Who Has More Money? (Adrian)

[Kate]

Beach party? As in Kate could wear a swim suit? But which one? Her mind was already flickering through her dozens of suits, not sure which one she wanted to wear. But she smiled, apparently pleased with the idea of the beach party. And she had so many suits to choose from.

"Sure, you can show up and help me pick out a bathing suit to wear. I have too many of those damned things."

Wait what? Was she telling him to show up early so she could put on a show and tease him with a thousand different things called swimsuits? Pretty much. And what guy would turn that down? Really if you think about it.

Her hand squeezed his for a second before dropping. There were a few questions that Kate needed answered about him though. Just a few tid bits that were very... well she was a curious bitch, what else is there to say?

"I'm guessing that Moral Crest wasn't your first high school. From the looks around school at least. Where did you come from before this?"

[Adrian]

Help her pick out a swimsuit? Adrian's eyes flashed with unbridled glee at the thought.

Oh yes, that would be wonderful.

"Sweetheart, you can never have too many swimsuits. Especially with a figure like yours."

Adrian's compliment came out as more of a simple pointing out of fact than a come-on line. The girl had a rockin' body, and Adrian was sure she knew it. Thus, he didn't feel the need to flatter her with the words, just to affirm a fact they both knew all too well.

Her next question came, and it seemed innocent enough. Adrian could never be too sure, though.

"Well, no, this definitely isn't the only school I've been to. I was bounced around a few private schools, mostly because I, oh, what was it they said? 'Didn't play well with others,"

Adrian reminisced with an almost dark grin. Back in all the private schools, Adrian was constantly faced with kids who were just as snobby and filled with inflated senses of self-worth as he was. The only difference was that he knew how to punch people. Most other kids' parents didn't like that, and thus, he ended up blacklisted from most every prestigious Private School in the area, if not the nation.

"So, after most of them decided they didn't want me, my folks thought they'd instill some personal discipline in me by sending me to a Public School. The only one nearby that really didn't mind having me was, oh, some shithole, full of poor people. I think it was number... 259."

Adrian wasn't playing around when he had trouble recalling the name. He hadn't spent too much time at the school, and the vast majority of the people there had treated him with nothing but disrespect when they saw him reveling in all his wealth. He shrugged, his time at the school was inconsequential, other than the bet he had lost to Mathew.

"Are you from here? You must be, you're a class and a half, if not more, above any of the girls I met from that wreck," Adrian questioned, again referring to 259.

[Kate]

Oh this was going to be interesting. She laughed. He had been at 259 too... and they had never met there. Kate grinned, and it was full of humor. Those emerald eyes sparkling.

"Darling, I was forced into a school like this back in New York. Not because I was a trouble child, but because I was in hiding from the mafia. When I was there... I turned into a different sort of person. After a few years I transferred to 259... and only recently moved here."

She found it interesting that they had gone to the same school and never even seen each other. After all, they were people you'd see in a crowd from just attitude alone. She walked back to the desk, and hopped back on it, sitting on the edge.

"I'm not so much play nice with others, as I like to beat the shit out of someone who...rubs me the wrong way. Or people pick fights with me for fun..."

She lifted her hand and touched the bracelet softly. The last time it had been because some girl had knocked the bracelet into a locker. Which wasn't cool to Kate in the least bit.

[Adrian]

This time, instead of keeping a distance, Adrian followed her to the teacher's desk, sitting on the adjacent edge as she explained her tale. His eyebrows raised at the mention of the mafia. For something potentially so serious, she certainly spoke of it quite casually. The way she spoke after that, once again Adrian couldn't help but shoot another clever quip her way.

"Oh, so the girl has a bite as well as a bark, does she?"

Adrian chuckeld softly, and ran a finger down her arm, attempting to gauge musculature and physical ability through a small touch. There was definitely something strong in this woman, whether it was physical or mental strength, he didn't know for certain.

"You just get more and more interesting by the second, Kate my dear. Do people... pick fights with you for fun... often?"

[Kate]

Did people pick fights with her often? As if to answer, she lifted the bottom of her shirt, to the side was a huge bruise. Dark and very vivid. There was a sort of grin on her face.

"Well, I picked this fight, for fun. Even though I knew he was stronger than me because we've fought before. And a friend of mine threw a book at my head the other day... just to start a match. Because every time I've run into him, it's been a scuffle. He's a good kid though..."

There were a ton of people running around that were stronger, faster, better, tougher than herself. Kate wanted to better herself. And as to his first bit? About having some bite with the bark?

She moved slightly, leaning back. Balled her hand into a fist, knuckles cracking suddenly. Sweet as sugar smile on those full lips of hers, and she brought it down on the desk hard. Cracking the thick wood, and almost leaving an imprint. She wasn't as tough to break it in one go, but it was pretty easy to tell the girl was pretty damned strong. She chuckled, and touched the side of his face with gentle fingers using the same hand.

"I think I'd like to bet I'm tougher than you Adrian."

[Adrian]

Adrian watched in amusement, and no small amount of surprise, when she put a crack in the desk they were sitting on with a single hard punch. And bare-knuckled, too. He chuckled at the sight, but laughed even more at what sounded very much like a challenge that followed.

"Oh ho hooo," Adrian laughed, drawing out the last syllable as he thought about what she just said. Was it true? Well, as far as Adrian knew, he couldn't crack desks in one punch. Would he admit it? Oh hell no.

"You want to bet that? Maybe I'll take that bet, Kate." Adrian stood up and moved over in front of her, sliding his leather glove back onto his hand. His eyes shone as a grin crossed his face. Was he going to fight her?! He didn't know. Maybe, maybe not. It seemed like she got in fights much more than he had figured she would, if casually showing a massive bruise on her stomach was any indication. Adrian's personal insistence on being a gentleman initially brought a wave of anger upon seeing the bruise, swearing immediately to put whoever did it in the hospital, but as Kate explained that she started the fight, and just for fun, he did his best to restrain himself. She clearly was capable of taking care of herself, and was, more than likely, the type that didn't want or need someone who was looking after her in that fashion.

It didn't sit well with him, but he bit the bullet and took it like a man. Either way, back to the betting!

He crossed his arms over his chest as he stood in front of her, head cocked slightly to the side. "No, seriously. What, exactly, would you like to bet on that?"

[Kate]

Oh! They were going to fight then? That got Kate's blood pumping in her ears, and her grin took on a look that could only be called primal. She jumped off the desk again and stood right in front of him, hands on her hips. Those emerald eyes twinkling in a different, slow sort of simmering way. She licked her lips slowly, and grinned. Last time she had bet, she had lost to Damien. 24 hours as his slave had been rather interesting.

"I'll take whatever bet you make. If I loose, you can damn well pick out the swimsuit you want me to wear. If I win, what do I get?"

Her blood was pumping, and she didn't give him much time to answer. Kate surged forward, and of all things, kissed him again. Just like the first time. Passionate and fiery. The blonde was loving this, and was highly impressed with the male before her. Not that she'd ever tell him that. Not in his life time at least. She pulled back, emerald eyes still twinkling.

"So? What do I get Adrian?"

[Adrian]

Adrian's eyes matched the wild look in Kate's own, if not in intensity, then definitely in intent. Adrian would definitely get a kick out of rough-housing with this girl. Gentleman or not, if the girl wanted to fight, he would give her a fight. He wasn't a misogynist, after all, and was quite sure the girl could handle herself.

She named her terms for the battle, and left Adrian to name his. He opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by yet another of Kate's signature kisses. His eyes shut and his hand came around to the back of her head, holding her in place as he savored and returned the kiss. When she pulled back, Adrian, hand still held around the back of her head, grinned, and considered her question.

What would she get? Hmm...

"If you win... let me see... alright." Adrian's eyebrows shot up seductively before returning to their normal height. "If you win, Kate, then you can pick my bathing suit for the party, and furthermore... after the party's over... I'm yours. All night, sundown to sunup. Whatever you want of me."

A feral, toothy grin crossed his face. "Not that you'll win, of course." Adrian shrugged and laughed. Now that the terms were out, what would she think?

[Kate]

She laughed, out loud. Hers from sunup to sundown? Kate was almost sure that she would have had that anyway. But that was good enough terms for her. She pressed a kiss to his cheek, in a soft sort of manner. Almost like "I'm sorry for the pain you're about to feel".

And then she took several steps back, still smiling sweetly. The looks of an angel, about to turn into a devil. The blonde looked up at him simply, and her hands came up in a defensive position known to boxers.

"Deal. I win you're mine all night long, and wear what I tell you. You win, and well... you'll get the same to make it even."

But Kate wasn't going to loose this time. Not this time around, not being someone's slave all over again. Her knuckles cracked and those emerald eyes locked onto him. She nodded, telling him to start the party. Because she wanted to see what he had.

[Adrian]

Adrian grinned, and nodded his acceptance to the terms. The girl backed up, and straightened up, her features taking on that same sweet look, but something behind it felt twisted, dark. Adrian's eyebrows rose again, this time out of surprise. He couldn't in all honesty say he didn't expect it from her, but he certainly didn't expect the presence he felt at this point.

"Y'know what... one second." Adrian backed up, never taking his eyes off the girl, and moved towards the door. He lowered the blinds on the window and locked both locks on the door. "Those Pillars can be everywhere sometimes."

Content that it would be difficult for anyone to intrude, Adrian put up a mirror-image of her stance, leading with his right, instead of left as many boxers do. As he did, he cocked his head, grinning.

"Hey, that looks kinda familiar."

If Kate would reply, Adrian would take that time to attempt a sucker-punch, taking a quick shuffle-step in and throwing a quick right jab towards the girl's midsection. If she didn't, well, he'd proceed with the attack anyway.

[Kate]

The pillars? You mean her friends? Mathew, Linda, Damien, and Matrim? Kate knew them all, and was decently friendly with all of them. Matrim was an odd friend relationship, Damien was a hate/love thing, Linda was her best friend, and Mathew? Well... yeah that was Mathew.

"I'd say s--"

He tried to sucker punch her! Too bad he was way too damned slow. And the boxing stance? All for show. His fist came flying toward her, well sort of. Kate found it to be really slow. She dodged, and grabbed onto his wrist. The blonde preferred to grapple anyways. She pulled him toward her, using her strength she had.

Her other fist? It wasn't flying to his face, which was new. Because Kate almost ALWAYS went for the face/head area. But she didn't want to hurt his face... it was too handsome to damage! Instead, her right hand/fist was coming up, trying to slam into his ribcage. Trying to do some damage there, where it would hurt like a bitch.

[Adrian]

Too fast for me!

Kate dodged the attack, a pretty impressive move considering the usual speed of a jab. Her hand took hold of his and pulled him forward, causing him to stumble, while her right hand came in with a fist to his ribs. Adrian's left hand moved down slightly, not needing to be fast to move his arm a short amount to catch the fist in the arm instead of the chest. Kate's punch would have driven Adrian's arm into his own ribs, however, had he not pressed it tight against his chest to defend that very thing.

Too strong, too. Maybe she was right after all.

Adrian began to start planning for a night as Kate's slave, noting subconsciously that he's been doing way too much of that lately, as he attempted another move. Using his off-balanced state to his advantage, Adrian would simply continue forward, throwing himself into his fall, throwing himself bodily up against the girl. Unless she was expecting this very attack, or was incredibly good at catching herself and a 200-some odd pound guy, Kate would likely be caught off balance as they would fall together in a mess of limbs.

Unfortunately for Kate, on this route, she would end up ramming the small of her back into the edge of the teacher's desk. Adrian didn't need too much personal strength to make that sting a bit.

[Kate]

Her fist met his arm, and kept on driving. Then with him off balance, and all that jazz, he suddenly lurched causing them to fall... on the teacher's desk. There was a sharp intake of breath through her full lips as the small of her back hit the sharp edge of the teacher's desk. THAT was going to smart. Oh well, he could kiss it better when he was her slave.

However, he wasn't the only one who could use his weight to their advantage. She planted her feet quickly on the ground, and pushed. Flexible Kate is... flexible? Her right hand was on his shirt, and she heaved. Chucking him backward, toward the desk head first. She was strong, she was flexible, and if correctly done, he'd smack his noggin on the hard wood of the desk. The top of it, not the pretty part. The moment that happened, she'd let go. If he somehow got out of it, well she'd go from there. This would be so fun.

[Adrian]

Adrian grinned in satisfaction when he heard the *smack* of her back hitting the desk. She was better than him, he could already tell. But that didn't mean he was going to lose.

Holyfuckingshitdidshe?!

As such, Adrian was incredibly confused, scared, and more than a little hurt in the ego when this girl, with seeming ease, picked him up and flipped him over her, attempting to slam him head-first into the desk.

His arms flung out in front of him and he shifted his weight to turn to throw into a roll. Tucking in his head, Adrian's back hit the desk first. It hurt, no doubt about it, but there was enough momentum to have him roll completely over the desk, coming to a landing in a crouch on the other side of the desk.

Adrian would waste no time, however, thrusting his back into the side of the desk and pushing as hard and fast as he could with his legs into the ground, and with his arms into the desk. On the surface, it would seem Adrian was trying to sandwich the girl between the teacher's desk and the wall. IN reality, he was simply stalling for time with something he knew would cause her to react.

[Kate]

Tricky boy is tricky? Kate grinned as he started sliding the desk toward her. Did he really want to play that game with her? Kate had already proved that she was stronger. Time to prove she was smarter too? Kate didn't let the desk get very far, before she jumped up on the wooden desk and ran across the small distance in a few strides.

This wasn't going to be nice in the least bit. Kate never played nice. Her left foot kicked, aiming to take him in the neck, on the side. She crouched low for it, and hopefully smacked straight into him. Her hands braced her on the desk for balance. It would hurt like a bitch to be kicked in the neck, and in fact would probably be enough to bring down most people. Would Adrian be able to stand it? Or would he go down like the rest. Kate was really looking forward to bossing him around for a full night. No sleep for them!