Thread: Not So Snow White (Mr Quixotic & Aurelia)

What an asshole. If she could have taken back her manners, she would have. As it was, it was too late now and he was already playing at her 'possible' intelligence. Sofia clearly knew she wouldn't be able to walk in with a camera and just start snapping pictures. That didn't mean, like every other decently tech savvy person, she wouldn't have her phone. Plus, she was a female. They were known for their group pictures, random selfies, and awkwardly held photos while they macked on whoever at the time. If some drug activity just happened to be in the pictures, well, wouldn't that just be a shame? The black haired girl would just keep her mouth shut though. Perhaps if she could swing something of that merit, it would put her a bit more into the Dean's good graces. And at the moment, she figured she could use all good grace she could get in case things started to go south. I am. Was her only reply to the man who was pushing her out the door, however. Well, she had a B in one class right now, but her roommate was helping her to study and bump that back up. A breath that could have been a huff passing her lips as she took a few steps back, shifting her own bag that she had collected up. At his given time frame of what she now had to work with, her mouth opened to answer, only to snap close as he basically left her to be. A week gave her some time, probably enough to get to the party, she hoped. Who knew what magic she would have to work for that, but she knew she would do it. Whatever 'it' was. So her hand began to tug on the door handle as she excused herself from the room, stopping almost wide eyed towards the new male that was practically walking into her. The rather direct introduction had the usually quite proper lady faltering. Or maybe it was the bright smile on the handsome face. Her eyes dipped to his lips then found their way back up the face to his eyes. A good moment passed before the words of what he had stated sunk in and also that she should be answer. Him glancing into the room she had just exited didn't seem to obvious. So her hand that was resting on the handle began to pull it closed finally, shutting out the current thoughts of what her future held. Or what she wished were that easily done. Ah.. yes, I'm Sofia. Should she shake his hand or something? What was this guy after all the sudden? He gave his explanation and a smile started to her lips, forced or not, she wasn't sure at this point. Her brain was working in a bit of overdrive, so she had to settle back down and try to get in the drivers seat once more. Sure, yea. I guess we can walk, Preston, was it? The stumble on her words had her looking away as her own two feet started to give a few steps, motioning that she would be following along with him now. The realization that she still had the file paper in her hand had her glancing down, frantically rolling it before opening her bag and stuffing it in there. She would have to look over it later to not seem so suspicious to the man beside her. Sofia could only imagine what he might think of her if he saw the detailed report. That maybe she was a stalker? Ugh, that was a terrible thought. Realizing that she had been walking silence, her head finally lifted, her body correcting to the ladylike structure she had been taught, the amber eyes finally looked over to Preston and she gave a smile in slight curiosity with her question. Where are you heading to, Preston? And I hadn't seen you around, just start? If this new person wanted to walk with her, she might as well try to make conversation. I'm on my way to Literature right now. A passing half scoff and giggle left her lips as she finally looked head to watch where she was going. The professor get's beyond grumpy if any one walks in late, so hopefully I can make it before he starts.