[Omni High] 04
Between my mounting frustration over the lack of good VegaxChun Li fics and my bouts of ogad-i-suck-y-do-i-still-do-dis-shiz, I decided to grit my teeth, bite the bullet, and just bang out the first short segment of Propinquity. Unbeta'd like everything else I post. I also know jack-shit about cars and motorcycles but that's pretty evident as I make no mention about the makes or models. OH WELL.
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Myaxx had been sitting in her car for nearly half an hour now, arms folded across her chest, eyes closed, imagining the various scenarios of how the meeting Omni High's principal had scheduled for her might play out. She could have gone inside the school to prepare but the heating wouldn't be activated for another twenty minutes. It was warmer in the car.
Venom-green brows knitted together in irritation as the roar of a motorcycle cut into her thoughts. Crimson eyes opened to glare murderously out the window at the obnoxiously loud vehicle and its owner. Her lips pinched into a tight line when the rider pulled into the parking lot and came to a gradual stop beside her car. The Science teacher rolled down the window, felt the brisk morning air nip at her nose and tinge her cheeks red, and she evenly stated over the continuing purr of the motor, "This is reserved for faculty."
Silence answered her as the rider turned the engine off, continuing with the jingle of retrieving keys and the crunch of heavy boots as he dismounted to set the kickstand. Leather gloves tugged at the leather jacket straining across the wearer's broad shoulders and heels ground against the asphalt as he rounded towards her.
He made for a rather intimidating -if not menacing- figure. And at that thought, Myaxx saw herself narrowing her eyes in the reflection of the helmet's visor. She leveled a haughty look at him, openly showing she was not going to be cowed and repeated, "This is reserved for faculty. The guest lot is over on that side."
"I know." The deep burr of his voice was neither angry nor amused, if anything it was bored, and perhaps the slightest bit annoyed. "Xylene already informed me of that fact," he added while removing the helmet to reveal teal hair and chiseled features.
Crimson eyes blinked and a venom-green brow quirked in mild surprise. "You're the new math teacher?"
A curt nod.
Myaxx quickly rolled her window back up and freed her own keys from the ignition. She didn't miss the way he stepped back to allow her to open her car door unhindered, alighting with no difficulty on her part. She also didn't miss the nearly imperceptible widening of his gold-hued eyes when she rose to her full height. Finding he just reached her chin did nothing to diminish his imposing presence, which made it easier to resist the urge to smirk.
"You just saved me the trouble of looking for you at the morning staff meeting," she declared, pulling her coat over her shoulders before resting a hand on her hip. "I'm Myaxx. And I'm the sap the principal saddled to show you around."
"Tetrax Shard," he nodded, helmet tucked under his arm.
Before the silence that fell could turn awkward, Myaxx extended her arm to him both in greeting and as an apology for her earlier rudeness. She should have known better than to assume things about someone just because of how they looked.
He shook the proffered limb in a firm grip in acceptance of her apology. And she smiled, pleased that he kept his eyes on her face the entire time despite having the perfect excuse to stare at her breasts.
"I take it you're the coach for the basketball team?" he asked.
Her smile faltered and her eye twitched. Deciding to pretend she never heard anything, the Science teacher headed for the school building at a brisk pace with long strides. Leaving the new comer in the parking lot to wonder what it was he said that warranted such a reaction.
He takes a crack at my height again and I'll bite his fucking head off, she fumed.
What a way to start the school year.
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Myaxx had been sitting in her car for nearly half an hour now, arms folded across her chest, eyes closed, imagining the various scenarios of how the meeting Omni High's principal had scheduled for her might play out. She could have gone inside the school to prepare but the heating wouldn't be activated for another twenty minutes. It was warmer in the car.
Venom-green brows knitted together in irritation as the roar of a motorcycle cut into her thoughts. Crimson eyes opened to glare murderously out the window at the obnoxiously loud vehicle and its owner. Her lips pinched into a tight line when the rider pulled into the parking lot and came to a gradual stop beside her car. The Science teacher rolled down the window, felt the brisk morning air nip at her nose and tinge her cheeks red, and she evenly stated over the continuing purr of the motor, "This is reserved for faculty."
Silence answered her as the rider turned the engine off, continuing with the jingle of retrieving keys and the crunch of heavy boots as he dismounted to set the kickstand. Leather gloves tugged at the leather jacket straining across the wearer's broad shoulders and heels ground against the asphalt as he rounded towards her.
He made for a rather intimidating -if not menacing- figure. And at that thought, Myaxx saw herself narrowing her eyes in the reflection of the helmet's visor. She leveled a haughty look at him, openly showing she was not going to be cowed and repeated, "This is reserved for faculty. The guest lot is over on that side."
"I know." The deep burr of his voice was neither angry nor amused, if anything it was bored, and perhaps the slightest bit annoyed. "Xylene already informed me of that fact," he added while removing the helmet to reveal teal hair and chiseled features.
Crimson eyes blinked and a venom-green brow quirked in mild surprise. "You're the new math teacher?"
A curt nod.
Myaxx quickly rolled her window back up and freed her own keys from the ignition. She didn't miss the way he stepped back to allow her to open her car door unhindered, alighting with no difficulty on her part. She also didn't miss the nearly imperceptible widening of his gold-hued eyes when she rose to her full height. Finding he just reached her chin did nothing to diminish his imposing presence, which made it easier to resist the urge to smirk.
"You just saved me the trouble of looking for you at the morning staff meeting," she declared, pulling her coat over her shoulders before resting a hand on her hip. "I'm Myaxx. And I'm the sap the principal saddled to show you around."
"Tetrax Shard," he nodded, helmet tucked under his arm.
Before the silence that fell could turn awkward, Myaxx extended her arm to him both in greeting and as an apology for her earlier rudeness. She should have known better than to assume things about someone just because of how they looked.
He shook the proffered limb in a firm grip in acceptance of her apology. And she smiled, pleased that he kept his eyes on her face the entire time despite having the perfect excuse to stare at her breasts.
"I take it you're the coach for the basketball team?" he asked.
Her smile faltered and her eye twitched. Deciding to pretend she never heard anything, the Science teacher headed for the school building at a brisk pace with long strides. Leaving the new comer in the parking lot to wonder what it was he said that warranted such a reaction.
He takes a crack at my height again and I'll bite his fucking head off, she fumed.
What a way to start the school year.