"Hello," a voice called out.

"Hey, excuse me, guy reading the book?" the voice came closer.

Loki looked up from his reading to see a long wavy haired beautiful girl with an old vintage camera hanging around her neck looking down at him.

"What," Loki hissed in annoyance; he didn't have time for whatever this girl needed from him. He had three boring chapters to read and annotate before his class started in the next hour.

"Hey," the brunette stepped back holding up her hands in defense, "I mean no harm, okay."

"What do you want?" Loki went back to his reading, realizing this spot was an ill choice to sit and study on.

"I have a photography class and w-"

"No," he interrupted her, marking his book and moved up to stand.

"I wasn't finished talking!" the girl argued.

"You don't need to continue," Loki picked up his satchel and pointed at her camera, "You were going to ask me to model for you in some ridiculous manner and I refuse."

"I was not!" the girl's eyes narrowed at him.

"Then what," he cocked his eyebrow," Take a picture with you doing something ridiculous?"

"No," she huffed.

"I wanted to ask you if I can use the picture I took right before I talked to you," she explained.

"No," he shook his head.

"Oh, come on!" she had the audacity to pout her bottom lip. "Its for my class, please, pretty please."

Loki stared down at her not daring to give in to her whining and her tactic of using her sad blue green eyes and plum bottom lip to win sympathy.

He could only let out a small laugh watch her continue her charade.

"Did you just laugh at me," she gawked.

"And if I did?" he took a step away to get away from her.

"That is just messed up to laugh at a girl while she's practically begging you do her a solid, you're mean dude."

"I don't really care," he's been called worse and by far more interesting people.

"Please," the camera girl moved in front of him, "I'll make it worth your wild."

"What can possibly offer me?" he asked, she's wasted his time doing his homework what more can want.

"I'll buy you food at the pizza place on A St, my friend's family owns it and they like me enough to give free food to eat so I can give you that if you want?" she offered him as if honest trade for his photo, but the pizzeria was an honest to the gods' best food joint near the campus but always packed.

"Okay," he agreed, it was a crime to turn down free food and he was a college student so he'll be crazy not to and asked," And why is my photo even remotely interesting, uh what was your name?"

"Darcy, Darcy Lewis. Sorry, I didn't say earlier," she held out her hand for him to shake.

"I'm Loki," he shook her hand reluctantly.

"So why, well, in truth you're very handsome," he choked on air at her reason because he's never seen himself to be handsome, ever.

"But I think I just took like the best photo I could have taken of someone in my life, ever, and it's going to get me incredible grade, so, please, can I can use it!" Darcy pressed her hands along her month in a prayer, looking up at him for his blessing.

Still thrown off by her first comment he halfheartedly agreed and caused her to grin up at him.

"Thank you so much, I could kiss you right now!" Darcy jumped to hug him but didn't go through with the kiss that left him with a bit of disappointment as she pulled away which frightened him.

"Give me your number so we can get together after my professor grades me?" she rummaged through her large purse for a pen and passed to him so he could write his phone number on her hand, and she did the same but she practically craved hers into his skin.

"I'll call you, okay!" she waved goodbye to go her own way in smiles.

He stood motionless as he looked at her walking away and turned to look down at her number tatted on his skin and saw he had only three minutes to make it his class.

Running down the road to his building Loki hoped he doesn't regret giving the very annoying beautiful girl he silently admits his photo for food.