Damn, who could have gotten here before me? Most of the kids in this school love to wait till the last minute to get ready...The sound of running water suddenly being shut off sounded through the door. Someone must have been taking a shower. Good, they were done. That meant that Katie wouldn't have to wait long. Timidly, Katie knocked on the door. "Are you almost done in there?" she called softly.
A growling sigh of frustration sounded from the other side of the door. "Yeah, hold on." Logan's voice growled from the other side of the door. Shocked, Katie froze. Another teacher. Damn, how many did she have to run into this morning before she could finally take her shower!
Tapping her foot as she waited, Katie hoped Logan wasn't going to take a really long time to get dressed, or decided to shave or something. But he did eventually open the door, and had she gone in for men like Logan, Katie probably would have swooned again.
He looked rumpled in a sexy sort of way, in an old, and almost see-through white wife beater and comfy jeans that were still tight in all the right places. "Good morning," he growled as though he thought it was really a rather shitty one.
Unbidden, a sudden stroke of genius smacked Katie in the face. I bet Nicole would like to see Logan like this she snickered mentally. She reduced the insane grin that she longed to don to a small strained smile, Katie looked Logan up and down quickly, memorizing every detail. Nicole will have a hard time probing my mind for details on my dream with this though fresh in my mind...
Meanwhile, Logan stood grumpily in front of Katie, passively (GAASP Passive, and Logan are never supposed to meet in the same sentence! That's a no no) allowing her to look him over as most female students did if they happened to encounter him after his daily shower. "Are you going to move anytime soon, or should I go back in there," he jerked his thumb at the bathroom that lay behind him, "and shave like I was planning on doing before you so kindly interrupted me." he growled.
"No, I need the shower." she replied, smiling at him much too cheerfully and innocently for that hour of the morning. "You can go yell at someone or something until I'm done." Breezing past him she shut the door in his face, locking it just to be safe. She'd heard enough from Nicole about this particular individual's disregard for unlocked doors...
After enjoying a nice hot shower that did nothing to wake her up, Katie got out and went about taking as long as she liked while getting dressed, brushing her hair, and applying water proof eyeliner and mascara. When she finally turned her attention to the door, she noticed that someone was banging on it rather loudly.
"Are you DONE now! Gods you're slow!" Logan snarled when she finally unlocked and opened the door.
Katie smiled mock sweetly. That's for interrupting me and Arch when we were having a good time. "Yup. Done." Ignoring his glare, the sort that he usually reserved for Nicole, Katie flounced past him again as though he simply didn't matter. Oh, it was so much fun to get revenge... and successful revenge against Logan was a very difficult thing indeed.
Breezing into the room, Katie smiled at Nicole in the same overly nice way, almost wanting Nicole to try and pick at Katie's mind so that she'd get the pictures of Logan instead... "Hello Nicole," she commented, putting her things away and trying to decided what bathing suit to wear for later.
The girls were allowed to wear their own bathing suits, though there were some restrictions. One, it had to be a bikini( the reason behind this had not been discovered, but assumed to be the result of having a majority of male teachers over female teachers, who would no doubt normally demand that the girls wear decent one piece bathing suits.). And two, if it was a halter top it had to be triple knotted very tightly, so there was no threat of de-bikini-ing or of accidental slips and flashes. The strength of your bikini top's ties were tested before each swim session.
Raising a suspicious brow, Nicole muttered a greeting while getting up to choose her own bathing suit for the pool. "What's got you so excited, eh Katie? Run into Arch on your way or something?"
Well, I certainly bumped into someone... Katie pulled her bathing suit out from underneath her socks, shaking off the fuzz it had accumulated. It was black, rather obviously, and was decked out with strategically placed silver shiny bits that drew the attention to what cleavage the halter-cut top displayed. "No one in particular. My shower just put me in a better mood," she commented, shaking out the frilly black bottom. C'mon Nicole... take the bait, pop into my head...
"Mmm.." Nicole replied, feeling suspicion bubble in the pit of her stomach. She wouldn't tell her about her dream, and she wouldn't tell her who she ran into on the way to her shower. It was quite obvious that Katie was up to something. And god dammit, she wanted to know what it was! Casually, Nicole rummaged through her top drawer and pulled out her own bathing suit. It was nothing much. A nice, royal blue with shiny gold stars of varying sizes artfully strewn in a diagonal swoop on both the top and the bottom. It even had cute little gold stars dangling from the ties on either side of the bottom. While she did so, she gently prodded the very edges of Katie's mind. Okay Katie... what are you hiding...she thought to herself, grinning with apprehension... it had to be good if Katie was keeping it from her...
Katie, feeling Nicole at the edges of her mind, thought as hard as she could about Logan has he had looked that morning, trying to make every detail as clear as possible. Clapping a hand over mouth, she tried to restrain giggles, waiting for it...
"AGH!" Nicole yelled, stepping backward and tumbling over onto her bed. Just as she had begun to see the formation of Katie's dream a big, vivid memory of Logan burst before her eyes. His dark hair was damp and ruffled, and he wore a white wife beater that clung to his damp skin and some comfy, jeans that clung in all of the right places. Every detail shone vibrantly, down to the small shining droplets of moisture that still clung to his arms and neck. "Good morning." he growled eyeing her with slight distaste.
Katie burst out laughing, sitting down on her bed. The look on Nicole's face... it was a terribly confused look, something halfway between repulsion and unwilling attraction... "So, Nicole, still curious about my dream?" Katie asked, still giggling to herself.
Nicole shot Katie a withering look. " No." she growled, hoisting herself up off of her bed.
Still giggling, Katie rolled her eyes, "Oh c'mon Nicole... it was just a joke...I ran into Logan this morning and..."
Nicole made an indignant noise, " Well that much was obvious..." she growled.
Katie shot Nicole an exasperated look. I mean really, the girl was very touchy most of the time... "And well, I didn't want you to butt into my head and go poking around where you shouldn't... so I used the memory as a defense! C'mon Colie... you would have done the same thing..." she begged. Nicole continued to glare at her after she had gone and put her bikini on in the closet.
"No. I wouldn't have. Because I tell you everything. I even told you about Logan walking in on me! And you wont even tell me about a stupid dream..."
Katie paused a moment, Nicole's guilt trip starting to wear on her. She was something of a squishy person, and so did not like the hurt look Nicole was giving her... But then, she still didn't want to tell Nicole about the dream. Biting her lip, she tried not to look at Nicole's face. "C'mon Nicole..." Oh, this was what happened when they argued. Nicole usually won.
This time, Katie refused to lose. Hardening her resolve she decided, Nicole didn't tell her everything like that time Nicole had liked the same boy in their school as Katie... she let Katie go out with him, and when he really started to like her, she acted all jealous and bitchy! She should have at least told her so Katie knew how Nicole felt. But no. With Nicole, she liked to avoid giving in to her emotions until the last moment. Katie wouldn't let Nicole win this argument. There were some privacies to which she was entitled, and this was one of them. "Maybe I'll tell you some other time." she muttered, avoiding the subject. At least this would keep Nicole off her for a little while.
Nicole ignored her all down to breakfast, apparently deciding not to simply forget about the matter. So Katie attempted to make awkward small talk with Arch, feeling dreadfully guilty about the whole dream-thing. It was one thing to have a dream where she made out with/banged another man. it was another to enjoy it so much more than the part about Arch. But then, it didn't look like much of a happy breakfast for most anyone else, with Nicole and Logan wearing typical morning scowls.
While she gave Katie the cold shoulder, Nicole stole furtive glances over her O.J. glass in Logan's direction. I wonder if his little slut made it out of the school before everyone started waking up... she thought bitterly, making a face when she observed that her orange juice seemed a little too sunny today. I'm more than sure that he's not allowed to do that sort of thing... this is a school after all.... She noticed with satisfaction that there were nail marks on his face. She 'harrumphed' grumpily. Serves him right, I hope he comes down with an STD.
Logan, meanwhile, was sneaking (less careful) furtive glances in her direction as well. He wasn't exactly sure why, and he had the weirdest feeling that it might be nice to see her in her bathing suit later, but he really wasn't in the mood to analyze this thought. He'd gotten very little sleep the night before, partly from the stupid girl showing up in that very disturbing dream...
Sighing, Nicole looked down at her muffin and scrambled eggs sullenly. She didn't feel at all hungry for some reason. Her stomach was still doing agitated somersaults from that stupid memory Katie had thrown her. It had made her so angry, but... she'd felt something else. That same feeling that she had felt last night when she had had that small hallucination about Logan and her in the place of his whore. Annoyed at the small twinge of a weird tingling that had spread from her head to the tips of her fingers and toes. And yet it was a pleasant tingling, warm and made her feel nice as if she were wrapped up in her blankets in bed and snuggling down into her pillows for a good night's sleep. But how could Logan make her feel that way? He was nasty, sarcastic, and arrogant... and perverted. She looked up again to observe the bane of her existence, and jumped in surprise when her eyes met his. She mimicked his frown. Go away Logan.
Logan did not go away, refusing to lose this almost staring-contest to her. Anyone else, maybe, but not her. For some reason she just got under his skin, and made it so very important for her to realize that he was the dominant one... the "alpha male", in a way.
Logan saw the brief realization flicker in her brown eyes. He watched her square her shoulders, flashing him a I'm-not-going-to-lose-to-you look. They stared at each other for quite some time, neither willing to blink and relieve their dry eyes. In fact, they stared so long, and so hard at one another that they were beginning to attract attention.
"Nicole!" Katie hissed. Staring contests, that's mature... "Stop! You're going to hurt yourself!"
"No! I wont lose! I wont give in to him. I won't let him win..." Nicole growled, a tear spilling over her cheek as her eyes attempted to keep themselves wet.
Katie sighed, then sent a vastly irritated Look Logan's way. He really shouldn't be encouraging her... She thought, tapping her foot impatiently. I would have thought someone in charge of the health & welfare of children would be a little more responsible, but apparently not!
She wasn't the only person not amused, Scott was sending Logan a disapproving, 'are you three?' sort of look as well.
"Dammit!" Nicole growled in misery when she blinked. Keeping her eyes tightly shut, the tears continued to stream from her eyes. Her eyes smarted something horrible now. Any longer and her contacts would have popped clear out of her eyes because of the dryness. She put her head down, resting her eyes and hiding the tears from everyone around her. They weren't emotional tears, she convinced herself, and they were just her eyes trying to make up for the lack of blinking...
Before she could compose herself enough to continue eating her breakfast and hating Logan even more, she jumped as the words, "I win." were growled in her ear, warm breath stirring the sparse hairs at the back of her neck.
"EEK!" Nicole, eyes wide and not thinking, whirled around and gave him a really good smack across the face, one that rivaled Candy's in sheer force. "Leave me alone!" She squeak/yelled, enjoying the sound of the slap as it rang in the almost-silent dining hall.
The slap seemed to ring in the air for several long moments, and the satisfaction that had over come Nicole quickly dissolved into pure panic. The look that had set itself on Logan's face would have been enough to scare anyone. His bright blue eyes burned with fury and his jaw was set. Oh shit. Nicole, not liking the feral look in Logan's eyes, realized she may have gone to far... As slowly as she could she slid out of her chair, before bolting across the room. She didn't make it far before she tripped and fell over someone's bag, sprawling across the floor.
Logan, still glaring almost murderously at the fallen girl, took half a menacing step forward before someone grabbed him rather roughly by the shoulders. "Logan," Scott's voice was deadly calm in his ear, "Calm down. It was a natural reaction. It's your own fault. You just had to go and gloat didn't you? Had to declare your dominion over her didn't you?" Scott's nagging did nothing to quell Logan's fury.
How dare she smack him! Right where Candy had, too! It was Nicole's fault that he got smacked... she had to be on the stairwell when he brought Candy last night. She had to be the one who bore his child in his dream, to his horror. And now she had to go and smack him for no good reason! He'd make her pay. He'd make her see that he had more power over her than she did over him. He was the alpha male, she was the bitch. A damned stubborn bitch at that. Why couldn't she just stop flouncing around and questioning his authority and just give in! Once again Nicole had succeeded in burrowing ever deeper into Logan's normally tough hide. In the back of his mind the snide voice was at it again. What do you want to do, smack her back? Beat her into submission? That won't do anything but hurt her. And you know you don't want to hurt her... but what do you want to do Logan? Do you even know? Perhaps the reason that Nicole gets to you is because she resists, because she wont submit to your every whim like most people do. You don't intimidate her; and you want to know why.
Katie wanted to think the situation under control, but she couldn't quite trust Scott to keep a hold of a massively furious Logan. Getting up as slowly and carefully as she could, trying not to 'spook' anyone (she was starting to think like they were all animals) she went over to the downed Nicole. "I think it would be best if we exit stage left," she murmured, wanting to diffuse the situation as non-violently as possible.
Nicole nodded silently, still shaken by the entirely inhuman and feral blaze that had been in Logan's eyes. It was so different from the warm, smoldering passion that had darkened his eyes the night before. She shivered. That man was an enigma. He had so many different sides... and she couldn't help but wonder, did he have any pleasant sides at all? "I- I left my b-bag..." Nicole mumbled, shooting Katie a slightly terrified look.
"I'll get it." Katie said at once, worrying that Logan might try and bite Nicole if she got close enough. Like a dog.
"No. I'll get it." Nicole said softly a fierce light shining in her eyes. Even though Logan had frightened her, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of watching Katie fetch her bag for her just because Nicole was afraid Logan might look at her with that same look of feral fury and rage... She picked herself up off of the floor and approached cautiously, focusing her eyes on a point just beyond Logan's shoulder. She lifted her chin, and stilled the trembling of her hands by balling them into fists. She wasn't afraid of him, and she would let him know that. She walked right by Logan, not attempting to go around, so that her hair brushed chest lightly as she passed. From there she quickly scooped up her bag and walked deliberately slowly back to Katie. Satisfaction welled up inside of her. Take that Logan.
Katie bit her lip lightly, half proud of Nicole's bravery, and half wanting to grab her and shake her for being so stupid. All she was doing was making this worse! Personally, Katie would be amazed if Nicole made it through the entire day alive and/or not full of holes.
