Markus had his arm drapped over my shoulder, while he was animatedly involved in a conversation with rayn about ships boys.

The drapping of the arm was improper, but for once he didnt seem to care about what was proper and what wasn't.

Typical boy behavior.

We were walking down the street with the other boys crowded around us.

I hummed quietly to myself, not that anyone noticed.

Him and his snobby self believes that it is improper for his mates to talk to me, because I am his and not thiers.

Sexist boy, I belong to myself, end of story.

We were in the center of town when there to our left I saw the town bar and inn.

I felt that we ought to go in and get, perhaps a glass of water or something of the sort.

So I dragged him over near the door and anounced my need for a glass.

"Come now, Evalinn, do ya really need water NOW?" He looked quite pissed off, "I mean, for gosh sakes girl, this is a BAR! No place for ya."

Honestly, some people.

"Oh Marky Markus what's the worst that can come of this? Hmm?"

The others smiled at us waiting for the final decision, they were itching to go inside the doors though, I could tell.

"You could say the wrong thing and have everyone on us in an instant."

"What do you mean by 'wrong thing'? What's the wrong thing?"

"Something overdramatic, something you'd normally say."

"Why, what would they do about it?"

"Kick us out"

"That's it? Then who cares? Let's go in and get Miss Me a glass of water!"

Markus' eyes were bieng burned out of thier sockets as he followed me inside.

Only to make him happy, I swung my hips seductively and headed strait for the counter.

I hopped atop the nearest high chair, which was a lot higher then you may think.

Markus excused himself to go to the loo as the other boys gathered round me, leaving a space for Markus.

"Finally! The pressure's off!"

"Free at last"

"I was dieing of Ohmigosh i'm gonna to spill that we saw her earlier."

"Thank god, no one needs you round ere anyways."

"Just shut it dearest dears," I finally anounced amidst thier bickering.

"Aye aye Miss Evalinn!"

I really do hate it when people use my full name, and the sad thing is that that's the only thing Markus calls me, even if I tell him not to.

I leaned against the back of the counter and listened to the guys bicker.

The bar was small, I will admit, but it was cozy too.

I wouldn't mind owning one someday, tell Marky that though and i'll be dead before my next word.

"There were a few people in the corner, a sandy haired boy and a black haired one too.

Personally, I think that the sandy one was divine to look at.

"Eva? What's up?"

"Nothing at all."

"Liar, there's sumthin up, I can tell..."

"Yes Jayjay they sky is up as always."

"Thas not what I meant?"

"Clarify then"

I really did love to piss people off, it was amusing watching someone get so pissed over something so trivial.

Obviously the poor boy had nothing to say to that!

"Well...I've got to check out now, i'm not in the right moodfor a chat after all chaps."

"Whabout Markus?"

"Tell him i'll talk to him later.'

"If ya insist..."

"I do." I gave my cheesiest grin.

With that I hopped off the stool, gathered my skirts in order and gracefully swept my feet across the floor.

The trick is to look good, even if you're not as pretty as you could be.

I caught the sandy heads eye as I walked out of the bar and called out to the guys, "I'll talk at you later."

It was the perfect set-up, now to see if it worked...