Meanwhile, Nicole was sitting, as Pyro had suggested, on the window seat in a small alcove in the library, her head in one hand and a book in the other. Her body was stretched to its full extent on her side, leaning her back against a squashy pillow that she had brought with her.
Her head was throbbing slightly and she was developing a rather annoying sniffle, there was a box of tissues within her reach, and she often paused in her reading to dab at her nose daintily before resuming. She'd just begun to get into her new read and had been relaxing into the pillow comfortably when the one of the library's side doors flew open.
"There you are! All I have to do is follow the trail of tissues to find you! What, are you leaving them behind incase you get lost? In that case couldn't you just use bread crumbs instead? At least I could just vacuum them up!" Logan had arrived. Must he make a fuss?
Sighing, Nicole looked up from her book in annoyance. How was it, that whenever she wanted to avoid him, Logan seemed to show up everywhere? "Or you could eat them. Just like the wild animals did in Hansel & Gretel. You are rather animalistic... with your fur and whatnot." Nicole responded, baiting him. If Logan was going to hunt her down so be it, it wasn't her fault that he liked to argue.
Logan's expression went from somewhat peeved to pure anger.
"If you're going to bother me, be prepared for the consequences." Nicole continued, she eyed him with in a rather bored manner.
Logan was at a loss for words. Bother her, all he did was follow the trail of tissues, it's not like he went looking for her. As if he wanted to anyways... He had much better things to do with his time. Then again... his eyes couldn't help but sweep over the way Nicole's body was draped over the small couch. He watched her put the book down and rest her free hand on the curve of her hip enticingly. Logan also couldn't help but notice that the skirt that she had been forced to wear today due to lack of pants was riding up. She attempted to tug it downwards but only freed up a small space of midriff for him to look at instead. Logan had completely lost track of the conversation. What were they talking about again? Why was he here?
His inattention and wandering eyes were not lost on Nicole, as she looked up at him through her lashes. Hm... Why should I be surprised that he only pays attention to my behind? He's only hoping for my skirt to ride up enough for him to get a nice peek at my ass... "Do you mind?" She snapped at him, after a few moments of silence. "Go try and get up someone else's skirts... there's plenty of fangirls that would let you!"
Logan seemed to snap out of a trance, he shook his head. "What?" he asked dumbly.
Nicole rolled her eyes. Not listening to a word I say, as usual. "You're drooling." she snapped dryly.
Logan's hand twitched upward for a moment as if to wipe the nonexistent spittle from his mouth but he caught himself. He glared at Nicole, who smiled in a mock sweet manner, tight lipped.
"I also said, if you want to get up someone's skirt why don't you try it on one of your fangirls? There are plenty of them that are just itching for you to do so." she sniffed, still playing the indifference card, in hopes to get him to go away, but beneath this veneer, she prayed that he stay right where he was lest she be tempted to surrender her lips to his once more. She enjoyed the look he had been giving her for a split second earlier.
Meanwhile Logan smirked, regaining his 'cool', "Must I repeat this? I don't go for younger girls." he drawled, approaching and drawing up a chair rather too close for comfort. He straddled it, resting his arms on the back and resting his chin on them smirking in a challenging manner.
Despite the panic that was occurring beneath the surface, Nicole managed to quip "Undoubtedly you must repeat it, other wise you'll never come to believe it yourself. If my memory serves you've strayed from your girls-over-18 regime more than once on my account."
Logan, deciding that it wasn't like he could deny it, grinned at her. "No one's perfect," he smirked instead. There was a brief silence, and an oddly civil one at that. "Speaking of not being perfect, I'd like my shirt back."
Nicole raised a challenging eyebrow. "Maybe I don't want to give it back."
Logan's own eyebrow rose in reply. "Maybe I don't care what you want."
Nicole suppressed a nervous giggle with difficulty, but her lips betrayed her amusement by twitching upward and staying there. Damn it. "Oh really?" Nicole taunted, unable to come up with a come back.
Logan chuckled deep in the back of his throat, Nicole tried not to twitch at the sound that made her tremble in all of her forbidden dreams and fantasies. "Yes, really," he drawled, his voice a light purr now. His teeth flashed in the dying afternoon sunlight when he grinned, tipping his head to the side, his hair falling into his eyes ever so slightly. Logan's chair suddenly seemed far closer than it had been a few seconds ago in Nicole's opinion.
"Well then," Nicole gulped, heart banging around in her rib cage like a wild beast, "You'll just have to take it by force then, because I just might not want to give it back."
He grinned back at her. "I look forward to trying to persuade you."
Nicole's mind barely processed his words, too occupied with the effect his being so close had on her body. Oh, just shut up and kiss me already, you stupid... stupid jackass! She thought with vehemence.
However, she never got a chance to see if he would, as Katie entered the room and killed the moment by clapping. "Wow! A full minute of civil conversation... I'm absolutely amazed!"
Nicole jerked and Logan jumped from his seat as if electrocuted, sending the chair toppling over. "How long have you been standing there?" Nicole demanded weakly, unable to muster enough energy to produce enough coolness for Katie, they were after all still on bad terms, were they not? Her nerves were still on end, and she felt a slight aching in her lips as if they were disappointed. She licked her lips to calm herself. That was crazy, Logan wasn't going to kiss her again...Oh but you wanted him to... how you wanted it so badly... she thought scathingly to herself.
Katie giggled and grinned, "Long enough." she stated, her eyes flicking from between Logan, who was now standing on edge, stiff and ready for anything as if Katie were about to attack him, and Nicole who undoubtedly looked disappointed. There was a beat of silence. "Are you done scaring me with your civility, or can I talk to Nicole now?" Katie asked Logan casually, as though seeing him and Nicole alone and quiet was an everyday occurrence. "But if you were busy discussing something important, I can wait." It was obvious in the way she said 'discussing' that she hinted at them having had other plans.
Nicole flushed with embarrassment behind Logan's turned back; she gave Katie a despairing look, which was ignored. Katie stared at Logan expectantly, raising a brow.
Logan received Katie's suspicion with a cool indifference. He smirked, "No, be my guest. Nicole and I can finish discussing the issue at a later time..." he turned, and flashed Nicole a suggestively charming grin, "Don't think that you're off the hook, I'm not finished with you just yet. I'll be back for my shirt later on tonight, but I have things to do, people to pick up after, et cetera..." he drawled, making his exit stage left, bowing his way out in a dramatic fashion, blowing a teasing kiss at Nicole before disappearing out into the hall.
Nicole flushed in embarrassment and anger. How dare he make suggestive motions and comments towards her?! And in front of Katie too! The asshole... He definitely wasn't getting his shirt back now...
Katie stood there, trying to smother a giggle. As much as she did not approve, it was extremely amusing to watch someone throw Nicole so off guard. Nicole did not find it so amusing. "He is not getting his shirt back now..." She muttered to herself, reinforcing the idea.
Katie really did giggle this time, plopping into Logan's discarded chair. "If you can keep him out of your pants long enough to protest that is."
Nicole scowled. "I keep my panties under lock and key, remember?" she muttered, her face completely stony.
Katie snorted, "Yes, but I bet somewhere hidden in that key ring of his, Logan's got an exact duplicate of the key to your panties." she laughed, wiggling her eyebrows as Nicole hung her head. Now that Katie was there, Nicole's view of that entire conversation turned sour. That was the most pointless, and sexually driven conversation she had held with Logan yet. Would he really come to retrieve his shirt later on?
Meanwhile, Katie was still giggling, "'I'm not finished with you yet.' That's priceless. You better watch out Colie, he might come for a lot more than his shirt tonight..." she taunted.
There was a brief silence, broken by Katie's sigh. "I'm sorry Nicole... I'm just so... so miserable inside; I was trying to sort of cover it up..." She trailed off, as Nicole looked at her, confused. "I broke up with Arch this morning, Colie... I just couldn't... oh..." Katie trailed off again, with a sniffle. "I need a hug," she murmured, the picture of abject sorrow.
Nicole found that despite all of the nasty things that she had wanted to say to Katie earlier in the day after the fight, that the argument between the two of them really had no meaning whatsoever. Nicole allowed Katie to rest her head on her shoulder and listened to all of the details of the break up patiently, not interrupting and not making a comment until one was needed. She offered Katie small condoling pats and comments. "Don't worry about it Kaefer, you did the right thing." she mumbled soothingly, stroking her friend's hair, wiping her tears away and offering to share her tissues with the poor miserable Kaefer (Kaefer was an old nickname for Katie, that really had no explainable background, but that's what it was).
They were sitting there, peacefully; when a bell rang somewhat unexpectedly (it was a weekend, after all). "What?" Nicole asked, confused.
It was Katie who remembered, with all the suddenness of a light bulb going off over her head. "I completely forgot! Nicole, don't you remember the assembly we're having, about that field trip?"
Nicole looked even more confused for another moment, before it dawned on her. "Right!" The two got up, collected their dirty tissues (Nicole not intending to leave such an easily followed trail for Logan again), and hurried off to the dining hall.