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Mind your own Business! Jun 28, 2015 18:54:10 GMT -5

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Post by Kenzie on Jun 28, 2015 18:54:10 GMT -5

Arthur glared over at Chardonnay from across the table. Sure, she didn’t blame herself for making him late but Arthur sure as fuck blamed her. If she’d picked any of the readily available rooms on the first floor they would already be well into their project! But no, Chardonnay had to fucking make this as inconvenient as possible. He’d only been with her for 3 minutes and he already felt his blood pressure rising and the urge to jump out of the window was growing with every passing second.

He rolled his eyes as her scoff. Of course she wanted to be difficult.

”No, we are not doing a restaurant,” Arthur hissed under his breath, for now at least being quiet enough so as to not arouse too much anger in their direction. She was still going on about this idea of hers?! What the hell was so spectacular about it! He saw that their professor didn’t even look remotely interested in whatever it was she’d written down. He supposed she probably just copied her father’s original documents about making his business or something. Hell, if they went with her idea they’d get expelled for plagiarism! And once again the fact that Chardonnay basically told him to fuck of with his idea and input he felt a surge of annoyance, as he slammed his hand on his own draft. It wasn’t loud enough to really be noticeable—but once again it was just a gradual increasing of volume in their little corner of the library. ”Obviously Lockwood doesn’t want us to do your project, yours was the one he looked at first! But I fixed this and no I don’t need a copy of your stupid idea, because we’re doing a theater, not a stupid restaurant, which only has a purpose for snobby bitches like you anyway!”

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Mind your own Business! Jun 28, 2015 21:22:57 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jun 28, 2015 21:22:57 GMT -5

"Are you kidding me?! He looked at our papers the same way, and you think yours is any better than mine? Hell no!" Chardonnay's voice continued to increase just as Arthur's had, however after her little statement she could hear a few shushes pushed in their direction as a few students turned to look their way. She turned and looked in the direction that the shushing noises had come from, frowning and glaring in their direction before she put her attention back into Arthur. Was he really being serious with her, or was he simply doing this only to further frustrate her to the point where she wanted to hit or throw something at him? Well, to be honest he didn't have to do much to get her to want to do something like that to him; him just sitting somewhere, especially near her, was enough of a reason for her to want to throw something at him, if only because she knew that it would probably get him away from her, like she wanted to happen right now. But apparently that wasn't going to happen; they had to work on this project, yet, just as she had suspected, this was already turning out to be an argument rather than a discussion about what should be done. Not that that was any surprise to Chardonnay, given how she figured that Arthur had no idea how to carry a decent conversation with anyone, especially not her because he obviously had something against her, just as she had something against him.

She leaned forward against the table then, narrowing her eyes and curling her hand into fist as they rested against the table. "We are not doing a theater. What in the fuck kind of idea could you have with something like that? It's such a simple thing, and it's only enjoyed by trashy people like you! There are so many things we can do with a restaurant, so many things that I can do with a restaurant that would be so much better than anything you could come up with for a theater. After all, what's even really in those places but a couple of rooms where people show movies at and where people throw popcorn all over the floor? Nothing!" She was determined, at this point, to get him to throw any idea of a theater out the window. Did she really expect it to happen? No, not really, but she wished that it would happen. Damn him; what was his problem?

"I actually have good ideas for this, I actually have experience with working with a business because I've grown up around one my entire life, and I actually know what the hell I'm doing. But what do you have to show? Why are you even taking that class?" Her tone was slowly turning from threatening to condescending as she continued to speak, berating him by this point because she figured him to be too ignorant to understand the things that went on with a business. "You don't know what it takes to run a successful business because you've never lived in an environment like that, and I don't care how long you've worked in a business for because I doubt it gave you the experience to do something like this. So we're doing things my way."

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Mind your own Business! Jun 28, 2015 22:13:54 GMT -5

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The shushes of the other students in the library fell upon deaf ears. Arthur was seething at the very notion that Chardonnay was trying to trivialize his project. Again.

Arthur couldn’t believe that Chardonnay would ever take this assignment seriously. Even though she’d given him plenty of reason to believe it. Sure, she wasn’t being negotiable but really neither was he, and sure she was knocking his project but he was knocking hers—honestly right now neither one cared enough to listen and that was their downfall.

”Of course you wouldn’t know, you’re stuck up in your goddamn perfect princess world where no one else matters! You have no idea what something like that could mean to some people- -to anyone but you!” He snapped, voice getting louder to the point that simple shushes weren’t going to be heard over it. No longer was he trying to be quiet—around Chardonnay the desire to just shut up and work was nonexistent. ”And going off that logic what the fuck’s so great about a restaurant?! All you do is eat overpriced food—you could cook the same fucking thing at home for way less money!”

Tch. She had experience working a business? Yeah, right. Arthur was sure that she just meant her father’s business. Perhaps if her tone hadn’t been so condescending he might have considered the possibility that Chardonnay did more than just follow her dad around and flip burgers occasionally, but right now he was so angry at her that he couldn’t dare try to imagine Chardonnay was anything other than a lazy, spoiled princess who just wanted to get her way right now.

”Stop acting like you know everything about me!” Arthur yelled, ”You have no idea what experience I have, or what I plan to do with this class! You might find this hard to believe but I actually have a goal, and I’m not letting your shitty holier-than-thou attitude bring my grade down!”

By now a librarian was on their way, having been alerted by the angry, studying students, but Arthur didn’t notice them, too engrossed with the argument at hand.

The two of them really should learn to lower their voices. But then again, they brought the worst out in one another.

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Mind your own Business! Jun 29, 2015 9:48:37 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jun 29, 2015 9:48:37 GMT -5

Huffing out a heavy breath and rolling her eyes, when Arthur started to yell back at her, Chardonnay slammed her hands down on the top of the table as she leaned back against her seat, folding her arms as she gave the boy in front of her a nasty look. Really? So he really thought that theaters were important, yet restaurants were nothing of importance? Right, because that made so much sense! She was more than positive that she wasn't the only person that thought that theaters were a waste of time and a waste of space, and that only people who had no lives or nothing worthy to do in their lives frequented theaters. After all, why would someone want to sit in a dark room and watch a movie with a bunch of people who probably smelled bad while staying silent the entire time? It didn't make any sense to her! At least for a restaurant you could sit in front of the person you were with and talk to them, all while enjoying great food (depending on the place anyway), and what could be better than that?

"Oh please, you think theater's are so much better than a restaurant because of the pricing? Are you kidding me?!" She gave the boy an incredulous look as she scoffed in his direction. Collective groans started to ring out in the room, one person even shouting a 'shut up' to them before getting up from his seat, slamming his chair back into the desk that he was sitting at, and then leaving. A few more people followed promptly after him, all looking in Arthur and Chardonnay's direction with frowns and scowls as they exited the room, grumbling to themselves lightly. "If you don't think that tickets and the snacks at theaters are overpriced but actual quality foods that you'll find at a restaurant are, then you surely have no idea what you're talking about!"

What were they even arguing about? The pros and cons of a theater and a restaurant? Had Chardonnay not been as angry as she was in that moment, especially at Arthur but also over what Professor Lockwood had said before about her draft, she probably would have come to the realization that the argument was about everything but the project that they were working on and that it was surely just for the fact that neither of them could stand the sight of the other. But that didn't mean that, even if she really had thought about that, that she would have stopped the argument from happening. After all, she didn't want to give Arthur the last word! And then when he went on about how he actually had a purpose for being in this class and that he actually had goals in there... She couldn't help but roll her eyes at that, not being able to believe that at all. What goals could he possibly have in business? To just get a degree in it to say that he had one but never used it?

Now that seemed believable in her mind. Had she not been as upset as she was in that moment, she probably would have laughed as well.

"Why don't you stop acting like you know everything about me then, huh? Maybe then I'll stop acting like I know everything about you, which I never claimed other than to know that you're nothing but a low life slum who will never accomplish anything in your life!" And now she was getting childish, and maybe even a little persona; with her attacks towards him. But again, she paid no mind to it, and instead of stopping there she stood from her chair, nearly knocking it backwards, and rested her palms against the table top. With her face twisted into a deep scowl and her eyes narrowed in Arthur's direction, she hadn't taken into account that the door to the room opened again, a woman standing at the door with her hands folded over her chest and a look of anger resting against her face. "And I sure as hell and not going to let somebody like you, somebody who obviously has no potential in life, bring down a grade that is actually important to me because, unlike you, I'll be able to do something with this."

He was nothing compared to her, or at least that was what Chardonnay wanted to believe. She wanted to continue to think that he had no drive and that he was only going to continue to take on petty little jobs that didn't mean anything while bitching about people like her all his life with the bitterness that resided in him. She just didn't understand him! But in that next moment a loud sort of coughing and clearing of the throat noise came into the area, causing Chardonnay to look in the direction that the voice had come from, her eyes catching onto the red faced librarian.

"Are you the two that have been causing a disturbance to everyone here? I've gotten ten complaints over the course of five minutes because of you two!" She walked over to them, resting her hands against her hips. "Do you two not understand where you are? You're in a library, and do you understand that there are other students here trying to study?"

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Mind your own Business! Jun 29, 2015 17:29:01 GMT -5

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Post by Kenzie on Jun 29, 2015 17:29:01 GMT -5

As people started to leave and complain to the librarian, Arthur didn’t notice. He was too focused on Chardonnay, again, and of course not two minutes of them being alone together had gone on before they started fighting. The momentary truce they’d had in the hallway when they both agreed that they wanted to get this project done was forgotten—and though they’d both made it clear to the other that they were serious about the grade they got in the course, neither was making an effort to listen to the other’s ideas.

Of course, it didn’t help that Arthur had started this whole meeting with put your idea away, we’ll do mine, but he knew Chardonnay would have done the same thing two seconds later. The arguments were no longer relevant to the project. Hell, had he been paired up with anyone else in the class and the other person suggested doing a restaurant Arthur might have conceded and helped them do it. Or maybe he still would have insisted on his theater—but at least he wouldn’t be so dead-set against it. But because it was an idea born out of Chardonnay’s mind he deemed it must be useless—and now the insults were getting personal.

They were never going to get anything done at this rate.

At Chardonnay’s very personal insult to him, telling him he was a lowlife scum who would amount to nothing Arthur slammed his hands on the table and stood up as well, glaring over at her, though all of his weight was on his left leg and the two hands leaning on the table. The insults had obviously offended him, because though indirect, she was not only insulting him but Susan as well. And of course his goal-- something Arthur didn't necessarily want insulted by this spoiled little brat.

”Shut the fuck up and get off your high horse! You know NOTHING about me or where I came from!” Arthur snapped back, fire kindling in his eyes as he didn’t even hear the librarian heading over towards them with an expression growing more and more annoyed as she heard the bickering couple not even trying to be quiet. ”Why the hell shouldn’t I pretend to know everything about you, you’re as shallow as a goddamn kiddie pool! There’s nothing worth knowing!”

That was when the librarian came over and asked her question, causing Arthur to snap back to the reality of where they were and his face flushed in embarrassment. Unlike Chardonnay, Arthur cared about other people… well, within reason. A location like this was one that Arthur tended to respect his peers in. He understood people in the library were only trying to do their work and that was a desire that he respected… so the fact that he and Chardonnay had repelled the entire student body using this room away really said something. He bit his lower lip as he thought of words to say. But he realized he couldn’t take too long—Chardonnay would probably pipe up with ‘who cares’ or something of equal bitchy nature and make this worse for them than it already was.

”We’re sorry ma’am, we didn’t mean to yell, we just got into a… debate.” Arthur tried to explain but the librarian wasn’t buying it. She kept her hands locked on her hips and her expression stern as she looked from Arthur to Chardonnay.

”A library is no place for a debate. If you’re going to debate, take it elsewhere. There is a zero tolerance policy for yelling.” The librarian said, displaying no sympathies to either party.

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Mind your own Business! Jun 30, 2015 6:58:34 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jun 30, 2015 6:58:34 GMT -5

The fact that they had been loud and obnoxious enough to have other students complain about them yelling at one another was certainly something Chardonnay hadn't been expecting. As the librarian approached them and started to pose her questions to them, she turned her eyes and looked back at Arthur, continuing to scowl despite the fact that the older woman was standing right next to them because, really, she didn't care. Well, she cared a little bit, but it wasn't enough to settle the anger she felt for Arthur in that moment, and it sure as hell wasn't enough to get her to really stop her points across to Arthur. But she wasn't about to spew a response to him in that moment with the woman standing there; after all, the only reason she was there was because they had been loud enough, and what kind of person would she look like if she couldn't control herself in the face of another teacher?

Then again, she sure as hell hadn't given much of a care when in Professor Lockwood's class when she yelled in there, and she sure as hell hadn't given him the respect that he probably deserved when she essentially demanded that he change her partner so that she wouldn't have to deal with Arthur. But this woman hadn't said anything disrespectful to her, not like that professor had, so she had no reason to want to be rude in that moment. Well, no, that was a lie. She wanted to be rude and obnoxious to Arthur, but she figured she could take that action back up once they were left alone. She rolled her eyes after listening to Arthur's apology, shaking her head as she looked back down at the table and lifted her hands from it, resting them at her sides after she shook them out a bit to relax them as a soft snort came from her mouth. She hadn't meant for the noise to come from her, and after the fact it had grabbed the attention of the librarian who, after speaking her piece, turned to look at Chardonnay with raised brows and with her tongue clicking against her cheek with a look of irritation crossing her face.

"Yes... A debate is what were having," Chardonnay tried to counter back as if to back his point up, something that she hated to do and nearly cringed to herself while doing so. "We're very passionate about what we were talking about."

But the woman still seemed un-amused with the two students, and instead of refuting back instantly she stopped and looked at the two back and forth. No, she certainly wasn't under the impression that it had been a simple debate, especially not after what had been told to her from other students, and certainly not from what she had heard by being able to listen to them for the few seconds that she had been able to. "What are you twos names?" There seemed to be a general silence between the two of them before they spoke their names, to which the librarian was, again, silent as she assessed the situation. "Well, Mr. Summers and Ms. Nicholas... Even if you were having a 'debate', it's still very unacceptable, and I will not tolerate this, especially not after having so many students come to me and complain. Never before have that many students complained about the same two people! Don't you think that's a little ridiculous?" The woman sighed and shook her head, still surprised over that fact. How could two students cause so much trouble and essentially clear out a room at the library?

"I want you two to leave for the rest of the day," she started back. Chardonnay when to open her mouth to speak, already a little squeak of a noise coming out of her mouth but before she was able to say anything her mouth was left to hang open at the librarian started to speak again. "And I don't want you two to ever come back here together. Now, if you want to come at any point after tomorrow by yourselves, then fine, but as of right now you two are banned from being anywhere near each other in the library because I refuse to have this happen again, and I refuse to have this talk again. You're adults, so start acting like it or I'll take you two to the dean." She didn't want to do this; really, she wanted to give them another chance, but just from the looks on their faces she could tell that another argument was bound to erupt before them. She didn't want to hear any other students complain about these two, so the only logical thing to do would be to separate them like little children. "So pack up your things. Come on, it's time to go!" She snapped with one of her fingers at them. "You've lost your chance to be here for the day."

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Nora Acker || Chase Smith || Chance Smith

College Students:

Chardonnay Nicholas || Ace Harrison || Max Carter || Niko Connor || Toni Locklear

Teachers:

Jonathan Hall || Leo Fletcher

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Mind your own Business! Jun 30, 2015 12:11:48 GMT -5

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Post by Kenzie on Jun 30, 2015 12:11:48 GMT -5

When Chardonnay tried to back up his point, saying that they just got heavily involved in a debate that they were very passionate about what they were arguing about, Arthur glared at her though his body was turned towards the librarian. Oh, they were passionate all right—passionate about hating one another. He wanted to snap something back at her to piss her off so bad but they were in front of a librarian, a librarian who was already very mad at them.

When she asked for their names Arthur hesitated before saying his, deciding that honesty and compliance was the only way they’d get any slack cut. But the more she spoke the angrier she got and when she said that they single handedly caused everyone in this room to come and complain, Arthur sighed. As much as he hated to agree with Chardonnay, when she was arguing with Lockwood she brought up a very valid point—neither could work with the other. Not in a respectable manner, anyway, and when they tried they inconvenienced everyone else.

When the librarian told them that they were kicked out Arthur’s jaw dropped and he sputtered as though trying to rebuttal, but the librarian was firm in her orders. And reasonably, it made sense, but they needed to get this dumb project going! How the fuck were they supposed to get anything accomplished!

”But ma’am—“

”No buts. Pack your stuff. Now. The library is an environment for studying and learning, and if you’re doing neither of those things, you don’t belong here.” She said. Arthur flinched when the librarian snapped her finger at them and resisted the urge to roll his eyes or growl in anger—lest the librarian ban him forever—and just sighed, said ”Yes ma’am.”, before he turned around and started throwing his folders and notebook back into his messenger bag, glaring over at Chardonnay as he did so. He swung the bag over his shoulder, grabbed his crutches, and started to head towards the elevator, expecting Chardonnay to be somewhere behind him. Hell, maybe she’d throw a bitch fit at the librarian. But if she did, Arthur wanted no part of it, so he continued to head towards the elevator, cursing out Chardonnay under his breath as he did so.

Now where the fuck were they supposed to go? If Chardonnay was even going to attempt to work on this project, the library was now out. Arthur supposed that left the dorms… he frowned at the very notion of inviting Chardonnay to his suite, but he had no choice. He’d just have to hope that his suitemates were out doing… whatever it was they did. Arthur didn’t know them that well.

Arthur hit the button on the elevator, waiting for it to arrive, finally turning to look at the librarian and Chardonnay to see if she was throwing a fit or following him. Or heading towards the stairs. Well, fi that was the case, he’d text her and if she told him that she gave up on the project he’d be able to do it himself. That was the ideal outcome.

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Mind your own Business! Jun 30, 2015 13:04:46 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jun 30, 2015 13:04:46 GMT -5

Just as Arthur started to do, when they were being kicked out of the library and told to pack their things up Chardonnay opened her mouth to try and plead their case, only to have the notion fail just as Arthur had as the woman continued to pressure them out of the place. Frowning and groaning at the notion, Chardonnay turned her head and faced her bags and folder before she started to put it all away, ignoring the looks that were being sent her way from both the librarian and Arthur, though she still couldn't resist the urge to roll her eyes. She slung her backpack onto her back and grabbed her purse before she followed behind Arthur, swearing that she heard the faint calling out of 'thank God' from one of the students in the room. She thought about turning back to yell at the person to shut up and mind their own business, however when she turned back and noticed the still angered look of the librarian staring directly at her, Chardonnay swallowed, grumbled, and then turned back so head out of the room.

Her eyes followed Arthur as he headed over to the elevators, scowling in his direction before she heard the older woman behind her tell her to go the other way down the stairs so that the two of them wouldn't be together any longer. Apparently she really had been serious with separating the two, Chardonnay realized as she scoffed a bit and turned to head down the stairs. Fine; it's not like she wanted to take the elevator with him anyway, especially since she could actually walk down the steps correctly. Why would she want to spend more time with him, especially in such a cramped space like the elevator? Just thinking about that and the closeness of the area made her shiver with disgust, all the while reminding her of the time that she had been stuck in that supply closet in the gym with him and the smallness that that space had been. It hadn't been a fun time- no, it had been the worse night and day of her life.

"Now, if you want to come back to the library and study you can do so tomorrow," the librarian spoke as she followed Chardonnay down the steps and back onto the first floor, and exasperated sigh escaping from the woman's lips. "So long as you aren't with him, of course, and so long as you can keep your mouth closed and quiet so that you don't disturb those around you."

Chardonnay wanted to yell at the woman in that moment; she wanted to yell that she hadn't been the only loud one in that room and that she likely hadn't been the loudest person to ever walk into the library- though she probably was one of the loudest, along with Arthur, not that she wanted to admit that, however. But instead she stayed quiet and turned to look back at the woman, pursing her lips together as she made a mental note to really never have a reason to come back to the library again, if only so that she could avoid her. What, did this woman have nothing better to do with her time other than to follow her and make sure that she actually left the library? Didn't she have books to stack or something? Rolling her shoulders and trying to hold her head higher, when they made it to the door it was opened for her, causing Chardonnay to give the woman a condescending look before she stepped out of the building and stayed outside, turning her eyes to look back in the library to see that the woman was walking off, probably in the direction of the elevators, which the woman was actually doing.

The older woman stopped at the elevator and waited for the doors top open to reveal the young man that she had just kicked out of the library, and just like she told Chardonnay, she told him that he could come back to the library tomorrow as long as he wasn't with her and as long as he learned how to be respectful of those around him so that he wouldn't disturb anyone any longer. She, like she did with Chardonnay as well, walked him out of the building to actually make sure that he made it out since he was supposed to be gone. Hey, if they wanted to squabble like little children, she could treat them like children and walk them out of the building.

Chardonnay was leaning against one of the walls that held a flower bed in it to give the place more of an aesthetic appeal when Arthur was led out of the building. She, at the last minute, decided to wait outside for Arthur if only so that she could talk, maybe yell at him, and to tell him that she wasn't going to stay and she didn't want to work on the project for the rest of the day. She wasn't giving up on it; she just didn't feel like working with him any longer for the day, and she figured that this little attempt at trying to work together was already shot. No doubt the both of them were upset at one another and embarrassed over the fact that they just got kicked out of the library, so what would really be the point? With their running emotions it would no doubt bleed into anything that they wanted to do for the day, and, really, Chardonnay didn't want to have to deal with it. She had already wasted enough time of her day worrying about this, and she wasn't about to waste anymore time. Besides, they still had time; it was only Thursday, meaning that they would have Friday, the weekend, Monday, and Tuesday to work on the draft before it was due. Well, no she wouldn't be able to work on it on Saturday since she was busy, so that would only leave Friday, Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday. She just wondered if Arthur would be able to work with that.

Snorting to herself and frowning as she folded her arms and pushed herself from off the wall, she approached Arthur. "I'm not working on this project anymore today," she stated with a straight face, her brows raising as if daring him to say anything otherwise to her. "And I'm not working with you today anymore, jackass, so we'll find another day to work on this and we'll find another place to work on this at." She raised a hand to him then, as if to stop him from saying anything if he was about to in that moment. "And really, I don't care what you have to say or complain about this, but I'm not working on this with you for the rest of the day, and that's final."

High Schoolers:

Nora Acker || Chase Smith || Chance Smith

College Students:

Chardonnay Nicholas || Ace Harrison || Max Carter || Niko Connor || Toni Locklear

Teachers:

Jonathan Hall || Leo Fletcher

Academy Staff:

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Mind your own Business! Jun 30, 2015 13:31:52 GMT -5

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Post by Kenzie on Jun 30, 2015 13:31:52 GMT -5

The elevator dinged and the door opened, and Arthur saw Chardonnay heading towards the stairs with the librarian. Rolling his eyes, he moved to enter the elevator alone, slamming his finger too hard on the ground floor button. The elevator was painfully slow in its descent and when the doors opened Arthur was startled to find the librarian there, waiting for him, reminding him of the way Susan glared at him with her arms folded over her chest when she found out he’d been in a fight back in high school. The parallel made Arthur want to snap. Who the fuck did this lady think she was, his mother? So what if he got in a fight with Chardonnay in the library, he wasn’t going to scream at anyone else if she was just kept away from him.

It was only Chardonnay who made his blood boil to the point that he’d get into a screaming match with her in the library of all places. He really wasn’t that bad normally—so he thought, anyway. But he knew getting mad about that would only prove the librarian right, so he limped towards the door, apologized for the disturbance and assured it would never happen again, and left the library. He spotted Chardonnay nowhere but assumed that she had stormed off, which he counted as a perk. That meant he’d be free to go back to his dorm, do what he wanted, and—oh no. He recognized that voice.

Arthur turned to glare at Chardonnay approaching him. At first he thought she said she wasn’t working on the project for good and his eyes lit up temporarily, before his face fell again when she insisted it was just for the rest of the day. God damn it. Arthur wanted to get this fucking thing sorted out as soon as possible, so he would have one less thing to stress about all week. But no, Chardonnay wanted to postpone. He narrowed his eyes. But he supposed being away from Chardonnay for another day would be good—he could already tell his blood pressure was rising dangerously, and after that petty fight they’d just had, nothing was getting accomplished.

”Oh, not a problem, princess.” he snapped sarcastically, ’But you’re going to have to deal with me texting you about this tomorrow, because I sure as fuck don’t care to arrange a time to meet with you right now. Just seeing your face makes me want to puke.”

This was all her fucking fault. Now that librarian would forever know him as the guy who’d gotten in the childish fight, even though she said they were allowed to come back alone, just not together. Arthur actually went to the library pretty frequently to do work when he had time between classes—and now that librarian would always be keeping an eye on him. Fucking great. For all he cared, Chardonnay could just sashay herself off a cliff and leave him alone with the project. Arthur turned away from Chardonnay and started to walk away, the grumbling under his breath returning, not even pausing to listen to Chardonnay’s response.

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Mind your own Business! Jun 30, 2015 14:09:17 GMT -5

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Chardonnay was happy to see that Arthur wasn't going to try and argue with her any longer about the project and about them getting together at another place that day, but his comment sure as hell bothered her to no end. When he mentioned that the mere sight of her made him want to puke, her face reddened as a bit of a growl came out of her mouth, and her hands, once again, where turned into first as she lowered them back to her sides. Oh, she just wanted to hit him; oh, she just wanted to wrap her hands around his neck and strangle him until he couldn't breath anymore! But that wouldn't look good, and with the amount of people that walked around the area at the time she no doubt would get pulled off and called some sort of crazy bitch for strangling a handicapped kid, especially one they would recognize had been apart of the shooting nearly two weeks ago. She didn't want to have that sort or reputation on her, nor did she want to go to jail over someone like him. Then again, if he ended up dying it might be satisfying for a while, but the thought of going to prison and ruining her life over doing that made her stop.

Still, how was it that one person, this one simple person, was able piss her off and aggravate her as much as he was able to? It didn't make any sense to her! Granted, she probably aggravated him just as much as he did to her, but that was besides the point. "Ugh, you're such an asshole, you know that?!" Even as he walked off she still yelled at him, stomping her foot on the ground all the while as she watched him hobble off in the direction that he was heading towards. Fine, let him text her tomorrow about the project. So long as she didn't have to deal with him any longer for the rest of the day she would be fine, though, really, the thought of spending any more time with him was enough to twist her stomach and make her sick as well. "At least you get to look at a pretty face!" But she quieted up after that, grumbling under her breath before she folded her arms, glancing every once in a while to the people that would walk past her, herself scowling in their direction. "Oh, piss off!"

Soon after her disgruntled groan for the innocent bystanders who were only trying to get in and out of the library, Chardonnay stormed off and headed to the direction of the dorms, making it a point to head in another direction that Arthur was going in. Not that she knew if he was heading back to the dorm building, but just in case she didn't want to have any chances of running into him. But all the while she continued to think about what happened at the library and about how they had gotten kicked out. It was a kick to her pride, obviously, but what hurt her pride more so was the fact that Arthur continued to tell her that she knew nothing and would be able to put nothing into this project. What the hell did he know about this?! He knew nothing about what she did, and while she knew nothing about what he did, she didn't think that he had as much experience as she did. And, since he didn't have as much experience as he did, he wasn't worthy.

Then again, how would she have thought had she been partnered up with someone else? It wasn't news to her that she like to do things to purposefully piss the boy off if she was near him or if she had anything to do with him, which she really hoped to never do because she didn't like to be around him, but it also wasn't news to her that she went out of her way to try and put him down because she knew that he would do the same thing to her. So why not fight back with him? She didn't like his attitude, she didn't like anything about him, and obviously he felt the same way about her which in turn made her want to just retaliate back at him all the more. But had she been partnered with anyone else... She would have tried to push her ideas on them as well, and she knew that. She probably wouldn't have had to push as hard with anyone else as she had was with Arthur, but she was confident that had she been paired with anyone else she would have gotten her way. Why couldn't he just let her have her way?!

Pride, she figured. The both of them had too much pride, too big of an attitude, and they clashed at everything. Stupid Arthur for being him. Stupid Lockwood for pairing them up and not changing them.

But fine, she wasn't about to give up on this. She was determined to get him to go along with her idea because she figured that it would be the best way and because she wanted to get an 'A' on this project, regardless of what Lockwood said because she felt as if what she had could be 'A' material in the future. If it lead to more fighting, fine. But she was sure that one of them had to cave at some point; she just had to make sure that he was the one to cave first. And as she slammed the door opened and closed to her suit, she headed straight to her room and closed the door behind her. Tomorrow was certainly going to be an interesting day, she figured.

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Chardonnay’s words at him when he started to leave didn’t faze him. He was used to her calling him an asshole, a jerk, basically anything that shallow little brain of hers could come up with. The only thing that garnered any reaction from him was when she proclaimed he’d at least get to look at a pretty face, and rolled his eyes, snapping back at her that there was nothing pretty about it loudly, causing bystanders to give the two curious gazes.

Arthur didn’t even acknowledge anyone who looked at him. He just hobbled his way towards the dormitories. Sure, Susan had told him to call her if he needed a ride, but he didn’t want to deal with anyone right now, not even his sister. It was only 4:45 and they’d barely spent a half hour in the library. But Arthur refused to budge on this project.

Why couldn’t she just compromise? Not like Arthur had given her an opportunity to—but still. He felt like if she actually cared about this assignment she’d make an effort to work through this. Her constantly putting him down, from the very beginning, was infuriating. To Arthur it was also completely immature. What would Chardonnay have to lose by even hearing him out? And because she wasn’t listening to him, he wasn’t listening to her, and the cycle continued. Hell, if Arthur showed even the slightest desire to hear Chardonnay out he knew she’d take that as a surrender, and then she wouldn’t listen to whatever he had to say.

Why was she so difficult? Arthur groaned when he finally got to his suite and let himself in his room, sitting down at his desk. He leaned his crutches against the wall, held his head in his hands, and groaned again. Why did he keep getting stuck with her! He would’ve taken anyone, even a lazy asshole who didn’t care about their grade, over working with her. She drove him crazy, and he had no way to comprehend how she thought.

That night he actually forced himself to go to bed after he took his pain pills and fall into a dreamless sleep. He woke up on time for his first class, and attended it. The day went relatively simply, but he hated the fact that he wasn’t going to work after it was over. He just felt like he had no purpose going to class right now, not when he didn’t have work afterwards. He supposed he should appreciate the vacation time, but by the time his last class ended at 3 PM, he realized that he still had to meet up with Chardonnay.

Ugh. Did he have to? It was a Friday afternoon. He had better things to do.

Arthur pulled his phone out of his pocket as he realized the library was still very much off limits. So he decided he was going to make Chardonnay lug her spoiled ass somewhere anyway—his suite. Arthur headed back to his suite after his day was over and sat down in the little common area. He noticed Todd and Chad were home, but in their respective rooms, the doors shut but the faint sounds of music and a TV playing indicated so. Shit. He wished they’d leave. Though he supposed being alone with Chardonnay might be worse. She was friends with that Chad guy, right? Maybe he’d help. Arthur didn’t know—they’d just been talking to one another during the robbery.

Thinking about that caused Arthur to remember things he’d rather forget, so he took his phone out and opened up ‘Spoiled Princess’. He frowned, but moved his thumb across the keyboard. He told her what floor he was on and which number suite was his before he threw the phone onto the other side of the couch, pulling his draft out of his bag. He growled to himself, trying to will himself not to think about the fact that he was about to deal with Chardonnay again. He was going to try to keep his cool so they could accomplish something.

Arthur ignored the sounds of Chad’s door opening as the other guy went to the kitchenette to grab a drink. Instead of his crutches Arthur had a cane leaning against the wall—he was too weak to use the cane in public, but when moving short distances like in the suite, he relied on the cane for support instead. Arthur waited for either a text back or a knock on the suite door, frowning. Today he was in a dark blue plaid shirt and jeans, though he’d taken off his shoes and was sock footed after he got back to his suite. He drummed his fingers against the side of his cheek.

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Though she didn't want to think about it as much as she had been, Chardonnay couldn't help but think about the fact that at some point throughout the day she was going to get a text from Arthur with him telling her where to go so that they could try and work on this project together, try being the key word with that statement. It irritated her, yes, and again just like the day before she found herself more irritable than usual and found herself to be more snappy than usual as well. The fact that she actually had to go to her Business Policy class hadn't helped with things either, especially not when she continued to notice that Professor Lockwood continued to look in her and Arthur's direction, raising his brows at them and then giving them expectant looks before he would look away and continue on with the lecture. It wouldn't surprise Chardonnay if the man was surprised to find that the both of them were still coming to the class and that neither of them had dropped it, but while she figured that, she also figured that he thought that they hadn't done anything with the project yet. After all, the way that she and Arthur interacted with one another in the class seemed to be enough of an indication that things hadn't been going well, what with them making it a point to not look or speak to each other.

If Lockwood was thinking that they hadn't been doing anything productive with the project since he told them to redo the draft, he would be right. It just made her wonder all the more how far along other pairings were doing, and if any of them were having disputes and arguments over what they were going to do and how they were going to do things. There seemed to be no obvious tension flying around the room like it did in Chardonnay and Arthur's direction, so there were certainly reasons to believe that no one else was having the problems that they were having. The students in the class would turn to look at them throughout the course of the class, all of them just waiting for one of them to blow up so that they could have a laugh and see how the scene would unfold, but, unfortunately, they were not given another show. As soon as they were dismissed, Chardonnay was one of the first people out of the class, and she didn't look back at it.

At least she had one of her culinary labs that day, one that she actually enjoyed if only for the fact that it gave her something to do, something that she loved to do. It was much better than sitting in a classroom while the professor talked on about things that she already knew about anyway, but that was just Chardonnay's way of thinking. After all, her father was a chef; she figured that she knew a lot more than a lot of other people knew about in this class, not that she discredited the people in her field or the people that took this class, believe it or not. While she didn't necessarily take a liking to any one person, at least these people had sense and at least all of them seemed to know what they were doing. Even if this was only the second week of classes, at least no one had burned something. Besides, Chardonnay figured that she had a little more respect for these people because of the fact that they were interested in the culinary field and actually had the cooking skills to actually make it through this program; after all, not just anyone could get into this. But that was besides the point. As the woman at the front of the class pointed to the board and told them what they were going to be preparing for the day, Chardonnay nodded her head and set to work, trying her best to block her mind of the troubles that continued to bother her.

It worked for a little bit. It had taken about an hour and a half to complete the dish and after it was finished and after she had been graded on the work she cleaned her station, put her apron away, and headed out with a tray in her hands of the food as she started to head back to her suite. With her diligent work she was able to push the thought of Arthur and the business project away and she was able to actually enjoy herself a bit, because while cooking was something that she took seriously, it was one of the only things she really enjoyed in life besides shopping and looking at herself in the mirror. It was... Her life, in a sense, and it was something that helped her get through the day if she was feeling too upset about something to do anything. It was something that she knew her father did as well since over the course of her growing up she had woken up in the middle of the night to head into the kitchen in the house after smelling coming something from it, her always asking why he was there and why he was cooking when it was well past midnight. He just used to tell her that it helped him and that it was relaxing, and now that she was older and appreciated it more, she certainly understood where he was coming from.

She hadn't checked her phone since before her lab, so she had yet to see that she had a message from Arthur. But when she did finally see it she had already went into her room after stuffing her classwork into her fridge and was sitting on her bed. She pulled her phone out of her purse and checked the messages she had, stopping last when she noticed that she had one from 'Jackass' which made her roll her eyes. Oh, what did he want?! She had half a mind to think that he would have forgotten about all of this, to which she wish he would have, but when she opened the text and read what he sent her she sighed, groaned, and laid back against the bed for a little bit. The message had been sent thirty minutes ago, so either he had figured that she wasn't coming since she hadn't replied back or that she was just busy. Really... She didn't want to go. She didn't feel like dealing with the headache that was everything about that boy, but did she really have a choice? If they didn't do something with this draft, then they were going to fail, and she refused to fail this class.

She ran a hand through her hair and took a breath, laying on her bed for another second before she sat up, ran another hand through her hair, and sat up, grabbing her purse and her folder and a notebook that was on her dresser with a pen sitting inside the ridges. Fine, she'd go to the suite. She just reminded herself again that she had to make him cave first, so that he would either give up on the project on give her control of the project. Either of those options would work for her. The thought of that passing through her mind was enough to get her to smirk, but she quickly wiped it from her face as she started to leave to hear suite to head to where Arthur directed her towards.

Forty five minutes late. He would be fine, she figured, and if he would yell at her she would yell right back. He better just answer the door when she knocked on it.

He so much would rather have stayed in a house like in the high school, rather than the suites that they were subject to living in now in college. Not that living in the suite was bad, because it certainly was better than his parent's RV, but he liked the feel of the house better than this place. He didn't know though; Ace figured that he really had no room to complain about anything. Shaking his head, he stepped out of his room for a second, figuring that he could get something to drink to bring it back to his room so that he could finish with the sketch that he had been working on, but as soon as he stepped one foot out of the door the loud sounds of someone knocking on the front door could be heard. He rose his brows at the sounds, furrowing them quickly after before he leaned over a bit to look in the kitchen to see Chad there and then looking to the other side to see that Arthur was in the common area of the suite. Did he really expect either of those two to answer the door?

No, not really. Sighing, he slumped his shoulders and headed over to the door before either of them could get up to answer it, Ace figuring that it was the least he could do given how Arthur was had a bad leg and how it would probably be rude to have him answer the door when he was well enough to get it. "I got it," he said, reaching for the door and unlocking it after making it to the door, in that next second opening it only to stop and stare and blink his eyes at the girl that was standing behind the door, her foot tapping on the ground as she looked up at him with an irritated glance.

Oh, so it must be for Chad. Or at least Ace could only assume so, given his suite mates's reputation. But why did she look so familiar...?

"What?!" Chardonnay spat at Ace, causing the boy to take a step back at he furrowed his brows. Groaning, Chardonnay folded her arms before she leaned over to look more into the suite, and when she caught sight of Arthur sitting in the common area she sighed, rolled her eyes and then looked over at Ace. "Will you move? I'm here to work on something with... Him." She sent a scowl over in Arthur's direction as she motioned with her head towards him, to which Ace nodded his head to and backed up, looking at Arthur and then back at Chardonnay. What in the hell was she doing here, is all Ace could think as Chardonnay stepped into the suite, frowned, and then headed over to Arthur.

"If you comment on me being late, I swear I will take that cane and beat you with it." What a way to open up a conversation. Unfortunately, Chardonnay could care less.

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Nora Acker || Chase Smith || Chance Smith

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Mind your own Business! Jun 30, 2015 17:20:13 GMT -5

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Post by Kenzie on Jun 30, 2015 17:20:13 GMT -5

He texted her 45 minutes ago. That fucking rotten princess better have died or something.

Arthur was seething where he sat on the couch, and by now he’d reduced himself to something he’d wanted to not do—waiting on a text from Chardonnay. Or something. Really, she was completely late, with no indication of having even read his message. The prospect of calling her was real—he really hated to do it, but if she didn’t show up within 15 minutes, he was going to.

He was now trying to calm his irritation at anything and everything that existed about Chardonnay by playing that stupid bubble game he downloaded onto his phone when he got it. That was probably the only saving grace his poor suitemates had. If he was left with nothing to do but seethe Arthur would have been much more obnoxious while waiting. For now all that Chad was subjected to hearing was his phone saying I’ve never been happier! every time he beat a level. He reached level 42 when he finally heard a knock on the door and closed the app, his expression darkening as he realized that must be Chardonnay. Or if it wasn’t, he was going to call her.

It was Chardonnay, who looked extremely angry at the door, her foot tapping and of course poor Ace had answered it. Arthur had actually moved to get the door, but Ace had beat him to it. He felt a little bad—Ace wasn’t that bad a suitemate. He didn’t need to be subjected to anything Chardonnay.

”Go ahead and try!” Arthur snapped, not noticing Chad pop out of the kitchen at the sound of a familiar voice. Arthur was about to say something about him having texted Chardonnay over 45 minutes ago when Chad came out of the kitchen and into the entrance of the suite, winking over at Chardonnay.

”Hey, beautiful! What brings you here?” Chad asked. Of course the last thing he ever considered was that she was here to see Arthur. In fact, the more likely scenario was that she was there to see him. They weren’t close, but they at least knew one another. Arthur snapped his attention back over to Chad.

”Could you stop hitting on anything with tits for five minutes!” He snapped, turning back to Chardonnay as he expected her to sit her pampered little ass somewhere so they could start working. He glared over at Chardonnay. ”I am not sitting through you two flirting. We’ve got a project to do.”

Chad blinked, taken aback as he looked first from Arthur to Chardonnay, and then to Ace, confusion in his face. If Chardonnay had a project to do with Arthur, did that mean Arthur was a cook now? Or that Chardonnay was an actress? But they both detested one another. Why on earth would they pick the same major? And of all people to be paired with, one another?

”Wait… what?” Chad asked.

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Oh, wait a second... Now that he thought about it, and now that he really listened to her voice as he watched her walk past him and into the common area of the suite, knocking against him in the process as well, Ace was able to figure out why this girl seemed so familiar to him. He didn't remember her name, but he certainly remember her as one of the people that he had been stuck with in the woods two years ago, an event that he would never forget especially considering how that was one of the first things that he had ever done when first coming to this school as a new student. And he certainly remember her yelling, and he certainly remembered Arthur yelling... Oh no. When the realization dawned on him, Ace turned his head to look at the still opened door as he frowned, feeling his hand go a little limp as he closed his eyes and breathed out a sigh.

These were the two people who made him realize that people could certainly hate each other within moments of being in each other's presence, and these were the two people who seemed to have caused that whole little group a headache because of all of the complaining and screaming and just overall annoying banter going on between the two. What were they doing together in the same place when they obviously still seemed to have that deeply rooted anger towards one another? He could already begin to hear them argue, and in that moment he started to think of whether or not he wanted to stay in the suite for the time being, just so that in case anything happened he wouldn't be subject to hearing any of it. But... Maybe they had matured over the past two years; maybe they would be able to tolerate each other long enough to not yell and do what ever they had to do. Of course, he could always be wrong, to which he figured that he was as he started to listen to Chardonnay speak before he went and closed the door, locking it behind him. Maybe it wasn't the smartest thing to lock it though; he figured that someone may need a quick exit at some point.

"Oh please, do not test me," Chardonnay shot back at Arthur as she rolled her eyes before she narrowed them at him. "Because I am not afraid to hit you with something, and I could care less of whether or not you're injured and hurt right now." After all, they were in the privacy of his suite, and while he had his suite mates around, she figured that they wouldn't be that much of a bother to her, and, really, wouldn't they thank her for beating him? She sure as hell would thank someone if they did that to him now! She breathed out a heavy sigh as she started to make her way over to the couch, only to stop when she heard another voice come into the area, causing her brows to raise and causing her to turn her attention to them.

Ah, so Chad lived in this suite with him? Well that certainly was a interesting combination, she figured. Nevertheless, she smirked in his direction, lifting her head a bit when he called her beautiful because even if she was upset and pissed off at Arthur, hearing herself be called beautiful was always a plus. And the fact that Arthur was annoyed with it was all the more better. She shot her partner a glare after listening to Chad, snorting before she went over to the coffee table she figured that they were going to be using for work on the project, resting her folder and notebook against it as she set her purse down next to it. "Oh please, shut up! You're just mad because no one ever compliments you, not that anyone should given how you dress, look, and act." She flipped her hair at that before she looked at Chad and waved her hand at him dismissively.

"It's for a business project for our class, something that he obviously knows nothing about yet refuses to let me take control of this project because he wants us to fail." She rolled her eyes at that, as if it was the most annoying thing in the world which, in her mind, was at the moment. "Honestly I don't understand how you can live with him without wanting to kill him. He's got to be one of the most irritating people I've ever had to know." And now she was purposefully speaking to Chad about Arthur as if he wasn't sitting right next to her, just because she knew that it would piss him off and just because she knew that it would continue to bother him. Soon enough, however, she turned to look back at Arthur when she finally sat down. She crossed one leg over the other and leaning forward to open the folder that she had, laying out her draft and then leaning back as she pursed her lips and crossed her arms. "So, have you finally realized that your ideas for this project are terrible and that you want to the the obvious decision of going with my plan so that we can get 'A's' and not have to worry about it anymore?" Her tone was matter of factly, again as if her idea was just the best thing in the world. But she wasn't about to give up on this; she refused to let him screw her over on this!

As he listened to the conversation, Ace turned his head and looked down as he shook it, scratching at the back of his neck as he started to make his way into the kitchen. Maybe he could just ignore them, and maybe he wouldn't be able to hear them if he went back to his room.

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Mind your own Business! Jun 30, 2015 18:34:49 GMT -5

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Arthur sneered when Chardonnay told him to test her. He really would like to see her try—in that case he could actually fight back without being the one at fault. He was probably strong enough to overpower her, if she actually came at him with the cane. As satisfying as it would be to kill Chardonnay for good, Arthur didn’t want to face the consequences. However, fending her off of him if she started a violent attack? No one could begrudge him for that, and then he’d have a perfectly liable excuse not to work with her on this project anymore.

After all, assault was a pretty severe charge here.

”That says a lot about you as a person, princess. And if you try to hit me I have no problem hitting you back.” He threatened, cracking his knuckles as he eyed Chardonnay and the cane, as though daring her to go for it. It’d been awhile since he actually got in a serious fight; maybe that meant he was just long overdue for one.

Chad winked in response to Chardonnay, already used to his suitemate snapping at him when he started to act like a whore, so he wasn’t fazed. Though Chardonnay brought up a valid point about Arthur not receiving many compliments, and Chad watched as Arthur’s mouth twisted down in irritation as he looked himself over. Arthur definitely wasn’t the type to receive many compliments—most of which actually only came from his sister and boss about his work. Arthur never really dressed to impress, certainly never tried romancing anyone, and didn’t appreciate shallow compliments like that, anyway. What was so important about being conventionally attractive? Whatever it was, Arthur didn’t know, and even if he was given a compliment he’d probably just get mad at whoever tried giving it because that was how he dealt with feeling awkward—getting mad.

Still. He didn’t appreciate Chardonnay saying that.

”What the fuck do you know about the compliments I get!” Arthur snapped, but Chad thought that Chardonnay had a valid point so he leaned down over the couch.

”Aww. Well we only tolerate him because of his cute face!” Chad teased, tacking on a compliment just because of what Arthur had just said. That caused Arthur to get even angrier, his cheeks flushing before he shoved his suitemate backwards so hard he almost tripped onto the floor. Arthur glared back at Chardonnay, as she brought up the project and basically informed the whole suite that their project was failing all because of Arthur. Arthur rolled his eyes.

”Are you kidding me! This is all about you and your inability to listen to anyone but your own big fat head! Were you not listening to Lockwood?! Your project is not an A! That’s why I can’t just go along with yours because if I do that we’ll both fail! My ideas are not horrible and you'd know that if you just fucking listened to them! But no, you're too obsessed with sticking to your 'perfect' little idea that got REJECTED by the professor!”

Todd hesitantly opened his door, hearing yelling, and glanced over at Ace who was in the kitchen.

”What’s… going on?” he asked, almost as though he was scared to know. Meanwhile, Chad shrugged his shoulders at the rejection and leaned on the back of the couch again, listening to Arthur and Chardonnay bicker. Unlike his suitemates he was amused by this—though they’d only been here for 4 minutes.

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Mind your own Business! Jun 30, 2015 19:32:19 GMT -5

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Chardonnay couldn't lie and say that she hadn't been a little intimated in the moments that Arthur cracked his knuckles and threatened to hit her back if she started to hit him, but she merely huffed a breath at that and decided to ignore it, figuring that it was just a mere bluff and that he wouldn't dare touch her if anything came to that. He wouldn't do something like that, would he? To be fair, she wouldn't put it past him since he seemed like the type of person to do something like that, however she wanted to believe that, just because she was a female, that he wouldn't dare touch her. That and the fact that she had a lot of money and could sue the hell out of him was something that made her feel a little better about the situation. Nevertheless, she still did scoot down a little on the couch to get away from him, though she still continued with her stance on being a bitch with the points about the project.

She folded her arms over her chest and scoffed in his direction when he brought up points about the compliments, a short and forced laugh coming from her at that, herself even throwing her head back just to be more dramatic before she brought her head back forward and looked at him. "Why the hell would anyone want to compliment anything about you?! That is how I know about the compliments that you get; because you never would!" Why was she here again? This sure as hell was the farthest topic away from what they were really supposed to be thinking about, the project, yet, again, shouldn't she have been expecting this? This was just like it had been yesterday; as soon as one of them sat down, they started arguing about everything but their project. Was there just something about them that couldn't get their minds on the project when they were together? More than likely, yes. But then again, she figured that it was their own stubbornness and their own dislike for one another that caused the block in front of everything that they had to do.

But how could she concentrate on the project with everything that was going on? When Chad leaned over the couch to get closer to Arthur, she rose her brows and watched the scene before she snorted out a laugh and watched as the blonde stumbled back after being pushed after the 'compliment' that he had given Arthur. Right, because he was cute? No doubt that was a lie coming from Chad, unless he really did mean that, which could only mean that Chad really did compliment anything that walked on two legs, maybe even things that were on four legs. The thought was quickly pushed aside, however, and even as Chad leaned back over the couch during the course of the argument, when Arthur started to yell at her she turned and faced him stiffly before her mouth hung open slightly in surprise.

... Wait. So he was blaming all of this on her and saying that her project had been the failure when he had been told the same thing about his?

She felt her face begin to redden with the anger that was beginning to surface through her, because if he was going to say something like that to her and accuse her of all of that, she knew that she could accuse him of doing the same thing. After all, did he too not try and get her to do his project because he thought his was better? "Were you listening to Lockwood?! Because I sure as hell was, and he said the same thing about your draft that he said about mine! So if you're saying that the reason you don't want to listen to my idea is because we'll fail the project, I can say the same exact fucking thing about yours!" Her eyes narrowed as her scowl deepened. "If your ideas had been so much better than mine, then I'm sure he would have said something, but he didn't! So why the hell should I believe that your ideas are better than mine when they obviously aren't?" If anything, the way the Lockwood made it seem it seemed as if their drafts had been on equal playing grounds in terms of how well it had been presented, but Chardonnay didn't want to believe something like that. The thought of being on the same level as Arthur was enough to set her nerves on fire with frustration.

With the volume increasing between the two arguing people, Ace rubbed his temples before he turned and opened the fridge, pulling out one of his waters as he untwisted the cap and took a drink out of it. So, those two really hadn't grown up and they were still bickering between one another? Then again, when he thought about it, Ace figured that their arguing may have gotten worse which was saying something from what he remember. And oh, how he remembered. When he heard Todd's voice behind him, Ace turned and looked at the boy as she shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. Arthur has some..." It wasn't a friend, right? No, that didn't seem like something friends did. His face twisted into one of confusion at that point, himself quit for a second before he was able to get the word out. "... Girl, over for something and they're arguing." He frowned at that, nearly cringed at his own wording. "Very loudly at that. And she just got here."

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Arthur rolled his eyes as Chardonnay once again deciding that she knew every little aspect about him despite the fact that not only did he barely know her, but he was a completely different person when she was around! She was the reason he was so sour. Arthur didn’t acknowledge Chad or make sure he was all right when the playboy straightened himself up and leaned back against the back of the couch, though he felt a twinge of annoyance.

On his own Chad wasn’t intolerable—he was kind of annoying, very outgoing, but generally kept to himself unless he needed something. But Arthur had a feeling that now Chad wasn’t going to leave, and that he was going to get some sadistic enjoyment out of this argument. Or he was going to take Chardonnay’s side and make it two VS one. He was already beginning to regret having Chardonnay over to his suite to do this dumb thing—he should’ve insisted they use hers.

Of course the argument came back around to whose project was better. That was how any attempt of working together on this project went. Arthur just couldn’t stand the thought that Chardonnay actually gave a fuck about what she was doing. And if she did, it certainly wasn’t worth what Arthur had put into this. Sure, maybe Chardonnay had tried, but Arthur was convinced that his must have more merit than her.

He couldn’t believe that Chardonnay had spent as much effort as he had on her draft. Chardonnay probably had more important princess things to do—like go shopping, or complain about the poor people, or whatever the fuck else it was Chardonnay did in her spare time. She hadn’t busted all-nighters out on this draft, she couldn’t’ve. She needed her beauty sleep.

”Yeah, well I fixed it!” Arthur emphasized, his voice going right up to the same volume of Chardonnay’s even though he’d told himself that he was going to try to watch his voice. Of course all rational thought ran out the door the second she walked in. ”You just can’t stand the thought of anyone but you actually getting what they want, but listen up, princess! I am not bending over backwards to do what you want so if that’s what you expect, you can just take your fucking draft and shove it up your ass to keep the stick you've got lodged up there company!”

”Woah….” Chad backed away from the couch. Though the two were very entertaining to watch from afar, being that close to them Chad felt like he was going to get burned by the fire that was slowly kindling as they exchanged angry words. And of course their arguments weren’t really about the projects… Chad didn’t even know what their projects were about, except for the fact that Arthur had one, and Chardonnay had one, and apparently they had to pick one.

He decided to head into the kitchen, where he caught sight of Todd and Ace. He listened to Ace attempt to explain why Chardonnay was here, grabbing himself a soda from the fridge.

”Yeah. I guess they’re in the same class? They have a project to do. And they hate each other.” Chad said, whistling as he watched the other two go at it. Honestly he wouldn’t be surprised if one of them grew claws and started to attack the other. ”Y’know, they’re so much worse when they’re together.”

Todd nodded his agreement, tearing his eyes away from Arthur and Chardonnay as he looked at Ace, now entering the kitchen, a bit scared to be caught in the crossfire between the other two in the common area.

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How many times were they going to argue about this? How many times where they going to have the same argument with the two of them going back and forth about who was better and who had the better idea for the project? At this rate, probably for a while, but the thought alone was enough to deter Chardonnay away from her point. She didn't want to give this up and she refused to have him win! This wasn't some sort of game to her, and even if in the end she wanted to come out with a win, this was so much more than just getting one over on him; she just wanted to really do well with this project because she knew that this would set the bar for what she would be able to do. If she could get an 'A' on this project and showed her dad she knew he was going to proud of her, and she knew that he was going to have more confidence in her skills for taking over his business when it would be his time to give it up. This, she knew, would set her up for the future because while she figured her dad already had a lot of confidence in her, having this little bit more assurance would be good for her, and she could only imagine how much more she would be able to do with things.

But what would Arthur know anything about that? What would he know about having to run and make a successful business when he had probably never come into contact with anyone who had ever made and ran a successful business? She didn't think he had the skills of capability to do what it took to do this project justice, and she wasn't about to stand for him wanting to take control of this project because of that reasoning. True, while she didn't now his ultimatums behind this project and why he seemed so insistent on it all, she was fully convinced that it was only because he wanted to piss her off. He had nothing, he knew nothing, and she didn't think that it would be right to let him have control over this. Of course, if she ever took the chance to look at his draft to actually read it to see what he put maybe she would have taken more things into consideration, however the thought never crossed her mind. He didn't seem to want to look at her draft either, so why should she want to do something like that for his?

That was what pissed her off most about this though; that he was so quick to discredit her -even if she was doing the same for him, though she didn't care to acknowledge that- without knowing what she had done and how hard she actually worked for this because she wanted to run a business, her father's restaurant, when it was her time.

She hadn't noticed when Chad walked away, and she ignored the little talking that was going on in the background with the three other boys that lived in the suite, and she ignored the looks that they were giving the two on the couch. "You know what? No, no I can't stand the fucking thought that you have a good idea for this because I know you don't! I doubt you care anything about this class, I doubt you know anything about businesses, and I will be damned if I let my idea get pushed aside all because you don't want to see that my idea is actually a good one and that I actually know what I'm doing with this!" She snorted, the furiousness in her tone coming to show now as she was beginning to get more and more offended with what he said. "You don't want to admit that I actually have a good idea, and you don't want to admit that, because my idea is a good one, that I'm smart and that I know what I'm doing because you can't stand the thought of that, right?!" She rested one of her hands on the couch and leaned on it, getting closer to him as she narrowed her eyes even more and as her scowl deepened. Ugh, her face was beginning to hurt because of the expression that it was in and it was all his fault!

A short snort came from Chardonnay then as she shook her head. "I don't care how many times you 'fix' your idea, but it will never be like mine and if you actually took the time to read mine," she quickly reached over and grabbed her folder, slamming it down on the couch beside him, "then you would actually and finally realize that. I am not stupid, no matter how much you believe that, and I will not have you make a fool of me because of this project. I will not lose any opportunities because you pulled me down with this project!"

The argument was quickly heating up and Ace could basically feel the heat that was coming from the two all the way here in the kitchen. He cringed at the thought as he took another drink of his water, raising his brows as he listened to what Chad was saying, all the while thinking that this was, really, the first time that all of the suite mates had been in the same area together. Well, Arthur was in the common area while the rest of them were in the kitchen, but that was besides the point, especially considering that the only one he really talked to in the suite was Todd. He pushed the thought aside, however, and scratched at the back of his neck again, his eyes catching the folder that was in Chardonnay's hand that quickly hit against the couch with a smack. Really, he had expected her to hit Arthur with that. "Is their professor on drugs for putting them together?" He blinked his eyes in confusion at the thought. "I think they may kill each other over this." He really didn't want to witness a murder in his own suite; he didn't feel like being questioned by the police.

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Nora Acker || Chase Smith || Chance Smith

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Chardonnay Nicholas || Ace Harrison || Max Carter || Niko Connor || Toni Locklear

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Mind your own Business! Jun 30, 2015 21:57:22 GMT -5

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Arthur threw his hands up in the air in exasperation, everyone else in the suite long since forgotten. And there Chardonnay went again—trivializing his ideas without even knowing them! Arthur was already red with anger and so any desire to read Chardonnay’s draft or compromise with her sounded, to Arthur, like he’d be caving in. When Chardonnay threw the draft at him and told him she wasn’t stupid Arthur wanted to scream.

He settled on growling as he turned towards Chardonnay, throwing his own draft at her so that it landed in her lap. If he wasn’t so pissed off he would’ve been concerned she might rip it to shreds or something, but he still had the files on his laptop anyway and could easily print out another copy.

”I’ll do that when you realize I’m not stupid, either!” Arthur snapped, pointing to himself as he spoke, ”Just because I’m not a spoiled brat like you doesn’t mean I’m not competent! And just because I wasn’t raised in the shadow of my father’s fucking business and am set to take it over when he quits doesn’t mean—just because you’re guaranteed all that doesn’t make you special at all! You may say that you’re not going let me ruin this project for you but I sure as fuck am not going to let you ruin this for me!”

Arthur made a ‘tch’ noise at Chardonnay’s draft, ignoring it like a stubborn child as he just continued to let his anger get the best of him.

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Chad sighed, watching Arthur and Chardonnay argue. He leaned against the doorframe of the little arch that led to the kitchen, sipping on the coke in his hands, wondering if they really were going to kill each other. Unlike Ace, Chad would love to see that happen. Only for the laughs of course—he was sure there wouldn’t actually be any murders happening. Clearly they both cared about… whatever it was they were doing… they just refused to listen to each other.

”He’s either on drugs or blind. Or maybe he's one of those creepy professors that thinks them picking on each other means they like each other, so he stuck them together for the l-o-ls.” Chad said with a snicker. Thankfully for his life he was inaudible to the bickering two in the common area, because if either heard him implying that he’d be skinned alive. Todd glanced over at Arthur and Chardonnay again, sighing softly.

”Well, I hope they can work something out. Because, uhm… I have a text Monday… and I’m trying to study… and they’re kind of…. Loud.”

Chad nodded his agreement, though he made no moves to stop the fight because it was the most interesting thing that had happened all day.

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Mind your own Business! Jul 6, 2015 8:48:38 GMT -5

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Even though she hadn't wanted to, Chardonnay couldn't help but flinch back when Arthur picked up his draft and threw it down in her lap, half expecting him to hit her with it but then the other half almost daring him to do it so that she could press charges against him. But quickly she leaned back up and straightened her frame before she scowled and looked down in her lap, taking only a second look at the papers before she grabbed it with her hand and threw it across the room, the flutters of the papers loud in her ears before they slapped against the ground and slid until they stopped against the wall. Hell no; if he wasn't going to read her's, then she sure as hell wasn't going to be reading his. Besides, the already surging anger within her was enough to stop any notion of her wanting to even touch the damn thing, which was why she threw it as quickly and as heavily as she did. Maybe she should have ripped it up; it sure as hell would have made her feel better about the situation and would have gotten a little bit of her frustration out.

"You think my father's just going to hand his restaurant over to me without even giving it a second thought? Are you kidding me?!" Chardonnay turned and looked back at Arthur after his draft had stopped moving, herself giving the boy an incredulous look. "I have to work my ass off in order to get that from him, and nothing about that business is a guarantee for me to have!" But of course Arthur wouldn't understand something like that, or at least not as far as Chardonnay was concerned or thought. He had no business lined up for him, she thought, so he really had nothing to work towards, right? Of course, she figured that he could be working towards this in order to start up his own business, but what the hell would he even do? Make a theater that would be a replica of just about every other theater that existed? How pathetic and unoriginal. "Nothing is being handed down to me like you want to believe, believe it or not, and if you think I'm just going to take something like that without knowing anything about it then you really are stupid and I really have nothing to say to you."

She scoffed back at him then, shaking her head before she reached over and pushed her folder back over to Arthur, this time letting it basically ram against his leg (she didn't know whether or not it was his bad leg) so that he would take it. Why couldn't he just listen to reason?! "So why don't you just read this, get off your ass and realize that I know what I'm doing, and then we can get to work on this project because I'm fucking tired of arguing about this with you!"

Breathing out another sigh, Ace ran his hand down his face before he shook his head and turned to look away as his hands slapped back against his legs. Those two really were a piece of work, were't they? He found himself huffing a bit at what Chad was saying, not wanting to believe that a professor would be stupid enough to go with the latter reasoning that he had, however he surely wanted to believe that something was wrong with that professor. After all, why let something like this happen with those two being partnered? Perhaps the two just acted differently in class... No, that almost seemed like a laughable idea. When he turned at the sound of paper rattling he rose his brows as the sight before going to look back at the two on the couch, watching as they seemed to get redder and redder with anger as the fight continued on with bated breath to see who, if either of them, would swing firs.

He wanted to stop it all; he wanted to yell at the two because of the headache in his mind they created, but the better part of his mind told him to do nothing so that he wouldn't get hit, hurt, or killed because of those two. He had a life to live, after all, and he figured getting in the middle of those two would surely end his life, to which his suite mates probably believe as well since neither of them seemed to make any moves to stop them either, despite the large inconvenience they were setting for the entire suite. "They're a little more than loud, if I'm being honest," he commented along with Todd, nodding his head. "They just need to stop..." But again, he wasn't stupid enough to get in the middle of that.

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Nora Acker || Chase Smith || Chance Smith

College Students:

Chardonnay Nicholas || Ace Harrison || Max Carter || Niko Connor || Toni Locklear

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Jonathan Hall || Leo Fletcher

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Mind your own Business! Jul 6, 2015 11:54:41 GMT -5

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”Ha! You, having to work hard! Yeah right! What does work hard even constitute for you?! Flipping a pan?!” Arthur snapped back, as Chardonnay chucked his project across the room. His brow twitched n anger as his face colored, having to resist the urge to just reach over and snap her neck or something. Who the fuck did this spoiled brat think she was? Even if Chardonnay told him that her father wasn’t going to just hand his business over that was the only thing that he could think of. Hell, he imagined that even when Chardonnay ‘took over’ the business it’d really be her father running it behind the scenes, just giving Chardonnay the pleasure of looking like she was in charge?

It was a shallow and biased way to look at her but he couldn’t help it. From the memories he had of her—whining about people always listening to her, demanding that she do more important things with her time in the woods, bitching about everything and anything in the shed—he just couldn’t imagine Chardonnay had any ability to put aside her wants and desires to make a business work. In order to have something like that function, in Arthur’s experience, he needed to have a willingness to put the company before himself. He couldn’t ever see Chardonnay sacrificing her beauty sleep to maintain the restaurant that her father owned, no matter how much she loved it. So he rolled his eyes. She could educate herself about the business world all she wanted but she clearly wouldn’t be able to accomplish anything with it! ”You can learn all you want but you’ll never put anything before you goddamn self long enough to make anything out of your father’s shitty restaurant! If that ridiculous father of yours that you idolize so much gives any fucks about his business, he’ll find a better person to take it over than you!”

When Chardonnay shoved her draft into his leg Arthur winced—it was, in fact, his injured leg—and a shooting pain went up his spine. Arthur wanted to complain about it but knew that if he did Chardonnay would probably just punch the injured spot so he managed to hide the pain, though when he snatched the folder from Chardonnay he violently launched it like a boomerang away from them—not noticing that the folder rammed Chad right in the side of the head. ”YOU’RE TIRED?! I’M TIRED! If you’re not going to give me the time of day I sure as fuck am not going to give you the time of day, either!”

-x-

Chad let out a small yelp when he got hit with Chardonnay’s folder. He grabbed the thing in his hands and stared at it, not lingering long enough to really read anything. He turned back towards the bickering two on the couch and groaned, rubbing his head again. Damn it. Arthur had a strong arm. Chad felt a headache beginning to pulsate.

”Ow… they’re so inconsiderate.” Chad huffed, ”You’re right, Ace. If they don’t stop they’re probably going to start chucking heavier things around the room… and they’ll kill all of us in the process…”

Tod bit down on his lower lip nervously, shifting from one foot to the other, glancing between Chad and Ace, as though waiting for one of them to go over and talk to them. But no one looked particularly eager to do it. Chad had the same thoughts—but then he had a perfect idea!

Chad moseyed over to the sink, putting Chardonnay’s folder on the counter farthest away from the kitchen. Chad grabbed three straws. He held the straws up and cut them each at different lengths. Then Chad grabbed a plastic bag laying around and stuck the straws into them, holding the bag out to Todd and Ace. When Todd answered with a confused look, Chad grinned.

”Shortest straw has to go tell them to leave. Pick wisely.” He said, and Todd was overcome with wave of anxiety as he slowly reached his hand into the bag and shakily drew a straw. Chad ordered him not to look at the size yet as he held the bag out to Ace.

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Mind your own Business! Jul 6, 2015 14:38:40 GMT -5

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Was it so hard for him to believe that she actually knew how to work and that she actually did work? While Chardonnay knew she complained about most work that most regular people did, she didn't complain about what she did and she didn't complain about what her father did either. Then again, those were things she deemed important, mostly because she had been surrounded by cooking and the environment of a chef for her entire life, but that was besides the point! She knew how to work, she worked hard when she wanted to and when it was something that she deemed to be of value, and she didn't need someone like Arthur telling her that she didn't know how to work. She rolled her eyes at his words and scoffed at what he said, pursing her lips together before she huffed out a breath. But fine, let him think that way. Again, Chardonnay told herself that she didn't need to validate herself to him in order to make herself feel better because she knew what she could do, and she had even been able to settle the festering anger about the matter for a while.

But then he talked about her father and his restaurant, and that was when she got even more angry.

Completely, she pushed the sight of Arthur throwing her folder away and in the direction of the kitchen (to which, had she been paying attention, would have severely pissed her off because of the disrespect towards her possessions) and focused her eyes back on him with her eyes narrowed and with her face flushing again. It was one thing, in her mind, to talk bad about her, but it was another thing to talk down on her father and the business that he had been able to create for himself and that was something that she certainly could and would not stand for. "My father's restaurant isn't shitty, first of all!" She started, raising her finger and pointing it in Arthur's direction as her voice started to rise again. "And second of all, my father isn't ridiculous in any sense of the word, and it would damn well be in your best interest to not say anything bad about him. He knows what he's doing, I know what I'm doing, and you will not disrespect him and the work that he's put into his restaurant! You may think I do nothing but stand in front of a stove all day while making food for other people to eat, but I do a hell of a lot more than that!"

She snorted and shook her head at him. She wanted to hit him; oh God how she wanted to just smack him across the face and walk out of this place! Apparently this was going to be another failed attempt at trying to get the project started but, at this point, she could care less. As far as Chardonnay was concerned he had crossed a line, and just like him, if he wasn't going to give her the time of day with the project, then why should she do the same for him? "You're a pathetic piece of shit, you know that?! I know how to work hard, and I probably work much harder than you do when it comes to doing something that is actually important, and when I get my father's restaurant it won't be because I'm his daughter; it'll be because I know how to take care of the place and make it prosper in the future!"

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At the sight of an incoming folder, Ace took a step back and jumped away, grimacing when the folder collided into the side of Chad's head. That sounded and looked like it hurt, and as the folder was left in the boys hand before it was able to hit the ground, Ace furrowed his brows before he turned his attention to look at the two on the couch again. Someone needed to keep an eye on those two, least something else be thrown in their direction that could cause more damage to them, such as Chad had mentioned, and the thought only became more apparent to him as the noise level between the two continued to rise again. This wasn't good; if those two weren't able to get a hold on their emotions and anger soon, no doubt something bad was going to happen, and, really, when Ace looked and thought about it, he figured that that cane sitting near them may become some sort of weapon for one of them. Ugh, why couldn't they just leave?!

He couldn't help but breath out a heavy sigh, one that caused him to shake his head as his headache continued to persist. Great. With the way he was feeling now he was never going to be able to finish the sketch that he had been working on, and the thought alone was enough to bother him to the point where he got a little angry. He knew he should have never walked out of his room; even though the door would have been opened for Chardonnay regardless, at least he would have had the mind to stay in his room as soon as the arguing started, rather than be standing in the kitchen where their voices were more prominent over in the common area.

As Chad spoke up, he turned back and looked at the boy, looking at the plastic bag that he held in his hand and held out to him and Todd. Before he was able to ask what it was for his question was answered, causing him to look at Todd and watch as he reached into the bag to grab out a straw. So they were really going to do this? Someone was going to have to go over to them to try and stop them? Oh, how he hoped that it wasn't him. He pinched his lips together as the bag was presented his way, which made him lean forward and grab for the inside of the bag. He turned his head and looked in different direction so that he wouldn't look inside the bag as his fingers trailed over the last two straws that were in there until he grabbed one and pulled it out, holding it in his grasp before he enclosed his hands over it and looked over at Todd, raised his brows, and then looked over to Chad to see which one he would grab.

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Nora Acker || Chase Smith || Chance Smith

College Students:

Chardonnay Nicholas || Ace Harrison || Max Carter || Niko Connor || Toni Locklear

Teachers:

Jonathan Hall || Leo Fletcher

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Mind your own Business! Jul 6, 2015 15:17:51 GMT -5

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Post by Kenzie on Jul 6, 2015 15:17:51 GMT -5

Todd slowly rubbed his fingers up and down the straw in his hand, wondering if his piece would be longer or shorter. He prayed it was the longest one. He just really didn’t want to go over to that, not when both Arthur and Chardonnay looked like they were about to claw each other’s eyes out. Chad took the last piece of straw and put the bag to the side, and then cleared his throat, lifting up their straws to see who had the shortest. Todd did so as well, heart pounding in his chest.

Todd lost.

Chad laughed and clapped Todd on the back when it was revealed that the shy giant had the shortest piece of straw, and Todd felt bitter for only a moment. Why couldn’t Chad, who actually knew Chardonnay and talked to Arthur more than Todd ever did, have just gone over himself? Todd sent a panicked look over at Ace, as though begging for his friend to volunteer to go over, but Chad pushed Todd over to the living room, and Todd felt his heart pounding harder as his hands clammed up. He stared ahead, at the bickering duo, not entirely sure how to approach, so he just kind of awkwardly took a step forward. Arthur and Chardonnay were too focused on yelling at one another to notice, though. Todd sent one last desperate look at Chad and Ace. Chad stood his body at attention and brought his hand up to his forehead with the other one resting on his lower back, giving Todd a military salute.

”Good luck, soldier.” Chad said and that didn’t help Todd feel any better so he just turned back towards Arthur and Chardonnay and took another hesitant step forward. As he did so, Chad turned to Ace with a grin.

”We sure lucked out. Hope they don’t kill Todd, though. I kinda like him.” Chad said.

-x-

Apparently, he struck a nerve. Arthur didn’t know why Chardonnay cared so much about her father or his business but he supposed that airheaded brain of hers had to care about something. Though the only image he could picture of Chardonnay’s father was some fat old fart who spoiled his daughter rotten and ate nothing but the finest foods in the world, all while overworking his poor staff members and paying them minimum wage. No way could any parent of Chardonnay’s be a decent human being, Arthur figured, so why should he respect this man he’d never met?! Technically it was all that guy’s fault Chardonnay existed in the first place.

”Well apparently he is to have raised such a horrible excuse for a human being! I doubt you actually care about the business, the only think you apparently give a fuck about is your father! The only way your bitchy attitude will make prosper is the chance of a worker’s strike! No one would ever want to take orders from you!”

”U—Uhm….” Todd spoke up from behind the couch, feeling his blood run cold when Arthur’s eyes turned away from Chardonnay and focused on him, the anger still there, and Todd wanted to cry even though he knew Arthur wasn’t angry at him. Todd was almost scared to look at Chardonnay but he forced himself to, biting down on his lower lip.

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Post by Shelby on Jul 6, 2015 17:17:24 GMT -5

She didn't care about her father's business?! The thought was certainly a laughable one to Chardonnay, causing her to snort out a laugh that quickly turned into a scoff as she turned her head and looked away for a second before she turned and shot Arthur a heated glare. If she only cared for her father and not for the business that she knew he had poured his blood, sweat, and tears into she sure as hell wouldn't be going through this right now; she wouldn't have dared do anything business wise, nor would she have ever asked her father what he did, how he did it, and wanted to learn everything that she could from him. If she didn't care about the business, she wouldn't take the time to study everything and she wouldn't have spent as much time back in kitchen and in the general area of the restaurant when ever she was back at home. She wouldn't care about about what would happen to the business after he was gone if she didn't care, and she wouldn't be trying her best to already have a plan in mind to keep up the image of the place that her father always wanted.

And he had the nerve to think that she didn't care about the business and only about her father, and she had more reasons to believe that he only thought she loved her father because of the money that he had. Oh, how wrong he was; he didn't know a damn thing about what she cared about and why she actually cared about it all. But why should she try and explain it to him? It hurt her pride, yes, to hear him say that but she knew what was going on in her own mind and she knew her own motives. She didn't have to prove anything to him, but even so she wasn't going to let him stomp over her like that without defending herself, her father, and the restaurant that her father owned.

"If I didn't care about my father's restaurant I wouldn't be sitting here listening to your winy ass complain about me and what I want to do in the future! Why the hell would I put myself through this shit in the first place if I didn't care?!" She threw her hands out then in an exasperated manner as she stood from the couch and pointed her finger back at him, resting her other hand against her hip as she leaned over a bit. "You don't know a damn thing about me, and while you may think you have me and my father figured out, your wrong an-" But before she was able to finish the rest of what she had to say to him, which would have been a lot, another voice entered into the vicinity, causing her to pause, blink her eyes and look at the person standing behind the house, looking so scared that he may piss himself at some point. When the hell did he get there?

Nonetheless, the fact that she had been interrupted pissed her off. One of her brows twitched in irritation as her attention was now put onto Todd, her eyes looking him up and down before she scowled and dropped the finger that was pointing in Arthur's direction. "What?!" She barked at him, her hands curling into fist again. "Can't you see that we're having a discussion?!" Right, a discussion, even though she clearly knew that it was a full blown argument that had the potential to turn into an actual fight if both of them were prompted enough to initiate it.

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While he couldn't help but breath out a sigh as he finally looked down at his straw with the rest of the guys and noticed that he hadn't had the shortest one, when he turned to look and see that it was Todd that had the shortest straw he couldn't help but feel bad about it. Oh no... His shoulders slumped a bit at the sight of the face that he had been given, nearly speaking up to stop Todd from going over there even if every fiber in his being told him to just shut up and let things happen the way they were supposed to happen, but when Chad pushed Todd over into the direction of the war zone all he could do was watch with his mouth hanging slightly open. How was he supposed to explain to Max and Amy that Todd had been killed by those two on the couch because he ended up being the unlucky one that had to go there and try to stop them?

He quickly closed his mouth and took a step forward, grimacing at the sight of Todd trying to speak up between the yelling that had quickly stopped when the model's presence had been known and brought to attention. Todd didn't seem like the type of guy to handle conflict very well, and if Ace had learned anything about the boy from being friends with him along with Amy and Max, he knew that this wasn't going to turn out well for him. And when Chardonnay yelled her response back to the shy boy he couldn't help but grow nervous himself. Hopefully Todd wouldn't have some sort of panic attack or faint on the floor from being yelled at, but by that point Ace figured that, if need be, he would intervene. For right now, however, he would watch and wait, becoming slightly irritated with the laughter that was coming from Chad about the situation. He gave a quick glance to his other suite mate before he gave a soft snort and shook his head, turning his attention back to look at the scene in the common area of the suite.

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Post by Kenzie on Jul 6, 2015 17:40:08 GMT -5

Arthur narrowed his eyes over at Chardonnay as she continued to defend herself, convinced that it must be the pride speaking. Even if she did care as she so claimed to, what could would someone like her do in a business? Arthur rolled his eyes as Chardonnay got more and more impassioned about defending herself and her father, not listening even though he probably should. If he wanted to set an example for what he expected for this assignment (right, they had one; that was the point of this) he should probably start listening to her. But Arthur, listening to Chardonnay? He couldn’t stomach the thought. He could barely think of her name without tacking an insult to the end of it.

Though when someone had the gall to interrupt Chardonnay, Arthur was shocked and turned to see who it was. Honestly he expected Chad, and his annoyingly bubbly personality. But instead it was… Todd? The fuck was Todd here for? They were working on a project! Couldn’t he butt out?

But still. Arthur has a small soft spot for shy people, and Todd wasn’t that bad. In fact, Arthur felt a little bad, given how terrified the kid looked. He might have offered Todd a softer expression, but when Chardonnay turned her bitchy attitude onto his suitemate was too distracted by rolling his eyes. Todd flinched behind the couch, taking a step back, as though Chardonnay was a vicious piranha and was about to bite his head off.

”A discussion, right.” Arthur snapped to Chardonnay, before turning his eyes over to Todd again. He rose an eyebrow at Todd’s hesitance, and Todd swallowed a lump in his throat.

”Uhm… y—you guys are really l—loud…s—so...” Todd said, slowly, his hands folding together in front of his chest. He played with his fingers as he tried to form words. Eventually, before he could think about it too much, he burst out with ”You two need to leave!”

Arthur’s eyes widened in shock at the order, not expecting to hear that from his suitemates and especially not from Mr. Shy-guy. Immediately Arthur’s eyes lit up in anger again though it wasn’t at Todd, it was at Chardonnay. They hadn’t accomplished anything today and they were already getting kicked out of the suite?! What the fuck!

”We haven’t accomplished anything!” Arthur snapped, looking at Chardonnay. This was all her fault. God damn it.

-x-

Chad grinned over at Ace, before he focused his gaze on the arguing two and their sacrifice. He figured if it got really bad he and Ace could go over there as some backup, but hey, it was actually pretty entertaining to watch poor little Todd fumble over his words and try to kick Chardonnay and Arthur out of the suite politely. Honestly, those two could do nothing polite when they were in the same room, could they?

He clicked his tongue, counting down the seconds until Todd either fainted or successfully got the two out of the suite. At Todd’s outburst Chad’s brows rose in appreciation, before he grinned and waited for the retaliation soon to come from Chardonnay. She had less to lose here than Arthur did—after all, he lived here. She didn’t. If Arthur pissed them off too bad they could make him miserable, but Chardonnay basically had free reign.

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Post by Shelby on Jul 7, 2015 7:06:58 GMT -5

Completely ignoring Arthur's little quip about her calling what the were having a discussion, Chardonnay continued to keep her eyes locked on the tall boy that had decided to come over to them, no doubt the product of one of the other two in the suite having pressured him into doing this. After all, with the way he fumbled with his hands and with the way his initial posture was Chardonnay doubted that he would have come over here his own self if he had the choice. There was a part of her, after looking at him and listening to him stutter, that made her feel bad for him but then she remembered the fact that he interrupted her, interrupted them and their argument, and all sympathy for the boy flew out the window. If he had the courage, which he probably really didn't have, to come over to them and speak up, then he should be able to handle and take the consequences that were to come for him.

She folded her arms over her chest and furrowed her brows, pursing her lips then before her eyes glanced over into the direction of the kitchen, catching sight of Ace and Chad standing watch over the situation with one of them looking more concerned about it all while the other seemed more amused over the situation, almost as if this was some sort of show. How come people gave them looks like that all the time; looked at her and Arthur as if they were going to be given some sort of show that they could watch while eating popcorn and talking lowly to their friends? Even the people in their business class tended to always look back at the two, almost as if they were anticipating the curtains to drop and the lights to be thrown on the arguing two who had, unfortunately, been partnered up. The realization of the fact was enough to twinge her irritation, causing her simple frown to turn right back into a scowl, one that was directed at the two in the kitchen for a short second before she turned her eyes back to Todd as he started to speak up again.

But when his words finally registered in her mind, something about them being loud before he paused as he tried to come up with something else to say, she stopped and widened her eyes at the yell that had been sent their way. So... Wait! They were getting kicked out of another place, a suite no less? For the first moment she was too shocked to think of it all, especially over the fact that this timid boy mustered up the voice to tell them to leave like that, but eventually when she was able to come to her mind she closed her mouth that had been opened slightly and let her hands drop back at her sides. "Wh- How the hell can you tell us to leave?!" She stomped her foot on the ground then, growling a bit before she turned her attention to Arthur with the quick tilt of her head. What, so he was blaming all of this on her too? Oh please!

"You can't do that, you don't own this place!" Again she looked back at Todd with an angered scowl before she directed her attention back to Arthur. "And of course we haven't accomplished anything because of you! If you would take my idea and realize that it was good so that we can use it for the project, we could have been done with this by now!"

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Really, he didn't like to be on the receiving end of any scowl that would ever be sent his way, especially one that came from an enraged female who had an attitude problem and was so full of herself that she couldn't really think in a reasonable fashion, so when Chardonnay turned to look at them in the kitchen he turned his head to look away, scratching at the back of his neck in the process. And here he thought his mom had a mean glare; oh, how wrong he was in that regard. But nevertheless, when he started to hear Todd's voice he turned and looked back, blinking his eyes as he leaned forward a bit to listen in on the boy a little closer, only to have his senses shocked a bit at the yell. Well... That happened. He blinked his eyes in surprise as he turned to give Chad a questioning look, one that caused him to shrug his shoulders and turn to look back at Todd as Chardonnay started her piercing yell with the stomp of her foot. So, apparently she wasn't generally told what to do, though given how she had been acting before he really wasn't surprised if that was actually true.

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Post by Kenzie on Jul 7, 2015 11:42:05 GMT -5

When Chardonnay snapped the momentary burst of a demand that Todd had just mustered out the courage to say completely fell flat and Todd took another step back, his eyes wide and his body shaking as Chardonnay told him that he had no right to kick them out, that he didn’t own the place. And technically Chardonnay was right—partially, anyway—he didn’t own the place per say but he did live here and if there was conflict among the suite members he had every right to be mad… but Chardonnay’s anger scared Todd and he wished that Chad had come over here! Chad was so much more people-oriented, and Chad probably wouldn’t have pissed off Chardonnay so much!

At the foot stomp Todd flinched, taking another hesitant step back, squeezing his eyes shut as Chardonnay went right back to getting angry at Arthur—and vice versa.

Arthur watched Chardonnay snap at his suitemate, and immediately his dislike for Chardonnay grew deeper. Yeah, he was at fault here he supposed (though he still blamed Chardonnay for the incident being so loud in the first place) but at least he hadn’t snapped at this poor kid! And at least he felt a little bad about being such a pain for the rest of the suite. Jesus Christ, Chardonnay really did have no redeeming qualities about her at all. Arthur glared over at Chardonnay, especially when she brought the argument back up that he hadn’t listened to her when it was her stupid elitist attitude that had landed them here and out of the library in the first place.

”God, you’re such a fucking bitch! You won’t listen to anyone! Stop blaming me for the fact that we haven’t gotten anywhere on this project because if there’s anyone to blame here it’s that fucking know-it-all attitude of yours! I refuse to let you order me around and just do whatever you want for this project because whatever it is, it’s not good enough! And because of you we don’t have anywhere else to fucking work on this!”

Todd, unfortunately, hadn’t accomplished anything. Except for a terrifying moment Todd thought that Chardonnay was going to rip his throat out… but then after that she turned back to Arthur and got mad, and he got mad, and now Todd could practically feel the heat radiating off of them in suffocating waves. They didn’t seem to be leaving though… in fact, the argument hadn’t really… changed. Though the surface concern was the project, they were really just lashing out at one another. Todd sighed and fumbled with his hands, wondering if he should insist they leave. He turned back towards Ace and Chad, pleading, hoping they’d take pity and come over.

-x-

Honestly Chad found this entire situation funnier than annoying, though the throbbing on his temple was quickly beginning to turn into a migraine. Arthur and Chardonnay’s enraged and shouting voices didn’t help. Chardonnay was usually so much different than this though—well, she had a sharp mouth and a quick wit sure, but he didn’t usually see her in a screaming match. Same with Arthur. Chad whistled under his breath as he watched the bickering, not even looking at poor Todd who almost fainted when Chardonnay turned her vicious expression onto him. Pretty soon, they’d set off a fire alarm! He was surprised the couch hadn’t ignited yet. He snorted when Chardonnay stomped her foot, leaning against the counter, waiting for Todd to work his magic.

Except… Todd really had no magic to be worked. Todd turned around to look at Ace and Chad and Chad sighed, turning towards Ace.

”Think we should go offer some backup?” He asked, watching Chardonnay and Arthur go right back to arguing. ”This is kind of a headache. And there’s no way Todd’s going to force them out. He looks like he’s about to die.”

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Mind your own Business! Jul 17, 2015 12:45:12 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jul 17, 2015 12:45:12 GMT -5

Tood was going to be eaten alive, and Ace was positive of that as he continued to watch the scene. When Chardonnay started to yell at the boy he grimaced and cringed to himself, shaking his head and then closing his eyes. He couldn't continue to watch this; he couldn't continue to watch Todd continue to cower in the face of those two for fear that either Chardonnay or Arthur were going to do something to hurt him just because he had been trying to, politely, tell them to shut up and leave. His advances hadn't worked, however. Actually, Todd coming into the picture may have made the situation worse because it only seemed to continue to spark an already large flame that was coming in between the two bickering students. He rubbed his hand against his forehead again, feeling that headache coming to his mind. He should have gone out there instead of Todd, he told himself. He may hate conflict, but at least he wouldn't have to watch the suffering person that was Todd. He was too nice for it all, and he didn't deserve it.

When he heard Chad whistle only right after seeing the pleading look that Todd sent their way, he turned and looked at his suite mate, nodding his head and then looking back at the scene before them. It really would be better if they stepped in; Todd being there was going to solve nothing, and he didn't want to continue to hear the constant bickering between the two because they couldn't get off their high horses and figure out what the hell it was they were supposed to be doing. So he shook his shoulders and breathed out a heavy sigh, breathing out a mumbled curse from under his breath before he started walking over to the common area of the suite, turning to look and see if Chad was following or if he was going to leave him out to dry just like Todd, and turning to look back at Chardonnay and Arthur as he stopped a few feet away from them.

"And you think you're any better?!" Chardonnay spouted out as she gave Arthur an incredulous look, scoffing all the while after listening to what he had to say. She hadn't noticed the other suite mates walking into the common area, and she hadn't realized that they stopped and were now closer. However, even if she did notice she probably wouldn't have cared. With her eyes and attention dead set on Arthur, she could really care less about too many things at this point. She knew she shouldn't have come here; she should have made some sort of excuse, even if that would have been counterproductive. But, then again, hadn't this entire little 'session' been counterproductive? They still found themselves in the same spot they had been in since finding out they were partners with one another!

"You think you're such a saint and that you've done nothing wrong?! You think that I'm the only one who refuses to do anything for this project, yet you're doing the exact same thing!" She furrowed her brows and rested her hands against her hips. "How dare you try to pin all of this on me, because I am not the only one you hypocritical bastard! I am not the only that got us kicked out of the library, because you contributed just as much as me!"

Were they really arguing about who was the blame about all of this? Both of them were to blame equally in Ace's opinion, though he figured that neither of those two wanted to admit it because neither of them wanted to admit that they were wrong. But why? What the hell happened between these two that they're at each other's throats so much? Of course he had heard the rumors in high school about these two, but that was two years ago; couldn't they let things go? But it was getting to be too much for him now. Between all of the screaming, he just wanted silence, yet he figured that as long as those two were in the same area that peace wasn't going to come. "Hey!"

It wasn't normal that his voice raised to that volume; generally, Ace was a quiet guy who generally liked to take a more laid back approach to everything while keeping his voice either silent or low. That was just how he was. Add that to the fact that he didn't like conflict Ace always tried his best to not get in situations where he had to yell, but at this point he couldn't help it. Those two weren't going to listen if they took Todd's approach in trying to be nice. Chardonnay turned and looked at the boy who yelled, himself looking at her with a pointed look as she sent him a heated glare. "Just shut up, okay?! Nothing can be that bad that you two have to do this!" He motioned to the both of them with his hands, huffing out a breath as he shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Look, if all you two are going to is bitch and complain to each other, then go somewhere else and do it because we're tired of hearing it. So if you can actually work on what you're supposed to civilly, then you can stay, but if not, then leave. And if you don't leave, then I'll just call the RA and I'm sure he'll be able to get the situation handled." With the little rant over he looked back over at the two. This needed to end.

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Post by Kenzie on Jul 17, 2015 13:33:12 GMT -5

Chad followed Ace over, his hand sin the pockets of his jeans and a smile on his face. Unlike the other two boys he found the entire situation funnier than headache inducing. Though he couldn’t deny the throb of an ache that started at his temple. Right now if he was annoyed at either of the two bickering students it was Arthur.

Speaking of Arthur, he was giving Chardonnay the incredulous look right back. While both of them were to blame he was still more annoyed at Chardonnay—if he had any other partner he wouldn’t have snapped so fucking easily! He rolled his eyes at Chardonnay again. He really couldn’t work with her! Why the fuck couldn’t that stupid professor just change their assignment already. He didn’t fucking get it. There wasn’t anything particularly important about it being him and Chardonnay. He should have just last-second swapped his syllabus with the girl sitting behind him while she had her back turned. Then that poor girl would be stuck with Chardonnay and Arthur could have worked with whoever the fuck that girl’s partner was. Whoever they were, they’d be better company that what he had now.

”Well have you ever considered that must maybe if you didn’t march in making ridiculous demands maybe we would have actually gotten somewhere!?” Arthur snapped back, just as Ace came over and yelled, something that was pretty rare for the other quiet member of the suite. However Arthur had little patience left and so he turned to Ace, snapping back with WHAT?!”

Todd flinched at all the yelling, sticking his forefingers in his ears, though he stared around at Chad and Ace in appreciation for them having come over. Todd slowly inched his way behind Ace, like he was trying to hide before the shorter man, as he basically told Arthur and Chardonnay to either get over it and work together or leave.

Begrudged as he was to admit it, Ace was right. He and Chardonnay weren’t getting anywhere with this project. He let out a loud, annoyed groan before he turned away from everyone and rested his head against the back of the couch, bringing up his left hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. Why was she so impossible to work with?! Arthur couldn’t take this anymore. His grade was dependent on this spoiled little princess cooperating with him. And it didn’t look like that was happening today.

”Fine.” Arthur snapped, knowing any attempts to patch this up were futile. Besides, the threat of the RA coming was slightly intimidating. Chardonnay would only get a warning but he’d get lectured and possibly lose his housing, neither of which sounded appealing to him. Without looking at Chardonnay, he spat, ”...this was a bad idea to start with. Just get out, princess.”

Arthur really had no intention of leaving with Chardonnay. Where would he go? Certainly they would make no further progress, and every minute he spent with her was just one minute closer he was to having a heart attack from his blood pressure skyrocketing.

Meanwhile, Chad offered Chardonnay’s draft to her, giving her a friendly smile.

”Oh, by the way, this hit me! I figured you’d need it. And good luck, Chardonnay!” Chad said, his happy tone sounding completely out of place in the hostile and angry environment of the suite.

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Post by Shelby on Jul 17, 2015 15:02:02 GMT -5

So another one of the suite mates wanted to come to them and tell them, or her rather, to leave? As Ace started with his demands, Chardonnay pursed her lips together before she scowled in his direction, folding her arms over her chest. She wanted to argue the same case with him as she had with Todd; he didn't know this place, so he couldn't tell her to get out if she didn't want to. But when he threatened to have the RA sent on them that thought process changed and all she could do was stare in disbelief before the anger started bubbling over for him as well.

Fine, what ever! Why would she, and why had she, complained about staying in this place anyway? She didn't want to be here. She didn't want to continue to sit with Arthur to argue back and forth about the project that she was beginning to suspect that were never going to be able to accomplish. She gave a huff of a breath and turned back to Arthur when he spoke, rolling her eyes and then turning away to look away from him. Unfortunately, she knew that he was right. This had been pointless, and just like the previous time they had met nothing had been accomplished for this, so what was the point of her staying? They were too far gone again with the anger in their systems to think rationally about the project, and there was no way with their riled up state that they were ever going to agree on anything that they actually had to agree on.

Then again, even when they were calm, or at least as calm as those two could be, what made her think that they could agree on anything? It just wasn't something that was built into their systems, and having to agree on something with one another would likely result in one, or both, of their deaths. To bad she felt like if she wanted to pass this course and do well on this project she was actually going to have to agree to something of his, just as he was going to have to agree to something of hers. Oh, surely this meant that one of them was going to be killed during or after this project was over with. Preferably Chardonnay would rather that be Arthur, mostly since she figured he would go no where in life after college anyway, and mostly because she loved her life too much to have died in such a stupid way. She had a lot more life to live, and she didn't want to give it up.

With a final roll of her eyes, she turned to look at Chad and the draft that he had in his hands, her brows raising before she snorted and snatched it from him. She reached down on the couch and grabbed her purse and notebook, snatching them up as well, and then with a huff walked past the boys that stood in her way and started making her way out of the suite. She opened the door quickly and after stepping out of the suite she turned and slammed the door. Hard.

Ace flinched a bit when the door was slammed, himself still not able to get over the fact that that girl just bumped him against his shoulder on the way out. Really, did she have to do that when there had been so much room for her to walk in without even touching him? Must be that pent up rage for getting her to leave, not that she seemed to make much of a fuss anymore about being told to go. Hopefully, she wouldn't come back, or if she did hopefully she wouldn't be there to see Arthur.

Then again, the only reason he could ever see any other girl coming into the suite other than Max and Amy would be for Chad, and that didn't seem like much of a better idea either.

What ever. Ace could honestly care less for the matter now. It was eerily quiet in the suite compared to the loudness that had once been in there. Peace... What a wonderful thing that was. With the shake of his head, Ace threw his hands up and turned around, and with not saying anything else he headed back to where his room was, completely passing off the fact that he had wanted something to drink before, and closed the door, locking it in the process.

---

This project really was going to be the death of them.

The weekend had been relatively quiet between those two after their failed attempt at a meeting for the project occurred at his suite until they decided to try again Sunday night, this time with them being in her suite. After the last incident that they had been subject to, she had a feeling that none of the suite mates would appreciate her being back there to work on the project with Arthur. In her mind, she felt as if as soon as one of them, other than Chad probably, opened the door and seen her they would have closed it right back in her face. Well... Maybe Ace would have been the only one to do that. Regardless, Chardonnay had been adamant on not going back there, saying that, since he had made her go there last time, that they could try and do the project in her suite. It was a nicer place in her mind, one she was comfortable with, and maybe, just maybe, because she was in her own place of living she may be able to convince Arthur to drop his ideas and go with hers.

That, unfortunately, hadn't been the case.

Almost the exact same instances happened while over in her suite as it had at Arthur's suite. They sat down in the common area after she let him in, she heard Max say something smart about the matter while laughing and then disappearing, and then the arguing between the two started because they couldn't agree on anything. It was sad really. Her throat was beginning to hurt with all the yelling and with her anger bursting like it had been the past three times her and this boy had tried to work together. Her suite mates hadn't been too happy about all of the yelling -actually they had been a little more than pissed, maybe more so than the boys-, and then Arthur was told to leave after he and she decided that, again, this had been pointless and that there were no further reasoning for him to be there because they weren't going to accomplish anything.

The air in the suite hadn't gotten any better since then. Every time Chardonnay would see Max and Amy she would glare and then and narrow her eyes and every time she would see Niko... Well, she didn't have any ill feelings to the girl. She hadn't been in the suite at the time of the argument, so she had no reasons to really be mad at the girl who generally kept to herself when in the suite.

This was getting ridiculous. Because of the heavy argument they had with each other that Sunday they decided to not meet up on Monday -well, they hadn't really agreed to not meet they just never made it a point to try and work anything out- but now that it was Tuesday they were running out of time. Their draft was supposed to be due tomorrow, and they had yet to make a single step of progress with the progress. Oh, she could imagine the smile that was probably on Lockwood's face. He was probably looking forward to tomorrow to see what kind of fuckery the two of them had come up with so that he could decide whether or not to give them another chance or just fail them and tell them to go away. She wasn't looking forward to that; she wasn't looking forward to any of this, but what could she do? They only had half a day left to complete this and, unfortunately, she had a feeling that that wasn't going to be enough time for them to create something worthy enough to even call a draft.

She frowned heavily at the thought as she looked down at her phone, her brows pinched into a furrow as she read the address that Arthur had sent her of the location that they were going to be meeting at. As she made it into the apartment complex she looked up and sighed to herself, shaking her head and then running a hand through her hair. She was getting tired of this; actually no, she had been tired of this as soon as she found out who her partner was. Something had to happen though; something just had to change about this because if they didn't come up with something tonight, they were going to fail and she refused to do that.

It didn't take her that long to make it to the door that held the apartment number on it, and after shaking her shoulders she finally knocked on the door and waited for it to be opened. He better be there already; she didn't want to deal with the awkwardness of having to wait for him inside of a teacher's apartment, even if it was just his sister and even if Ms. Summers had been a teacher of hers back in high school. It still didn't change the fact that it would be awkward, mostly because she didn't want to be there.

High Schoolers:

Nora Acker || Chase Smith || Chance Smith

College Students:

Chardonnay Nicholas || Ace Harrison || Max Carter || Niko Connor || Toni Locklear

Teachers:

Jonathan Hall || Leo Fletcher

Academy Staff:

Scarlett Oak

Metric School of the Arts
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