Dance Off! (Penelope)

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There was an annoying crowd of people in the first floor commons tonight. That was unusual, but who cared. Not Oriel. Nope. (Lies!)

Anyway, he wasn't intending on staying, Oriel had just come down from the seclusion of his dorm room to get something to eat. Yeah, he knew there was food in the kitchenette, stuff for sandwiches and whatnot, but Oriel far too often got cravings for the sweet and unhealthy. So, down it was to the vending machines, where they had candy bars, mini-bags of chips, and, better than anything else, packages danishes and muffins!

The package fell to the bottom of the machine with a twank, and Oriel slipped his hand into the receptacle to retrieve his snack of sugary goodness. He snuggled it close to his cheek, ignoring whether anybody thought that was strange. Should he get one for Madison too? .......Nah. Bitch locked his door again, must be on his period or something.

Another yell came from the crowd behind him and he turned his chin over his shoulder to get a better look. What the hell was going on? And why did he even care?

Oriel peeled open his raspberry danish treat as he stepped forward to the crowd, trying not to look like he was wanting a better look. Some girl was playing some dancing game on the big community TV and someone's Xbox 360. The words "Dance Central" displayed over the screen as the game went back to the title screen and asked for a new challenger.

Oriel rolled his eyes. Yeah, no way was he getting in on this, he thought as he took a step closer.

[Penelope Lopez]

Somehow, Penelope had ended up in the first floor of the dorms. Maybe it was the crowd, or the cravings to cause a scene that had attracted her. She didn't really care, she was here and she needed some fun.

After walked around the area a few times to get some ideas on how to attract people's attention, she smiled as she looked at the Xbox games that were spread on the floor. Normally, she didn't pay much attention to nerdy games, but one of them caught her eye. A dancing game? Perfect. Her eyes moved to the TV where a few guys were playing some lame football game. She took the controller from one of the guys and held the middle button until the console shut itself off. At least she knew this much about this thing; How to shut it off.

She ignored the guys yelling at her for putting a quick death to their match, and set the 'Dance Central' CD into the Xbox and turned around. ''Anyone up for some fun?'', she said, as the guy she stole the controller from tried to protest. She put her finger over his lips to shut him up. ''Oh, honey. You're not pretty enough to be that stupid.'', she said before he could say anything. Someone stepped up beside her, a typical jock looking guy. He winked at her and grinned. ''Let's get this party started, baby.'', he laughed. Really? Baby? She scoffed. ''Your face makes me vomit.'', she said and shrugged before starting the game, completely ignoring his somewhat shocked face.

The match didn't exactly last long, due to the jock's awkward and drowsy movements. ''Just how closely related were your parents?'', she asked him as he stepped down, his cheeks red. Another opponent stepped up, and Penelope smiled. A lot of yelling and howling later, Penelope had won again. She bowed in front of the crowd and winked at the loser. He growled at her. ''I see you've set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.'' Oh man. She was on a roll. She really enjoyed this, how could she not? Not only was all the eyes on her, but she was causing a scene, plus she got to humiliate people. Ka-ching!

''Who's next?'', she asked and looked out over the crowd. ''Or maybe you're all a bunch of cowardly losers.'', she laughed, clearly growing more and more arrogant by the second.

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Listening to this girl, Oriel thought man this chick is a biiiiiitch!. Smart mouth and an attitude, that was Oriel's kind of woman. Certainly helped she wasn't a butterface. Not that he cared really. Like he told that one teacher that one time: ugly people need some lovin' too. Ugly people, fat people, skinny people, it was only an extra benefit if they were easy on the eyes.

This girl was easy on the eyes. And with a rack that he was almost certain was full of silicon. Or maybe she was just well endowed, because they bounced rather nicely as she spun and jumped around, obviously hypnotizing more than a few 'gentlemen' in the crowd.

But these 'gentlemen' were a bunch of douche-bag losers. She challenged them and heckled them, and only a few had the balls to step up, and not one so far the skill to beat her at her own game.

Oriel didn't respond to heckles. He didn't do video games. Though still, as he watched the girl and her challengers follow the movements of the avatars on the screen, he had to admit that he'd never played this kind of game before. One that relied on the movement of the whole body, rather than mashing buttons on a controller. It was those controllers that always tripped him up, he couldn't remember which buttons did what more often than he cared for. But as he watched, he was thinking the same thing as when he watched Hay-lin dance. Doesn't look that hard, how the hell are these assholes having so much trouble with it?

But he wasn't going to get involved. Nope. Because he wasn't about to start something he wasn't absolutely sure he could finish, not that he was scared or anything. Just that being goaded into a battle that you could probably lose was just stupid, not brave.

Still, it was aggravating, seeing these guys trip up so easily. How could he miss that!? It was so easy, didn't the guy have eyes!?

The girl taunted the crowd again and another wannabe stupidstar stepped up to the plate only to trip up on the first song so much that the song didn't even complete. That's it, Oriel had enough. He stuffed the last of his danish into his mouth and tossed the wrapper into a nearby can before elbowing his way through the crowd. As the next song started to play and the dance moves were starting on the screen, Oriel shoved the challenger off the 'stage', knocking him to the ground, and he put his hands up to confirm with the Kinect that he was now the challenger, not the sad dude on the floor.

He looked at the girl with a sideways smirk. "Bring it, Moneybags."

[Penelope Lopez]

Another opponent stepped up, and the song began. But as it did, her new opponent was pushed to the ground and a new guy stepped up. Penelope looked at the poor bastard on the ground and couldn't help but let out a satisfying smile. ''I saw a piece of shit on the ground earlier today. Kind of reminded me of you.'', she said to him and then turned towards the newcomer. That eager to play, eh?

He had long, brown hair that was childishly puffy. Looked like he had stuck his head in the dryer before he came here. But man, those deep, brown eyes girls would normally fall for right on the spot, full lips and a kick-ass body. Not bad. He looked like a stoner though. An extremely sloppy and lazy stoner. Was he serious? He thought he could beat her at something she had been doing her whole life? Ha! What a joke. ''Bring it, Pretty boy.'', she winked at him and turned her eyes to the screen.

This could easily become fun. Well, funnier. She started moving her body as the avatars did on the screen. Left, right, swing. She watched the boy, finding herself surprisingly amused. Down, turn to the right, back, turn to the left, left foot forward. She loved how her body looked while she was dancing. The way the 'girls' bounced as she moved, the way her figure suddenly turned from a still artwork to a moving masterpiece. Overly confident? Oh yes.

''Feeling like quitting yet, Pipsqueak?'', she said as she had her eyes glued to the screen.

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Right, right. This was just like following Hay-lin in a new dance. Nothing to it. Except that blasted teacher of his had the annoying habit of making them go slower than Windows Vista. Oriel was a power learner, he liked to take in as much as could as fast as he could, regardless of the mistakes he made. Slow was tedious and distracting.

So that's why he was grinning ear-to-ear at the pace this game took. It was rocky at first, but once he got the rhythm and the pace, not to mention straight-up memorizing a lot of the moves as he did them, by mid-song Oriel was matching the girl step for step. The only difference between them was style. Melons had it, sexy and fancy as she sharply posed like she was in a showcase. Meanwhile, Oriel was just going through the motions, getting them spot-on, but obviously untrained.

"Never!" He said as the song reached it's conclusion. Points were totaled up. She won, but that didn't mean that Oriel lost. Just meant he had to try again. "One more time!" He insisted, his spirit no-where near broken.

[Penelope Lopez]

Penelope couldn't help but admiring how fast he learned the moves and how perfectly he did them so quickly. She laughed as he shut her down on her proposal for him to give up and as the song ended and he asked for a re-match, she smiled and ran her hand through her hair. ''Not bad. For being a Pretty boy at least.'', she said and pressed the re-match button. ''You pick the song this time.'', she handed him the controller. She could honestly say she didn't expect there to be this much of a fight in this guy. Maybe she was mistaken about him being a sloppy and lazy stoner.

Though she knew she was slowly getting tired she wasn't ready to call it a quit yet. He had to beat her fair and square. There was no way she'd ever back down now, at least not now since she'd actually found a good challenge, who actually might have the potential to beat her. As much as she'd hate to lose, she'd hate being a chicken even more. She took her jacket off and put her dark hair up in a ponytail. She was starting to regret wearing these skin tight jeans since all of this dancing was making her incredible warm. ''Can someone open a window before Pretty boy here ruins his... Lion's mane.'', she called out to the crowd.

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God, why was he even doing this? He hated exercising for the sake of exercising, and he'd been doing it a lot lately, with the dancing shit behind him. And now he was actually using these skills or whatever they were to show up some dumb broad with an attitude. Whatever happened to the lazy, nap-loving Oriel that he loved to be.

God he needed a nap.

He snarked at the pretty boy comment. "Oh, you really think so?" he said in a classic gay-girly voice and flip of the hand. "I'm trying to watch my figure, you know, keep the pounds off that fat ass you girls always have trouble with." He grabbed the controller, and pushed the d-pad up, scrolling through the song list and stopping on one at random. He didn't know or care to know any of these songs. He tossed the controller back to her.

Oriel had no idea which one he picked, but it had a nice, quick rhythm.

"Oh, oh! The Diva's making demands! Better hop to it now, boys!" He flailed out dinosaur arms in a mockery of panic and distress.

[Penelope Lopez]

Penelope raised her eyebrow at his sudden change of... Mood. ''It's impressive that you're flexible enough to have your foot in your mouth and your head up your ass all at the same time.'', she replied and tilted her head, showing a hint of a smirk on her lips. What a childish brat. This quickly went from fun to an eyesore. One more dance and she'd be free. Hopefully. She caught the controller as he threw it back and rolled her eyes. ''You should stop worrying about your weight and start worrying about your boring personality.'', she said back with the same voice he had used.

And then there was the diva comment. Oh, no he didn't. ''Well, aren't you just a fun little lollipop triple dipped in psycho. Do you need a break so you can take your meds, honey?'', she said innocently and smiled. Someone needed to slap this kid. In the face. With a chair. Whatever made him handsome before, completely vanished as the bratty attitude started showing. Well, who was she to talk, it wasn't as if she hadn't pushed him. Even if only a little. Besides, she wasn't exactly the nicest person either. The crowd was completely silent by now, and some of them even backed away as they quarreled.

The song started playing, and she set her attention back to the screen. She actually liked this song and started copying the moves the characters did on the screen.

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Keeping up with the mocking gay-voice, Oriel pretended to blush and get all shy from her "compliment". "Oh, stawwp! Ya know, there's this fad thing out, it's called pilates, girlfriend." Snap, snap, snap, with a hand on a popped hip. While the girl might have been becoming irritated at Oriel's mockeries, Oriel was having more fun poking at her than was probably healthy. No doubt she was used to guys bending over backwards to do her bidding while she got to talk down to them and emasculate their manhood. But Oriel was obviously two-years-old and wanted some hair to pull. He checked his nails as if there was something there to pick at, "Oh, well, seemed to be good enough for your boyfriend....and your daddy!" He cocked and wavered his head as he spoke and hammed up the approving "ohhh"s from the crowd.

Oh, he could've licked up that lollipop comment, she was good he had to admit. Fun to antagonize. Oriel wondered how far he could get before she just up and smacked him. He changed his tone, now mimicking the age-old and famous crocodile hunter, god rest his soul. "Crikey! Here we have the most prized and infamous specimen commonly known as 'The Bubblegum Bitch'." He raised his hands and dropped his posture as if he were sneaking up on a dangerous animal. "A beauteous mammal known for a most viperous tongue, fully-swollen mammaries, and pheromones that'll right quick render any male of the species into what we like to call "stupefied." And watch out for that fluttering eye. She likes to lure in her prey with a hypnotic stare and then strike once they've completely lowered their defenses." His whole "documentary" was illustrated with gestures and movements that only emphasized the parody.

Oriel stood up straight when he finished and childishly stuck his tongue out at the girl, then refocused onto the screen, following the movements displayed with more precision than with the last song.

[Penelope Lopez]

This had quickly gone from being a dance off to a battle of the wits. As childish as he was acting, at least he did it with some heart. Though, she was starting to actually think this guy was either retarded, or completely on the other side of the fence. ''Your ass must get jealous of all the shit that comes out off your mouth.'', she said with a little more harsh tone than she intended. ''If you were anymore of a bitch, you'd have puppies.''

And then there was the daddy comment. That one actually hurt. Not only because she had had such a great relationship with him, but mostly because of the way she felt he was wrongfully ripped from her life. She had to take a deep breath not to lose control and strangle him right there and then. This guy really needed a new hobby, he had obviously been one of those lonely kids who only sat inside watching TV-shows. She actually had a hard time calming down after the unfair daddy comment. Well, maybe not unfair, he didn't actually know, but it still had a lot of effect.

She glared at him ignoring the rest of his banter, completely at a loss of words. But as he stuck his tongue out, she lost it. She grabbed the neck of his shirt and slammed him against the wall next to them. ''Listen, you little twat. If you ever bring up my father again, I will personally see to it that you my dear, will never feel the insides of a woman with that needle you call a dick ever again.'', she hissed into his ear, still pressing him against the wall. She was at the brink of tears, but tried her best to hide it. She had never really gotten over her father's death, and something told her she wasn't going to anytime soon.

She let go of him and pushed herself through the crowd. She needed some fresh air. She needed to calm down. She didn't know if she was angry, or just incredible sad. She had severe daddy issues, and now that little piece of garbage knew it too. Great. She should've just... She needed to get drunk.

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"You know, I have been constipated lately," he shot back with a sly grin, like he was the cleverest man in the world. "Guess it has to come out somewhere, may as well be all over that barbie face of yours." He was having fun with her, Oriel enjoyed the banter between them and was quickly anticipating her next response. He couldn't have known how "effective" that "daddy" comment of his was having on the girl.

It was only after he stuck his tongue out and the girl smashed the boy against the wall to threaten him that he knew he'd fucked up. Oriel had to admit she certainly had a way with words, the venomous kind that really got his libido going. But the look on her face....he'd obviously struck a chord with her and that in turn made him feel like more of an ass than usual.

The crowd parted like the red sea to let the infuriated girl through and out of the room. The light had gone from Oriel's face, replaced by a scowl and eyes that could burn holes through glass. From the onlooking students, there were some who were whistling with a "you sure showed her" congratulations, others who were shocked by what they'd just seen, some not even sure what was going on, but all of them turning to look between Oriel and the quickly retreating girl. "The fuck're you looking at, ass-face!" Oriel screamed at one of the spectators. "Shit!!" He kicked the closest object to him, which, unfortunately, was the Xbox, and he stormed out of the commons after the girl.

Rush? Nope, there was no rush. He could see her back, she wasn't going very fast. Oriel caught up to her quickly, though kept a wide berth between them as he stalked behind her. He didn't say anything as he followed her, but he kept the indignant scowl on his face, wondering why the hell he even cared or pretended to care or whatever the hell else which would've made him go after her.

Don't make girls cry! His sister's child-like voice echoed faintly in his ears and he rolled his eyes. What a pain....

[Penelope Lopez]

As she walked down the hallway, she heard the footsteps behind her. It didn't take her long to guess who it was. She sighed. She had calmed down a little by now, and she had managed to press the tears away. She was not going to be weak. At least not in front of this guy. Well, more so than she had been already. Her daddy issues were her problem, and hers alone.

''You know, if you're trying to stalk me, you're doing a horrible job.'', she said over her shoulder. Why did he even follow her? He challenged her, and won. Childishly so, but it was still a victory. Wasn't that what he had wanted? He seemed eager enough before. ''Unless this is an excuse to look at my ass while I'm walking. Don't worry, I know it looks amazing.'' Her heart went at a normal pace now. Good.

She took another deep breath and turned around to look at him. His scowl made her laugh. On the inside. On the outside on the other hand, she had a typical 'What do you want?'-kind of look.

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"Oh, If I was trying to stalk you, you'd know. I'd be leaving, like, anonymous letters filled with magazine cut-outs under your door and sending creepy mouth-breathing phone calls from a untraceable number." Oriel's tried not to smile as he said that. She seemed in good enough spirits, at least still able to snap her tongue at him without much effort. That was good. "Oh trust me, I'm having all sorts of fantasies about that tub of lard you call an ass."

His scowl had, almost against his will, wrinkled and twisted up into his classic cooked smirk. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and arched his shoulders back, puffing out his chest a bit in a strut and rolling his head off to the side. You ok? he kept himself from asking, because that was just too too corny for his tastes. Instead he said, "You know, your face is gonna stay like that. Then again, might be an improvement, your Queen of Sheba smile looks likes a dog puked." Right, insult her again. That was the way to do it! He smiled and gave a lighthearted chuckle.

[Penelope Lopez]

''Make it creepier than that. Leave naked pictures of a fat, naked man with a small ding dong. Also, make sure he's extremely pale, and of course, don't show the face. But hey, I guess you fit the description closely enough.'', she laughed at the mere thought of it. ''Also, while calling, make sure to sound like you're masturbating at the sound of my voice. If you look away from the fat man part, that can actually turn into some great phone sex. I'd totally play along.'', she said, looking like she was actually thinking about doing it, or as if she'd already done it.

She slapped her own ass and looked at him. ''Admit it, you'd die to touch this sweet piece of yum.'', she winked at him and smirked. Well, she was still fairly pissed at the daddy comment, but she couldn't really blame him for something he didn't know, and he had come after her. Also, he hadn't pushed it by keeping it up, so that was better than nothing. She watched him make a silly pose, puffing his chest out and all that. ''If you want a bigger chest, try silicons. Or maybe work out more.'' She leaned against the wall and crossed her hands over her chest. ''This Queen of Sheba smile.'', she pointed at her lips. ''It's what got me through high school. Unlike you, you'd get your ass kicked for that attitude, but me on the other hand, I was adored.'', she said and put her hand on her chest, acting as if she had millions of fans around her.

She straightened up and looked at him with a playful smile. ''So, why did you follow me? Did Pretty boy feel bad? Not so though after all, are we?'', she talked to him as if he were a baby and her smile grew from playful to a little devilish. She reached her hand towards him and ruffled his hair. ''There, there.'', she said with the same voice as before.

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"Why go for a pale fat man when you have a fat black man with a ball-sack so big he has to carry it on it's own little personalized carriage? And with about 3 dildos hanging outta his ass and flavor text saying "I'm too sexy for my scrote." That was some imagery, he couldn't help but laugh at how she upped the game with the stalking tips. Reminded him of Madison, boy that dude could banter. "Better yet, I'll text you a masturbating cock-pic of a dick blistering with gonorrhea. That oughta slick you up."

"Hmmm...ssssssexy!" he slithered out while shooting his fingers out like pistols. He was glad he hadn't upset her too much. Oriel remembered the last time he blew up when someone inadvertently stepped on a landmine with him. Ava, he still needed to apologize to her(not that his pride would let him), but he still thought she was a pretentious bitch who complained too much about her "hard" life. Not that Oriel knew any of what she'd gone through. And this girl too. Oriel wanted to apologize, he wanted to tease her, he wanted to scold her and tell her that at least she had a daddy to have issues over. But for some reason, Oriel couldn't hate her for those issues, whatever they were. Whatever had happened broke her. The same kind of broken that made Oriel. And Kodah. And Xavier. And countless other kids that he'd seen come and go on the streets and through foster care.

He made an face as if he'd just been given the best idea ever! "Good god, you're right! Silicone! Then I can definitely attract more guys, that must be the secret!" He laughed, unable to deny the truth of her next statement. "Actually, usually I'm the one being chased down for all those hijinks. But you should see me scale a wall, got me out of quite a few of those ass-kickings."

Then she pointed out why he'd come after her, which wasn't far from the truth, though he'd never admit it. But...you know, she had to get close enough to touch him. While he liked being cuddly with the people he liked, Oriel wasn't sure if he and her were close enough for that yet, and the contact evoked a childish groan and playful batting away of her hand from his floofy hair. "Heey! Lay off..." He whined.