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Post by Christopher Alexander Deveraux on Jun 3, 2017 3:20:45 GMT -5
Christopher smirked. "You're good at reading and learning but lying isn't your expertise."
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Post by Isobel Grace Mason on Jun 3, 2017 19:45:38 GMT -5
Isobel felt like a deer caught in headlights "Well..." she bit her lip "Maybe you're right, but..." she trailed off, she didn't know how to respond without looking foolish.
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Post by Christopher Alexander Deveraux on Jun 4, 2017 3:15:45 GMT -5
Christopher laughed as he watched her. "It's alright love. You have answered my question." He smirked slyly. He loved nothing more than a girl to be speechless in his presence.
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Post by Isobel Grace Mason on Jun 4, 2017 11:12:00 GMT -5
Isobel stood then to face him "I think you know very well you're good looking, but it certainly doesn't make up for the cold personality you have..." she said and then felt like she was going to passout. She'd never snapped at anyone like that before, but he had just made her so angry...
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Post by Christopher Alexander Deveraux on Jun 4, 2017 11:28:23 GMT -5
Christopher raised an eyebrow at her, he was no longer smiling. "Cold personality?" Why was she suddenly angry with him? Was she right? Did everyone else think he had a cold personality?
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Post by Isobel Grace Mason on Jun 4, 2017 12:00:14 GMT -5
"Yes. You make people feel as though they deserve to be looked down on, and I won't have it" she said with a frown "Confidence is more attractive than cockiness, Christopher" she said as she gathered her books.
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Post by Christopher Alexander Deveraux on Jun 4, 2017 12:14:09 GMT -5
Christopher watched her with confused eyes. "You got that from spending three minutes with me?" He asked furrowing his brows. "Tell me how, Isobel."
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Post by Isobel Grace Mason on Jun 5, 2017 18:39:45 GMT -5
"The way you act towards me. You purposely make me out to be a fool..." she frowned "If having liked you is such a funny finding then laugh on your own" she picked her books up and stuffed them into her satchel bag.
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Post by Christopher Alexander Deveraux on Jun 6, 2017 3:20:27 GMT -5
Christopher raised an eyebrow. "I don't believe I do. It it wrong that I think you're adorable?" It was funny, she was blaming her embarrassment on him although technically it was fault. He had an idea that she had a crush on him.
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Post by Isobel Grace Mason on Jun 9, 2017 13:52:18 GMT -5
That took Isobel back and she looked at him skeptically for a long second "I am not adorable" she said "I'm angry" though the way she said it sounded more like a mouse squeak, or how you might imagine a bunny with a fluffy tail might speak.
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Post by Christopher Alexander Deveraux on Jun 9, 2017 16:13:35 GMT -5
Christopher smirked watching her. "I beg to differ. You clearly don't see it but I do. Even when you're angry."
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Post by Isobel Grace Mason on Jun 9, 2017 19:52:07 GMT -5
Isobel frowned and bit her lip "Well... okay" she said and sat down, looking at her book again trying to ignore him now.
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Post by Christopher Alexander Deveraux on Jun 10, 2017 2:43:29 GMT -5
Christopher watched her in confusion. "Okay so now you're pretending I don't exist. Ouch." He smirked. "You really know how to hurt a man."
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Post by Isobel Grace Mason on Jun 11, 2017 11:29:08 GMT -5
Isobel looked over at him and sighed "Is there something you need then?" She asked, trying to be polite.
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Post by Christopher Alexander Deveraux on Jun 11, 2017 12:52:54 GMT -5
Christopher smirked. "So you think I need something from you because I'm talking to you?" He asked in confusion.
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