Rainy day OPEN

[Zachary LaRousse]

Luckily it didn’t take much to wake Sleeping Beauty up. For the record, Zac never considered kissing Annaleigh would wake her up (that or it never really crossed his mind). He was never the creepy-type, and despite knowing thinking that Annaleigh likes him, he was never the one to push himself to her. Nope, his pride wouldn’t allow that. If ever they were to have a kiss while one is asleep, Zac would rather he be ‘sleeping beauty’ than ‘prince charming’. ‘Cause he thinks he’s just so irresistible like that.

He let a sigh of relief escape him as he saw Anna’s eyes open. He could just imagine the punishment he’ll receive from his father (and their stuffy clan leaders) if they ever find out Zac was alone in his dorm with a sleeping girl. They wouldn’t ask for an explanation, they’d just unleash all hell on him right away (well his dad would listen to him, and would probably lessen the punishment, but punishment is punishment still). He couldn’t take another allowance cut, or any other cruel thing they could think of. “Thank goodness,” he mumbled, leaning to the back of the couch as he felt his chest got lighter.

Zac was worrying about himself so much that he didn’t catch Anna’s frustrated question nor her rather grumpy demeanor. When he turned back to her again, all he saw was the rather apologetic Annaleigh, embarrassed about her sudden trip to dreamland. “Sort of,” he chuckled, “You’ve been out for about 5 or so minutes, I think, so it’s more of a nap than a sleep really.”

“You know if you’re tired, you just tell me you know,” he smiled. True, Zac was a jerk, but he does have his moments. “I mean, we could always continue our talk like, tomorrow or the other day. Now that I know you’re around, I’ll be sure to put an eye out for you.”

[Annaleigh Valentine]

Anna stretched and squirmed when she woke up, her joints already falling asleep. She sat up fully after a few minutes and frowned, pushing her hands through her hair. She noticed that he didn’t notice her being grumpy, but did notice her embarrassment. Great, he probably thought she liked him more now. Oh well she couldn’t help it. “Five minutes?” She said frowning. She thought it woulda been longer than that. But no matter, sleep was sleep, even if it was only five minutes.

Then Zac said something that completely struck Anna by surprise. She never saw him as someone who’d be alright with her just leaving to sleep. She smiled and shook her head. “No, I’ll be fine.” She said smiling. “I don’t really get a lot of sleep usually, so five minutes is actually more than I get most days.” She said. Smiling she glanced up at Zac. “Besides, you said we were going to get coffee, and since I just fell asleep I’d rather get that sooner rather than later.” She said as she stood up quickly.

Anna was attempting to be as nice as she possibly could. Though she couldn’t say that she liked Zac, she could be nice when someone was nice to her. And she definitely was a lot nicer to anyone after sleep. She just hoped that Zac didn’t ask why she didn’t get much sleep.

[Zachary LaRousse]

Lucky for Annaleigh, Zac wasn’t quite in the mood to tease her about the whole crush thing yet. Her sudden slumber in his room caused quite the worry in Zac’s mind that when she woke up, it was as if a huge thorn was dislodged from his body. His mind was still in a state of rejoicing (about not being punished) and while his conceited thoughts are slowly making a recovery, it’ll take quite a while before they take over. “Seems to me I should’ve taken my time arranging my stuff,” he laughed, “I mean, I didn’t want to make you wait so I used my powers to speed things up.”

His eyes drifted to the couch and saw the wet marks Anna accidentally made. If Anna was, say Horus or Samuel, he would’ve shouted at them for making a mess right away. But Anna was different. “I forgot, are you cold?” he asked, “I mean, you’re still in your wet clothes. I think I have some dry clothes that you can wear if you like. No worries, they’re girl clothes.” He chuckled when he realized the sudden implication of what he just said. “And nope, I don’t cross dress nor do I have homosexual tendencies. They’re new, I can assure you.” While this may seem like a good guy act to almost everyone, Zac offered some of his leftover clothes more for his benefit than hers. He has no intention of letting Anna get in his car, much less be seen in town or school, with her wet ensemble.

“Less than five minutes of sleep per day?” he titled his head at Anna’s statement. Why? Is she an insomniac? Or is she like L.C., a person who can’t sleep due to the side effects of her powers? “If you don’t mind me asking, why?”

[Annaleigh Valentine]

Anna sat there and laughed shaking her head as he said he should have taken his time. “Oh probably not, you may not have been able to wake me for a few hours then.” She said as she rubbed her arm slightly. Then she got curious. “What is your, uhm, ability?” She asked curiously before she pushed one of her soaked sleeves up.

Frowning slightly, Anna looked down as she realised that she was still soaked to the bone. Oops. Blushing she looked up at him slowly. “You don’t mind do you?” She asked slowly. To be honest, Anna didn’t really mind that he owned girls clothes, she had kinda expected it. She hoped that it wasn’t something too expensive but she knew that it probably would be if a thousand dollars was cheap. But dry clothes were dry clothes right?

Then he asked her about why she got five minutes of sleep per day. She frowned and bit her lip. “Well, I don’t always get less than five minutes a day, I had something like three hours in the past week.” Anna said calmly. Sighing she looked down at her hands. “I dream walk, well, dream wander more than anything, and I don’t like invading other people’s dreams, so I try not to sleep so I don’t have to do it.” She admitted, not entirely sure why she had admitted this out loud.

[Zachary LaRousse]

Zac could only laugh in amusement. He was pretty much surprised that Anna hasn’t heard of him. It was a huge blow in Zac’s ego. He was Hammel’s self-proclaimed crown prince – he was a school celebrity. He’d worked hard to get to that spot. If this was a normal encounter, Zac would’ve been furious. Lucky for Anna, Zac already knows her special situation (i.e. reclusion for the past few years) that he just shrugged it off as another one of Anna’s adorable quirks. At least she wasn’t affected by whatever black propaganda the people envious of him had spread.

“Well, I’m a mimic, basically,” he said confidently. He cocked his head to the side, his bangs moving along with him. He leaned back, spreading his arms over the top of the couch (and inevitably behind Annaleigh as well). “But unlike most mimics in the school, I can only mimic mammals. You know, dogs, cats, lions, bears, buffalos. I don’t transform to them, but I somehow become them, if you know what I mean.” Zac’s ability is a bit complicated and it takes a while to be understood – even people who’ve experienced it (i.e. Zac and his trainer, Jude) have problems verbalizing the sensation easily.

“Of course not, it’s not like I’ll use them anyway,” he chuckled, finding her question both ridiculous yet cute all at the same time. And besides, it’ll be Zac’s chance to show off, as long as she knows her brand names. “So, what would you like? A skirt, pants or shorts? A blouse, a tube top or what?” he paused for a bit, as if thinking deeply about the whole thing, “I know, why don’t I just bring the rack out and you can choose from it? That would be easier, right?”

“Oh” was all that Zac could say. He’s heard of dreamwalkers before, and it seems sleepless nights really are a problem for them. Fortunately he didn’t develop such an ability. He hates eye bags more than even. “So you haven’t managed to control it all this time?” he asked. Zac prides himself for grasping control of his powers easily, and has a huge tendency to look down on others who have not. Hopefully that wouldn’t be the case with Anna.

[Annaleigh Valentine]

Anna felt a little uncomfortable when he explained his powers, that was something useful, unlike how Anna thought about hers. She was interested about his powers though. It seemed like a very interesting power. “I think I get it.” She said smiling. Though her brain wasn’t fully working she got the words ‘mimic mammals’ so she was just assuming.

She laughed and shook her head slightly. “If you have pants and a t-shirt it would be enough.” She said shrugging. Anna was definitely not someone who liked anything fancy. She then smiled and nodded. “Yeah I’m sure that would be easier.” She said slowly before trying to warms her arms up.

Smiling slightly Anna looked up at him and shook her head. “No, it’s not that I haven’t managed to control it.” She said slowly. “It’s that I haven’t tried, I don’t want this, never asked for it so I don’t try to control it, I try to ignore it, I try not to sleep so that I don’t have to go into anyone’s dreams. It seems like such an invasion of privacy, and some of them just shouldn’t be seen by anyone else but the person dreaming.” She said slowly before sighing. It was always a bit confusing when people thought she couldn’t control her powers when in fact she just didn’t try.

[Zachary LaRousse]

“Good. Not everyone gets my powers when I first explain it to them. Not that I can blame them. I mean, my power’s very unique, unlike telepathy or telekinesis, no offense,” he said smugly. Despite the ruckus it has caused and the various gossip that started because of him not having a mental-power despite being a LaRousse, Zac was pretty much amused with his ability. Never once did he wish he had another. Sure at times he wishes he had, say mind control or shapeshifting, but he’d never trade his powers for that any day. He likes it that his powers are unique, that he’s more or less the only meta to manifest such an ability. It made him feel more powerful, more special, more superior.

“Give me a sec,” Zac said as he stood up and walked towards one of the two empty rooms. He opened the door and after a few seconds, dragged a long rack of women’s clothes and accessories. Skirts and pants and shorts, blouses and shirts and more. There’s even two baskets underneath the rack for accessories and even underwear. “There, choose at your heart’s content Lei,” he smiled, ushering the girl to the said rack. He then flopped back to the couch then added, “Don’t be shy. As I said, I don’t use and am not planning to use them anyway. You can have them.”

As he sat down and looked at Anna while she was looking through the clothes, he thought about what she said. “You haven’t tried controlling your powers?” he mumbled, “Why? It’s not like you asked to have such an ability. They couldn’t blame you.” Zac wouldn’t want people walking into his dreams and peering into his subconscious too, but the thought of not training because you feel like you’re doing something bad just seems so odd to him. “Then why did you even come to Hammel if you won’t train?”

[Annaleigh Valentine]

She shrugged slightly. “Doesn’t offend me, I don’t have telepathy or telekinesis so it doesn’t bother me.” She said shrugging again. To be honest Annaleigh didn’t know anything about the LaRousse family, she didn’t care, but she knew not to say that out loud. Anna didn’t want to upset him, even if she wasn’t interested him, she didn’t like upsetting anyone.

When he came out with all the clothes Anna’s eyes went wide. “Wow, that’s a lot of clothes.” She said as she stood up and started flicking through them. She was trying to find something that didn’t look too expensive and that was also pretty but not too over dressy. There was a lot of pretty dressy clothes that Anna wouldn’t wear, but quite a few that Annaleigh would wear.

Glancing back at Zac she frowned. “Are you sure? I mean these don’t look cheap, I can seriously borrow an outfit from all of this?” Anna was feeling shocked that one he owned this many woman’s clothes if he never used them, and two he was willing to just give her the clothes to borrow.

When he questioned her about the reasons she didn’t try controlling her powers she made sure to be looking through her clothes over anything else. “It’s not that I haven’t tried so to speak. I just don’t like trying it, I mean you have to go through other people’s dreams.” Anna pulled out a pair of pants and looked them over, oh she could be a serious shopper if she wanted to. “It’s not like it’s easy, some of the dreams are so personal, so it’s hard to try to try and control it when you don’t want to do it.” Anna glanced back at Zac. “It’s kinda complicated.”

When it came to why she was at Hammel, Anna sighed slightly. She pushed her hair back and looked down at her feet. “Where else could I go?” Anna asked slowly. The truth was she was with her adoptive parents and she didn’t want to burden them with this. “Besides, you think some of the people who come to get the students would let an untrained meta walk around?” She laughed slightly and shook her head. “Besides, I do have to train some times, but I just don’t try much.” She said simply, picking a shirt up and examining it, it was cute and her style and she was pretty tempted to borrow it.

[Zachary LaRousse]

Lucky for Anna, Zac wasn’t a mind reader. If he found out that she has no idea who the LaRousses are, he’d be surprised, devastated and perhaps even a little furious. To him, his lineage is his solid proof that he is in fact superior to most (if not all) meta-humans – that he’s not just some fool who draws his arrogance from thin air. He’s true and he’s real. And he’s here to stay. (Yey for melodrama).

Zac couldn’t help but smile as he saw Anna’s delighted surprised face. Somehow expected, but not really unwanted. “It is? Meh. Compared to my wardrobe, that’s nothing,” he replied, blowing up and shaking his head a bit to get his bangs off his forehead. His closet extends to the two empty rooms, a practice he’s started ever since his 2nd year in Hammel. Hopefully the administration won’t catch and reprimand him, or worse, give him and Horus a new roommate. Zac couldn’t live with just a small cabinet, no he cannot.

Feeling a little thirsty, he stood up and walked by Anna, giving her a light pat on the shoulder when he heard her question. “Of course I am Lei. Do you think I just dragged all those designer clothes just to make you feel insignificant and unimportant? What am I, a freak?” he chuckled as he opened the fridge and looked for a cold bottle of water. While he really was going to let Anna borrow, or even have, the clothes she’ll like, his statement did contain some truth in them. As said before, Zac would never be really generous if it he’d gain nothing from it. By letting her borrow from his extensive clothes collection, not only is he showing off his wealth, he’s also telling her that he’s a generous gentleman, somehow. Zac rarely does something he didn’t think twice before hand.

He finally found a nice water bottle and drank from it while Anna’s explaining her side. He never really thought about how Hammel trains those with powers that deal with the mind. Pyrokinetics or weather-manipulators seem relatively easy to train, but how do you hone mind-control? Or memory manipulation? Or in Anna’s case, dreamwalking? He’s never give much thought to it before, and it sure baffled him now. “I think I somehow understand what you mean,” he said between gulps, and this time, he is really into the whole issue, “I don’t think I’d like it when people walk into my subconscious too.” But it doesn’t mean he’d mind walking into others’.

“You’re right. Sorry, I didn’t mean to sound offensive or anything,” he added, going opposite Anna and looking through the rack too. “So you haven’t had a decent sleep in what, five years? Isn’t that hard? How do you keep your skin in tiptop shape? Eye bags are the worse.” Zac could imagine plastic surgery or something, but given that she doesn’t even go to a spa that often, that was an impossibility. He absentmindedly grabbed three hangers and said, “Ohh, that’s cute, though I think this would suit you better. Or maybe this one. Or this. I don’t know. Nevermind. Haha.”


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Sorry for the late reply Ashers. Zac!muse got moody. >.<
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[Annaleigh Valentine]

She glanced over at him and smiled. “Your wardrobe must be pretty extensive if this is nothing compared to yours, how much of it have you worn?” She asked slowly. Anna wore her clothes as much as she could, she had quite a few pairs of faded and holey jeans that some people thought was just the style that she’d bought, but in honest it was because she did wear them so much. No, Anna’s parents weren’t poor, she just understood the value of money and of each piece of clothing, and not just that, she hated wasting anything.

The pat was a bit condescending, but then again he was letting her borrow designer clothes, something she’d never actually owned, so she wasn’t going to snap at him in his moment of niceness. Though Anna still believed that Zac was going to be a very selfish person, but he was doing something that was pretty selfless so she wasn’t going to complain. “I’m just kinda in shocked.” She admitted.

Anna was still looking at different pants when he said that he thought he understood what she meant, turning back she smiled lightly. Shrugging slightly she laughed weakly at herself. “It’s bad when someone’s having a nightmare.” She said simply. Other people’s nightmares actually terrified her, because she was in a completely terrifying situation, no clue why she was in it and what was going on. And not forgetting that Anna couldn’t control it so she couldn’t pull herself out of it if it got too much for her. “I don’t like intruding on people’s personal space, and unfortunately intruding on someone’s dreams is one of the most personal things you can do.” Sighing again Anna shook her head. She was still going through the clothes to try and keep her mind off it even if it was only a little bit.

Nodding slightly she glanced at him. “Five years, it is hard but you just kinda go with it, I drink a lot of caffeine, if I do sleep I’ll sleep an hour or two and try to switch my brain off throughout the day so I don’t feel too stressed and stuff.” She couldn’t really explain how she did it but Anna coped. She couldn’t help but laugh when he asked about her skin. “Lots of moisturiser, and skin care products as well as knowing what works when it comes to makeup to make your skin look better than it actually is.” She said as she went through the clothes. Smiling as she looked at the clothes she picked up the second one he showed her. It was simple, pretty and very much her style. “I really like this one actually.” She said before she began looking for a pair of pants to go with it.

((No problem ))

[Zachary LaRousse]

“Let’s just say that I use more than half a dorm room just to house a quarter of my tops, and that doesn’t include my sweaters, jackets and coats yet,” Zac answered confidently. Boasting is really second-nature to him, and while it may be a bad thing most of the time, at least he makes it a point that he can back up whatever it is he’s claiming. “Of course I’ve worn all of them. I may be a bit on the trigger-happy side when I go shopping, but I don’t buy something if I don’t like it.” True, Zac has worn almost every article of clothing he’s bought (well, he tried; he may have missed two or three, but it’s not like he purposely left them out) but that doesn’t mean he’s worn them more than once. Wearing a shirt more than twice is already an achievement. Thrice would mean it’s a favorite. Five times denotes sentimentality already.

“Well don’t be. You’d have to get used to that if you want to hang out with me a lot,” Zac chuckled. While it is true that he spends a lot on himself, he doesn’t mind splurging on his friends too, partly because he likes to show off and partly because he truly cares (though he wouldn’t admit it). And when Zac spends on his friends, he really spends a lot. From simple ice cream treats and spa treatment, to designer bags and out-of-the-country trips, he’s done it all. So really, being friends with Zac does have its benefits, as long as you can survive his incessant bragging of course.

Zac was stumped when Annaleigh said that it’s trouble when she gets stuck to someone who’s having a nightmare. “Wait, so you can’t control people’s dreams?” he tilted his head in confusion. If she can’t alter a person’s dream, what’s the point of her power then? Zac knew that meta-human powers can go from the something very simple to something out of this world, but he has to admit, a power like hers was one of the oddest things he’s encountered.

“I think I’d die if that happened to me. Hell, it’ll be a miracle if I survived a day.” No wonder Zac hasn’t seen her these past few years; she’s probably very tired from trying to stay awake all the time that she’s always locked in her room. Truly, compared to others, he got it off easy. “You should tell me what products you’re using then,” he laughed, riding along Anna’s joke. It was just a simple joke, right? (He’d kill himself for not knowing the existence of such products if ever they are true.)

Zac placed his water bottle on top of one of the side tables so he can scan the clothes rack easier. “You don’t have to wear that if you want to. Really, if you want you can have the shirt that you previously had with you,” he walked over and grabbed the said shirt, “You can wear it. Or better yet, just take them both.” He scanned through the bottoms but unfortunately, he can’t find one that’ll work. “Seems I’m not much a fashionista when it comes to women’s clothes. I’ll let you decide how you’ll mix and match that up.” He flopped back to the couch, smiling as he crossed his legs and grabbed his water bottle for a drink.

[Annaleigh Valentine]

Anna’s eyes went wide when he said that half his dorm had some of his clothes in and he hadn’t finished. “Wow, that’s a lot.” She said. Anna definitely didn’t understand why someone needed that many clothes. Pressing her lips together slightly she continued to go through the clothes, smiling as she continued to pick out this and that. Of course Anna wouldn’t ask how many times he’d worn it, but she was impressed that he had actually worn everything.

She blushed and shook her head when Zac said that. “I wouldn’t want anyone spending money on me, so don’t think you have to or anything alright?” She asked slowly. Anna didn’t want him to think that she was staying in his company because she wanted him to buy her things. That was definitely wrong. She was staying here because she was a nice person and he seemed to be quite nice…for now anyway.

Anna frowned and laughed shaking her head. “No of course I can’t control people’s dreams. I mean I can talk to someone in their dreams but no, can’t control them, just like someone who’s telepathic can’t control someone else’s thoughts just can hear someone else’s thoughts.” Of course if Anna did ever go into someone’s dreams she definitely didn’t attempt to talk to them, she mostly tried to hide away from them.

She shrugged. “You kinda just deal with it. I mean if I could I’d get rid of my ability, but I can’t so I just deal, and not in the best way that I could really.” Anna frowned at herself slightly. She knew that it was pretty bad what she did, but she couldn’t help it. Smiling at him slightly and shrugged. She did use a lot of moisturiser and skin products, but every person’s skin was different, so she was just going to let him think that she was joking.

When he said she could have them both, Anna tried to ignore it, she wasn’t going to borrow two expensive shirts. She’d be too scared they’d get ruined. Looking through she picked out a pair of pretty simple jeans and shrugged. “This will do.” She said simply. She definitely wasn’t someone who dressed up so she was just getting them for day wear. So jeans were perfect, simple, and cute.

[Zachary LaRousse]

Zac was enjoying every minute of this particular encounter. Having the chance to show off how pretty loaded he is compared to others (which may or may not be to the target’s favor or amusement) really makes his day. Forget the fact that his relatively new shoes got muddy or that he had to pull in the convertible cover as he drove home, at least he met someone new (to his eyes apparently) and showed off his impressive clothes collection. Not only that, if his new ‘friend’ was still up for it, they’d go out for a cup of coffee, which could only mean more opportunities to showcase his superiority.

He smiled inwardly as he saw Anna’s eyes widen in surprise. “Oh pshaw, it’s nothing,” shrugging it off as if having a room full of clothes is normal. Despite seeing the face a dozen of times already, it still makes him flattered and happy. For Zac, it’s not a matter of need. Really, when you have one of the richest man in the world as your father, with a couple of precogs that could predict any eventuality in the stock market, matter manipulators (or alchemists) that can create back-up riches in a blink of an eye, and many other skilled workers, why worry? Just buy and buy and buy. As if the world could turn and metas suddenly find themselves powerless.

“Spending on you? Why would I be spending on you?” Again, a response Zac knows all too well. After all, not all people would admit using the other for his advantage. But really, who’d believe that nowadays? Before, Zac did believe that most people hang around him because they like him. But that was three-four years ago, when he was still a kind kid who, despite being bratty, loved everyone. He still spends on people nowadays, but he prefers not to refer at them as friends anymore. The experience made him colder and much more cynical of the world, hence his sarcasm and general jerk-ness. “Don’t think about it like that Lei, I’m a naturally generous person,” an obvious lie, making him chuckle, “Really, it’s nothing.” (Generous somehow denotes some selfless will behind the giving, something Zac does not have. He likes to give people stuff, if only to glorify him further, as previously established.)

Zac shook his head when Anna said she can’t control dreams, only wander through. To Zac, any ability that doesn’t possess the potential harm on the target is pretty useless. Sure telepathy may allow you to know the inner workings of a person but after that, so what? Unless you use that knowledge “wisely”, which only some people possess the willpower to do, to Zac, it’s worthless. Yes, Zac’s pretty manipulative like that. “That’s sad,” he mumbled.

If Annaleigh was a bit more comfortable around him, Zac would’ve told her that it really wasn’t the best way to cope up with a power. That she should’ve trained rather than holed herself in her room. That she wasted all her four years in Hammel trying to avoid sleep when in fact she could’ve savored it early on. Fortunately, he managed to hold his tongue. He knew Lei was still struggling to keep up with his jabs and retorts, so he just let it slide with a simple “Oh, I see” and a superficial sympathetic nod.

“Lovely.” It seems Annaleigh has quite the taste in clothes, which is not really bad in Zac’s book. “You can use the bathroom or the two rooms to change in if you’d like,” he said, pointing at the two supposedly empty rooms across the hall. Inwardly he’s wishing she’d use one of the two rooms, which would mean more chance of showing how well off he is. Yes, forgive Zac and his uncontrollable need to rub the fact that he’s more blessed than most people.

[Annaleigh Valentine]

In all honesty, Anna was not here for him to brag, but it kept him in a pretty good mood which was better than nothing right? Annaleigh was not bothered about how much money someone had, she was bothered that they were interesting or that they enjoyed her company for her. So far she wasn’t sure if Zac enjoyed her company, or just enjoyed showing off in front of her, she was guessing it was most probably the latter.

If it was nothing then they both lived in very different worlds. Anna didn’t know the world that Zac did, in fact she knew the complete opposite, she knew that she had to deal with how much money she was given and she knew what a hard life was. In fact inside she knew that she was going to be the complete opposite to Zac in every single way. Would she show him that? Would she explain that? Hell no. This was something she never spoke about ever, she wasn’t going to start now especially with someone like Zac.

This idea of what he was like was reinforced by how he talked about how the money was nothing. In Anna’s eyes it was a hell of a lot more than nothing. “Generousity or not, I’m not here because I want stuff or because you’re willing to give it to me, that’s not the type of person I am. So don’t think you have to give me anything alright?” She said. Anna hated people thinking that she was something she wasn’t, she hated people thinking she wasn’t friendly because she didn’t talk much, she hated people thinking she was angry a lot because they caught her in a bad mood, and she definitely did not like it when she was presented as the type of person people usually are, and someone think that she’s out for her own selfish ways instead of wanting things for others. That definitely was not what Anna was, she was grateful for what she got, and she wouldn’t take things she didn’t deserve most of the time.

Anna didn’t understand why he said it was sad, and she wasn’t going to ask. If he thought her ability was bad, she wouldn’t disagree with him, she thought it wasn’t very good either, but for different reasons to what Zac thought.

Looking over at him she smiled. “I thought you’d have said more than that.” She admitted. Anna knew the way she tried to control her powers wasn’t good, she didn’t need to be told that. It wouldn’t help that, it was just the way she reacted to her powers, some took them really well, some didn’t like them. She was in the second category.

Smiling she nodded and headed to one of the rooms. It seemed like a better idea than the bathroom. A boys bathroom was something that she’d prefer not to see, horror stories about how disgusting they could be always put her off. Of course she expected that Zac wouldn’t or couldn’t deal with a disgusting bathroom, but still she’d rather stick with a room that wasn’t a bathroom to change in.

[Zachary LaRousse]

Zac could only smile when Annaleigh kept insisting that she was not with Zac for the freebies. He wasn’t saying that in the first place, and he would never say that to her (unless they got into an argument and he really felt used), so it was really amusing that she kept on defending herself. “Fine, fine,” he said, finally agreeing to drop the subject, “You do not hang out with me for my money. Never did, never will.” He even raised his right arm and crossed his chest to somehow say that he serious about it, which only produced a rather comical effect. “But that doesn’t mean I can shower you with stuff whenever I feel like it right?” he winked.

While Zac was enjoying the opportunity to brag, he was also enjoying the time he has with Annaleigh. True, it started off as with a rather flirtatious intention, but now that he’s hearing more about who she is and whatnot, she seemed more interesting than his usual targets. She’s not that typical fangirl who Zac can swoon easily with his eyes and smile. And she wasn’t a stuck-up bitch too who won’t even talk to Zac, thinking they’re all so high and mighty for him. She’s somewhere between the two and yet some other category altogether. It was weird and confusing, but all so amusing. And the fact that she kept on insisting she wasn’t there for the money just made her cuter in Zac’s eyes.

He was actually surprised that Annaleigh said she was expecting more than a simple ”Oh I see”. Was he too obvious or predictable already? “Me? What made you think that?” he asked, cocking his eyebrows to tell her nothing’s wrong, even drinking water casually from his bottle to remove all traces of suspicion, “Maybe I did want to say something, maybe I didn’t. I think it’s the subject for another discussion.” Yes, that seems to be the perfect diversion. Annaleigh was far too interesting to offend now. Maybe if he wasn’t that amused of her yet, he’d say it, but right now, no. It can wait.

-xxx-

He reached out for the TV remote as Annaleigh headed out to the rooms to change. He absentmindedly jumped from channel to channel, hoping to find something to entertain him for the time being. “Gosh, 200+ channels and not one that is remotely interesting,” he said, throwing the remote across the couch. As Max Russo kept blabbering nonsense to keep Jerry Russo from discovering what Alex and Justin did (as Zac stopped trying to look for a suitable channel when he reached Disney), Zac could feel himself slowly drifting to the realm of sleep, his eyes becoming heavier and heavier as time passes by. Seems a day of shopping has finally taken its toll on Zac.