Thread: Taboo Lives Revealed (Frelance and HelOfAGirl)

Damen laughed and slipped his shades back on. He listened to her and studied the people she pointed out . Once when she said she was game he walked in front of her and leaned in close to speak softly into her ear. Then lets fuck with them and why not use what is already in the papers. Chuckling softly he pretended to kiss her neck before he pulled back and pulled a pack of smokes from the inside pocket of his jacket. Once he had one between his lips he searched his pockets for a lighter and pretended he couldn't find one as he started walking backwards. Think on that for a minute. I need a light. Smiling he turned around and walked over to the loners. Hey does anyone have a light? I have some smokes and cigar or two too trade for one as long as it works. A few of them looked at him then between them for a moment then there were a few lighters being pulled out of pockets. Damen grinned and used bick to light his smoke and made a show of relaxing as he took the first drag before he exhaled and handed the lighter back with a pack of smokes. Why are you over here? Half the cheerleaders smoke or have a lighter so why come to us? The guy was acting tough and Damen knew it. Ya but you are the ones who were kind enough to treat my sister just as you did before. So I wanted to thank you. The guy looked at him with a sceptical look but then shrugged as one of the girls grinned and walked up to him and whispered something to him. Damen blew a cloud of smoke out before he let himself laugh before he leaned down to kiss her cheek then as she blushed she rushed off heading inside. Anyone else want an autograph or want anything else? I am happy to give. There were some chuckling and Damen answered a few question and one or two of the others rushed back into the school. He happily gave some money out then headed back over to Carley. As he walked up to her he flicked the butt of his cigarette into a puddle. So got any ideas on how to start a good rumour around here then? He opened the car and grabbed a sharpie from a box of them and leaned around the car when a few of the loners came back out of the school and over to him. He started signing the items they brought to him. Carley blushed even though he hadn't really kissed her neck. She was surprised how easy that was to do, all she did was imagine that Damen's lips really had brushed her neck and poof, her cheeks had turned pink. And she wasn't an actress. But if they were going to do this she wanted to be convincing and what girl wouldn't blush if Damen kissed their neck? Speaking of blushing, she couldn't help thinking that the girl who had run inside the school who's cheek he had kissed, was probably never gonna wash that cheek again. Well, not for a while anyway. I can think of two really good ways, but not sure you'd want to do it. Carley told him honestly. The untrue rumor they wanted spread was that they were fooling around or more, wasn't it? The best way she could think of was to get caught making out or more accurately convince others somehow that they'd been making out. That could be done with just talking .. whispering like he'd done before he'd gone over to the loners. Them kissing, inapropriately would also do the trick and they wouldn't have to fake a makeout session. Not wanting any of the loners who had started lining up for autographs to overhear. She waited until they'd started wallking inside, before she said, It might mean kissing me or faking a make out session. You do realize that Jack is going to want to kill us. Grinning he raised an eyebrow as he listened to what she had to say before looking away and signing the last autograph. As they started walking into the school he slipped his arm around her waist and listened to her ideas. Tisk, tisk. You like to move fast hu Sis. He leaned in closer to her and lowered his voice. I like the way you are thinking but why don't we try to make them work a bit harder. If we are seen in each other's arms and constantly whispering to each other they might believe we are trying to hide what we are doing. He straightened up a bit and scanned the kids around them who all tried to look like they had not been watching the two of them even though they could not see Damen's eyes behind the lens of his shades. He laughed when she mentioned Jack killing them and shook his head. Lesson one. Being the kid of a celebrity your job is to make your parents want to kill you. They may hate you put their agents will love you for the publicity you give their client. Putting a finger to his lips he smile at her. Oh I forgot that needs to be our little secret. Dad would kill me if he found out I was working for his agent. He heard the bell ring then looked at Carley. So what now? How many classes are left today anyway? Damen's way was much better. Why make it easy for them? Besides, people are more likely to believe it's true if it looks like you're trying to hide it. Why doesn't that surprise me? she asked when she'd found out that he was working for Jack's agent, but it had come out sounding more like a statement than a question. His secret was safe with her, instead of saying that though, she brought her fingers to her lips, made turning motion as if turning a key in the lock and then pretended to toss the invisible key over her shoulder, and winked. She'd noticed a few people watching them, but when they saw her looking they'd turn their heads as if they hadn't been watching at all. Only three classes left, she told him. They'd missed part of the school day because of Nicole's funeral. English, Art and Gym. Damen shrugged at her statement and chuckled at her zipping her lips. Aw, just wait I am sure he will try to recruit you as soon as he can. He let his arm drop to his side and walked with her to English as she told him what the rest of the classes were. I think I will pass on gym and make dad happy unless you think I can get away shirtless in that class. Damen was wondering when he would have a fight with Carley. He knew it happened, it had happened when he was out with friends and they would start to argue with a sibbling who was there or over the phone. He understood why it happened but so far he didn't see any reason why he would fight with Carley. It didn't cross his mind until they had gotten to the class that he really would have to wait and get to know her better before he could say whether or not he thought he would really fight with her. When they walked into the classroom Damen lowered his voice so that only Carley could hear. Did this teacher treat you alright after things changed? He was not sure what he could do to a teacher and he had not even been able to do much about the people who had treated her badly yet but as long as he knew who to go after he would be able to use whatever opportunities presented themselves. Carley wasn't sure how to answer. It wasn't that her english teacher had specifically said or did anything, yet. But his attitude changed and he'd look at her as if her biological parents being related had turned her into a mutant with two heads. He had specifically told her not to come to class today, but she had wanted to believe he'd said that because he knew that Nicole's funeral was today. She whispered back, Not as friendly and helpful as he use to be, calls on me less. But maybe he's just giving the others a chance to answer first. She knew she was making excuses, but english was her favorite class and he was her favorite teacher, or at least he use to be. He looks at me like I'm a mutant with two heads, but maybe that's just me being paranoid. Its wasn't hard to tell that Carley liked her teacher even if she had not made an excuse for the teacher he didn't think it would have been hard to recognize that she liked the teacher. He watched the teacher as they entered the room and gave him a quick nod and a smile even though his eyes were hard behind the lens of his shades. Lets see how he reacts to you today. Then we can figure out what to do then. He had meant to just sit down with her but he heard the teacher call out to them so he turned around to face the man. Yes? Is there something wrong? The teacher seemed to keep his gaze on Carley for a second as if he had expected her to do the speaking then he looked at Damen. Who are you? You're not one of my students. Damen took off his shades and resisted the urge to roll his eyes but he stopped himself as he walked up to the man and held out his hand for him to shake. I am Damen Spencer. Carley is my half sister and she wanted to show me what a normal public school is like. There was a slight hesitation from the man before he shook Damen's hand. I didn't think Carley would come to class today with the funeral and all. Damen knew there was more the man wanted to say but he couldn't even start to guess what it was. Ya, well the funeral is over and we felt like doing something other than sitting at home so what is better than school to take your mind off your problems right? Damen didn't believe his own words, it was just a line that he had memorized some time ago from a script that ended up being a waste of time but that line had stuck in his mind and he was happy had actually been able to use it. Another bell rang signalling the start of class and Damen looked back at Carley to make sure there was an empty seat there and he had just turned back to the man when he spoke to Damen again. Seems reasonable to me. As long as you do not cause any trouble you can sit in on the class. Damen nodded and went to sit with Carley. He sat down next to her and watching the teacher descreatly he laced his fingers into hers and made sure the teacher could see it as he ran his thumb over the back of her hand and spoke to her softly. He seems alright. Do you want to stop our game for this class or do you want to see if you are not being paranoid?