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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 14, 2015 1:20:32 GMT -5

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Post by pierce on Aug 14, 2015 1:20:32 GMT -5

"What kind of question is that Wyatt, really." he sighed, "Of course it's safe." When he was behind the wheel, this car was totally street-worthy. Not street-legal per se, but, there were ways around that. Clint wasn't thinking about how dumpy and potentially dangerous his car was, his mind was a rolling timebomb. During the walk back to the mall's entrance he just couldn't keep it in. "And I'm sorry you can't drive your own car away and not be bothered to even acknowledge me ever again. It really sucks that you have to deal with this person who means absolutely nothing aside from the extra hands."

He'd stopped walking by the time they were on the pavement, out of traffic and out of the way for the people entering and exiting the building. "Why do you- I don't know I shouldn't even be asking, or hey, even talking to you, right? You're too great and popular and beautiful to have to even answer me." Okay so that felt much, much better. His furrowed brows smoothed out slowly, as his words settled and his pumped up heart began to beat at an easy pace. Clint sighed, shook his head - glancing over to the entrance. "Look, if you don't want to you don't have to be doing this. I'm sure you can think of other options. I'm just not going to take being picked up and dusted off, just to be thrown aside. It's not a good feeling Wyatt. You can do better, with everything you have for yourself. You can at least be - oh, nevermind."

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 14, 2015 2:41:10 GMT -5

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Wyatt wrinkled her nose when he asked what kind of question she asked. It seemed like perfectly logical question to her given the state of the vehicle. Really, it looked like it was as old as her parents! His assurance it was safe really did nothing for her nerves as she stared at the car once last time before following after him. She felt like she had to walk with a little more pep in her step to keep up with him. Why was he suddenly so animated? “Listen, I just don’t want to end up crashing or something because your ancient car decides to like…explode or something,” she exaggerated as she hastened to keep up with him, his strides longer than her own. His next words hit her like a smack to the face. He definitely called her out on that one, and the sad part was it was completely true. That’s what she did to people, she used them without giving it a second thought. She couldn’t even reassure him he was more than a pair of hands because it suddenly became extremely hard for her to form words.

If she allowed herself to soften and apologize he might expect it from her all the time. As heartless as she played things it did hurt her to see this perfectly nice guy feel like less of a person all because of her. Wyatt stopped in front of him, her eyes carefully studying his face as he unloaded his mental burdens onto her, a rather forced blank look on her face. Clint seemed so adamant on expressing his thoughts and how he felt used. It made her feel, well, terrible. Once he was finished, she took a deep breath and kept her eyes on him. “Do you feel better now? Now that you’ve had your chance to vent?” Wyatt inquired as she tilted her head to the side. She pursed her lips together as she tried to decide how to handle this. The person she chose to be was such a downright bitch, she did not want to lose the only self she’d allowed others to see. Then who would she be?

“You know, perhaps you ought to look at yourself before you go attacking me. After all, you’re the one who has been carrying my bags around all day. What kind of boring life do you lead that you would so willingly spend your day dragged into things with me when I’m just so heartless and ‘too popular’ for you?” Wyatt snapped as a last ditch effort to cover the hurt he’d inflicted on her. She played it shallow, yes, but she had feelings just like any other person. “You’re not getting out of driving me home either. Okay?”

Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 14, 2015 3:24:58 GMT -5

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"I do." Clint blurted, still looking over her with the intensity that had collected over the course of his 'vent'. As she continued, he just couldn't believe his ears. He laughed. "I'm the one who thought wow, spending time with Wyatt Prescott who actually seems like she cares about more than I could ever know. This is different, but it's not bad. This is something worth trying, instead of running away and back to my boring life of nothing." Nothing but her. He tried to catch up to himself, his expression softening, "I know you aren't heartless, and I know you aren't so popular that you're above being a genuine person. It's just hard to tell. Please, don't get me wrong - I do want to keep spending time with you, really. But I need you to know that too, about you. That you don't have to fool yourself in to being something else." Though he wasn't sure if that made sense, it sounded right. His brows were weary, he wanted to say more but he decidedly kept quiet, his eyes downcast.

Last Edit: Aug 14, 2015 3:26:42 GMT -5 by pierce

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 14, 2015 3:39:31 GMT -5

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Wyatt was not necessarily comfortable with the intensity of his stare. She had never felt like this before but she could swear Clint saw right through her. How could some guy she barely knew seem to know more about her than anyone? It didn’t make sense! His laugh sounded strange to her, especially after his little outburst at her. She had not been expecting such a pleasant noise to come from him after all that, then again perhaps he was just laughing at her. What really spoke to her is when he said she seemed to care about more than he knew. It was true, so true she almost did not want to believe it came out of his mouth. Everyone believed the only thing on her mind was boys, makeup, and trivial stuff of that nature when it was only half the truth. She cleared her throat and looked up at the sky to avoid making eye contact with him because surely he would be able to tell how right he was if he looked her in the eyes. “Yeah, well I bet right about now you’re regretting sticking around,” Wyatt commented with a shrug of her shoulders. He seemed pretty put-off with her only seconds ago.

Her eyes slowly moved back to him when he mentioned she was not heartless. How did he know? She bit down on her lower lip, trying to keep her defenses up when he mentioned she did not have to pretend to be someone else. “I wouldn’t expect you to understand,” Wyatt sighed before waving her hand as if to conclude the conversation, “Besides, this isn’t an act. This is who I am.”

Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 14, 2015 4:01:34 GMT -5

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"No, I'm not because I wouldn't be so sure of this if I hadn't." he had to inform, lifting his eyes to meet hers before dropping them again. "You don't sound so sure of that Wyatt. I get it, though. You have to protect yourself at all costs, because if it all came crashing down you wouldn't know what to do next." Clint gave a shrug, that was something he'd never know. The feeling of having to disguise himself. "We become what we pretend to be, and after being one thing for so long it's not something that can be so easily changed. And if that works, it works." It was better that he sever the topic, but he had to just have one thing from this. "I would gladly follow after you with bags of whatever and act like your pawn, as long as you can admit it- if only to someone who wouldn't dare tell another soul how good of a person you can be if it meant you harm."

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 14, 2015 11:19:35 GMT -5

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Wyatt’s expression fell when Clint insisted on continuing their conversation rather than just letting it go. She wanted to just walk away and wait for someone else to pick her up yet something kept her standing in place. It was pretty bold of him to suggest he knew anything about her. If it was not so true she definitely would have left long ago, but he spoke to the part of her she kept tucked away. “Why do you even care? You don’t even know the half of it,” Wyatt replied as her hands moved down to settle on her hips. She studied his face when he pretty much told her he would follow her as long as she admitted she was a good person deep down. What kind of deal was that? As much as she tried to understand Clint and his motives she could not. “What makes you think I would just so openly talk about my life to you anyway? I don’t even know you,” she stated, keeping up her strong front and coming back defensive. She would not allow him to so easily tear down her walls, not when she spent so long putting them up.

Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
Other: Fletcher Willoughby

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 14, 2015 11:52:40 GMT -5

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Though he realized how bold this was of him, there was a driving force of years of watching on the sidelines - seeing her mistakes and small successes. Maybe a part of him was selfish for wanting to draw out the goodness he knew was there - to bring it up to the surface if only for a second, to really see how beautiful it was instead of making guesses. "Because, I can't help but care. You don't think anyone cares about you apart from how you look? If so you are sorely mistaken. I can't really claim to know more about you than you let show, but I can still see it in how you hesitate sometimes. In what you don't say." He shrugged at her next question, he didn't even think they'd get to this, where they'd both be on the brink of revealing whatever they kept to themselves. "I don't know, Wyatt. I really don't. It's not like I planned this, or expect you to want to open up. But maybe, just maybe you talking about the things that I don't know the half of can help you."

Clint tried to grasp what he'd really meant to say, and it slipped away. There was no way he could tell her how much he knew, not to the extent that he did. "And if you wanted to, get to know me, maybe you would find something out about the benefit of a real friendship. One where no one tries to one-up each other and just genuinely enjoys the company of someone who can't do anything but be there for you. You want to know something about my life? Its centered around someone who is so outwardly self-centered that I can't do anything but think about them, and it's a constant battle with myself over why I bother. Then the one time I get the chance to really impress them, I start floundering in my own feelings and just go and ruin everything. I care, because since I first saw you I cared. Might sound weird, but it's true." The tightness in his chest compressed whatever he'd end up revealing next. Despite Wyatt, he was no good at withholding anything when it came to intense feelings like this, not when it all began to over flow.

Last Edit: Aug 14, 2015 11:54:05 GMT -5 by pierce

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 14, 2015 14:48:52 GMT -5

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It was official, Clint began to sound absolutely crazy! No other person would dare confront someone with her reputation, especially when said comments were directed specifically about how she presented herself. Straightening up her shoulders to try and make herself look taller, she fixated her eyes into a pointed glare at him, one which quickly softened when he mentioned her looks not being the only thing people cared about. He was wrong…he had to be. She had never been complimented on anything other than her looks practically her entire life! Wyatt stared up at him desperately as she tried to force herself to speak. All that came out at first was a pathetic whimper which made her even more frustrated. “If you think I’m willing just going to open up to you and we can go on being secret best friends you are sadly mistaken,” she replied, “Even if there is a part of me which I do hide, which I can assure you there isn’t, I still wouldn’t show it to you.”

She tightened her arms across her chest when he described what a real friendship was supposed to be like. It seemed dangerous to allow someone into her life when she kept people away at a distance for a reason. Come to think of it, none of the friends she actually had were friends. They talked but they didn’t really talk because what they spoke about had such little depth to it. Wyatt was about to completely shut him down right there until he mentioned until he started to speak of how his life was centered around one person. The more he spoke the more he began to realize he was talking about her. She clenched her jaw to keep it from dropped when he admitted he cared about her but she could not hide how her eyes softened at the realization. Ever since he first saw her? It seemed almost ridiculous. After all, it was no secret to her she acted like a bitch. She didn’t deserve this sweet boy caring for her not when she constantly trampled over his type.

“You really do care, don’t you?” Wyatt replied rather breathlessly as she studied his face. The softening of her features was a sign her defenses had lowered, if only for a moment. She unconsciously leaned toward him before she caught herself and slipped that precious guard of hers right back up. “Well, you shouldn’t care. You’ll only end up hurt,” she concluded with a sigh as she took a small step back to distance herself a little, “Now what was it you needed to do?”

Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
Other: Fletcher Willoughby

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 14, 2015 15:33:37 GMT -5

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Post by pierce on Aug 14, 2015 15:33:37 GMT -5

With all of those words off his chest, he focused on seeing past Wyatt's stubborn denials - his eyes trained upon hers as they fluctuated. She was trying so desperately to hold on, it almost made him feel guilty for letting this out. Almost. She claimed she wouldn't show him this other side that she didn't have but it was there. He could see it plain as day. Her humanity was showing, and it glittered in her eyes so profoundly. Her mind was turning, the words he'd let slip were sinking in. His lips parted slightly, in awe - and when she spoke again they were pulled in to an affectionate smile. It lasted only that brief moment before she drew back - away from how close she'd been to allowing what had just dazzled him up to the surface. His expression was wiped of that magnificent wonder.

It wouldn't be the first time he'd been hurt over her. Countless times he'd find himself in that self-perpetuating pain, but he always pulled himself through - through numerous boyfriends and school dances, it had all brought him to this point. He didn't know what to say, after all that, he was dealing with such an enigma of emotion that to continue would probably pull her over the edge with him. His intention wasn't to tear her to pieces. "I'll take my chances." Was all he could say, moving ahead of her, leading in to and through the mall again.

"I've got to pick up my camera, should be ready by now." Clint opened the door to The Camera Counter, holding it for her to walk in before he approached the cashier there. "Clark," said the cashier right away - handing the repaired camera over to him along with a small baggy. "good as new and clear as crystal! Your memory card's in the bag." He looked very proud of himself and despite the whole mess of feelings that had been aired, Clint let a friendly smile perk up at him. "Thanks, what do I owe you?" The clerk looked over to Wyatt, familiar with her image as it had been a prominent subject in the camera he'd just fixed. He smiled, his rosy cheeks full and merry - handing Clint the receipt with the smile veered up at him. Clint made the transaction quick and painless, know full well what he was so cheery about. "I hope I don't have to see you anytime soon," he joked to the man, escorting Wyatt out the door as the man chimed a "Hope you do, sonny! Take good care of him girly!" right back. It might of been hilarious earlier, but right now Clint was feeling the thorns of the sweetest rose in the garden - leading Wyatt back out to his car, silenced by the bittersweet aftertaste the day was beginning to produce. He still had to drive her home.

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 16, 2015 16:01:48 GMT -5

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Wyatt had not missed the look of wonderment on Clint’s face as her guard started to slip. She wondered if others would have the same reaction if she did the same around them. Probably not, the people she associated with liked her stupid act too much. They would probably find her pretty pathetic if she showed them the real her. She could not allow the boy to gain any more insight to her than he already had, it could be dangerous for her and her reputation. He assured her he would take his chances which only made her much more uneasy. It appeared shaking him off would not be as easy as she thought. If he was going to continue perusing the truth, she might as well get some use out of him.

She followed him back into the mall and glanced over her shoulder to make sure no one saw her walking into the camera store. Wyatt was vaguely aware Clint was into photography only because she enjoyed being in the front of any camera. Keeping her hands on her hips, she forced a fake smile when the made at the cash register looked her way. She had learned the art of faking a smile long ago and had practically perfected her own. Modeling called for it a lot but she found it also helped in real life circumstances as well. Wyatt refrained from rolling her eyes when the cashier told her to take care of Clint. “Oh, I will,” she forced herself to say in a cheerful tone before she followed her Clint out the door. That guy certainly was…what was the word Clint used earlier to describe her? Oh yes, presumptuous. Following him out to his less than fabulous mode of transportation she stopped at the passenger’s door and looked over at him. "You're sure this car isn't going to explode or something?" she inquired.

Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
Other: Fletcher Willoughby

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 16, 2015 21:29:13 GMT -5

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"I'm positive it won't explode." He informed her, unlocking the doors and ducking in. The interior was a little shabby, his drivers seat threadbare where the weight of his body tugged the fabric of the upholstery. The passenger's side was definitely less worn, but a few spray cans littered the floor. "Uh, hold up." He spoke up, noticing them almost immediately, he reached down to toss them in to the back seat - clinking with other cans back there. He patted the passenger seat for her, to signal a green light for Wyatt.

Clint placed the keys in to the ignition as she reluctantly got in, really admiring her in this familiar setting - almost getting lost in the moment with the frozen goofy grin not slipping from his face until he caught himself and apologized. "Sorry, we're going." he announced, feeling a nervousness rise from the pit of his stomach, turning the keys and doing a sort of ritual - placing his right hand upon the dash. "Let's go, you got this baby, c'mon." he said, hushed under his breath as the engine then kicked over to a purr - Clint pulling the clutch in to reverse, backing out then driving out of the lot. They were stopped fairly quickly by one of the many mall exit stop lights.

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 16, 2015 22:53:43 GMT -5

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“It better not! I don’t think my father would be very happy with you if you got me killed!” Wyatt stated as she rather hesitantly opened the door. The first thing to catch her eye was the rather shabby seats which seemed to be barely held at the seams, especially Clint’s. Her eyes then drifted down to the floor of the car where she saw a number of spray cans. She wrinkled her nose in disgust as he threw them into the backseat before she lowered herself into the car slowly. Immediately she felt the need to spray herself with disinfectant as she took a closer look at the inside of the vehicle. There was an old, staleness to the car. She would just die if someone caught her riding in this heap of junk! However, that was not her issue right now, her mind was still on the cans he’s tossed in the back. “Spray cans, really? You’re not one of those taggers that go around spraying their name on random things, are you? We had some people sneak into the community awhile back and people had to volunteer to help paint over it,” Wyatt stated in a tone similar to disgust.

When she turned to look over at him she saw the grin on his face and paused, tilting her head curiously. What the hell was he gawking at? She shifted in her seat awkwardly until he started muttering to his car. Was he…begging for it to start? Wyatt felt like bailing right then but something kept her sitting down. Then they were off and she was stuck in the vehicle with it whether she liked it or not. “I live in Rosewood Estates. You know, the big gated community?” she told him.

Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
Other: Fletcher Willoughby

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 16, 2015 23:28:19 GMT -5

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Post by pierce on Aug 16, 2015 23:28:19 GMT -5

"Far from it, the punks that do that stuff really give a bad name to street art. They don't even know why they do what they do and to be honest they're probably told to. A lot of those taggers are just gang initiates and what they tag could basically be seen as gang campaigning. Just so we're clear." He explained, the light turning green and the car only stalling for a fraction of a second before it progressed forward. He nodded at her question. Of course he knew she lived there, but he'd never tried getting past the gate - mainly out of an appreciation of not being arrested for something even he questioned at times. Now though? All of those questions fell to the wayside. "Oh yeah, Rosewood. I'm pretty sure I've passed it now and then." he informed, his vision veering above his hands at the steering wheel - checking his gauges and especially eyeing the temperature one. The Thunderbird had certainly seen better days, after decades of reliable service it was now verging on disrepair. The main thing was that the water would overheat so quickly that he'd really have to monitor his stalling and unnecessary usages that would bring the gauge up a notch or two. It was okay for now, but he wanted it to stay that way.

"So Wyatt, don't freak out. Please, please don't freak out. I'm gonna coast this hill. I do it all that time but I just want you to know I know what I'm doing, so don't worry." They'd gotten up the top of the incline when he shut the engine - using the breaks and his own motor skills to weave gently through the sparse amount of cars around them. To Clint this was similar to a sort of kiddie ride at the carnival, except that he had total control of his own movements. All he had to do was be wary of the other drivers. They coasted up to the next stoplight, stopped behind a couple vehicles. It was a smooth stop though, and a second before the traffic moved forward Clint started the car up again and followed them without delay. "It's all about timing and precision."

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 16, 2015 23:51:35 GMT -5

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Wyatt listened as he explained to her there apparently was difference in graffiti…or street art as he called it. Honestly it just sounded like an excuse to vandalize to her but then again she never encountered anything other than the big bubble names of people and gangs that were sprayed on buildings and trains. She wondered what kind of stuff he created with spray paint but did not bother to ask. Wyatt did not want to seem too interested in him, not after their bickering earlier. “So basically you’re saying your better than the stuff I’ve seen?” she inquired with an added sassy tone for effect. She needed to keep a good amount of distance between them in case he really was serious about not giving up on her. Wyatt looked out the window and lowered herself in her seat a little bit just in case they happened to pass someone she knew. Turning to face him, she smiled slightly when he mentioned he had passed Rosewood a couple times before. It was a nice little gated community, much too nice to leave and instead stay in one of the public suites. Sharing a place with a bunch of strangers? No thanks!

She noticed how his eyes seemed to be keeping a watch on the dashboard of his vehicle which made her feel slightly nervous. The unease she felt quickly gave rise to panic when he told her not to freak out. Of course she immediately began to think the worst. Obviously the car was actually going to explode! Wyatt looked over at him with wide eyes. “What?! Why are you doing that?” she stated though it was too late to ask questions because he then turned off the engine. One of her hands immediately clutched Clint’s bicep as she held on, staring at the cars in front of them. This was dangerous, this was so dangerous! When they finally came to a stop, she glared over at him. “I thought you said this care was safe! What the hell was that?!” she demanded.

Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
Other: Fletcher Willoughby

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 17, 2015 1:20:04 GMT -5

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Wyatt's reaction was well, expected. It might've been much worse if he hadn't given her the brief warning - she might've started hitting his arm instead of holding on to it for dear life. "It is, when I'm at the wheel." Clint smiled calm over her clearly nervous and angry expression. "Believe me. I wouldn't have had you get in if I wasn't sure of your safety." He drove onward, he didn't want to push it and make it something entertaining out of it because he had a feeling she wouldn't see it as some kiddie ride. The look in her eyes made it pretty obvious she saw it as life or death. "Not only would I die five times over if I caused you any injury, but I know I'd never have a penny to my name after the lawsuit that would follow." he joked without a smile, looking over in hopes that he at least cooled her anger down a little. "I'd never get to speak to you again after the restraining order and you don't know how hard that would be for me now." He attempted a little cheer-up nudge, navigating up another incline, this one much less steep than the one prior.

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 17, 2015 14:00:16 GMT -5

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Even though Clint appeared to be fully confident behind the wheel of this rolling death machine it did not help Wyatt’s unease. She very slowly released her grip on his arm before folding her arms tightly across her chest. His words were somewhat reassuring but she still could not believe he did not tell her about this before she agreed to get into the vehicle. “Well you could have at least warned me first! You know, something like ‘Hey Wyatt not to mention but I have to randomly shut my car off while going down hills!’ Because that’s really safe!” she argued as she turned her body to face him. Her eyes glanced frantically out the windshield from time to time to make sure they were not in any other danger. She narrowed her eyes as she studied his face. Damn right he could be broker than he probably already was if anything happened to her! Wyatt huffed and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, turning her head to hide her slight smile when he pretty much admitted he would be devastated if she got a restraining order. “Well then, no more surprises! Okay? Stress makes me break out,” She stated, leaning over to check her reflection in the rearview mirror, turning her head this way and that just to make sure her face was still pimple-free.

Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 17, 2015 16:02:08 GMT -5

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"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but honestly Wyatt, I don't think you would've let me do this for you if I had." Clint shrugged, shutting the engine and coasting slow along the slope. Though the status of her complexion was not a concern for him, he still sympathized. For what it was worth she did look a great deal calmer than before. As long as she worried over soiling her beauty with one blemish there was hope that they could get through this and to her place without much more fuss. Though, they still had some ways to go yet. "Uh, if it helps at all you could put on some music? I don't mind and rest assured - the radio does work...after this, I mean." he poked a little fun, really determined to lighten the mood after what he'd pulled out of thin air earlier, and in consolation on this semi-operable transport. They passed through a couple streetlights at the momentum they'd gained, Clint finally starting it back up and motioning for Wyatt to have at the dials.

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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“You’re damn right I wouldn’t have! I mean, it’s bad enough I could be spotted in this…tasteless vehicle,” Wyatt replied with a huff. She was going to say pile of junk but figured she would hold off on insulting his car any further. Besides, she did not want him to get as worked up as he had been before to the point where he started poking at her façade again. Once she was content with the fact that there were no blemishes on her face she checked her makeup before leaning back in her seat. She rose a brow skeptically when he said she could turn on the radio before smiling to herself. It didn’t take a genius to deduce Clint would not appreciated the kind of music she enjoyed. Once he had the car started back up Wyatt leaned in and started to fiddle with the dials on the radio. There were a few catchy pop songs she typically would have stopped at but she hoped for something to really get under his skin. After all, the way she saw it Clint needed to be punished for withholding information from her!

A smile brightened her face when a familiar song came on the radio. With Aqua’s Barbie Girl blasting through the speakers of his car, Wyatt glanced over at Clint with a triumphant expression on her face. “I’m a Barbie girl, in the Barbie wooooorld. Life in plastic, it’s fantastic!” Wyatt sang along in a rather off-key. She was definitely a model and not a singer.

Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 17, 2015 21:38:02 GMT -5

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Clint just focused on driving as she found something. He'd have to keep the car from getting too hot to keep the radio going for her, after all. They advanced from a traffic light when he heard the shrill voice sear through his ears. An automatic and absolutely uncontrollable wince froze upon his face as the dreaded song began. It just had to be this one...didn't it?

He looked over to Wyatt, his brows mixed in both pained and perplexed amusement. Well. She was definitely beyond fearing for her life and beyond even being mad at him, there was that. Also though. She looked almost free, her expression was...different too. It was full of joy and empty of anything else. Despite the fact that her singing was horrendous - despite the song playing that he happened to really hate - Clint couldn't help but enjoy this. To the extent that he even got the urge to play along, mouthing 'come on Barbie let's go party' once over to her - just shaking his head, immediately laughing and continuing to drive. It was embarrassing, sure, but it was just as embarrassing as Wyatt being seen in his car going all out and singing as she was. He took this in to consideration, looking over to her with a profound warmth to his smile as the song concluded, "You feeling better?"

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 17, 2015 23:37:46 GMT -5

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The look on Clint’s face was just what she hoped to see. For some reason this song always caused guys to react the same way, well, maybe not gay guys. She enjoyed seeing his look of pain before she tossed her hair over her shoulder and continued to sing the song. Pretending he was not even in the vehicle, Wyatt pictured herself in her own room instead and shook her shoulders to the beat of the song, making dramatic motions with her hands as she sang. Her performance was interrupted when she looked over at Clint to see him mouthing the guy part of the song. She stared at him in disbelief for a moment before a smile broke out on her face that she did not have time to hold back. Wyatt rolled her eyes, though this time it was more playful than an act of irritation. When the song drew to a conclusion she fluffed out her hair to make sure it was not out of place before raising a brow at Clint. His genuine smile a bit jarring but finally she managed to find her words. “A little, just focus on not killing us, okay?" She replied, leaning back in her chair before she murmured, “I saw you mouthing along to the words, by the way.”

Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
Other: Fletcher Willoughby

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 18, 2015 0:03:46 GMT -5

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"Right, okay." Clint responded, turning his full attention back to the road though it was much easier when he wasn't calculating when to cut the engine and cruise - so it wasn't uncaught when she spoke again, this time softer. He lifted his shoulders in to a shrug. "I didn't do it for my own amusement." he defended with a smile, which was true. Mouthing the words of a song you loathe just doesn't happen unless this kind of rare sort of circumstance. "Besides, I saw that smile." Which only meant the lapse had worked like a charm. He grinned forward and just kept his attention on the chaufferring, they were nearing the community by now and Clint felt his nerves electrify once he turned up to the driveway, up to the gate. He halted, looking over to Wyatt for further instruction.

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Wyatt rose a brow at his comment wondering he was trying to hint the mouthing along to the song had been for her amusement. Well, she could not really argue with that because it did entertain her to say the least. When he made a comment about seeing her smile she rolled her eyes. “You saw nothing,” she replied, giving him a slightly nudge. She looked out the window, the scenery becoming ever more familiar as they neared the gated community she called home. A lump started to form in her throat. Wyatt really had not thought ahead this far and there was a huge possibility her neighbors would see her driving around in this heap. This car would stick out like a sore thumb in there! At Clint’s inquiring look, she pursed her lips before gesturing to the guard station just outside the gates. “Pull up to the window there,” Wyatt instructed.

Once he pulled up to the window the security guard in the little booth leaded forward. The man gave Clint a very skeptical look, clearly not accustomed to such vehicles approaching the community. He looked about to tell him to turn around and get lost before he caught sight of Wyatt in the passenger seat.

“Oh, Miss Prescott! I almost didn’t see you there, good evening,” the man greeted her, his solemn expression giving way to a friendly smile. He seemed to make a conscious effort to ignore Clint and looked right past him to the redhead.

Wyatt smiled politely and fluffed back her hair, leaning forward over Clint so she could speak to the security guard. “Hey Sal! My car refused to start at the mall, so I had to get a ride home,” she explained, almost immediately feeling the need to cover up why she had arrived in such an ill-suited vehicle. She pouted for effect before batting her eyelashes over at the middle-aged man. “Could you let us in, please?” she inquired.

“I’m sure your father will take care of that for you,” Sal commented in response to her car troubles. He smiled before hitting the button to open up the gate. “Of course, you have a good day now, Miss Prescott!”

Smiling, she leaned back in her seat before looked at Clint, gesturing for him to head in.

Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 19, 2015 2:24:57 GMT -5

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Following her instruction, he pulled up to the little station. By the look on the guard's face he was about to sound the alarm or sick the dogs on him or something. He tried to give the guy a feeble smile but he was clearly looking through him as he'd spotted Wyatt and began his pleasantries. He tried not to take offense, he was doing his job after all. Clint sunk in to his seat as much as he could as they talked, swallowing hard as Wyatt leaned over him. As much as he wanted this to continue - he wanted it to end as fast as possible, grateful that no one asked how anyone's wives or beloved pets were doing while they were at it. Clint gave the guy a little salute as he ventured forward and in to the neighborhood. He didn't want to speak of how that little scene had made him. "Uh okay, just direct me from here alright. This is some seriously uncharted territory for me, as you probably presumed. Correctly this time." he added, not wanting to encourage her presumptions any more than he already had.

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the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Wyatt glanced over at Clint, raising a brow as he saluted the guard. God, he sure was weird! Once they entered the community she found herself slowly sinking down in her seat. She did not want any of her neighbors to catch her arriving in such an unappealing vehicle. Word around here spread fast and there was not a doubt in her mind she would be the laughing stock of the next community picnic if anyone saw her. “Just keep on this road and turn right on Briar road,” she instructed him with a wave of her hand, shielding the side of her face angled toward the window with her other hand. Once he made the turn she directed him further down the road until they came up to a large blue and white Victorian style home. “This one, right here,” Wyatt informed him, “Just pull up into the driveway." Her house was so familiar to her she did not stop for a moment to realize it might be a bit overwhelming to Clint.

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Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
Other: Fletcher Willoughby

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 19, 2015 20:10:14 GMT -5

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As they traveled down the winding road, Clint couldn't help but get an eyeful of the homes. One after another, each one different and elaborate in various ways. Most were built like fortresses, with rock and mortar. But others had their own charm and appeal, somehow seeming to get larger as they moved along. He noticed Wyatt in her shame, doing his best to disregard it as he took the right on Briar. He looked over his hands and to the gauge. It was so close to the top now, verging on overheating since he had to stall at the gate. So it was certainly a relief when she told him to pull in to the next driveway, doing so right away - stopping at the top and taking the keys out of the ignition. The gauge stayed put. He'd definitely have to wait it out for it to cool. He pulled his attention from the issue and looked towards the house. It was so large, it was practically a hotel. Well, a large rooming house or bed and breakfast. "How many people...live here?" Clint found himself asking. It was probably a dumb question. He unbuckled and stepped out of the car, walking around it to really get a look at the place. It really was huge, but not ostentatious. "You grew up here?" he asked, withholding handfuls of other questions out of astonished courtesy. He expected her to live somewhere nice, but he couldn't have imagined exactly how nice.

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 20, 2015 0:54:25 GMT -5

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Wyatt drummed her fingers impatiently on her thigh as she stared out the window. It looked like her neighbors on either side were still out for the day which worked in her favor. Unfortunately it appeared her mother was home because her pretty little sports car could be seen in its spot in the garage but thankfully her father’s BMW was nowhere to be seen. She hoped her mother was busy with one of her soap operas and would not bother poking her nose around. Turning her head toward Clint she laughed at the rather incredulous look on his face. It was like he’d never seen a house before in his life! “Four of us: Mom, dad, my brother Luis, and me. Sometimes my grandparents come around to spend a week or two but not often,” she explained. The house was certainly far too big for just four people but her mother lived for the dramatics and insisted they had the best house in the community.

She unbuckled her seatbelt and breathed a sigh of relief when she finally exited his car. Somehow they managed to survive the drive there, just as Clint promised. “Yeah, ever since my parents took me home,” Wyatt replied with a shrug of her shoulders as she looked up at her own house. The little towers at either end always reminded her of a castle when she was younger which could have contributed to why she saw herself as a princess. She began the walk up to the front door before looking back at Clint. “Well, aren’t you coming? And don’t forget to grab my bags!” she reminded him.

Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
Other: Fletcher Willoughby

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 20, 2015 13:14:54 GMT -5

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For a moment there, Clint had been caught in a daydream. The house seemed to be floating on clouds and he could've sworn he'd died and been taken here. He couldn't have ever pictured this being where Wyatt lived and grew up but it fit perfectly. The modest brownstone where his aunt and uncle kept their home was an outhouse in comparison. Wyatt snapped him out of it quick. "Oh yeah, just a second, sorry!" he pulled out her bags and followed her up the steps grinning. Just being on the porch was something else. He found himself wondering about the history of the place. The vibes were just...almost pristine. "Some place you got here." he commented with a nod, as if his approval meant anything. Considering asking her if she knew when it was built and by who, he was silenced as she opened the door and led him in.

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 20, 2015 14:46:36 GMT -5

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Wyatt stood on the porch and stared at Clint as she waited for him to follow. She shook her head silently as he snapped himself out of whatever he thought about. “My parents had it built when they moved to Salem. My mom was behind a lot of the designs,” she explained before opening the door which revealed the foyer. The floors consisted of dark, rich hardwood and the walls were an inviting cream color with white paneling. Upon entering the first place the eyes were directed was the beautiful double staircase leading to the second floor with an intricate iron handrail. Her mother always did have a flair for dramatics. There was many an occasion where the woman would wait at the top of the staircase for guests to arrive just so she could make an entrance. She glanced over her shoulder to make sure Clint followed her before heading to the staircase. Without even one foot on the first step Wyatt heard her mother’s voice and groaned, closing her eyes and praying she wouldn’t walk over.

“Wyatt, dear, is that you?” her mother’s all-too-familiar sweeter than sugar voice called from somewhere on the first floor.

Taking a deep breath, Wyatt opened her eyes and turned her body away from the staircase. “Yes, mom, I’m just…taking my shopping bags to my room is all,” she replied, pressing her finger to her lips so Clint would keep quiet.

Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 20, 2015 15:16:17 GMT -5

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Clint gave an understanding nod, looking at the foyer as he closed the door behind him - following Wyatt and about to comment before a voice spoke out from further inside. It sounded like a friendly voice, regardless of how apprehensively it seemed to be acknowledged. Why was she sneaking him in now, if his existence as someone way out of her league was such a burden? It was puzzling, but it was either this or sit out in the car and wait for it to cool - and he really wanted to see more, to get a look behind the scenes - maybe it would reveal what she'd been pushing down from the surface all day. He mouthed 'okay..' to her silencing finger. No other choice but to play along, and as it was, the stealth that he'd been forced undertake was exciting. The same excitement that came with the mad dash street art with his friends, needing to not be seen nor heard. It was not anything different...aside from everything else about this. It was an entirely new setting to sneak through, one that he wished he could just take the time to examine instead of blend in to.

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Mallicious Endeavors Aug 20, 2015 16:06:50 GMT -5

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Wyatt took a deep breath and paused for a minute to make sure her mother was satisfied with her answer. She looked at Clint and gave him a small nod of thanks when he agreed to stay quiet. It was not so much she was embarrassed by his presence but she knew he mother would make a huge deal about it if she saw her bringing someone into the house. Since his hands were occupied with her bags, she grabbed his wrist and started to lead him upstairs. They barely made it to the halfway point before she could hear the clacking of high heels on the hard wood floor. Wyatt immediately froze and closed her eyes, about to gesture for Clint to run the rest of the way upstairs but it was far too late. She caught sight of her mother turning the corner into the foyer before quickly forcing a smile.

Helena Prescott pretty much embodied the trophy wife persona. She was tall, lean and even though she was in her late forties she kept up with herself enough to age gracefully (with the help a few minor surgeries as well). Her long blonde curls were pushed off to one shoulder to showcase the pearls around her neck. Since Wyatt was adopted she looked nothing like her mother; however, the mannerisms and dramatics were clearly inherited from Helena. The blonde stopped the moment she caught sight of her daughter slipping up the staircase with some strange boy. Blue eyes lightened up with joy, a pearly white smile soon spread across her face.

“Wyatt, you didn’t tell me you had company!” Helena gushed as she looked from her daughter to Clint. She could not remember the last time Wyatt invited a boy over to the house, especially not one with the appearance of this one in particular. Placing her hands on her hips in a way which almost exactly mirrored the way Wyatt always did, she tilted her head. “Well, aren’t you going to introduce me to your friend?”

Wyatt took a deep breath and resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Her mother always had a problem with that, claiming it was ‘unladylike’. “Mom, this is Clint. Clint, this is my mom,” she replied, talking as quickly as possible in attempt to move this conversation along, “My car broke down at the mall, and he offered me a ride home and we were just going to go put my bags in my room.”

Helena’s smile widened as she walked up the staircase to where the two were. She held her hand out to Clint, ignoring the rest of what her daughter said. It was probably just some excuse anyway in order to sneak a boy into her room. She really should not be embarrassed about that now! After all, she was a grown up. It was none of Helena’s business what she did in there with boys. “Please, call me Helena,” Wyatt’s mother corrected with a smile, “How kind of you to drive my daughter home. I hope she did not give you a hard time.” Even though she sounded genuine there was always an air of falseness to the woman.

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Teachers: Dr. Westley Coxx, Mrs. Natalie Hall
High school: Pippa Scott, Noah Wilson, Issy Romero, Lucian Livingston
College: Gracie Fischer, Wyatt Prescott, Oliver Fischer, Mallory Abbott, Maxine Rossi
Other: Fletcher Willoughby

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