Scarlett rested against Grants knees. He was cute, confident and kind - a welcome distraction from Chuck Bass although she couldn't help her mind from sometimes wandering, in that instant she spotted him leaning against the wall to the gym a cigarette in hand and a young freshman on his arm. She was pretty and fresh faced but no dime piece she could tell by just looking at Chuck that he too thought the same. Scarlett had been confused since that night nearly three days ago. She wanted to thank him for saving her, but at the same time seen how he'd just think she was some hypocrite since she was now exclusively dating the captain of the polo team. She also knew that this was a welcome excuse for her, it meant she could reason with herself and convince herself that she didn't have to. Once more she reassured herself, it was Ivy week she needed to concentrate on that, for now she could forgot about Chuck Bass.
Looking around her she seen all the young girls surrounding the table , each one of them had an eye on a member of the team. She laughed silently to herself they could have them all as far as she was concerned it wasn't as if they were that amazing anyway, for her Grant was just another excuse another reassurance, not that she'd tell anyone that. Turning round she looked up at him, he caught her gaze and kissed her lightly on the lips she could feel his fingers loosely playing with her hair. The girl beside him coughed rudely clearly annoyed.
'Fancy a wander before the bell?' Grant whispered suggestively. Scarlett knew what he really wanted and at this moment in time she didn't mind. Saying nothing she stood up as he followed holding her from behind as she walked. She was oblivious to Chuck Bass' deadly stare.
He drew deeply on his cigarette once more and gazed absentmindedly at the young girl stood next to him. She'd do he thought he needed someone to take his mind of things. He stroked the line of her chin with his finger tilting her head towards him immediately desire registered in her eyes, he brushed her lips gently and pulled away smirking as he seen her eyes close and her lips search for more. He clenched her bum dispassionately causing her to jump and pulled her to him, he used his tongue expertly, guiding his way into her mouth all the time watching the expressions display across her face. He felt her tongue feeling for his hungrily, eagerly, wanting more. She was sloppy and Chuck was unimpressed, what was it about girls and there incoherence to foreplay, he felt her hand feel his leg, slowly progressing upwards. In that moment he knew it was no good he was at school for gods sake and more to the point this girl did absolutely nothing for him. He pulled away slightly more aggressively than he had intended and walked away.
He found Nathaniel by the luch tables with Serena. He noticed the way Nate's eyes looked adoringly at Serena, the way he hung off every word she said, silently he laughed.
'Well, well if it isn't Prince Charming and Cinderella -' he called sarcastically as he strolled over hands deep in his pockets.
'Chuckk...' Nate stuttered
'Nice to see you too Nathaniel. Honestly sis -' He went to stroke her hair.
'Ughh! Chuck. Can't you just get over yourself, I'm your STEP SISTER and other than that its just so wrong.'
'Mmm...i suppose i mean incest was so last fall.' he impersonated.
'Anyway Nate. Walk?' he stated just as the bell rung.
'Chuck. Maths.' Serena responded.
'I'm not in the mood.' He returned his attention to Nate. 'So.'
'No Chuck.' Serena answered for him.
'Whatever princess. See you.'
Serena and Nate looked at each other confused, Chuck never skipped Maths not when they had Miss O'Connor. 'He wasn't in the mood' - no one had seen him all day, he was weird. Serena sighed and pulled Nate up from his seat.
Chuck walked from Constance. Normally he would have took the limo but he just needed to get some air. He thought briefly about returning to Maths - to Miss O'Connor. He felt guiltily. No not guilty, pissed. He'd helped her out, saved her from a bunch of over rated and under sexed water polo players and now like the hypocrite she was she was dating one of them, not just anyone the bloody team captain. He lit another cigarette and continued walking. Briefly he checked out a petite blonde girl, a few freshman's and even a couple of sophomores but no one caught his eye, by the time he stopped he was in the middle of the park and chilled out on the grass in front of him was Scarlett.
He continued walking for a moment and then making a rash decision he strode up to her.
'Aaah if it isn't Miss Scarlett Rose.' He said loudly.
Scarlett felt the shadow cast over her but it wasn't until she removed her headphones that she realised Chuck Bass was stood leering at her. She cast an eye over him, typical Chuck - layered polo top and shirt, collar turned up and a tie to finish of his outfit. She couldn't understand why he was here, he was in her Maths class the one she was supposed to be in right now and she knew for sure there was no way he'd blow that off for no reason especially because of Miss O'Connor. Everyone knew he would do anything to 'ride her' - it appeared even Miss herself wasn't oblivious. Scarlett heard him mumbling to himself and once more focused all her attention on him,
'Mmm..can i help you?' she asked as she removed her sunglasses.
'Thought i'd join you. I know how much you miss the company of Chuck Bass.' he mocked.
'Shouldn't you be in Maths?' she questioned raising a perfect plucked eyebrow.
'Shouldn't you?..' he sat himself down beside her. 'I didn't feel up to it.' he picked up the books scattered around her. Scarlett was unerved, she couldn't understand why he would want to join her. But if anything she was willing to go along with it Chuck was better a friend than an enemy.
'Harvard? I seen you more of a Brown girl.' She threw the other book at him, he laughed. 'Take it you haven't decided then?-'
'Something like that.'
He chuckled once more. Scarlett had always wanted to go to Brown since she was 10 but being back here in New York she wasn't so sure anymore. Chuck took the notepad from her hands.
'A scrapbook, how cute!' he taunted 'Harvard. Brown. Yale. Duke. Princeton. Elon -'
'Shut up!' she made to grab the book from him.
'I'm thoroughly interested Scarlett i never seen you as an Elonette-' he smirked
'Chuck, just leave it.' he passed her the notebook.
'So Maths..' Chuck raised an eyebrow in question.
'I was feeling ill. You and Miss O'Connor may have just sent me over the edge.' she responded picking up another book.
'So you think I'm getting somewhere then?' Scarlett laughed Chuck knew he was - he always knew.
'I think the As give it away Chuck.' he smiled.
'No one can resist a Bass.' he joked 'What about Dartmouth?'
'What about Stout?-'
'Wheres that?' Chuck questioned genuinely puzzled.
'Precisely.'
For the next hour Scarlett and Chuck laughed about Universities and Colleges it wasn't until Grant found them over an hour later than Chuck thought it was time to leave. For the first time in days Scarlett was happy, she had a friend back if nothing more she was willing to forget about the past if it meant no more games or getting hurt. She was sad to see him go she'd forgotten the laughter they use to share.
As Chuck walked away he glanced back once more the jealousy burning within him was evident. Scarlett Rose could do better than Grant Richards. He didn't really know why he cared - she was clearly over him he would have to settle for friends.
Friends was better than enemies.
