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Post by vamperious on Mar 19, 2012 9:14:54 GMT -5
Matt was looking up threw his lashes at Claire and he had seen her looking at him before she looked like she was trying to to snap herself out of 'it' as she returned to her work. Grinning now he pushed his foot under the table into hers, on purpose of course but not on purpose at the same time. He didn't move his foot but his smile only got bigger as he tried hard to focus on his work over Claire's blushing. "If your avoiding your physics I can help you you know... I am the teacher." he had noticed her in class spacing out a bit, but he wasn't' too sure till his sister had told him that Via text message. His sister wanted him to know she got to her appointment and would be back before school was over at 5.
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Post by kimcora on Mar 19, 2012 23:56:11 GMT -5
Claire only blushed a bit harder when he noticed her avoiding the Physics. It wasn't that she didn't want his help, she just didn't want to admit that it was becuase she...she felt her heart speed a bit at the bump of his foot, but she was confused as to why something so trivial would make her heart beat so quickly. She looked to him and gave him a slightly curious look. She was trying to figure out just why she felt so comfortable around him and yet something as simple as a smile, a touch, and a glance could stir something in her, some kind of odd mix of emotion and physical attatchment that made her fret herself. How could he not hear the beating of her heart or see the heat she felt in her face? It only made it harder for her to come up with a way to explain it. She finally pushed the thoughts together and found some kind of will to make her lips move and her voice form words. "I know--I just didn't want to be a bother since you already explained everything perfectly it's just--It's like I've been jittery and I can't focus all day." She said and wanted to face plam at her big mouth. She looked away and pinched the bridge of her nose, now starting to feel a migrane coming on. "I think I need to give caffine a break for a bit." She said, a small smile of humor breaking past her somewhat frazzled emotions that were trying to get a grip on her usually quite and level headed self.
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Post by vamperious on Mar 20, 2012 8:36:50 GMT -5
He smiled at her honesty," I can help you still. Since you spaced out all class I can give you some notes to explain every thing...If you like? Or I could just teach you myself." He still couldn't get rid of his grin as he saw Paige coming back to the table he never moved his foot but smiled and scooted closer to Claire as Paige took the seat on the other side of Matt. "Hey you look a bit better. You could have borrowed my umbrella too ya know..."He made the joke to her since he had another umbrella in the class room form when he forgot his at the house.
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Post by kimcora on Mar 21, 2012 1:24:55 GMT -5
Posh did come back look more put together. After all the girl's purse was like a mini salon/botique carry along. She was able to get enough water from her hair and get it up into a pony tail, her clothes now covered since she found a guy friend with a jacket to lone her. Even her make up was fized back to perfection. It left Claire a little awestruck that in such little time someone could make them selves look like they just jumped off the run way. She sat down across from them, her nose wrinkled in annoyance but she gave him a smirk. "Well that would have been nice to know before I was pelted by droplets and gales of every shape and size-what's it american's say-ah it's raining cats and dogs. Such an odd expression." She laughed and looked over the two. Claire noticed how she observed the poximity and tried to hide her blush but didn't move away. Though her heart was speeding and her cheeks felt hot, she didn't think she wanted to move away. Posh noticed it instantly. "Soooo, what have you two been studying out here?" It's not like she really wanted to do much work to begin with. She rocked back in her chair. "Just the physics...." "Ah you mean what you missed?" Posh asked and Claire nodded. Posh gave a smirk before looking to Matt. "See you're lessons bore us to the point even the good student can't pay attention." She was only joking to mess with Claire, who istantly blushed and shook her head. "N-No! It's not that." Claire said looking to Matt, hoping he didn't think that. She forgot however his proximity and was left tongue tied for moment when she was again caught up in that smile of his.
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Post by vamperious on Mar 21, 2012 13:24:06 GMT -5
Matt smiled at Posh picked at her, he knew she was being mean but it was kinda priceless the look on her face. When she got tongue tired he finally stopped her," Alright alright ladies. I know my lectures can get dull some times but you're the ones who opted to take my class...So get over it." He smiled looking at Posh with the ' Will you stop it already?' look. He knew she loved this game but ti wasn't exactly nice. "Well, shall we begin on where you started zoning out then? Both of you?" He said to both of them knowing when one went out of focus the other one wasn't too far behind.
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Post by kimcora on Mar 22, 2012 0:19:10 GMT -5
"Ah Matt it's all in good fun, right Claire?" Posh gave him a look in return before looking to Claire. Claire wasn't one to take jokes very well since she had trouble catching sarcasm at times. But she did understand Posh's teasing was a tyoe of endearment, something that Posh just did to everyone with no real intent on being mean or cruel. Claire nodded to her with a smile. "Yes, just a bit of fun." She said, letting her eyes train back to her notebook. The two girls looked at one another and knew exactly what portion they had lost focus during. "It-had something to do with a rubber band or something-" Posh said, drumming her fingers on the table since she really didn't remember the lesson to well. She'd been texting most of the morning to find out about plans for tomorrow. Claire racked her brain and then rememebered something he had said in class, the part before she was zoning out again when he turned to explain something. "Um I think it was the section after you mentioned the elastic collision having something to do with the process of measuring momentum." (lol I just pulled a random problem from my physics review )
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Post by vamperious on Mar 23, 2012 18:46:01 GMT -5
"Ah then it was about five minutes into my lecture....great. Well then. Here start by copying my notes." He handed his notes to Paige then turned to look at Claire's paper. She at least knew a bit about what was going on. "Okay so with the measurement of momentum with the rubber band. When-" "Hey! Long time no see. I'm done Twerp-" Mara chimed in as she announced her presence in the library right in between Claire and Matt. He looked visibly annoyed however he eventually smiled at her. "Good, I hope my car is in one peice?" She threw him his keys, nodding.
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Post by kimcora on Mar 24, 2012 16:44:03 GMT -5
Posh let out a grumble when he tossed the notes at her while Claire turned attentively to listen. She was a bit embarrassed he had to do all this over again...but at the same time to get to be around him for a bit longer felt...nice? She hardly understood the emotion that welled in her but it wasn't that bad to have... She opened her mouth to ask him something but suddenly a voice cut her off. Mara, his sister was suddenly there, her between Matt and Claire. Claire was still open mouthed and quickly snapped her jaw shut. She looked to Matt and saw he looked a bit miffed but smiled at Mara. Claire gave a little thought to it and saw nothing bad about this. Paige looked at Mara and gave her a small wave. "Just in time for more physics." Posh said with a sigh. Claire nodded though she struggled to find her voice to do much more. She swallowed and forced herself to say something more. She raised a hand and motioned to an open seat. "You're welcome to join...if you want." She said though it was rather quiet.
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Post by vamperious on Mar 25, 2012 10:42:54 GMT -5
Mara smiled at her brothers expression, but looked over him to Paige instead. "Great just what I was looking forward to again..." She snickered and went and took a seat on the other side of Paige, but her eyes went to Claire when she invited her to join. "Well thank you. I'll help Her with her notes because I know hoe much the twerp writes..." She said as a joke, getting a dirty look from Matt. "Oh hush, Now Claire With the momentum..." He sat there ignoring his sister now and explained the notes and the class work to Claire. He did however during the discussion take a small sticky note form his bag and write something on it, before the bell rang and it was time for him to get back to his class. He passed it to Claire more secretively from his sister and Posh, knowing they would never let either of them live anything down. 'Call me tonight around 8' He smiled at her before he left dragging his sister along with him to his history class.
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Post by kimcora on Mar 25, 2012 16:10:17 GMT -5
Claire looked to the note Matt passed her and her face brightened curiously. What was this about, she wondered. But he got up and left with his sister before she could wonder much more, leaving her with Paige. "Well that was a basket full of fun." Paige huffed and Claire snapped out of her thought with a nod. "It was wasn't it." She said, pushing the hair from her face. She realized she had yet to put her glasses back on and she blushed brightly in a small panic. She pulled her glasses out and Paige noticed how she seemed to relax afterwards. "Claire." Claire looked up at Paige, her soft smile having returned. "Yes?" Paige drummed her fingers on the table. "Why do you dress like that?" Claire frowned. "What do you mean?" Paige huffed and motioned to her glasses. "The plain shirts, the pants and formal skirts, the glasses-" "But I need those-" "Come on Claire, we both know you don't need them for what they're intended for." Claire blinked at her, her body locking up. She fidgetted with her hands, unable to control her hands from tightening. Paige didn't notice, she was more trying to discover more about why Claire did what she did. She wasn't unattractive and she obviously had social skills of some sort. So why did she become like this? "So, what's the deal?" Claire shook her head slightly, though it was obvious she was growing incredibly uncomfortable. "No...It's nothing. I-I like-I mean I try to-" She cleared her throat. "Paige I don't think-this isn't something I want to talk about." Paige now noticed her discomfort and rolled her eyes. "Ah come on Claire, its not like its some big secret. I'm your friend right? I'm just worried about you-" "I'm glad you do care Paige. But that's-there's nothing to be worried about. It's just my preference." She said and Paige watched her for a moment. She then gave a shrug and got up. "Alright then. If that's it." Claire gave a small nod and got to her feet, all the while her heart hammering with anxiety at the issue being addressed. She grabbed her bag and walked along beside Paige out of the Library. "Just know that I'm here if somethings bothering you Claire. I can't speak for Matt but I believe he is too." She said and Claire blinked. Paige noticed her surprise and gave her a bump with her hip. "Hey I'll see you later. I've got Anatomy." Claire waved to her as she left and stood there for a moment. "There...if somethings..." She covered her mouth and began walking towards her class. She still had Analysis left but she wasn't sure she could stand to stay in the class. She'd never been told something like that and she didn't know how to respond. But for some reason it made her happy, even though she knew that was not a good thing.
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Post by vamperious on Mar 25, 2012 17:31:50 GMT -5
Matt was in class with the teacher breathing down his neck, his sister wasn't a very welcome guest it seemed. After the final bell finally rang he was grateful to be out of the old bats' class. They drove home talking about the next few days plans and how they were going to alternate using his car. His sister had taken accustom to using his guest room like a pig pen, her things strewn every where, he saw some garments he would never have liked to see in his sisters' room, but it was as bad as when she walked around the house in one of his formal shirts and her laciest unmentionables. "Do you really have to wear my clothes?" "Why of course. I have yet gone shopping...." He shook his head and went into the kitchen when his phone rang, it was about 8 pm now ans he looked at the caller ID. It was a random number he didn't' know. silencing it he sighed. He hated getting random calls. A short bit later, it rang again Claire this time, he couldn't help but smile. "Hello?"
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Post by kimcora on Mar 25, 2012 21:16:11 GMT -5
Claire sat by her bed, looking at the phone that sat there from the chair at her desk. It was almost eight and she'd yet to convince herself that she had the courage to call Matt. She had been telling herself through dinner and her shower that this would be easy. After all talking over a phone wasn't like talking face to face. She could retain her distance and still speak with him casually without worrying about all those werid sideeffects he gave her. She was starting to wonder just why she always felt that way around him. Glancing at the time again she forced herself to stand up. She paced a bit before she finally sat herself down on her bed. She picked up the phone and chose Matt from the contacts. She pressed the send button and heard the phone begining to ring. Suddenly the nervous butterflies in her shomach started acting up bu she knew it was already too late. He answered after a bit and she struggled a moment to fugure out what to say. "Um, hey it's Claire-tho you probably already knew that...Um, so....How was your day?" She said and wanted to face palm at her lame questions.
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Post by vamperious on Mar 25, 2012 22:51:14 GMT -5
He laughed a bit at her nervousness he could hear on her voice. "My day was fine. I hope the rest of yours was pleasant. Thanks for calling me, I was a bit too shy my self for calling you, I thought Posh could have wire tapped my phone and teased me. Any how- thanks for calling me, Umm I was wondering if You would be interested in going with me to my sister's modeling expos a on Duchi and cabana and other fashions lines.... Its a personal invite, I only have one other ticket...." His voice was a bit shy here, more quiet less teacher like and less bold. He was a lot more nervous now that nhe didn't have to put up his teacher front.
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Post by kimcora on Mar 26, 2012 15:25:52 GMT -5
Claire smiled when she heard his laugh and then she smiled a little brighter when he mentioned about calling her. It made her feel a little less nervous, kinda because she knew she wasnt the only one. She noticed his demeanor over the phone changed. He was asking her out again only this time to a fashion expos that his sister was going to. She was surprised and at the same time quite thrilled. Her mother had been into fashion photgraphy in college, hense how she and her father met. Claire had to also admit, like any girl would, that anything to do with Dolce & Gabbana was offering a beach day in heaven and signature Loius Vuitton shoes (Already have a pair on my bucket list lol). She popped her girl fantasy bubble and gave a small nod to herself. "I-I don't see why not..." She said, knowing in her heart that it would be crowded but also at ease in the thought that it would be a contained, crowded setting. She then realized something. "Wait your sister is a model?" she said then felt a bit dumb for asking. Obviously she was a model. No one looked like that and didn't get a job in fashion.
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Post by vamperious on Mar 27, 2012 8:55:01 GMT -5
"Great, thanks for accepting, I was worried you wouldn't be the girly girl type...Yeah. She has been a model for about 13 years now, In America. Thanks Claire. I'll tell you now its a dressy occasion...And its in two days..." He was sounding happier now that he was sure she wanted to go, he would have felt odd going alone not to mention what the press would think when he hugged his sister they would thing they were a 'couple'. he mentally gagged himself.
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