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[Jayson Michaels]

Jay had felt like a jackass since his sister and his little fight. He figured Trix would get over it. Sure he said something a tad mean about her sister asking for the molestation, but he was pissed. She could not blame him. At least thats how Jay's mind worked. He was well aware he was an asshole. He figured his sister would come around and ask for his forgiveness soon enough. She was not stupid.

Jay loved school, except it was too damn early in the morning. He hated that part of it. Jay would have preferred to have school in the afternoon so he could sleep. He needed his beauty rest and Jay was no man that wimped out and went to bed at 10pm like some idiots. So he usually slept past his alarm. Jay ended up speeding to school as usually making it with time to spare cause this was Jay and he could do that crap and get away with it.

He got out of his car and walked like he owned the place. Cause he did. Guys idolized him and girls loved him. What more could a guy ask for. he made his way down the hall, checking out the ass on some of the women. He was picking in his mind just who he would love to roll around in bed with. So many choices.

Jay stooped in front of his locker and turned the dial as a woman walked by. "Now thats a fine looking..." He said with a whistle to anyone within walking distance. He just laughed waiting for a comment from someone. Cause Jay thought all guys would think like him...but if a woman over heard the comment then he was sure she would offer to show him her ass. he would win either way...at least in his mind he would...

[Dena Zouvelekis]

Dena had two moods when it came to the morning. On the odd occasion, she could be just a bit moody and quiet, and it usually took until halfway through her first class for her to start perking up. It was a rare mood for her though, and only happened if she really didn’t get enough sleep. Usually though, she was one of those really bright, up and early kind of people, raring to go as soon as she opened her eyes. Which often annoyed the more sleep loving members of the community who weren’t quite ready for a Dena assault on their senses first thing in the morning. That more common mood was what she was experiencing now, but to an even worser degree, judging from the beaming smile on her face. She most definitely didn’t get enough sleep the night before, but the fact that the reason she didn’t get enough sleep was she spend a good part of the night talking to Caitlin via webcam, she couldn’t help but feel super cheery.

She wandered the school hallways now, with no real purpose in mind, her main focus being on the phone in her hand. She was trying to think of a cutesy good morning message to send Caitlin. It was hard to top the last night’s (or was that this morning’s?) goodbye in a few short words in a text message though, given it had taken about half an hour for them to stop saying goodbye.

The implication of a cute girl did get her attention and it was enough to get her attention away from her phone to look at said girl in question. Then she pulled her gaze away from the girl onto the guy who pointed her out in the first place before shrugging lightly, the smile still on Dena’s face. “Well, she is nice.” she had to admit, staring back at her phone. “But she’s not really my type. I like them shorter. And cuter. With darker hair. And more bouncy.” She effectively described Caitlin. The tall blonde just didn’t cut her bread. “Um, what’s another word for cute?”

[Jayson Michaels]

Jay eyed the tiny little girl. She looked young. Young then the age he required to hit on a woman. Then again hitting on a woman was not rocket science. He had an age requirement for sleeping with a woman, but not hitting on her, now that he actually thought about it. Jay smiled at the young lady and leaned against the locker she was next too. "I think we have something in common. You have very good taste in your own sex." He smirked.

"Its a shame when the cute ones bat for their own team." He commented. When she asked about another word for cute he smiled, "There is always sexy....or if you want a less risque word go with pretty or beautiful. Most girls love a compliment either way , so you can't lose." Jay was beginning to think this morning was turning very up. Even if this girl batted for her own team...he could enjoy her company .

Jay looked the tiny girl over and thought it really was a shame she had two strikes against her. She was young and she seemed to know her women a little too well. Then again there was one strike cause Jay never believed a woman could be totally gay, but the age was the biggest problem. "For me the bounce depends on what is bouncing." He winked. "As for hair color, I agree I like darker cause lets face it they have more brains, but blond is never totally ruled out for me." He said.

"It's a pleasure to meet you...I am jay." He said in a soft voice. "Its not everyday I can share my views of the opposite sex with someone of the opposite sex."

[Dena Zouvelekis]

Dena had to agree with the guy, she did have great taste in girls. You didn’t spend as much time as she did checking out girls and enjoying ‘astrology’ to not be able to spot a cute girl from a mile away, or be able to pick the cute girls out from the pretty girls, and the beautiful girls. To her, there were no ugly girls, just degrees of cuteness. But a cute girl wasn’t necessary not as good looking as a beautiful girl, she just happened to look more cute than not. And cute was currently her type. She thought Caitlin fit well in all categories of cuteness, a rare trait, though she could be biased. She didn’t think so though. “Well, that’s cause I spend a lot of time looking.” she cheerily admitted, her fingers madly texting.

For a second she thought she heard wrong, and her head jerked up for just a fraction of a moment to look at the guy as if to confirm what she thought he said, before turning back to the message. Even if he was even further from her type than the leggy blonde, she certainly didn’t take offence to anyone calling her cute. And he knew she was gay now, or at least bi, so he was certain he didn’t mean anything by it, other than being nice. Besides, he was obviously too old for way, even if she did swing that way. And nothing could make her swing that way.

“Pretty, that’s a good one. Thanks!” she giggled cheerily, punching it in and after a few more button presses, the message was sent and she was putting the phone back into her pocket. She liked sexy, and clearly her girlfriend was, but she wasn’t sure if she should be sending that in a text message just yet, so she decided against it. This whole dating thing was rather tricky. “She’ll like that for sure.”

Another giggle again at the comment of bouncing. And it got her to think of bouncing in relation to Caitlin, causing a dreamy smile to light up her lips. “If she bounces, um, I’ve never noticed. Or stared.” she pointed out, the almost guilty look on her face making her not seem really convincing. “That’s true though. Not that I mind blondes either. Especially cheerleader blondes. They’re just so perky!”

“I’m Dena!” she introduced, doing a little bouncing herself from her eagerness. “Well, I do have a lot of views.” she laughed a little, and in a perfect case of timing, was distracted from saying anything else by the sight of the brunette, not quite short, but clearly pretty girl walking past both her and Jay. She watched until the girl was out of view before turning back to Jay, giving a thumbs up and a giggle.

“Hey, you’re tallish!” she pointed out, just in case Jay didn’t realise this. “I’ve got books at the top of my locker I can’t reach.” She demonstrated with the lockers behind her, going up on her tip-toes, stretching as much as she could, her t-shirt riding well above the top of her skirt, but it was quickly clear she was just a little short of the top and she set back down again. “Can you come with me to my locker, get my books for me?”