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Thread: A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

Esther was almost bubbly in her enthusiasm, and Chad had to smile as she chattered away. He set to popping the containers open, getting the food out. There were a few plates included, so he heaped his full before sliding the containers and a plate to Esther, letting her serve herself. he wasn't sure how much she was planning to indulge in for the meal, but that was all up to her. Still, he smiled at her statement about the 'expose' on the meat here. There was something like that almost every month, some new 'discovery' that made the cafeteria look terrible. And yet it never closed, and people kept coming. Hey, you didn't think that I was going to let you settle for some crummy lunch lady meal, did you? Nothin' but the best for you. He winked at her as he finished, smiling,and handing her the wrapped utensils so they could start eating. Harrison stood up, stretching, and looking around the room one last time. He wanted to make sure that there was nothing else that needed his attention. If Darien wanted him to show at this party, it meant he would have to get in touch with Gideon, and get some supplies for it, and that meant he might not make it to last period. But it was cash in his pocket, adn that was, in a lot of ways, more important. And besides, he'd have to listen to Darien whining if he didn't manage it. He set off out of the lunch room.
Thread: A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

Esther noticed him piling food onto his plate. She took her plate and after he served himself, she piled on food, though half the amount that he piled on. She still loved food, but it took a lot of willpower not to want to overeat. And right now, all she wanted to do was pile whatever remained after he served himself onto her plate so she could just eat it all. The worst foods for her to eat were her favorite sushi, Chinese food and a whole lot of Mexican food. But she piled on a little bit at a time. It took all she had not to just devour the food like the fat girl she still was on the inside. Picking up her plastic utensils, she broke the plastic covering and took a fork out and mixed her chicken with the rice. She speared a bite and took a bite, her eyes fluttering closed at just how delicious it was. Mm, Im one lucky lady. She smiled, looking up at him. Thank you. Youre too sweet to arrange for non-questionable-meat. She grinned. Especially since I didnt have time to make a lunch for myself today and Ill need all my energy today for tonights practice. Practices were usually five hours long. Directly after school and they went on until about 830. And I really didnt want to eat a salad. She had eaten enough salads for two years. These days, she upped her protein intake for energy and longevity. Which was she had more chicken than rice on her plate, alongside the vegetables. Spearing a broccoli, she took a small bite and then looked at him. Soare we going to talk about yesterday?
Thread: A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

Chad dug into his food with relish. It was good, far better than he'd had in mind to be eating today. The lunch date with Esther was a fine excuse to get his team to chip in to help him get things moving. Else he'd have had to get the food himself, and that wasn't terribly likely to happen. No time for it! When his fork was halfway to his mouth, Esther brought up the day before. he had to wrack his brain a moment to get what she meant, but then it dawned on him that she was talking about the kiss. It dawned on him another second later that she might not have had a lot of guys kiss her before, and thus it may have fallen into the category of a Big Deal to her. And that meant he was going to have to sort it out as smoothly as possible. Frankly it gave him an easy moment. Do we need to? He asked her, his hand reaching out to find hers again, taking her fingers in his hand, giving them a light squeeze. Was somethign about it...unclear to you? He asked her with a smile, his head tilting slightly as he spoke, making him look curious.
Thread: A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

Her eyes searched his gaze, expressions or just even his mannerisms. Her question stopped him mid-bite and she just wondered what he would say. Would he just brush it off? Or would this be the moment that things change officially between them, in the way she was hoping they would. His hand touched her, their fingers lacing and she stared at them, dropping her gaze from his. She smiled a shy little smile that made a soft red hue kiss her cheeks. I dont know. She said it so softly, once more turning into that shy girl who had never breached this kind of territory before. She lived in a city and went to a school where looks were a major deal. Guys never paid her attention. If anything, the most they did was to talk to her about either Mallory or Abby, in others word making her the Designated Ugly-Fat-Friend. In others, she had been the DUFF since the end of eighth grade, all the way until now. Even before she shed the final thirty pounds to her goal weight, guys still looked to her only to inquire about her friends. This territory with Chad was totally new. He didnt ask her about Abby or Mallory. He only looked at her. He was actually in her, Esther Martin. So yes, to her, that kiss yesterday was a big deal since it was her first kiss ever. People kiss all the time. It can be in the heat of the moment or it could just be a friendly peck. Though the kiss he gave her was so not a friendly peck, if the books she read was any indicator. It wasnt a second kiss. It was a good hot moment that made her follow his lips when he pulled back, shamelessly. Granted, yesterdays kiss was so not a friendly peck but neither does it have to mean anything. She looked up at him after realizing she was sort of talking herself in circles, at the same time probably digging a deeper hole for herself. Not that it didnt mean anything. It meant a lot to me. I guess what Im trying to find out is if it meant anything to you. She bit the inside of her cheek, more like lightly chewing it out of anxiety. She apparently needed it spelled out to her. Just for confirmation, mostly because she didnt want to assume anything one bit! That would be...absolutely embarrassing and mortifying.
Thread: A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

There was a quiet bell of alarm going off in Chad's head, warning him that he was very quickly approaching a point of no return, or that the good ship ChadEsther might be about salm into an iceberg very soon if he didn't do something about it quickly. So he did the only thing that came to mind. Esther? He said plainly to her, hand coming away from hers and lifting her chin slightly. Stop asking. he said with a smile, and leaned in to kiss her again. he left the contact there a moment, letting the kiss stretch for a few heartbeats longer than the last time before he pulled away gently from her, leaning up to plant a gentle kiss on her forehead before he moved back to his seat. Still confused? He asked her with a wink. Harrison looked around, seeing if there was anything else he needed to do before he head out. Well, other than schooling, but that'd keep. When nothing demanded his attention, he moved off to the street, and found one of the people that lived in his area waiting with a car. It paid to have people around. He got his ride, heading for hte docks. Time to pick up his party favours.
Thread: A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

He said her name, more like said it with a questioning lilt at the end of it and her heart beat faster. Her chin lifted as his finger demanded of her and she looked at him. Her cheeks turned red as she realized what he was about to do and her heart fluttered at the touch of his lips. She leaned in closer, tilting her head just slightly to conform to his lips and her eyes closed. She kissed him back softly, savoring the feeling. It was official. She was Chads and he was all hers. Esther Martin, age sixteen officially had a boyfriend! She could reel from the excitement of it all. No longer was she a fat pariah, she was officially off the market. Their lips parted, a parting kiss to her forehead and she sat back, smiling at him. Not one bit. She had a big smile on her face which made the dimples in her cheeks all the more pronounced. Not one bit at all. She speared a heartier bite of chicken with broccoli and ate. There was no wiping the smile off of her face right now. --- Heidi sat in a well built car. The interior was all sleek black leather and she always relished the scent of real leather, not that vinyl crap they liked to pass off as leather. The man behind the shades that sat up front was her driver, Zig, and he was good at being discreet, as well as wearing ear plugs in his ear when appropriate, like now. The car, a rich Jaguar, was parked by the docks, behind several buildings to give some anonymity. Beside her was a brown paper bag, generously filled for her client. She wasnt the head-honcho but experience told her dealer that when a gorgeous woman with a certain air of authority made his deliveries, he got better results. Enter Heidi. Thick platinum blonde hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, not a single lock of hair out of place. She wore richly tailored clothing and for this weather, it was quite comfortable. Summer was coming to an end and autumn was quickly approaching but the weather had a nice bit of both in it. Not too hot but not too cold. Perfect California weather. Allowing her to wear a peach colored sundress with a princess neckline, sleeveless and the hem coming just a little bit above her knees, nude colored Manolo Blahnik Mary Janes adorning her freshly pedicured feet. Every inch of her oozed riches, wealth and smart business, albeit illegal. To finish off the ensemble, white-bug-eyed framed sunglasses obscuring her feline green eyes from view. It lent her a bit more anonymity, the frames being so big that her identity could remain a mystery, as well as her appearance without the glasses.
Thread: A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

Near the table that Mallory and Abby had settled at, a young man came by, smiling at them. Hey Mal. Abs. He greeted them both before sitting down, smiling at Abby. Jaime was one of the better people to be working ont the yearbook committee, and he wasn't really sure what he and Abby had, other that it was fun while it lasted, and he still liekd being around her regardless of their situation. He cocked his head seeing Chad kissing Esther, adn just how much of a glow around her she had from it. Aw...aren't they adorable? I think I might need to vomit. He quipped. Harrison got out of the car, seeing who his drop off was. He rolled his eyes. This was going to be fun. He approached the waiting car. Heidi. He said by simple way of greeting. Got something for me? He asked her, folding his arms faintly. There were three or four pople that came by to drop off in the area, and he liked Heidi the least. Quite a looker she was. And a bigger bitch he'd yet to meet. This was always the hardest part of the deal really. Chad winked at Esther as she seemed to have settled in pretty solidly after that last little display. And why not? It didn't leave much tot he imagination or open to interpretation. He was about to speak when one of the team approached with a grin. Chad! Buddy! Party on Finch man! You coming? He asked. Chad rolled his eyes. Dude, seriously? This could have waited. Chad point out. Yeah. But then you might not tell her about it. He pointe both fingers at Esther with a grin. And you Esther Martin...are most certainly welcome to join us! See you both on Friday! He beat a retreat from Chad's withering glare. Chad sighed, adn then looked to Esther. So. Should I pick you up for hte party then?
Thread: A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

Jaime just smiled at the comments, not denying them. Abby was fond of playing with French, and Jaime knew that his ability to respond had always bothered Mallory, hating being left out of the conversation,adn sure that there was something important being said. But gettinga few good shots in on Mallory nearly always made for an amusing day. Still, he could feel a pang of sympathy for her. While Mallory was enjoying herself, he knew for a fact that there were a few decent guys that had been interested in her but been scared off by her reputation. She was making her own bed, and rather than lying in it she seemed intent on fucking everyone in it. Her choice. But Jaime did admit there was a concern for her in the long term. I had a few ulterior motives for not being bothered when we were doing it. Jamie responded to Abby with a wink, and running a hand briefly along her shoulder affectionately. His tone was different, his own French tinged with a slightly different accent to it. Abby had learned very well, but her French was very clearly taught with a pronunciation and form more indicative of France, while his was...not. Firmly in the quarters of the Quebecois, Jaime actually had to put effort into his English to avoid a fair amount of accent creeping into it. You might get your shot later this week Mallory. I've been hearing tell of a party over on Finch on Friday, so I imagine you'll find any number of willing volunteers there. Jaime supplied. Harrison heaved a sigh, and reached a hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose. Look Heidi, we both know how the chain works. You buy from the Pin, the Pin buys from Gideon, Gideon buys from Viper, and Viper is the scariest bitch in the drug trade. And since I mainly report to Gideon, sometimes he cuts you a deal and sells you a party pack for me direct so you can get a better profit. So either you've got my party pack, or we're wasting everyone's time here. So are we wasting time? If we are I can think of a lot more fun ways we could be doing it. Harrison raised his eyebrows, knowing full well from experience that all he was doing was antagonizing her with the last statement. In most circumstances not wise perhaps, but when Harrison did have a passive connection to her dealers dealer, she couldn't rip him off too badly or things would trickle down back to her. But it could still cause more grief than he needed. But Gods, he just couldn't shut up sometimes. Chad nodded readily. Oh yeah, it's not an invite exclusive thing, but some people do get priority to get in. Like you and me. He smiled at her as he spoke. No one is going to turn Abby or Mallory away, so you'll have me and them to lean on while we're there. Just remember, if it's your first party, you'll want to make an impression. Tell Abby and Mallory you're going, they'll help you get ready. He suggested, his smile splitting to a grin. He had hte moment of almost suggesting that she lean more on Mallory, knowing that she'd likely encourage Esther to slut it up a fair amount, and Chad had to admit he wanted to see how Esther carried that look. But it was a bit early to try that kind of suggestion.
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Jaime wasn't stupid, could read betweent he lines, but if he was being honest, he enjoyed some of the pursuit with Abby, the byplay between them that just seemed to have a little more spice to it when they weren't dating yet. Being honest he'd actually specifically set her off towards a break up with him, knowing that they'd end up back together eventually. And he'd done it twice. It was fun, and he had the strong suspicion that she enjoyed the build up to them getting back together as much as he did. Perhaps later ma chrie . Jamie responded smoothly with a wink. He'd see how thigns shook out at the party. It would be as good a time as any to see how thigns stood. Harrison only smiled as she handed him the bag. Giving him shit indeed. But she had miscalculated. I'd tell you to get out of the car and I'd show ya exactly how it is, but I aint got time to play. he turned away from her, walking towards the car. Put the bag on Gideon's account. I'm sure he'll love the story about how you handed it over without cash first. He smiled to himself as he walked away. Oh, he was going to catch hell for this, he knew it, but at the same time, he really didn't care. He could already see teh chain of events lining up as he got into the car that was waiting for him. Heidi telling him that Harrison was an ignorant little fuck, Harrison paying Gideon for things, but Gideon nont being nearly as willing to throw Heidi a bone to boost her profits. A small victory, a petty one, but he'd take it today. See you next time bitch! Harrison called as the car peeled out. His driver didn't want to be between these two if things got nasty. Chad actually cocked his head at her words. That was a sudden shift, and he reached out his hand, resting it on her shoulder. until she would look at him. Hey. He said softly. You already got my interest Esther. That's not going to change. He gave her a soft smile as he spoke. I just want to...help you feel like you don't have to hide, you know? I know youre used to thinking that everyone believes you're invisible, but you sure aren't. I want you to know what it's like for people to see you, for more people to know you. He cracked a grin. Of course it's going tobe a lot of work when I have to fight all the guys that are going to be hitting on you.
Thread: A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

Jaime finally stopped teasing thigns along, adn looked at Mallory and then back across the room to Esther. Well, if you're looking for a male perspective at some point along in your endeavour, you know I'm happy to offer an opinion. After all, I'm sure you'll want to have Esther surprise Chad with the new look instead of have him provide input. Much more fun for everyone involved that way. He said without a hint of sarcasm. Jaime might be something of a jackass at times, but he was an honest one. Harrison was still grinning as they drove away, but he was dialing his phone. Hello, Gideon? Yes, I've got the bag. No, no...problem. Well...I told Heidi to put it on your account. Well, she gave me the bag without getting the money. No, I have the cash. Yes sir, I can bring it to you tonight. Yes sir, I understand. Harrison hung up the phone, and leaned back in his seat. He knew that he was lucky that Gideon liked him, or at least found him useful. That could have gone a lot worse. But he also knew that Heidi was going to catch even more hell now, which might be a detriment to Harrison's ability to deal on his own steam. He'd have to hunt out Dode more often. The guy was his own best customer for drugs, but he could keep him supplied. Hey, nothing worth doing is easy Esther. And you're showing that you've got what it takes to do awesome things. So...just remember you got me, and your friends. We'll help you however we can. Chad promised, the words smooth, coming easily to him. Gods, on some level it was easy. Esther had none of the years of experience and layers of mental armour against someone being charming, being interested. A lot of things that he'd get eye-rolls from worked well, simply because she wanted it to be the truth, wanted to get it right the first time, that Chad was the right guy for her. Who knew, maybe he was! But Chad somehow doubted it. Still, she was fun, adn he could show her how to have fun. Trust me. This party is going to be a great experience for you.
Thread: A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

Chad smiled a little wider, knowing exactly what he ahd to say. The opportunity was there. He couldn't not take it. Well...one of struck gold. But I'm pretty sure it was me. He told her with a wink. No matter how corny it sounded, it was a fun moment that he just couldn't resist. Chad got back to his food, digging in with some relish, wanting to make sure he got through his food before lunch was over. He let his mind wander a little, wondering exactly what he might get up to at a party. Finch was a good place for it, isolated, it used to be a small apartment complex. The owner had tried to set it up as a dorm, with the basement set up as a more open room to mingle in, and the upper floors still being apartments. When no residents had been willing to commit to a long term stay, he'd taken to having it used as a party locale. The city had been fine with it, as it concentrated all the mayhem in one place instead of spreading it out. There seemed to be an unspoken agreement with the police that they wouldn't get involved so long as things stayed reasonably contained. The office door was slightly ajar. There was faint music coming from within, a soft voice ringing in pure tones in a language that few understood anymore. When Heidi entered there was only one other person in the room. Gideon Caffal was not instantly intimidating, standing at five and half feet tall, and carrying twenty or more pounds more than a properly trim man would. He was not young anymore, in his late fifties, his hair mostly gone to white now, and a reasonably short beard covered much of his lower face. His office had it's own private pool table, he liked to conduct business over a game, and didn't need spectators. He looked up from a break shot at Heidi, his eyes calm, almost disinterested. Lass. He said quietly, just below conversational. Not loud, but there was a quiet air of certain authority. Good o' ye to come so soon. He made another shot, adn reached to a side table to take pull from a tall glass of dark beer. He turned back to her, his head cocking slightly to one side. Sent ye to do a job, I did. Simple one. Deliver ta young Harrison, so he can make me money. Goes places ye can't, account of the lads age. Makes the lad useful ta me. Instead, I find that ye are here, nae bag tae be seen. And I dinnae suppose ye have the cash for the bag... He made a shot, a hard one that sent a ball hammering into a corner pcket. ...do ye lass? He asked, walking around the table, lining up another shot, and putting him closer to her.