ROLEPLAY HQ - extracurriculars

TW: Sexual Content, TBD

The first day of any school year was always rough, but as a freshmen in college, it was probably the hardest of any Dekota has ever been through. There were thousands of people on campus, none of which she knew and almost all of which knew each other or knew of each other. There were people that stood out above the rest by something as simple as their outfit or hairstyle and here she was walking into the academic building with her long blonde hair in a messy bun and a sweatshirt. She had black shorts that excentiated her tanned legs, but otherwise she was completely ordinary. She looked down at her notebook that had her class schedule resting atop it as she pulled the doors open and made her way to what she thought was her first class: Psychology. She groaned at the prospect of having to think so hard so early in the morning, but her day was about to get much worse. She hadn’t been paying attention in the slightest and when she rounded the corner, she ran face first into the chest of a man who ended up dropping his own belongings. It had only been a singular book, but her mouth ran dry as she watched it hit the floor. Her bright blue eyes slowly looked up at the man she had run into and she was mortified. His dark hair and crystal eyes were mesmerizing. She stared at him for a few seconds before she opened her mouth to speak, but she quickly stopped herself. She had told herself she was going to put her foot down in college. Being nice had only got her so far in her past and it had not been in the direction she wanted. The look of terror quickly faded from her features and was replaced with an annoyed grimace. Her brows furrowed together and her delicate features pushed out a strong voice that made it seem like the entire interaction was his doing. “Watch where you’re going! Some of us have classes to get to.”

04:07

. She quickly tried to maneuver around him, feeling like an absolute asshole for being so rude, but maybe the people who witnessed it would have a little less incentive to come near her. She didn’t want to make friends, she didn’t want to stand out. All she wanted to do was get through her year unscathed and with decent grades. Was that too much to ask? @Deleted Account

Sullivan had opted for Psychology as an added subject this year. He never took an interest in it as much as the other subjects, it was only a supplementary course for him after all. He was rather about to skip the class and head out to check the swimming pool that was on campus. It wasn't like he didn't care about the classes, he did enjoy his subjects. But you know boys are boys, they are always upto something. Well, when it comes to Sullivan, he had definitely learnt how to throw his charm in for all the wrong reasons. It's almost like he knows that he'll get away with whatever he wants. You'd probably just hate how much you liked staring at him.

07:11

He was in his favourite grey sweatshirt and denim trousers that definitely gripped tight on all the right spots.

Usually he didn't care to bother about a random girl at campus, but this seemed almost like it was meant to happen. Her bumping into him was one thing, but he was rather lingering onto why she sounded so rude. Whatever it was, she sounded upset. And something urged him to not let her walk away while being upset like that.

07:25

He paused for a bit outside the door, and turned around to walk back in. He never was someone who gets nervous, but here it was inevitable. He glanced around to find her sitting and there was an unoccupied chair next to her.

07:27

He walks up next to her and lays his stuff on the seat next to hers, stealing a glance at her before he sits down.

so... Dekota huh? Am I right?

He reads her name that she had cutely doodled at the edge of her book.

I'm Sullivan

He gazes at her eyes, almost stuttering of nervousness because of how it had him lose his train of thoughts. He looked away for a bit, pretending to re-adjust the seat.

I- Uhh-

07:43

It was my bad, I was just standing too close to the door, I guess?

Well, now that 'some of us' have got to the class hehe. Maybe 'some of us' could consider a better first interaction?

@Sugarplum Shay

She was absolutely mortified as she ran into the classroom, choosing a seat near the back to try and hide her face for a a moment. Her hands came up to shield her eyes as she gathered herself, pushing her notebook away from her for a moment. When she heard someone come and sit in the seat next to her, she quickly removed her hands from her face and went to grab her notebook to pull it more in her space when she caught sight of who exactly had taken the seat. The classroom was a large room with three tables arranged in a C shape. There were several chairs along each one and most were empty. Of course he had chosen to sit right next to her. ‘So… Dekota huh? Am I right?’ She was speechless. How did he know her name?! She slowly reached for her notebook and pulled it closer to herself before she noticed her name drawn across the top. She let out a relieved sigh as he introduced herself. Giving him a half smile she turned back to the front of the class. He was absolutely gorgeous and she didn’t know why he was talking to her, let alone apologizing for her actions. “Yeah, you were.” She said flatly, trying her best not to let him know how flustered he had made her. When he commented about a new first impression, she turned to him with a smile she couldn’t stop. He was charming and she couldn’t resist answering him. “I’m sorry. I’m Dekota. It’s nice to meet you Sullivan.” She smiled widely at him before she felt the color beat into her cheeks. Turning away, she focused on the front of the class even though their teacher hadn’t arrived yet. She clicked her pen against the table, opened her notebook and fiddled with her pen some more before she looked back at him. “I… wouldn’t expect to see someone like you in psychology…” @Deleted Account

Sullivan was good at people, and he now knew exactly how to keep Dekota on her toes.

Nervous, are we?

He mumbles while cheekily sliding his chair closer to Dekota.

18:41

He leans in sideways, with his elbow resting all the way across on the arm rest of Dekota's chair.

18:46

He avoids looking at her, rather pretends to look straight ahead at the class, he speaks almost like he's whispering out a secret to her...

Oh, there's a lot of things I do that you wouldn't expect.

His voice was calm and his tone was soft, yet confident as he whispered that. Almost as if he was teasing Dekota with an innuendo.

He had that perfect amount of depth to his voice especially when he talked slow and soft like that. He just knew it was doing what it was meant to do. And that brought a rather inevitable smirk on his face. He was getting the butterflies while messing around with her, you could see it in the way his smile lingered onto his face a lot longer than after he had said that to her.

If you're unoccupied today, would you be willing to stay after classes? I was going to go checkout the swimming pool that's on campus, and maybe a few other spots. You could come along if you want?

@Sugarplum Shay

‘Nervous, are we?’ “No!” She quickly shot back. He made her extremely nervous, especially when he moved closer to her and rested his arm on her chair. She quickly moved her arm and leaned against the opposite side of her chair to get as far away from him as she could. It wasn’t that she wanted to, it was that she had to. His cologne seeped into her pores and it was intoxicating to say the least. ‘Oh, there’s a lot of things I do that you wouldn’t expect.’ Her eyes went wide as her gaze lowered to her notebook. She stuttered out an exhale as she started writing down things she definitely didn’t need to like: Psych 101 Dekota Lyons and the date. She looked up after a moment and saw that gorgeous smile on his face, knowing immediately that her own was plastered on hers. When he invited her to go to the school pool after class, she looked down at her notebook again before she nodded. “Yeah… That sounds fun.” The smile was stuck in her face as she started to draw small doodles in the margin of her notebook. The teacher finally arrived shortly after and she forced herself to try and pay attention. He made it difficult by sitting so close, keeping that smile on his face and smelling so incredible, but she would just have to suffer through it. If he didn’t make any other move towards her, the class would go on without incident. When the bell rang, she gathered her things and went to move on to her next class if he didn’t stop her. @Deleted Account