Living the Fantasy Life

[Reese Butler]

Reese rolled her eyes. "Of course you would not know perfect ankles and feet. You are not a shoe desinger. You don't focus on stuff like that" she said. "So really your not expert of course no one is in this school" she sigh dramatically. "Sure we have some fashionista's but many many people are just hopless and last season" she made a face. "You will never catch me in something last season, that is a horror to me" she shuddred. It would mean she was less then perfect and she refused to be that way. "Trust me we are not Romeo and Juliet, after all you are no Leonardo DiCaprio, and I am not a sniviling wimp like Juliet. How cowardly to pretend to kill yourself. How could she not know that would drive Romeo to the same" she rolled her eyes. "Why didn't she just sneak out of the city and they run off together, that is most reasonable thing to do." She did not realize that but that just showed she was no dumb blond and that she did pay attention in school. "Trust me I don't want to get physical with you either so no hurt feelings here" she said with a shrug.

She waited for him to give her his number. "Okay I gave you mine, now you were suppose to give me yours" she rolled her eyes. "Do women have to tell you men everthing" she said to him exasperated. The late bell rang and she stuff the piece of paper he handed her in the bottom of her purse. "Okay secret friend got to go. And yes you can watch my ass walk away" she smirked. She turned and headed down the hall, her hips going side to side with there natrual rhytm, she felt his eyes on her. Yeah he thought she was hot that was easy to see but she can let it go that he denies it.

[felipe]

Felipe threw Reese a grin, not even remotely pissed off by her attitude. He'd seen past it and knew she was faking it... Whether she relaised that or not was an unknown but it was enough that he knew.

He rummaged in his pocket and found an old till receipt. The ice cream place he'd been to the other evening. He quickly scribbled his number and then handed it across. "I also wrote my name as you must get countless boys handing you numbers," he said. Straight-faced. Was he jioking or serious. Hell, joking, of course! Then again, maybe she DID get more boys hitting on her than he realised. Perhaps they found her temper and moodiness attractive. She would bhave been an outright stunner without that aspect of her character.

He laughed at her parting comment and seeing as though full permission had been given he tilted his head to one side and surveyed her ass. She probably wouldn't give him the go ahead for that again so he might as well make the most of it!

"Not bad," he had to concede. Shame about the attitude that came with it but, in time, perhaps he could wear her down...

... just a little.

(wrapped methinks and a hugely fun thread! Thanks, Jade )