Jun 17, 2016
give a little time to me or burn this out we'll play hide and seek to turn this around all I want is the taste that your lips allow my, my, my, my, oh give me love
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give a little time to me or burn this out we'll play hide and seek to turn this around all I want is the taste that your lips allow my, my, my, my, oh give me love
sitty 1x1 anyone? bueller? buellleeerrrr?
NUMBER ONE FAN || SITTY
To be honest, Kitty was completely against attending this dance. She hated her boarding school and she hated all of the stupid girls that attended it - most of all, she hated her parents for forcing her to be there. These dances - or 'mixers' as the school would call them - with the boys' boarding school were always the worst. Not only that, but they had a strict curfew of 10:30 PM which really wasn't all that great compared to their normal curfew of 10:00 PM on the weekends. It was all pathetic and safe and Kitty was growing sick and tired of it. Luckily, she was seventeen and a senior, which meant she only had this last year to go before she was out of there.
Even luckier, the entertainment for that night was the one and only Sam Evans. Most of the girls were screaming as soon as the news was announced, but Kitty had shrugged it off as no big deal, not wanting to seem like just another fan. Because she wasn't just another fan. She was his number one fan, really, self-proclaimed or otherwise. And tonight, Kitty was planning on meeting him in order to fulfill a lifelong dream of hers. Unfortunately, she'd have to figure out how to ditch her date first.
Chewing on her lower lip, Kitty stood by the punch bowl, slowly drinking a (thankfully) spiked glass of punch. It was enough to keep her sedated for the time being, but as she watched Sam plugging away at his guitar, it only made her want to meet him that much more.
Cheerleading practice on a Saturday always sucks.
But at least I'm not one of those idiots stuck in detention. Besides, now that Coach Sylvester has finally let us free, it's time to have a little bit of fun.
FACE TO FACE → SITTY
[After doing her normal morning routine, Kitty triple-checked to make sure she looked extra cute in her Cheerios uniform that day, considering she had her first tutoring session with Mr. Evans. She didn't need the tutoring, not at all, but she figured it was an easy way to get some one-on-one time with him and get him to fall for her, thus allowing her to win the bet. Maybe it was a bit cruel, but it's not like a teacher would actually date a student long term. At the most, they'd have a fun time together before going their separate ways. She was graduating, anyway.
Arriving at school, Kitty hiked up her Cheerios skirt just a bit, revealing the perfect amount of thigh, before she head for his classroom where they agreed to meet. She had to admit she was a bit nervous. Mr. Evans didn't seem to be the type to fall for a student all that easily, but he was really cute and somewhat funny, so she knew she already had a little thing for him. Basically, she'd enjoy getting to flirt with him in order to win this bet.
When she reached his classroom door, Kitty rapped against the paneling gently and waited for permission to enter.]
FACE TO FACE → SITTY
[Although Kitty was still incredible pissed about Sam not wanting her at the party, she couldn't deny that she wanted to see him. She had made sure to go out on Saturday, not wanting to feel lame listening to stories about his awesome party while she had stayed home all night. The girl had a somewhat wild night with Bree, but it was nothing as special as she was sure Sam's party had been.
After managing to pull herself out of bed, the girl head to the nearby Einstein's and picked up two coffees and bagels for each of them. She made her way to his frat house afterwards, letting herself in thanks to the front door being surprisingly unlocked. Sneaking upstairs, Kitty knocked gently on his bedroom door.]
It's Kitty. I come bearing gifts other than my wonderful self.
[With that, Kitty pushed open the door, a loud thud sounding as the bag of bagels dropped out of her hand when she saw a girl in bed beside her not-boyfriend.]
TEXT || KITTY & BREE
BREE: Remember what I said about spicing things up this year?
KITTY: Sure do. Lay it on me.
BREE: Evans.
KITTY: As in.. Mr. Evans? What about him?
BREE: $500 if you get him to sleep with you.
KITTY: You're insane. He's a /teacher/. He's probably married!
BREE: I mean, if you don't think you can pull it off, I'm sure I'd be able to. I always said I was the more attractive one.
KITTY: Challenge accepted.
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