t have a kilt, but I have extra jeans and some sweat pants.” And now to drive the point home. “I’d suggest using the washroom to change, but there’s been a ‘problem with the plumbing’ since last night – my roommate, Lucah, clogged it – so it’s really deadly over there.” He pinched his nose and made disgusted face to emphasize his point. “So I’d have to say that you might have to change in here for a bit. Don’t worry, I promise I won’t look.”

As if that grin of his is anything but comforting.

ooc:
Sorry this took a whiiiiiile. Soo sorry. And if it's a little crappy. T_T.
- Jam

[Scarlett Granger]

Happy that the boy didn't start to hound Scarlett with any more questions about the recruiters, she followed him. That smile that covered his face a lot of the time really was dashing and she found herself grinning back, trying to hold back the bright blush that has started to cover her porcelain skin. Maybe this boy was a bit of a kiss up but if he was being honest, he really seemed to be friendly and she believed him that everyone else would be too. Romeo definitely had has great looks and a great personality but sometimes, when he spoke, the sarcasm in his voice told Scarlett that he meant something completely different to what he was saying. Maybe it was the fact that he too, was nervous about meeting new people. Yeah, that was probably it.

Leading the way, Romeo stayed a few paces in front of Scarlett but she didn't regard that as being weird. It was probably just the fact that he was leading the way and she didn't know where she was going. Or maybe it was what she was wearing. Yeah, it was probably that as she did look a little weird in her tutu and coat.

When Romeo said, 'after you my lady', Scarlett felt her heart jump a little. He really was a gentleman after all. It was as if he had stepped out of a Shakespeare play. Okay, maybe that was taking it a little far but at least he was polite and knew exactly how to treat a lady. "Thank you," she replied with a small smile.

"I'm glad there is someone else who is rather new too," she replied happily, "We can find our way around together. Well, if that is okay with you. You are a dashing chaperone!" Oh God, why had she said that. Cursing herself, she stepped further into the lovely room.

"I'll take a shirt," she told Romeo and then added, "Oh and I have probably got some jeans somewhere in my bag. You better hadn't look!" she laughed and then turned away, taking of her coat and stripping down to her underwear. Something about the situation was rather funny and she took a glace at Romeo, to check whether he was looking or not. Would he be checking her out?

(OOC: Don't worry. Nah, it isn't crappy. Mine probably is though!)

[Romeo Buckland]

Of course he would look. This is Romeo we’re talking about after all.

Sure Scarlett was a little on the off side (because really, who in this era uses ‘dashing’ to describe anyone anymore?). Sure he couldn’t make a proper ‘move’ and had to resort to some, in his eyes, overused and usually inefficient gentlemanly approach just to make sure she won’t lose interest on him (he couldn’t even believe he actually said ‘my lady’; thank god no one was around to hear him say that). Sure he hadn’t doubted about seducingflirting with someone so bad since his first time getting into bed with someone. But when she started taking than darn tutu off, well, he could say that it was awkwardness well spent.

And he’s pretty sure it’ll only keep on getting better and better. (Or so he hopes).

Taking his hands (that didn’t really cover his eyes) off his face, he bent over just slightly and handed a shirt over to Scarlett. “Pink one or blue one?” asked the Irish boy with mischief in his eyes. No need to hide the fact that he’s staring. And his eyes are enjoying what he’s seeing.

To prove that he’s not just taking advantage of the sights, he winked at Scarlett before rolling over the bed to get to her bag, opening it and trying to look for her supposed jeans. “They’re supposed to be in here right? Are they folded neatly or not? In a pocket maybe?” No he’s not trying to keep her in a state of undress for a little while longer. How can you think of him like that? (Please note the sarcasm in the last two sentences).

[Scarlett Granger]

(OOC: haha, the sarcasm soooo wasn't obvious (note the sarcasm here))

Scarlett stood in her bra and knickers, knowing really that Romeo was so checking her out. Maybe she would let him want her a little more. Leaning over to get the blue shirt he was holding, she came close to his face just enough so that he could see part way down her cleavage. This new Scarlett was a lot more daring and really, she enjoyed it.

"I'm sure they were in there," she said, puzzled, leaning over the bed and lying next to Romeo. She could kind of guess why he would be like that as it meant she would be almost naked for a bit longer. "Look, they're here," she said, pulling them out and realizing how close to Romeo she was. What would he do now?

[Romeo Buckland]

She really wants it, doesn’t she?

That’s what Romeo thought when Scarlett bent over to grab his blue shirt, giving him somewhat a full view of what she had to offer. And when she jumped on his bed and helped him look for the not-so-lost pair of jeans, well, the Irish boy finally told himself that there’s really not much use trying to be subtle. Heaven knows that if he prolongs this any further, she might develop a sense of doubt in what she’s doing and back down. (Happened quite a few times, Romeo says; while he sort of respects their decision, walking around with a boner for the rest of the day is so not fun).

“Really? Where?” asked Romeo, the innocence in his voice betrayed by his slow movement towards Scarlett’s back. Once he’s made sure he’s not hurting Scarlett with his weight, he placed his chin on the girl’s shoulders and chuckled as his hands traced Scarlett’s shoulders, waist and down to her hips. “How could I have missed that? God I feel so stupid.”

He leaned in closer, whispering in Scarlett’s ear in a rather breathy voice. “So are you planning on putting that on? Need any help? Or would you rather I show you how fun being pantsless can be?”

[Scarlett Granger]

Scarlett didn't want to admit that she was a virgin but she also didn't want to end up having sex straight away. But, something about the way Romeo sounded with his romantic Irish voice wouldn't let Scarlett say no. The feel of his fingers on her bare back sent shivers of electric through her body and she immediately felt alive and she curved into Romeo, becoming close to his body and very aware of his crotch area. Oh God! He was having a boner.

"I..." she stuttered and then added in a frantic mutter, "Go on then."

It was now obvious to Scarlett why Romeo had been talking to her from the beginning. All he really wanted was her to get into bed with him, probably like all of the other girls on the campus. She was going to have a bad reputation everyone would consider her a slag.

"You had better not tell anyone about this," she whispered and rolled him over onto his back so that she was straddling over him, "I'm doing this for you."

[Romeo Buckland]

The straddle was a little unexpected, considering how Scarlett’s been carrying herself over the past few minutes, but it wasn’t an unwelcome surprise. It caught the boy off-guard for a bit, but it didn’t take much for Romeo to adjust to the ‘shift in power’, as it were.

“Oh don’t worry dearie,” he said with a smirk, gently caressing Scarlett’s cheek, “I don’t kiss and tell.” Not unless he gets taunted by his friends to show off and she happens to run in front of him at the same time anyway.

-xxx-

It wasn’t as mind-blowing as the other encounters he’s had before, but then again considering that Scarlett didn’t have the same experience as Jackie and Robert, it was decent. In fact, he could even say that Scarlett’s among those first timers who actually did rather well. She’ll get better with practice, he says.

“How’s that for a Hammel welcome?” grinned the Irish boy, winking at Scarlett as he stood up and started dressing up. They don’t have the whole day to stay in bed after all. “If you’re asking if I do this for everyone, then no. Only for the pretty ones.” He might be a whore but he does have his standards.

He stretched for a bit before slipping a shirt on, finally opening the door that has surprisingly been unlocked all this time. Lucky for them nobody walked in. (Romeo wouldn’t mind it though; heaven knows if it’s just a fellow student, he’d happily offer for them to join in). “Waiting for Round2 or do we proceed with the actual tour of the campus now?”

ooc:
I'm thinking this would be an excellent way to close the thread (we can just say that Romeo actually did give her a campus tour afterward), unless of course you want to play it out even further. Either way works for me. .
- Jam