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Post by winston on Sept 11, 2010 17:26:44 GMT -8
touch my body put me on the floor It amused the man to no end that he'd been hired by the town's local high school. The fact that he'd been working as a janitor practically his whole life was quite interesting. He'd come from a poor family and with a rather poor grade average there was really no hope for him to go to college and make something of himself. He was sure that the school would turn him away with a big fat red x on his back when he had put his employment application in. It astounded him that a flag didn't go up when they read his criminal record, and saw that he'd been given a warning after he'd been caught dating a student at his old work place. It didn't matter now, he'd successfully gained the job and it put money in his pocket so that's what truly counted. Yet, since he'd earned quite a bit of money from the old wealthy landowner.. he really didn't have to work anymore. However, Winston couldn't imagine a life where he couldn't gaze at the innumerable girls that roamed the school's hallways.
It would be fucking unbearable.
Winston exited the janitor closet with his mop and bucket for today he had lunch duty. That was the only turnoff of this job. He hated having to clean up after the little gremlins and they only seemed to get messier and messier as the years rolled by. "Nasty little bastards." He would whip them into shape one of these days - and if he failed.. well at least he would have a reason to kick some ass. Approaching the spacious cafeteria he caught some movement to his left and stopped in mid-stride to see who it was. Standing at a locker was a pretty blond who could only be described as the creme de la creme of the whole school. Perfect. Some fresh prey for him to pounce on. "Hey there. Why aren't you eating right now?"
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>D the PEDO is on the PROWL.. and he's got poor dani in his sight
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Post by daniellemarks on Sept 11, 2010 18:48:16 GMT -8
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Smiling apologetically at her Comparative Civilizations teacher, she ran her fingers through her blond hair. Pushing back the stands that had fallen in her face. Chewing on the inside of her cheek, she listened quietly as he continued to lecture her about the use of cellular devices in class. Everyone had left five minutes ago for lunch, and she was starving. But she stood there silently like the good student she was, waiting until he finally returned her iPhone to her. Sticking it back in the pocket of her shorts, she apologized and promised that it would never happen again.
It hadn't been her fault, her phone had been in her bag and she swore she had put it on silent when a friend from back in Connecticut had tried to call her. Unfortunately, she most definitely hadn't had her phone turned on silent, and her friend just had horrible timing. There hadn't been anything she could do to ignore the screaming of 'Punch-Drunk Love' by the Summer Set disturbing the silence of the class. Needless to say the whole situation had been quite awkward.
Walking out of the class, she pulled her phone out once more and texted her friend as she went to her locker. Opening the locker, she sighed at how crammed everything was in there. Frowning and trying to pull out her purse, she managed to do so with a couple of books falling out in the process. Sighing, she picked them up and shoved them back in, swearing under her breath. She spun around quickly, eyes slightly widened. She had no idea who he was, but the moment she looked at the mop and bucket she recognized the janitor and relaxed her posture.
"Oh, I got held back in class," she said, shrugging and holding up her cell phone. "Friend called me and it went off in class, needless to say my teacher wasn't impressed."
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Post by winston on Sept 11, 2010 19:05:16 GMT -8
touch my body put me on the floor It wasn't his fault that he was drawn to the ripe fruits that grew on society's vines and trees. In all honesty he was doing the world a favor by teaching the young girls that things weren't all love and daffodils like they originally thought. He eyed the girl like a hungry animal, one that hadn't eaten a good meal in quite some time. Take it slow, man. Don't spook your prey. In an instant his facial expression turned blank and he merely nodded as the girl explained that she'd been held back in class. "Guess you gotta have some rotten eggs in the basket. Their old brains can't keep up with technology nowadays."
He ran a hand through his shaggy hair and leaned against one of the large metal lockers. "Seems you like clutter," he nodded at the complete disarray of her locker's contents. Text books, folders, and binders were crammed into the tight confines - crinkled balls of handouts and other miscellaneous thinks resting in a pile at the very bottom. My kinda girl, he thought silently to himself.
If Winston was a normal man, he probably would have bade the girl a good day and carried on about his business. However, there had never been a time in the twenty seven year old's life where he had ever acted normal. He was preoccupied with how he would get this little fishy into his net, and secure a hearty meal for quite some time. "Surely your boyfriend has already purchased something for you? A man would be stupid to let his girl go hungry." He gave a nonchalant wave with his hand as if he had said something of little importance.
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xD oh god. this is priceless
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Post by daniellemarks on Sept 11, 2010 20:36:22 GMT -8
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She expected the janitor to be out and on his way as he spoke to her, but he didn't and stuck around. But at the time, she wasn't thinking anything of it. He probably had quite a few students be quite rude to him, ignoring him or saying rude things and leaving shit for him to clean up purposely. Dani tried to be the cleanest she could, not dropping anything on the ground if she could avoid doing so. Digging through her locker, she knew that she had History after lunch and wanted to have her books ready so she didn't have to waste more time trying to find it.
Looking over at him as he said something about having rotten eggs in the basket, she didn't quite understand what he meant but she nodded and shrugged in reply. As he leaned against the lockers, she said nothing but found it a bit weird that he displayed more than three minutes of interest in her. Wearing a black spaghetti strap tank top that was a bit low cut, and a pair of short denim shorts, she tugged her cell phone out of her back pocket once more. Quickly typing back a reply to the text, she shoved it back it back in her pocket.
"Clutter?" She said, then stared at the contents in her locker once more. "Eh. I don't have time for it to be neat, just gotta shove shit in there and hope it fits. You know? These things aren't nearly as big as they need to be."
The boyfriend question caught her a bit off guard, shooting a sweet smile in his direction she shook her head. "Nope. I don't have a boyfriend," she said simply, eying him a bit suspiciously now as he waved his hand in the air. Saying nothing, she continued to stare in to her locker blankly.
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Post by winston on Sept 11, 2010 21:05:41 GMT -8
touch my body put me on the floor This situation was becoming more and more awkward by the second. He half expected the girl to turn and briskly walk away and tell someone that he was being a creep. Instead, however, she merely peered into her locker and nodded every now and then in response to what he had said. "Yes, but the school's are cheap. They won't spend money on things they don't have too." He tapped his hand against the cool metal locker door and watched with a blatant interest as she pulled her phone out and quickly sent a text to someone. "People are pretty fast with them things now." He nodded toward the phone she had recently placed back into her pocket.
He wasn't one to keep up with the times and he'd actually had the same phone for over seven years. It was one of those dinosaurs that were huge and bulged out of your pockets like you had some huge growth growing off your thigh. "That's hard to believe.. a pretty gal like you all alone." Get her number, fool. He would get her number in good time, but first he needed to test the waters. You didn't plunge into the pool right away when you wanted to go swimming.. you tested the water temperature first. Winston might be a weirdo but he was far from stupid.
"I'm Winston by the way." He glanced at the packed cafeteria and then back at the girl in front of him. "The place is pretty packed now. I doubt you'll be able to eat anything before the lunch period is over. That would be shame, though I can grab you something out of the teacher's lounge." He took crap from the lounge all the time, he might not be a hoity toity teacher.. but he was entitled to the same things they were.
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>D watch out dani.. he's gonna want your number soon
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Post by daniellemarks on Sept 11, 2010 21:51:22 GMT -8
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Laughing lightly, trying to hide the nervous, awkwardness from her tone as he commented on her being a pretty girl. She wanted to disagree, but just shook her head and said nothing for a moment. She didn't think she was that pretty, but merely ordinary. Bright blue eyes were the only thing that really stuck out to her, always seeming to have a certain gleam to them no matter what mood she was in. Straightening up up a bit, she looked over at him again. "Not that hard not to believe, trust me. But... thanks?"
[/b] She knew too always be polite, no matter what the situation was. Things were starting to get a bit awkward, but she held her composure and just wrote it off as him being friendly. "Nice to meet you, Winston," she said quickly in reply to his introduction. She found that he was the first janitor to give her his first name, but she knew that some teachers preferred being addressed by their first names rather than their last. Thinking nothing of it once again, she looked over. "Danielle," she said simply. Most of the time she'd shake hands and five her last name, but she didn't feel like this was an appropriate situation. "Oh, thank you for the offer. But I'll be fine, I just have history and then a spare. I can just grab something to eat when I go to work. Working at a coffee shop has its perks, even if the whole work aspect of it really sucks." Out of all people, she wasn't one who really needed a job. With parents who didn't care where her money went, and loaded past her eyeballs with a trust fund. The whole point of it had been something to simply pass the free time during the summer, but with school starting back up and with two new horses on her plate, free time was lost. Looking down at her phone once more, she glanced back up at Winston, almost surprised he was still standing there. [/blockquote][/size][/color][/blockquote] - - - - - - - - - -
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Post by ashie on Sept 12, 2010 10:37:58 GMT -8
CAN I HAVE YO NUMBAH?
CAN I HAVE IT?
CAN I HAVE IT?
CAN I HAVE IT?
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Post by winston on Sept 12, 2010 16:35:15 GMT -8
touch my body put me on the floor "Danielle, that's a pretty name." He nodded and gave her a smile that could easily be interpreted as creepy. He had to get this little fishy into the net somehow. He rubbed his arm before grabbing the mop that was leaning on the other locker. "Are you sure? I really have no problem getting you something."
[/b] He couldn't have his little croissant go stale on him. "The coffee shop huh? Guess its pretty fun working there." He watched as she pulled out her phone again and quickly sent another text. "Jeez, you're quite fast with that thing. It must cost a pretty penny."Winston wished he could be the type of person who didn't have to work for their money. He actually didn't have too, but the money he had saved in the bank was to be used for emergencies and to pay for the upkeep of his two horses. Growing up in a below middle class family, he learned to cope without the finer things in life. Sure, he would have loved a huge LCD flat scree tv, an expensive gaming console and the fancy clothes of the everyday teenager. Instead, he had settled for hand-me-downs and shopping at local thrift stores. Catch her. Catch her now! "So.. I was wondering if I could get your number? I know its creepy, but trust me.. it would be quite the blast." Winston flashed her one of his more charming smiles and prepared to be shot down. Oh but he wouldn't be going down without a fight. done >D CAN I HAVE YO NUMBER... CAN I HAVE IT.. CAN I... CAN I.. CAN I HAVE IT [/color][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by daniellemarks on Sept 12, 2010 17:43:38 GMT -8
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The situation was quickly beginning to grow more awkward for her, and she stopped writing off the janitor as overly friendly. Glancing in to her locker, she looked over at the bright blue form fitting sweater in her locker. Reaching in, she pulled it over top of her tank top and zipped it up. Putting her hands in her hoodie pocket and gripping her iPhone tightly, she watched him as he continued to push that he could go and get her something. "Positive, thank you though."
Normally at this point she'd just be rude, but she had no real reason to come off as a bitch to the poor janitor. Pushing away the thought of him hitting on her, he probably didn't have any students that were really that nice to him all the time. Smiling politely, she shrugged at his coffee shop comment. "It's alright. Some of the people who go through aren't all that friendly. But whatever, other people are really sweet and it makes up for it."
Looking down at her phone for a moment, she laughed lightly under her breath. "Lots of practice, I guess. Eh, it's pretty decent, my old phone cost more than this plan, and this phone is so much more useful." Her poor keybo had gone through so much abuse over the years, she was surprised that it had last her over two years before it finally snapped in half. That's when she had to make the (not so painful) decision to invest in an iPhone. And she never regretted that decision, she practically lived on her iPhone, if it went missing she'd be lost.
When he asked for her number, she was caught completely off guard. Blinking and chewing on the inside of her cheek hard- apparently her first guess had been right. "Um," she said carefully, not really knowing what to do or say. "I'm sorry," she stammered, looking at his face then down to the ground. "I don't really know you though."
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Post by winston on Sept 20, 2010 17:34:00 GMT -8
touch my body put me on the floor Oh, rejected. He'd been preparing himself for that, obviously a pretty girl like her wouldn't go for the school janitor. "Yeah.. but it would be a perfect way for you to get to know me" Turning, he grabbed the mop and bucket and pushed them to the end of the locker bay. "It can't hurt to make new friends, can it?" He glanced over his shoulder at the petite blond and smiled gently. He would nab this little fishy one way or the other. He felt like a professional poker player, judging how he would play his next hand.
"I'll take you out for coffee, it will give us the perfect opportunity to indulge in one another." He approached her again, but kept his distance a bit not wanting to be pepper sprayed. Girls nowadays carried the pesky little cans in their purses and pockets. "C'mon.. I don't bite," hard. No no, he wouldn't mention that.. at least not yet.. maybe in the near future.
There was always the chance that Dani would turn and run, screaming down the hallway at the top of her lungs. However, it was a risk Winston was willing to take - this little delicacy was coming home with him one way or another. "So.. how 'bout that number?"
done, finally.
oh poor dani xD
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Post by daniellemarks on Sept 22, 2010 20:56:54 GMT -8
just give me one more shot with everything you've got, [/size][/color] [/center] - - - - - - - - - -
It was a rare occurrence to really catch her off guard, and make her feel uncomfortable- this was one of the few situations where she was not feeling all that great. Straightening her shoulders, she narrowed her eyes at him slightly. Trying to make her appearance a bit more threatening, which often it did, but at this point she doubted that the janitor would really notice, or even actually care at this point. She didn't want to give him her number, and she most definitely didn't want to get to know him any better.
But apparently Winston didn't really know how to take no for an answer.
There wasn't any way she could even think about answering his first comments to be polite, holding her tongue like a good girl she just stood there. Shaking her head as he said something about going out for coffee. Definitely not, not in her books. Half of her felt bad, that he probably didn't have many people to talk too (or at least she just assumed) but the other half was legitimately creeped out and prepared to kick him in the balls and walk away. Unfortunately for her, the more she looked at him the more sympathetic she felt.
“I'm sorry, between work, school and riding I just don't really have time to go out for coffee,”
[/b] she said honestly. It wasn't all that much of a lie, and she didn't feel too bad- free time was sparse and few in between. Watching wearily as the older man approached once more, she just leaned on her locker and clutched her phone in her hand. “I would hope you didn't bite, because that's a bit frightening... and gross,” she said seriously, even if he was joking. Raising an eyebrow at him, she smirked slightly. Remembering one time in her elementary school where a friend of hers had tried to bite her and had been sent to the office for bad behaviour. But she had no doubt in her mind that if he tried to bite her that he wouldn't be sent to the office for bad behaviour. Well, not the school office at least. Sighing as he asked her for her number once more, she ran her fingers through the ends of her hair and tried to think of another excuse. She could really just give it to him, get the harassment over and just get his number blocked. Right now, that seemed like a wonderful idea, but she just couldn't bring herself to hand it to him. Looking down at her phone, and then back up to him, she finally just sighed and said: “You're relentless, aren't you?”[/blockquote][/size][/color][/blockquote] - - - - - - - - - -
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Post by winston on Oct 5, 2010 17:06:03 GMT -8
touch my body put me on the floor If life had turned out a bit differently for Winston, perhaps he wouldn’t be another one of society’s outcasts. If his parents weren’t on the same finance level as some church mice and he actually got some of the crap he wanted for Christmas, then it was quite probable that he would have grown up into a fine gentleman, attaining himself a nice white collar job.
It was too bad for Danielle and the world that this didn’t occur.
No. Instead the boy practically quit applying himself to anything and everything he was ever asked or even required to do. Unless it was a video game, then he’d exert all his energy to be the best of the best. It was a rather meek existence, but as long as his job continued to churn out just enough money to pay his electric bill and a few others, he was a happy camper.
He watched Danielle for several long and very awkward moments. In his creepy little brain he almost felt like her could see into her very being – like one of those psychic weirdoes. You know ‘em. Their always trying to chisel you out of your ‘hard’ earned money, saying that their deck of shitty looking cards was the gateway to your future.
Winston had been tempted on so many occasions to go and see one. He couldn’t help the fact that he was curious to see what his so called ‘future’ had to hold. He would definitely have to see one now that he’d met this lovely little delicacy, just to see if she was upon one of the cards. Even if she wasn’t, he would still win her affections… still win her… that was a promise.
“Yes, I am. Persistence is one of my more… finer attributes.” Though, my body definitely wins. He flashed an award winning smile at her. “Is it such a crime to want to get to know you better? I think not. I just want to make a few new friends, meet a few new faces y’know. I’m sure you’ve already pegged me as creepy – and maybe I am, but at least I go out with my guns blazing.” He coughed into his hand, trying to moisten his suddenly dry throat. “So c’mon, how ‘bout that number?”
awh, c'mon dani.. MAKE HIM THE HAPPIEST MAN EVER and give him your numbah! xD
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Post by daniellemarks on Oct 7, 2010 20:19:03 GMT -8
just give me one more shot with everything you've got, [/size][/color] [/center] - - - - - - - - - -
If this were any real other occasion, she probably would have found the older man to be decent looking, perhaps even attractive. But that wasn't quite the situation, she was feeling more violated than anything. As he smiled at her, she took a slight half step back and watched him skeptically. This really wasn't good, she considered just walking away in to the crowded cafeteria and finding a couple of people she knew from class to hide with. She took the option into heavy consideration, but came to the horrifying conclusion that he might just follow her and continue to pester her for her number. That just wouldn't be good- and that would make for an even more awkward situation than she was already in.
It also didn't help that she really had no real friends that went to this school. She knew a couple of faces and names from being partners and through other people- but there was no one she really could go to if she needed help. She was simply the outcast new girl who was shoved out of all the socials groups until she found some way to weasel her way in to that. There were a couple people who she had seen at the barn and she could maybe call them friends, but other than that she was screwed.
“Finer attributes? Is that what they call hitting on younger girls these days?” She commented, clenching her teeth together slightly. He continued to go on about wanting to get to know her better, and evidently just wasn't going to give up. Sighing and throwing her arms up in exasperation, she shoved her hand back in to her pocket and pulled out her cell phone.
“Fine. Whatever. I'll humour you and go along with your shitty game. It's 214-839-6925.”
After she said it, she realized she just could have been a total bitch and given him a fake number and gone along like this had never happened. She mentally kicked herself in the ass for not doing that, now she was going to have to go through the whole long drawn out procedure to block his number.
Wonderful, she was just tickled pink about the whole situation.
“There. Happy? You should be,” she said, lifting up her chin and looking him in the eye. Blue eyes narrowed slightly up at him with pure irritation flashing like a warning light.
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