Fricking Ditz...

[||Scarlett Kueger]

"Outta my way, you little whore. Go bug your douche of a boyfriend for a while." Scarlett hissed, shoving the blond out of her way. The blond scowled at her as tears of hatred welled up in her eyes, her 'friends' automatically coming to the rescue. Scarlett trailed away, her long raven-brown hair swaying in opposite rhythm with her hips. Flare jeans and a black and lavender polo hugged her frame like here was no tomorrow and brown-amber eyes stared ahead. She walked on, expecting Warrick to be tailing behind her like a puppy. He might have a foot of hight and a few months age on her, but she was still good at taking command. The little snot had purposely bumped into Scarlett, making her spill her lemon-pineapple smoothie everywhere.


Thanks to Warrick, she hadn't started a fight with the little prep as she had wanted. The tall, devilishly handsome black had managed to hold her back and keep them from being chucked from the mall.


Back on the smoothie thing, Scarlett had always liked weird tasting foods, and thats what had started the whole thing. The blond dike heard her order and started trouble, getting an automatic resistance from Scarlett. She sighed, rubbing her temples as she felt her headache dissipating. "C'mon, lets go and get something to eat. I hear they have an Arby's now..." She told Warrick, giving him one of her signature smiles to reassure him of her well-being.


Blowing her hair out of her face she glanced around, hand on her hip in a defiantly annoyed pose. "Where the hell is it...?"

[{Warrick Brown}]

"You need to seriously calm down there Scarlett."
Warrick caught up to his friend and elbowed her in her side as she fumed, leaving a burning track throughout the mall.
"I thought for a minute there you were going to shover her right into the smoothie machines." He tossed her a lop-sided grin, holding up his arm in front of her face, where deep nail marks were imprinted on his dark skin. "Thanks for that."
Suddenly he grabbed her and steered her back in the direction they had come from. He winked at the small group of girls as he marched Scarlett past them, calling over his shoulder in a cheery voice, "Lock your doors when you get home!"

As he shoved her down into the soft cushiony booth of the Arby's resturant, he shook his head in near disbelief. "I remember you having a horrible temper, but that back there was....."He smirked, and then shrugged slightly.
Tell me what you want and I'll go order. Try not to attack any little old ladies while I'm gone, alright?"
Warrick wasn't as kick-ass as Scarlett was, until someone got him angry.
Really angry. And he was glad of that, since he didn't go around the subject of many a verbal assault day in and out. But he had had his battles, many. in fact.
He was just glad he didn't go nuts as often as Scarlett did. Then again, when he got angry, he didn't toss insults around.

[||Scarlett Kueger]

"Uhg. Anything." She murmured, rolling her eyes as she pouted, deciding to ignore the little old ladies comment, choosing to glare at him viciously in warning. She had a damn fiery temper, and that wasn't how she had wanted to spend the first few seconds of her malling experience. "Preferably something that will add a few years to my life, not take away half of it!" She called after him as she absently say him begin to discreetly trail away.

She began counting off on her fingers the things she'd need from the mall. Some shirts from wet seal, eye makeup from hot topic, a new pair of flats...

The list ran on and on as she waited for Warrick. Making use of her time she took the tiny sugar packets and began to make a house of cards type establishment, daydreams running through her head about she and Jake secretly meeting up... in a darker corner...

She shook her head violently. "Get outta there..." She muttered silently to herself, glaring at her clenched fists. Her whipping hair had knocked down her sugar castle and sighed verbally, attempting to re-assemble the misshapen work of architectural wonderment that was the world of condiments. Warrick had been a good friend to hold her back, she knew. If she hadn't, she'd have certainly started an all out bitch-fight. NO doubt she'd have won, but her boyfriend, whom had been buying lattes for the tiny group of wannabes, didn't look all that puny. Then again, Jocks never were.

This thought made Jake pop into her head and the way he must look without a shirt on. She'd be sure to go to at least one of his practices, she made a mental note. Half of her was screaming to stop, the other egging her on. A rebel and a jock wouldn't work out, ESPECIALLY since Warrick really didn't have any sort of soft spot for people like Jake the Jock.

[{Warrick Brown}]

Warrick rolled his eyes right back at her, and began stealthily creeping away from the table as she began rattling on about some health kick.
No one needed Scarlett around for an extra three years.
To be brutally honest.
Then again, who would Warrick had to hold back when she was trying to chuck a lawn chair through someone's window? Those late night escapades into the school hall's had been fun too. When Scarlett had seemed determined to spray paint a 'nice' (aka horrible yet hilarious) mural of her most hated people on the walls.
Actually he hadn't stopped her on that one. Just supplied her with more blue paint and then gone back to sleep.

He didn't even know what he'd agreed to come to the mall with her anyway. Of all places, the mall. It's not like he was here to buy anything, and all Scarlett was going to do was attempt to drag him into stores flooded with black lingerie. And who needed that?But somehow she had persuaded him to come along. He hadn't seen her in over a year after all, maybe he felt obligated. Obligated to look through see-through bras? Nah.
He nodded to the woman at the counter as she looked at him through eyes barely open and popping her gum, and scanned the menu.

((No muse ;_; Pleuh.))

[C h a r l i e {Liegh}]

Washington had been fun.
No, that was wrong. Washington had been more than fun.
That's why she had stayed there six extra months in the first place after all, the students were always throwing parties with open access, the weather wasn't bad, neither was the food. And the guys weren't horrible either. Far from it, actually.
Especially if you were talking about a six foot two sexy black guy at school on a scholarship, and perfectly fine with 'showing her around' a few days after arriving.
So she wasn't at school on a scholarship.
Actually, she was skipping an entire year of school to 'see the world.' Yes, Washington counted as part of the world. It's not like she had the money to fly over to arabia or anything like that, if thats what you were thinking.

Warrick has been nice, showing her around, bringing her to all the 'hot spots' and the best places to stay. Warrick was also a great kisser.
So that helped a lot.

So when she had left around four months before he to went back to Creedence (wherever that exactly was) She had been a little ... upset. Ok, more than a little upset. But she needed to find a permanent place to finish high school. Enroll, find an apartment, et cedra et cedra.
She wasn't going back to her old school, that much was made obvious when she left in the first place. So where? She could go anywhere. She didn't have any attachments, she didn't have any family around willing to take her in, but she also wasn't rich. So, what popped into her head. Creedence. But there were a surprising amount of 'Creedence" named things in the U.S, just in case you didn't know. And it had been hell tracking /this/ particular Creedence down. But she had found it, and she was here.

What she was supposed to do here exactly, she didn't know. Warrick didn't arrive for about a month more, and she didn't know where he lived or who his friends were. Thats why she had been lucky to meet Scarlett. Well, more have Scarlett almost rip her head off after their elbows touched in the hall way.

Hanging out with Scarlett was an experience, but one Charlie welcomed since she was 'paley' with Warrick. Warrick had filled a gap Charlie didn't really know needed filling, and she was ready to pick off where they left off.
Grinning wickidly, Charlie plopped down on the other side of the booth, facing Scarlett, and imagining just what gap she'd like Warrick to fill next.

{I crack myself up sometimes. -contented sigh-}

[||Scarlett Kueger]

Scarlett nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard the feminine voice before her. Looking up from her finely crafted masterpiece of sugar, she grinned. "Hey there Liegh, wouldn't expect seeing you here." She said, rolling her eyes playfully as she smiled as her close friend. She noticed the spark in Liegh's eye and smirked evilly. "Ha, Warricks getting me lunch like the slave he is. He'll be back in a few." She told her, winking as she knocked down her structure.

"I had almost forgotten about you. We haven't talked in a while. Whats up, me compodre?" She asked, her Spanish accent failing to impress even the most freshman of the Spanish language. Her amber brown eyes scanned over the brunette before her in failed attempt to read her, something Scarlett was good at. But Charlie wasn't so easy. She didn't wear her heart on her sleeve like most girls their age did. She could read stars, but not her best friend.

Kinky. (Not really, but hey, who doesn't like using that word?)

Blowing a stray strand of hair away from her eyes and smirked again, glancing at Warrick. "And, I need to know. Was this a random little bump-into, or have you been stalking my tall dark shadow over there?" She asked, using the term 'my' very loosely as she nodded her head towards Warrick.

[C h a r l i e {Liegh}]

"I wouldn't call it stalking exactly. Actively following and keeping tabs on however, I could work with that." She smiled thinly at Scarlett as her eyes strayed over to the indeed, tall and dark form of Warrick standing up at the front of the small fast-food installation, getting handed a few various sodas.
"And nothings up." She shrugged, pulling down the half-sleeves of her green shirt, specifically picked out to match the green flecks in her eyes.
Of course, if she got complimented (Which she had better) she would just sock her head slightly and throw over her shoulder, 'Oh, I just tossed this on when I got up, I wasn't really paying any attention.'

She had been practically stalking Warrick, and asking Scarlett about him every single day. 'Is he back yet?' 'When will he get here?' 'Does he have a girlfriend here?' But there had been one question she had been to wary to ask.
Skirting around things with Scarlett was safer.
She definitly didn't want her friend angry with her. But it was an obvious question, and clearly one that needed a straight face-to-face answer. From the way people talked about 'Scarlett and Warrick' is made them sound like they were a couple.
Most people even said that sometimes they /acted/ like a couple.
"Were you and Warrick ... you know, ever ... an item?"

God it sounded so lame put like that.
But it did make Charlie's stomach twinge slightly, at the thought that all the time Warrick had been with her, he had possibly been thinking of Scarlett. Warrick had been friendly, and kind, and opened her an intense pleasure that Charlie hadn't even known she could reach until she met him.

Glancing back up to the front counter, she saw Warrick counting off some bills he had taken from his wallet, the tray holding metallic wrapped something or others and more than enough packages of curly fries (God's gift to earth).
She was nervous, she had to admit. Would he be happy to see her? Surprised? And if so, surprised in a good way, or a bad way?

[||Scarlett Kueger]

Scarlett practically hacked on her own spit she was so surprised. "What?!" She half exclaimed, half questioned. One eyebrow shot up before she burst out laughing. her face went red from how hard the joyous noise escaped her lungs. "An.. a-an.." She stuttered between laughs as she gasped for breath.

Finally, when she had laughed herself out, she lay her forehead on the table, not believing she could laugh that hard. "No. Me and Blackie Chan never dated. We flirt like hell, and we do it without regret, but we'll never be more than friends you stupid little love puppy." She joked, smirking as she brought her head up to look at her friend.

She studied Liegh's face closely. "You know, I think he really likes you. I mean, he'll bring you up on occasion, just wondering. I.. haven't actually told him you go to our school. I think he might know..." She pondered to herself, silently thinking she might've mentioned little Liegh a few times.

((Yeah. Short. Deal. I happen to be museless. -glares accusingly at bed-))

[{Warrick Brown}]

Since Scarlett hadn't specified on what she wanted to eat, Warrick had loaded up on all the necessities. Arby's known-for roast beef sand which thingers, some other weird combo, another sand which that stood around half a foot high, and half a tray of curly fries. And he'd just grabbed a few random sodas. Scarlett would find
/something/ there she would like. She always did. Often more than one thing she liked. He heard Scarlett laughing at something, or someone.
A blonde girl probably tripped. That was the only time she really laughed. He shook his head and smirked slightly. How had he ever become friends with such a sadistic person?

Grabbing a few straws and loading up on all available condiments, Warrick attempted to balance the tray overflowing with food and put one in front of the other at the same time. Coming around the overly-large toy display, which was set off by about twelve fake plants that tried with amazing accuracy to make him trip, Warrick raised an eyebrow at the scene that greeted him.
There was the whole Scarlett smiling and looking amused thing, sure. (That didn't happen to often, as you can imagine) But then there was another girl sitting in the seat across from her. Which was a rarity beyond rarity. Scarlett, looking, and acting, civilized?

Shaking his head Warrick walked over, and was to busy trying to set the tray down on the table to notice who it was right away. But when he looked up, he stopped moving momentarily. No way was that who he thought it was.
Charlie had been amazing, point taken. And he had often wished she hadn't left. But ... no way. "Charlie?" He asked, in a disbelieving voice, after finally picking his jaw up off the floor. "Umm. Scarlett, what's... Charlie, I mean..."

((Awe. So coot. I would kill to be in Charlie's place O.O))

[C h a r l i e {Liegh}]

Charlie tried not to look to relieved, and broke out laughing at Scarlett's description of Warrick. Smiling, she shrugged and replied, "Well, hey. I just thought I would ask before you know, I official go mental. And I'm not a love puppy. Much. " Scarlett's intent gaze on her face was a little uncomfortable, and she dropped the eye contact to look down at her faded jeans.
"I hope he really likes me. I mean, otherwise coming here was a huge, huge mistake..." She giggled slightly and shook her head as Scarlett completed her statement. "I doubt it." She began with a grin. "Warrick's to absorbed in schoolwork to notice anything like that"

And speaking of, A shadow was cast over Charlie, someone tall blocking the fluorescent lighting. She watched with a small smile as Warrick slowly placed the tray down on the table, and then glanced to see who had been brave enough to sit with Scarlett, and freeze.
"Hey Geek." Charlie said with a smile, watching as Warrick looked at her intently, as though trying to figure out if they had un-banned human cloning. Or if she had just never told him she had an identical twin. "I hope this is ok and all. I mean, it's not like I could call you and ask if it was ok to enroll in your school and move here but I just really wanted to see you again so I decided to go for it-" She could hear the list of 'excuses' getting longer and longer.

So finally she just shut her mouth and got up from where she was sitting and hugged Warrick, smiling the whole time. "It's great to see you."

[{Warrick Brown}]

Hey Geek.
Warrick grinned widely at this, and replied back almost immediately. "Hey Geek Lover." He could remember when they started greeting each other like that.

"Come on Charlie I need to get to school. Sorry I woke you up." Pulling on his shirt all the way, Warrick grabbed his bag and drank down the rest of his coffee and started heading towards the door of his temporary dorm room. "Your such a geek." Charlie whined after him, turning over in the bed. "That's not very nice." Warrick called over his shoulder, as he reached for the door handle. "One more kiss." Charlie asked from her resting position on the bed. Turning around with a fake sigh Warrick walked back, set his stuff down, and leaned down over Charlie, trying to avoid her arms, as he knew she would try to keep him there if she got hold on him. Kissing her deeply, then pulling back suddenly and with a grin, evading her grasp and heading towards the door. "Hey!" She called after him indignantly. "Geek!" "Geek lover!" He called back over his shoulder, before shutting the door behind him.

"It's fine." He started with a smile, trying to stop Charlie's endless flow of reasons she was here. "Really, I don't mind at all. I'm glad your here." As she stood up and gave him a hug, Warrick started pulling her away from the table. "Excuse us." He called back to Scarlett, leading Charlie away from the table and down the short side hallway that lead to the employee's lounge.
Once they were away from the suspicious stare of the employees at the counter, and Scarlett, Warrick leaned Charlie up against the wall and kissed her. Gently at first, and then a little more passionately. "I missed you too."

((Yes. She woke up in his room. THAT MUST MEAN THEY HAD SEKZ!! -gasp- SHIELD YOUR EYES KIDDIES! Anywhosen, yes, I am saying that Charlie had a sleep over in that flashback xD and I caved to the font-size fad as well. Damn you peer pressure!))

[C h a r l i e {Liegh}]

Charlie smiled even wider as he completed the greeting.
They had come up with that one morning when Charlie was attempting (and HAD been winning) to persuade Warrick to skip morning classes. She was hardly aware at all as Warrick grabbed her hand and started pulling her away from the table.
"Where are we going?!" Charlie asked, laughing as Warrick grinned back at her, leading her down the short hallway that ended with the employee's lounge and restroom doors. She was still giggling slightly when Warrick began kissing her. But then shut up so she could kiss back.

"Good. Because I was getting worried there for a second." She smiled up at him (Yes, up. He was around eight or nine inches taller than her) and then glanced back from where they had come. "I don't think Scarlett's gonna be to happy about being ditched." Well, maybe she wouldn't care under these special circumstances. But most of the time 'not gonna be to happy' would be a vast understatement.
She was such a sucker for his eyes, though she always worked hard not to show it. One day they would be her undoing. She raked her finger along his torso, feeling curved muscle underneath, before her hands wrapped around the back of his neck.
"I really, /really/ missed you."


{MUH HAHAHAHA! us of the 1 size font win in the game of LIFE!!! SEX?! HOW HORRIBLE AND SCANDELOUS AND DOWN RIGHT FUN! =O shame on me. -slaps own hand- Kissing in public to. Baaad habit to get into ^^}

[||Scarlett Kueger]

Scarlett raised an eyebrow as her best friend was yanked away by her other best friend, rolling her eyes as they left her line of sight. One glance at the food and her raised eyebrow lowered, joining the other in a ferocious glare. "Vegetarian, smarts!" She called after Warrick, chucking a curly fry at the back of his head as she hissed out the words.

Giving a hmph of annoyance, she turned back to the food, ripping the bun off a roast beef sammich and nibbled on it tentatively. "I bet they're doing it in the bathrooms.." She mused to herself, chuckling as she took a large bite from the bread, chewing and swallowing. She saw a cute goth boy across the restaurant check her out slightly and she smirked, winking at him flirtatiously. He returned her smirk, but suddenly the girl sitting in front of him, who Scarlett didn't see, turned and flipped her off. Scarlett's eyebrow shot up again. The bitch looked like a little prep. She shook her head at the goth disapprovingly and sipped her soda, looking out the window.

Ah, bliss...