Someday, Right Now (James, Zac, Open)

[Ginny Campbell]

"Umm. No." Ginny shook her head in reply to Zac's question, "I'm not." There had been times growing up when she had wished she could be -- some of the metas she had met through her father had the coolest abilities -- but she had long since accepted this fact. She was never going to have any interesting meta skills, but that didn't mean she couldn't be interesting in her own right.

"So what exactly do you do?" She was curious, but she didn't want him to think she was interested in him specifically; his ego was clearly big enough without her help.

She sighed and placed one hand over her face, shaking her head in disbelief that the boy would even joke about asking her out, through her father or otherwise. At least, he had better be joking; he couldn't possibly think she would actually be interested. Not if he was the least bit discerning. Of course, boys like Zac were, in her experience, generally immune to anything remotely resembling reality, particularly when that reality was at odds with their massive self-esteems. "Ugh, no, I am not free tomorrow night." She muttered after her father directed Zac's attention back her way. She was here to visit family, not date swell-headed boys, and even if she was willing to date someone over her family weekend she wasn't available for him. Not tomorrow night, not the next night. Not ever.

She quirked an eyebrow at the admission that he was unsatisfied with his dorm arrangements. "Wow, I'm impressed. Would have thought your roommates would be the ones complaining, not the other way around." She commented, rather unfairly seeing as she didn't know who his roommates were. They couldn't possibly be more annoying than Zac was, though. Could they? No, they couldn't be, that was a terrifying thought. "Are they not falling at your feet in worship or what?"


ooc: eek, I didn't mean to make everyone wait that long. apologies

[Zachary LaRousse]

“Oh. So that explains it. I mean, a blonde like you is really hard to miss,” Zac said, his eyes staring at her in a rather flirtatious manner, not really caring that Ginny’s father is just a few paces away from him (he’s already asked her out in front of him, why bother?). “A non-meta daughter from a meta parent. That’s interesting. Can’t say I’ve heard about that before.” He’s heard meta children from non-meta parents – that’s basically the life story of most students in school. But the other way around? He couldn’t imagine that it was even remotely possible. He shifted slightly on his seat, scratching his chin slightly as he thought. So there was a very remote possibility of him not having powers? That would be terrible. Not that he has anything against ‘normal humans’ (he was taught to respect them early on), but he just couldn’t see himself in them; that doesn’t mean it would stop him with flirting with her though.

A smug smile appeared on his face when Ginny asked about his powers. Did she just give him another chance to show off really? He thought after the ‘Marie-Antoinette’ incident that she’s not that interested so he’d have to work harder; seems she’s just playing hard to get, that’s all. After all, she’s in front of her dad. “I’m an animal mimic. I can tap an animal’s ability without transforming into that animal. Confused?” For all his pride, he finds it really hard to put his ability to words. And most of the time, people confuse his powers with shapeshifting, something he’s definitely not happy about. “It’s hard to explain it with words. Would you like to join me outside for a demonstration then?” he asked, unleashing another one of his flirty-eye-roll techniques.

“I see. I mean, I just thought, you know, I get your permission first. So I don’t look like an extremely arrogant boy with no respect for a girl’s parent.” Zac, no worries, Dr. Campbell already knew that even before you walked into the room. When Ginny voiced her say on the matter, Zac’s face quickly turned from a smugly-smirky one to a look of mock disappointment, complete with the exaggerated pout and frowning. “Aww. That’s so sad. Seems you have the weekend planned out already?” He looked around and saw a couple of post-its and a couple of pens on top of Dr. Campbell’s table. “Mind if I borrow some? Thanks Dr. Campbell, you’re the best.” ‘Cause sucking up to your superiors isn’t exactly a bad thing, right? He quickly wrote a series of numbers and handed it to Ginny. “Call me when you’re free then,” he winked.

He was basically expecting that kind of answer. Recruiting is a long ways away from residence anyway. “I tried. I even talked to the residence director, he just wouldn’t agree with me. So sad.” He sighed, hoping his glum actions would earn Dr. Campbell’s sympathy. “I mean, is Xander Green really a ghost whisperer? I seriously think he’s just some telekinetic with control problems. He thrashes the dorm each day and blames it to his ‘ghostly companions’.” You’d think for someone who has ‘powers beyond mortal men’ he’d be a believer of the supernatural.

“And that too,” he laughed at Ginny’s rather sarcastic remark. So confident, he likes. Maybe he should start dating older women then. Or at least those of Hammel official progeny, like Vicky. They seem to share that strange air of confidence and no-non-sense-ness around them. “I mean, who in their right mind wouldn’t worship me really?”

[Dr. James Campbell]

Okay, now Zac was leering at his daughter. James grit his teeth and glared, but he didn't say anything. Ginny could take care of herself. Ginny could take care of herself. She didn't need her dad stepping in and kicking the boy out. Even if he wanted to. (For as much as he liked to play up the over-protective father role, he knew she was responsible enough to make her own decisions.)

Maybe the boy didn't realize it, but Ginny's sarcasm had to come from somewhere. "Zac, there is no doubt in my mind that you are and extremely arrogant boy with no respect for that particular girl, as you are once again acting as if Ginny isn't in the room and one hundred percent capable of answering you on her own." Thankfully, that's exactly what his daughter did.

But then Zac stole some post-its and gave her his phone number. "Well, I actually do mind...." James mumbled, but it was too late.

Thankfully, the teenager finally got around to talking about something other than his daughter. "If you already spoke to the residence director, than do you really think I'm going to attempt to overturn that decision?" Even if he could, he wouldn't, at least not at the moment. It would take a lot more of Zac being really annoying to get James to do anything. "Yes, Xander reallycan communicate with ghosts, and he probably has enough to deal with without you making it worse. Has he actually gone into your room? If not, then I don't know if you can justify a move."

And he had nothing else to say about anyone worshiping anyone, because just then his phone rang, and he gestured to the two teenagers to shut up. "Hello Willow, how is it going?" If they didn't, they were getting kicked out... or at least Zac was.

[Ginny Campbell]

"My mom isn't meta..." Ginny informed Zac, ignoring the first comment and the accompanying leering. "And genetics are complicated, just because a trait manifests in both parents doesn't mean it will manifest in the offspring. Didn't you take Biology, or did you take Imitating Liberace 101 instead?"

She raised an eyebrow at his explanation of his power. That actually sounded like it was a fun power, but she couldn't tell him that. He obviously didn't need any encouragement with that swollen head of his. So instead she turned down his offer of a demonstration with, "No, thanks, your impersonation of an ass has been a good enough demo."

She accepted the post-it notes without comment, giving them a cursory glance before shoving them into her jeans pocket. She had no intention of calling Zac herself, but she could find a very good use for his number. For instance, handing it out to other arrogant boys who wanted to hook up with her. Much easier than making up a number to pass out to the more stubborn specimen. And if his number found its way onto bathroom walls...well, she wasn't going to take responsibility for that.

She felt bad for Zac's roommate and she hadn't even met him; ghosts were probably a lot better company than the pain in the ass the animal mimic was proving to be.

But before she could formulate an appropriately snide remark on that situation her father was gesturing at them to be quiet. Right, quiet. She could do that. She leaned over to pull a text book out of her bag, studiously burying her nose in a random chapter in an attempt to tacitly inform Zac that he wasn't going to draw her into conversation while her dad was on the phone...Not that she had much faith this would work. During their brief encounter he'd already made a (poor) impression with his overwhelming tenacity.

[Zachary LaRousse]

”Nah. I didn’t bother with Biology too much. Or Genetics, for that matter. But thanks for the crash course though, I think I have enough for the exam I’m having on Thursday,” said Zac with a wink. A blatant lie though, as despite Zac’s arrogant and asshole-ic attitude, Biology and Genetics do interest him greatly, much more than Physics or Algebra. Then again, he figured he didn’t need to advertise that to Ginny; she’d probably think he’s simply saying that to impress her (and while he is, in such a context, it would most likely be viewed as a bluff). He’s bragged enough about himself to Ginny for a day anyway; his quirks would have to wait some other day, he thinks.

It didn’t take enhanced perception to note that Dr. Campbell and her daughter are already fed up with the Prince. Whatever patience the good doctor has for the him, Zac obviously burned it up already. And while he did expect some sort of explosion from either him or his daughter sooner or later, he didn’t expect the somewhat simultaneous eruption of the two. It goes without saying that he was taken aback by such an assault, and what plans he had for flirting with Ginny more was burned to crisp. “Woah. Now I know where Ginny gets all her sass,” he chuckled weakly, hoping to alleviate the Campbells’ fiery disposition.

“Gone to my room eh?” His hand unconsciously went to his chin and assumed the infamous scheming position as Zac tried to think of possible loopholes to get rid of his unfortunate roommate. As it was, he found none. Yet. “I don’t think he has, but yeah, who knows,” he shrugged, sinister plan in mind. “Thanks for the input Dr. Campbell.”

Undoubtedly his wisest move just yet, Zac took his cue to leave when Dr. Campbell grabbed his phone and signaled them to be quiet. He’s got Dr. Campbell’s input about his roommate issue, and even met the ‘elusive’ Ginny Campbell, so he figures he’s done for the day. After giving Dr. Campbell and Ginny a seemingly respectful bow, he quietly tried to make his way to the door, sending Ginny a ‘call-me’ sign before closing the door behind him.

Not so bad, if he could say so himself.