"Friends," She scoffed, letting the serious expression drop. A laugh left her as she settled back in her seat. "Yeah, sure thing. I've got tons of friends. If you consider people who don't actually talk to me unless they want something. But honestly, that's how the world is, so why bother trying to make 'true' friends."
The bitterness in her tone was masked by the smile she kept up, trying to make her words sound far less depressing than they were. Attempting to deter him from her personal life, she locked her gaze with his for a mere moment.
"What about you, Mr. I'm dark and brooding and want nothing to do with you? Where's your family, or friends?" She retorted, voice still sour as she fidgeted with her hands. "And who on earth do you know that would remotely care about me? The devil himself?"
Okay okay why was he getting generally concerned about her? Since when did he care about anyone other then himself?
What the heck was she doing to him??
"me? i don't care about my family and my family doesn't care about Me, and i don't do friends, as i have been trying to tell you I don't do people." He scoffed slightly, "Sweetheart the devil would take one look at you and say no thanks. My cat semes to have taken a liking to you, that's why I said someone cares about you. And i care about my cat."
He crossed his arms and looks away.
"you don't exactly seem keen on having friends yourself, which makes me wonder what happened to your family since you haven't mentioned them once."
(Hey, I just wanted to apologize one last time for the spacey responses. But, school ends really soon, and I actually have some more free time now! So I should actually be able to respond more frequently. Thank you so much for being patient with me.)
"Was worth a shot, at least." Savanna shrugged, resting her chin on the palm of her hand. She drummed her fingers lightly against her cheek as she stared at him, her greener eyes shining a little brighter today than usual.
"Guess my point was proven then, isn't it? Not even the devil would care," She gave a dry laugh, the sarcasm dripping from her tone as she tore her gaze off of him, up towards the ceiling. "And is that so? Your cat likes me… ironic isn't it? You want nothing to do with me, but the thing you actually cares about took a liking to me." She repeated, running a hand through her long hair.
A light chuckle left her as she twisted her hair up into a bun glancing back over to him at the final statement. "Why so nosey, huh? You actually seem like you're not as tough as you want to be, with all these questions."
(It's okay! I'm glad that we can roleplay even if it is spacey! My phone died incase ur wondering why my response is a bit late!)
"the reason why I mentioned the devil is because he would take a look at you, decide your way too good for him and leave. Not because he thinks your nothing."
He sighed, crossing his arms if he hadn't already.
"I'm just trying to make conversation, if you want i can leave, or you can answer the question."
(It's all good! Dw about it aha)
"Mhmm, sure," Savanna snorted, rolling her eyes a bit. "Like I believe that."
The look on her face showed her doubt, as she twisted a long strand of hair around her finger. She debated the question before letting out a soft sigh, resting an arm on the table. "We don't talk much. Phe and I are pretty distant, but when we do talk, we talk to each other when we bump into each other, or need something from the other. It's a very loose relationship. He doesn't bother me, I don't bother him." She shrugged, breaking eye contact with him.
"Mom's always busy, and when mom's not around, dad takes a point to vanishing as well. So I basically live by myself, in a big and lonely house. But you know how it is. You grow up and what else would you expect?" She shrugged, a fake smile playing at her lips as she did. Starting to stand, she gave him one last look. "Now, I should leave you be. I talked to you about what I wanted to talk to you about. I'll leave you be." With that, she began to walk away without much else to say. She assumed he was done with her, and she didn't want to bother him anymore.
(Nothinh just i know what akirss thinking right now and it's funny)
"What I want, is for you to want me. But you don't."
She had said that once in there past encounters before he attempted to shut her down, to which she hadn't really done anything about and continued persisting. That…was annoying, very insincere and he hated every moment.
So why now did this feel like he was seeing the true her for the first time?
Why was he being so concerned? Feeling so concerned?
He listened to her footsteps walking away, he wanted to say something to stop her, to talk to her for longer.
For her not to leave.
Gosh Fricking darn it.
She somehow managed to rope him into to actually feeling something for someone.
He thought he had his feelings under wraps and he could finally be alone in peace but then she came along and was genuine to him making him concerned for her in the process.
He ran a hand through his hair. What did she do to him? Why didn't he want her to leave? To call after her and have her stay and talk, to see her genuinely smile and laugh?
Aaagh stupid girl making him feel something for once.
He had felt something before and he didn't want it back he didn't want to feel things again.
He got up and threw away his trash and left to the library until next hour.
Of course, with her luck, Savanna had disappeared to the library only minutes before being unintentionally followed by the boy she just tried to walk away from. Browsing the shelves, she noticed he walked in and found herself trying not to laugh.
Either he was following her, or the universe had a sick sense of humor. When she tried to get to him, he was nowhere to be found, but of course, he showed up in the most obvious places when she was giving up on trying to find him or figure him out.
And despite her best efforts of trying not to laugh, a short, dry, and sarcastic laugh left her lips. The few students there gave her glares before returning to their work, leaving her to try and vanish from sight. She didn't want to be with him.
Or at least that's what she told herself.
Hoping she disappeared before he caught sight of her, she headed further into the library, using the shelves to try and hide. Though it was not going very well, in the well-lit, and open room.
But why would anything be easy when she wanted it to be? That was just stupid
(pleeewaaaaassseee now that he wants her she doesn't want him AIRJWKRKKEKR)
He grumbled, rubbing his face as he walked into the library, he didn't follow her, or at least he was telling himself that he wasn't, he was just going to the library to calm down and get his mind off that stupid stubborn girl.
He moved to grab a book from the shelf, before putting it back, he needed something to challenge his brain and distract his thoughts. He moved to grab a book from a shelf that was to the side of savannah, he didn't notice her bit if she looked up she would notice him grumbling as he looked for a book as his thoughts were still on her, and how sad and upset she had looked, and how genuine it looked.
He shook his head, he needed to stop thinking about her.
He didn't want her butting her way into his life earlier, nothing had changed.
Well, that remained to be seen.
(Lolll)
Savanna had her nose practically shoved in a book, cringing a bit as he seemingly didn't even notice her. She didn't want to say it hurt, but it kinda did. Even though she didn't know it, it was ironic she was hurt for not being noticed. Considering he was stuck thinking about her. She peered over the edge of her book, taking half a step back so she was out of his way if he tried to look for anything else around her.
The feeling was definitely conflicting. Noticed, or unnoticed. Which was it supposed to be? Stupid thoughts, and stupid swirling, bubbling emotions. What was wrong with her? She knew he didn't want much to do with her, so she really needed to let go. But he was so intriguing, she couldn't just drop someone like him so quickly. It felt rude, more than anything.
The whole thing was unraveling in front of her, and she just… let it.
Unbeknownst to her, she muttered a string of unintelligible words, most likely a string of cuss words as she took a step forward, shoving the book back in its place before ducking out of the row. She didn't care if he had noticed, she just couldn't handle the sudden confusion that was choking her. It happened when he was around, and it felt worse than the thick tension she had with her parents. It was so uncomfortable, and dizzying she just needed to think about something else. Anything else, for that matter.
And with him standing there, with his handsome face and tall stature, she couldn't think of anything else. So space was the answer. She just hoped he wouldn't follow.
(Lol when should we time skip too)
(Legit, I have no ideas. Mmmm… a couple of weeks later, of her somewhat avoiding him?)
(Lol what if she catches him looking for her one day in the hallway?)
(I meannnn, there's only one way to find outttt,)
He noticed as she went and got up, infact he was sure that she was about to talk to him but instead she just put her book away pretended like he didn't exist and then just left the library.
He was used to being ignored or cast out so…why did this time feel different then all the other times? What the heck?
He set the book down and put it away.
Maybe he just needed some fresh air to clear up his thoughts, he should go ahead and go.
So he did.
A couple about two weeks passed bye and he didn't ever notice her around, he knew she had to be at school but she must be finally avoiding him like everyone else that ever knew him did.
Well he knew it was only a matter of time.
It was stupid that he cared so much about it, about someone who was interested in him then his own flesh and blood was.
He sighed, moving to put some stuff in his locker, he should just accept that she wasn't gonna want to talk to him anymore.
That was that.
He looked up from his locker and through the hallway for her just one last time.
(Ahh, I'm so sorry, I've been so busy/unmotivated lately.)
In an attempt to blend in, Savanna definitely wasn't herself. She wore simple jeans and a sweatshirt, hood pulled up over her head.
It felt wrong if she was to be honest, but so did standing out. The inner conflict had her head spinning.
So much so, that she didn't even notice the fact that she almost ran into him.
There he stood, right in front of her. It took her a minute to register it, her mind gone numb from her own thoughts.
But the fact that she practically ran into him snapped her back into reality.
Flicking her gaze up to him, the slight cringe at seeing him was definitely noticeable. Despite her effort to cover it.
She didn't want to ignore him, but she couldn't make herself face him. She couldn't do either thing. Both things felt wrong, no matter which way she looked at it. And now she couldn't decide whether to run or stay.
So her mouth made it up for her.
"Hey,"
(Your fine! I'm so involved into this roleplay so any response is better then none! Hope things are going okay :)
He heard someone say something next to him, which made him kind of annoyed, because he really didn't want to be distracted when he was looking for her, even though he hated to admit it, he did somewhat miss her.
Even if she was extremely annoying.
He sighed, turning to turn towards the voice.
"what could you possibly-" he stopped his eyes slightly widdened, it was her the person he had been searching for, for two weeks.
He was almost mad, where had she even been? Why bother showing up now?
"….You look different." He didn't care really about how she looked, she still had some of that fire he first saw in her eyes.
Still raging and beautiful.
What the heck was that.
(Alright, well then I'll try to respond more often,,, tho I'll do my best to try and make them good :)
His words, which weren't meant to be an insult, at least she assumed, still hit her in a soft spot. A bit of a scowl twitched at her lips.
But she swallowed it, letting out a soft sigh.
"Yeah, thanks," She muttered, tugging on the strings of her hoodie. She averted eye contact as much as possible, letting out a soft sigh. There was nothing she really felt the need to say. Or anything she could think of. What was she supposed to?
That she was sorry?
Because she seriously doubted he would care. It's not like he even cared about it. They weren't friends- like he had said before.
There was nothing between them.
So, what was the point in talking to someone who didn't care?
He frowned, seeing slightly scowl and tug on the strings of her hoodie, he wanted to ask her why she had been avoiding him and where she had been but then it would look like he cared, which he didn't right?
He didn't care.
So why did he want to know so badly?
She made him so confused at times, he let out a sigh.
"What's with the outfit change?"
He found himself not wanting the interaction to be cut short, and this question wasn't that personal, or at least it didn't seem that personal to him.
A soft sigh left her as she dropped her hands to her sides. Why did it all feel so awkward?
Should it be? Or should it be normal?
"No reason." She mumbled, kicking at her own shoes a bit. "At least one not to be cared about."
And that felt like a close to their conversation. But she didn't walk away. Didn't say goodbye.
Just stood there- wanting to, for whatever reason. She had no actual need to stay, so why she did was beyond her own imagination. Which was quite a surprise, considering she always knew exactly what she wanted. But here she was, with no clue in the world.
Or maybe she did. Maybe she did know but refused to acknowledge it. Refused to believe it.
But what kind of sense would that make?
"Oh? and who are you exactly to choose for me what should or shouldn't be cared about? i think I can choose that myself, now stop going around the question." he had his arms crossed over his chest as he stared down at her, she almost looked so small and vulnerable from how much shorter she was, and the lack of her usual confidence. she could probably make a trash bag into a designer gown with the amount of attitude and confidence she had in her normal interactions.
he looked around the hallways observing everything, the flow of student traffic, anyone that might look their way he shot down with a glare.
he moved to look back down at her waiting for a response.
(welcome back^^)
