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Post by kimcora on Sept 29, 2011 18:04:19 GMT -5
When Paige heard her nickname float from Schwartz’s voice over the sound of music and people talking she couldn’t help a grin. She looked back at him and had to do a double take herself. “All right? It's totaly brill. And you look smashing! Could hardly tell where the stuffy old man went.” Posh joked, bumping his hip with hers as she linked arms with him and pulled him into the room. “Everyone, say hello to Matt.” She said to her group of more well-known friends. They all greeted him warmly, especially a few of the girl who gave him flirty once over looks. “Hold on a sec. I’ll be right back. Drinks are near the lab sink.” She said dropping Schwartz’s arm to go find Claire. Claire stood in front of the mirror, in the bathroom looking over her outfit. It was something of Posh’s that she had loaned her, obvious in difference of chest sizes. She fidgeted with the greyish teal shirt that was rather low cut and messed with the black skirt that wasn’t skank short but came at least to mid-thigh. Posh had taken her glasses from her, told her that she would just have to wear contacts or go blind, since she didn’t know they were for show. Claire heard the door open and found Posh behind her seconds later, a slightly annoyed frown on her face. “Come on, I’m not letting you miss the party by staying in here all day.” She grabbed Claire by the arm and turned her to face her. “And what have you done to the shirt, I told you, let it lower.” She pulled it down a bit further and pulled the skirt up. “Jeesh no one wearing my clothes is going to turn themselves into a nun! You looked like a proper square!” She said and Claire shook her head. “Posh, this is nice of you but I don’t do well in crowds-“ She said, trying to back pedal out but Posh ignored her protests and pulled her into the room. “Now look. Just smile and have a good time. Even though you're the American girl, everyones cool. If not I'll be sure to give them a nip or two got it kitten?” She said, all but taking a beer from a guy walking by and shoved it into Claire’s hands. “See Claire, even Matt looks relaxed.” Posh said when she made her way back to the group with Claire in tow. Claire looked up at the man, staring at him for a moment. He looked so familiar, but why didn't she recognize him. Posh elbowed her and gave her a slight look. “It’s Matt. M-A-T-T.” She said and Claire gave her a small nodd. "Hello Matt." She said rather quietly , still a bit curious why he looked so familiar.
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Post by vamperious on Sept 29, 2011 19:13:27 GMT -5
Talking to a few girls with a grin that he knew the girls liked, he watched as Posh left to look for some one. He didn't know who but she left- grabbing a beer for himself he felt relaxed not having to be hostile towards Natalie-as she always tried to invade his personal space. Putting the bottle to his lips he continued talking to the girls. "yeah-the party is brill. ---" He stopped talking when Posh told a girl who he was. “It’s Matt. M-A-T-T.” He looked her up and down and he couldn't help the smile come his lips. "Dishy- very dishy...Good job Posh, And who might you be?" He was wearing his casual clothes but he was sure she would have recognized him, if not he was in luck. Posh did however having been in his class so long and she knew him a student before he taught.
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Post by kimcora on Sept 29, 2011 22:51:12 GMT -5
(Lol I thought it would be interesting if Claire was sort of oblivious for a little bit. she’s a bit of inner blonde, and besides she’s so awkward she really isn’t paying a lot of attention lol)
Claire heard the voice and felt the same sense of familiarity hit her. He reminded her of a person, possibly another student from class. Or maybe…well his eyes looked just like the Professor’s but the professors hair was longer and…come to think of it she hadn’t seen Schwartz anywhere… . Then again if he was Schwartz wouldn’t he know her name already? Posh watched Claire’s confusion taking place and just thought the banter with Claire was just Schwartz’s way of not making people treat him differently for being a teacher. “Thank you, it wasn’t easy with this one!” She laughed, making Claire narrow her eyes “I can dress myself Posh. I just don’t like things this-well-“ “Oh . Just accept that I’m just that good.” Claire rolled her eyes a bit and looked to Matt. “It’s Claire. But what does dishy mean?” She said and flinched a little when a girl laughed beside her. “So this is the American Posh told us about.” One of the girls said watching as Claire put the beer that Posh had handed her, far away from her on one of the built in lab tables. “Cute isn’t she?” Another one said, though her smirk gave away the fact cute meant something entirely different. “Mmhm just as blah as the last one..” Claire looked to the girls, confused as to what they meant, and smiled sweetly. “Thank you but, I don’t quite like being called the American. It would be like me calling you the Brits.” She said and the girls looked to one another before laughing and walking off to be with the other guys. Claire blinked, not understanding why they would be laughing. Posh leaned a bit closer to her, whispering, “Claire...you know just have a quick drink and loosen up a little. You look like you’re going to bolt for the door.” Claire shook her head quickly. “Nah I’m fine..” She said though she was far from it. She didn’t like being in an cramped place full of people, especially not dressed in a way that would draw eyes. She didn’t even have her glasses to hide behind at the moment. Instead she had Posh, who was damn near determined to get her to talk with everyone in the room.
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Post by vamperious on Sept 30, 2011 9:48:50 GMT -5
Matt smiled at her,"Dishy means you look very nice, very attractive. Nice to meet you Claire. I'm matt as Posh probly' gave you the gen on the full monty. eh?" He said to her then smiled seeing the slight confusion on her face," Excuse me- She probably told you about me a little huh...Don't look so Gromless..." He made it look like it was effort to talk with a mostly American accent- it was hard but he pulled it off well enough. He listened to the girls then he butted in," Put a sock in it you two...Bloody hell...Such bitches. Rather rude If you asked me..." He watched posh give her a pep talk and saw how she wanted to leave. "Claire, are you alright? So your the American exchange student, how do you like Britain so far? " He took another drink of his beer looking at Claire to break the ice a bit, he didn't figure she got who he was quite yet. So he decided to ave some fun with this, She was looking very attractive tonight any how so he figured why not take a shot.
((http://www.effingpot.com/slang.shtml where I got my slang from lol its funny too))
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Post by kimcora on Oct 1, 2011 14:44:03 GMT -5
((lol I got mine from Doctor Who and a Finnish girl in my art class. Her and I try to be all Brit to mess with the guy that thought I was British haha)) Claire was surprised by that, not just the fact he said the girls were acting like bitches but she looked attractive. Scratch that, the outfit was attractive. She was happy though in a way to actually receive notice from someone attractive himself. She gave a small breath, and though she didn’t like the crowd, she felt she should stay in place at least for a little longer. “It’s wonderful. I actually really love it here, or have the past few times I came to visit with my parents.” She said an actual smile coming to her as she thought of one of the words Posh seemed to use a lot. “It’s really brill.” She said, though she was using it in an awkwardly American way. She gave a shrug, “What about you? What’s it like to get to call a place like this home?” She asked and Posh gave the two a look. She took a step back a small smirk coming to her. “I’m going to see what Danny is up to…” Claire’s eyes fixed on Posh, pleading with her not to leave her alone but Posh was gone in a split second. “Very impulsive, but funny, but I’m glad to have met someone that has good intentions.” She said rather quietly, but with a smile. She was lucky to at least have even a teacher not wanting her to fail out as well..
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Post by vamperious on Oct 1, 2011 20:44:58 GMT -5
Schwartz laughed with her when she used the slang, it was weird coming from an American. "This place is wonderful, I like the college myself. I moved her from Germany, I was born and raised there-I moved to the UK when I was 15." He told her a little bit about himself, since his last name was German it was only nice to explain it a little better. Watching Posh's mysterious face go mischievous he smiled at her, giving her a little wave good bye, the look on Claire's face was also priceless. "She is impulsive-how ever she is smart-She will be a leading member in the future so make good friends now- They will come in handy. So Miss Claire whats your favorite class so far?" He asked his body language reading that he was interested in talking to her, no just looking for a one night stand. A few other students walked in and didn't even know who he was. He looked at Claire with a pleasant look- the one he used to use on Natalie but since she went psycho he was been closed and reserved.
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Post by kimcora on Oct 2, 2011 14:02:55 GMT -5
"Germany, really? Thats amazing." Claire was slowly starting to relax around Matt. It normally took much longer than this but she liked that smile of his, how he was actually talking and not just ogling every part of bare skin that she felt happened with the other men when Posh had brought her in. Though then again she was sure she'd seen him at least somewhere, which might contribute as to why she felt more calm. It didn't fix the fact that crowds made her uneasy, but it didn't make her want to leave as much. "Favorite class, hmm, well it's odd, normally I would say English, but as everyone else has pointed out she isn't a very pleasant person...so that would have to make it the science im taking. not really the course as much as the person teaching it. Not that I'm a teachers pet, but he's neither old or a bat, and is good at explaining." She said with a slight shrug. "It's hard to find Professors like that." She said then. "What about you? Got a major in mind?" She was sure she was going to be boring him shortly, after all she had no news here besides what most already knew.
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Post by vamperious on Oct 2, 2011 21:04:04 GMT -5
He smiled when she complimented where he came from, he always loved people who agreed with him. She looked like she was relaxing a bit but she still was a bit stand offish. "What kind of Science? I'm a Physic's major. I'm specializing in Chrono-Dynamic Physics." He looked more interested in her but he also got a wicked idea,he wanted to make a good impression on her not just the creepy teacher. He was getting a plan in his head that was perfect. He had it all worked out in a matter of seconds. He shot a look at Posh with a smile but he needed to talk to her before he left, so she wouldn't let the cat out of the bag.
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Post by kimcora on Oct 3, 2011 15:57:12 GMT -5
Claire was a bit surprised. So he was a science major. A prominent one at that. She didn't know many people people that wanted to study Physics for their future. Claire heard Posh's giggle from somewhere nearby and turned to see her heading back over to them, leaving a group that was talking over something that happened. "Eh, you two tired of each other already? Well, I can't blame you for missing me." She laughed giving Claire a smile and Schwartz a wink. "So, hot stuff, what's on your mind?"
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Post by vamperious on Oct 4, 2011 10:27:30 GMT -5
"I enjoy chatting Posh you know me...I'm a long winded one...I needed to talk to you about tomorrow's class..." He said it in a bit more of a quieter tone," I need help with some notes I think I've missed while I was typing last week." He and Posh both knew it was a lie but it was a well cover for him to actually have a social life. Natalie was smothering him and that was known by the whole school.
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Post by kimcora on Oct 4, 2011 21:49:39 GMT -5
Posh looked at Matt for a moment though Claire looked slightly lost at the conversation. Here they were telling her to relax and they were talking about class work? "Of course. Anything for a friend." Claire looked between the two. 'Am I missing something here?' She thought, recognizing that look in Posh's eyes. It was one of a cat like loyalty, playful yet serious. "I hope they're not direly important. That could cause a real problem with-" Claire said, making Posh shake her head and give Claire a pat on the head. "No kitten, not bad yet. Or at least not while I'm on the job." She said with a laugh only making Claire a little more confused.
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Post by vamperious on Oct 4, 2011 22:43:47 GMT -5
"Thanks Posh-" He smiled at Claire, knowing she was confused. The look on her face was easily read, simple Americans. "Your not missing a thing...I'm transferring into another class. Nothing too important but I like to treat everything as if it were." Snickering when Posh patted Claire on the head he tried to not laugh. "Don't worry, here have a soda, you don't' look too interested in booze." He smiled handing her a soda can from the cooler. He himself grabbed a beer.
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Post by kimcora on Oct 6, 2011 15:50:02 GMT -5
Claire nodded understanding how that felt. He classes were always important, seeing as to get to this point she needed good grades. “Ah thanks.” She aid taking the soda gratefully. She had her reasons for not drinking, the biggest her alcohol tolerance was very low. So much as two beers and she was as giggly as a school girl. It was a side of her she didn’t like very much and didn’t care to relive, especially not around people she didn’t know that well. She took a drink from the clear soda, happy to not have to worry about it. A crash made Claire jump and Posh shook her head. “Honestly, a bunch of morons.” Posh hissed looking back and noticing something that the crowd saw first.
((Sorry I have like no inspiration right now *no sleep for like 2 days*))
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Post by vamperious on Oct 7, 2011 10:08:13 GMT -5
"Not a problem Claire." Looking up at he crash he noticed a few boxes with lab equipment fell over-since a drunk man fell on the pile and knocked them off- there was defiantly broken glass now in the boxes at least so it wasn't too dangerous." Agreed. Make sure you put the boxes back up." He was trying to cover his own ass too- he said there wouldn't be any broken glass and now there was. Feeling his pocket buzz he sighed, he knew it was Natalie- she was the only one who called him any more. He looked at his phone then around at the loudness then sighed, he looked at he door," Would you take a walk with me?" He asked as he started making his way to the door. He needed to answer the phone here soon or she was going to find him- that wouldn't end up well. Stepping out side he answered the phone. "Hello." "Why did it take you so long to answer the phone. Who are you with- what are you doi-" "Oh hush. I'm out with some friends- Leave me be woman. I'll be home when I get home. End of story." He said very rudely he didn't want to deal with her at all- when he drink he gets a bit of an attitude. "Do you want me to hurt my self?" SH threatened him, that made him smile," Go for it- have a bloody ball." He said as he hung up the phone and turned it off. He didn't care right now- His tolerance a bit low himself getting a bit buzzed, he wasn't driving home so what did it matter. "So Claire- I'm guessing Posh dragged you to the party huh..." He said a bit already knowing the answer himself but he didn't mind playing dumb.
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Post by kimcora on Oct 8, 2011 10:42:18 GMT -5
Claire couldn't help her unease around big groups, but having Matt suddenly offer her to leave she thinking to say no. Thinking and actually doing was something was totally different. Posh even agreed, giving his phone an odd look then looked to Claire before she motioned to the door after Matt. "Go on, you're off the hook for at least a little bit." She said and Claire nodded slightly. After all Matt did look a little odd. She followed after him trying not to snoop on his phone conversation but that was kind of hard. Especially when him and this person were arguing so. He sounded so mad with whoever it was, a woman by the sounds of it. She looked down a little at the floor as he finished the call and finally spoke to her. She looked back up at him, with a slight smile. "Is it that obvious?" She half joked. "I feel bad, she just wants me to meet everyone and get along here. It's just..I've never been much of a talker." She said looking ahead of her. "I guess that must be odd. Especially since everyone seems to be very close to you."
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