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[Peyton Saunders]

Well this weekend had proven to be quite fun and tiring. At least in the bedroom, but Peyton was not complaining. Either way Peyton had wanted to spend this morning sleeping in, but sadly she had to come to school. Peyton spent most of the morning wondering when she should give Isaac the cute little card she had.

It was cheesy, a homemade card, but the content it held was far from cheesy and was quite devilish actually. If anyone else read it their face would turn ten shades of red.It detailed ideas Peyton was having for them....in and out of a certain room. Either way she decided lunch would be a good time. She could slip it into one of his books in his locker. She did know his combo, and he knew hers.

Finally the last bell rang. Well the one that signaled lunch anyway. Which was sad she still had a whole other god awful period to go. Actually it was not that bad. Peyton liked school, but it could be annoying. Like a job. A forty hour a week job. It was no wonder a few of the kids did not have jobs. Peyton had no idea how other people did it. Then again she did not need the money. Peyton headed to Isaac's locker whistling as the other students were released from their classes.

She stopped at his locker and spun the conversation. Now the hard part. To figure out which books were his and which belonged to his locker partner. She opened the locker and looked through the contents. It was not hard to figure out which notebook belonged to her darling boyfriend. She knew him too well. She slipped the car inside so only he could find it and closed the locker. Anyone in that section knew this was not her locker.

So when someone gave her a look she just smiled and waved. "I guess I must be lost." She smirked as she walked away from the lockers with a silent laugh. She just prayed Seth did not find it. Of course Peyton knew of Seth he was from that famous family, but she was certain only Isaac would find it.

So she skipped down the hall not paying attention just thinking of ways to get out of the family dinner she was suppose to have tonight. Of course what happens when most people do not pay attention but a crash course. She was not even out of the hall. Although she doubted anyone would question her about the locker. She really doubted anyone even noticed, with a few exceptions of a few stares at first.

She felt her body collide with someone else's. Normally when that happened it was in a much different way but this was purely innocent. Peyton stumbled back but did not fall. Thank god cause right behind her was a trash can and she was not about to take a plunge into the ugly thing. It was one of those small ones that went inside the class room.

Finally Peyton looked up to see who ran into her, or who she ran into depending on how you viewed the situation. "Are you okay?" Was all she thought to ask for now.

She would decided how to proceed once the person spoke cause different people had to be handled in different ways. Was this person worthy of her being nice, or would they make a lovely addition to her list of possible friends she could make...if you considered the games she and Isaac played to be friendly. Of course not many people knew about the games. Which was the fun part.

[felipe]

Felipe had just left the cafeteria, having gone there to look for Jessica. No luck and so he'd left and opted to eat his lunch outside. His thoughts were a million miles away and he read a book as he walked, not even remotely focussed on his surroundings and lost in the story that was unfolding before his eyes.

The first awareness of company was when he rebounded off a soft body. Instinct came to the fore and he reached out to grasp the other person in the hope of preventing them being knocked to the floor.

He looked at the girl. Pretty. Brunette. He'd seen her around the campus but never actually spoken to her and had no idea of her name or really anything more than her hair colour.

"I'm fine," he reassured her. "But are you? I mean, I collided with you quite hard and for that I must apoligise. I should not have been reading whilst walking." Felipe offered a wry smile as he spoke. "I am Felipe," he added. "Felipe Vila Nova and while perhaps this wasn't the best way to meet you I am happy to do so." There. That was polite enough... wasn't it? He hoped so!

[Peyton Saunders]

Peyton rubbed her chest a little which did hurt, but the accent, well it was quite hot. Now this could get very interesting. "The pleasure is all mine." She gave him a cute smile. "I am Peyton. I assure you my pride is more hurt then anything else." This guy had definite victim ...friend written all over him. She would need to talk to Isaac.

"But um next time..maybe you might want to confine your reading to library's, classrooms, and where ever else you like to read. " She said in a sarcastic tone. This was Peyton being nice. She was not mushy, maybe a little flirty, but sarcasm was her way of dealing with people. It was nice. Felipe might not know her, but this was her being nice.

Peyton took the book, "Was it worth the crash?" She looked at the book flipping it over, and handling it with care. Peyton handed the book back. She eyed Felipe one more time, "Actually I could use your body for something. Are you strong? You look strong and ...well we shall see how strong you are....." Peyton gave him a smile, "Follow me." Sure she never said they were going to her car so Felipe could get a box that she was donating to some charity thing the school was doing.

Someone from the school was suppose to drop it off at the auction later that night since Peyton could not go. But she kind of wonder what Felipe would think of what she said about using his body. If he did not agree to help, then fine, but then again she had yet to say just why she needed his body.

[felipe]

Felipe dipped his head slightly, right hand splayed out across the region of his heart. "Desculpe," he offered once more. "You have my deepest apologies, Peyton. I will do as you suggest and refrain from reading in the hallways although that caused me to meet you so it can't be all that bad a habit, yes?" He threw her a grin back as she looked at his book. "It was very much worth it," he assured her.

He fell into step behind her, curious to know what she needed him for. To lift something perhaps. Or to reach an item that was too high up? Whatever it was he owed her the favour for almost knocking her to the floor. "I am at your disposal," he told her with an amused look on his face. He knew she was flirting a little and there was no harm in that - or in doing the same back.

They headed outside and around the back of the main building to where the cars were parked. He hoped she didn't have a flat tyre. While he could repair bicycle ones he'd never attempted those on a car. Luckily it wasn't that and he waited as she unlocked the boot of her car. No, they called it a trunk here, he seemed to recall.

A box was revealed. A large box at that and, Felipe rightly suspected, a heavy one. "Where are we taking this?" he asked as he hefted it experimentally. It wasn't too bad... He'd never admit if it was!

[Peyton Saunders]

"You're smooth I will give you that. I am sure lines like that work on most girls, but I have heard lines like that. But it is much appreciated." She told him with a quick wink. He had a point with what he said and it was so well delivered had Peyton not had a boyfriend this guy would have a ton of potential, but sadly another guy had gotten her with cheesy lines and then some.

"Those words are dangerous in front of a woman like me. I just might use you for more then this one round." Peyton let out a tiny evil laugh. Of the things she could do with this guy. She was not even thinking sexual, though she would never go there, cause Isaac was all she needed. But she could use him for more....he was definitely a tool at her finger tips. "Saying you ate at someone's disposal suggests you like to be used. Do you?" She asked him as they walked to her car.

She watched him pick up the box. "Its going to the office. Someone will pick it up after school. Its stuff from my dads record label." She told him. "So tell me...you are not from here obviously. You are not a Gould student cause I know all the Gould students which makes you Silver. " Peyton was good at bringing things together although it was not hard to figure that out anyway. "Where are you from? And what brings you to such a place as this?"

[felipe]

"Sadly I haven't had many opportunities to actually see if my lines have any affect. I haven't really been in town all that long." Felipe threw Peyton a grin. "But if a girl such as yourself appreciates them then I feel confident they will work on others!"

He listened as she continued to speak and his smile deepened, amusement evident in his dark eyes. "Do I like being used? Hmm..." He ran a hand over his chin. "I would say that depends on what I am being used for and," he added with a wink, "... who is doing the using."

"So to the office," Felipe stated. He frowned. "Which way is that again...?"

Peyton pointed and they set off.

"I am from Brazil," he replied. "Sao Paolo. Have you heard of it? It is even larger than Rio de Janeiro but not as well known. And yes, I am Silver. I have yet to actually see my proper chool as I have been here since we arrived in town. In fact, my first day was the one of the shootings. I have heard of trial by fire but that took it to extremes. My fmaily moved here as my father wnated to set up his own private practice. He is a dentist and its not easy to go alone back in Brazil. The USA is, after all, the Land of Opportunity, right?" he finished on a laugh.

"Enough of me, though. You are clearly far more interesting. What do you do for fun? Apart from use boys in ways I have yet to determine!"

[Peyton Saunders]

Peyton gave Felipe an amused smile. "You just might have potential after all." She told him. "Most guys are desperate and show it by being all needy and obvious that they are starved for female attention. But not you. I like a guy with confidence." She told him. It was true. Some guys could be seen drooling over some woman. Those guys were annoying. It was a confident man who could admit he might enjoy being used. "I could probably use you more in the future." Peyton's words were meant to be taken so many ways.

"You will find out soon enough." Peyton winked. He might be perfect. She just needed to talk to Isaac about their next plan. If not then Felipe could be a good friend, and flirtation. Although she was not a girly flirt. Peyton flirted with sarcastic comments and witty come backs. She liked how Felipe handled himself.

"I have never heard of where you are from, but I have been to Brazil. Its lovely there. My dad loves to travel to exotic places." She admitted to him. Believe me, you got the better end of the deal. Gould is much better then Silver, it was a shame you came on such a horrible day." She had never even seen that coming. It was day they would definitely not forget.

"So you want to know about me...thats going to cost you?" She said with a playful smile.

[felipe]

"Pay?" Felipe looked at Peyton with one eyebrow arched. "Or I can keep my dollars and ask around..." He shrugged a little, dark eyes gleaming with badly hidden laughter. "Of course, there's no saying if I will hear the truth of if it will be some kind of fabriction buuut... as you aren't prepared to tell me yourself what am I supposed to do?" He threw her a wink and they continued inside the main building towards the collection point for the charity donations.

"Ah but you'd love Sao Paolo," Felipe went on. "Sun, surf and a lot of pretty girls in bikinis." He paused. "Ok, so maybe you'd like the first two but there is also a fair number of boys. Then again, I don't know you even close to enough to make the assumption you prefer boys. For all I know the bikinis might take your eye!" He was trying to goad her, of course, into revealing something about herself. Felipe had a feeling he was tring in vain and he'd have no option but to find someone who could fill him in about Peyton as he had a feeling there was a lot behind her pretty face and flirtatious conversation.

"So if you won't tell me about yourself will you at least let me know what it is I am hauling across half the school for you? It's heavy enough to be a dead sheep." He looked at her sideways in wary suspicion. "Please tell me it is not a dead sheep!"