His breathing was hot against her throat, ragged as it pushed past his lips in an uneven mess. Chloe could tell the boy hadn't brushed his teeth this morning, settling for a piece of discount gum instead of the toothpaste that he so desperately needed to cover the cold pizza he had for breakfast.
The red-head fought the urge to cringe away from the scent, instead her stoic features kept deep and settled with anger. Even with the contorted expression, she was gorgeous, her mane flowing over stone clad shoulders that emitted nothing but confidence. Her eyes a deep steely blue that could stop a deer right in front of disorienting headlights.
Max was that deer.
The fabric of his shirt bunched over her touch as her knee rested right beside his, spreading his legs apart as the limestone felt cool through her jeans. Chloe didn't want to admit it, but Max looked cute in a helpless type of way.
"I'm sorry, Chloe" He squeaked out, voice just propelling that rancid smell her way. This time she let out a rapid growl, one that was so deep that it rushed past her chest, making the freshmen cower even more.
"I thought we had a good thing going, yeah?" She pulled him closer to her, the fabric of his t-shirt stretching even more. "You got Jessica's number and I got the answers to the physic's test."
"That's cheating," Max stuttered as she shoved him harder against the wall. "I know your dad is the Dean, but he won't be so forgiving with me. You have to understand, Cheating could get me expelled-"
"Shh," Chloe soothed, placing her finger delicately on the boy's lips, his breath catching in his throat as he let out a small whimper. "You got fucked, didn't you?"
"J-Jessica is a nice girl." He struggled "I didn't… I wouldn't. Not on the first date."
A pensive look crossed her stare. The girl had gone on and on about how much fun she had with Max, even with the threats, she knew she would never deprive her friend of that.
The ginger laughed, it was a bitter, yet delicate and airy sound. A few students walking by without saying anything. They averted their eyes, not taking much notice of Chloe's behavior unless it was directed to them.
The whole school was like that. Almost pretentious in a way- with it's pressed clad uniforms with crests ironed onto the breast. Chloe's own button down was halfway untucked, the light blue fabric contrasting nicely with her icy gaze.
"Mm," She purred "I didn't really register you as a guy with such airtight morals, Maxie."
He shuddered at her touch. Chloe could feel the fear radiating off of him, it almost drove her to push herself closer and whisper in his ear. The intimidation factor something the girl didn't use much. She didn't have a need to. She was used to getting what she wanted- whether that was handed to her or now was up to her latest victim.
A cooling hand on her shoulder made the girl tense up. Part of her angered by the interruption while the scent of laundry detergent and orange graced her senses. It was a well-deserved break from the overwhelming scent the boy under her grasp emitted.
"Chloe," the stranger soothed "Play nice and let the poor boy go to class."
She contemplated her options for a few seconds. Max's muddy stare darted quickly between Chloe and the girl that stood a few inches behind her. She could feel warmth engulf her due to the close contact of her friend. If it were anyone else, she would have objected.
"Fine," She cocked her head to the side as she shoved him away, his books and papers scattering against the ground as he mumbled a thank you. The girl wasn't quite sure where it was directed, but she watched him carefully as he stumbled away from the two women. "Have a good day, Max!"
"That was cruel, Chloe Beale and you know it."
Chloe turned around, cocking a brow as the got a good look at her friend. Aubrey was the type of girl that could give you a stare to warrant death. Her eyes close to being the color of a frightened ghost. She always wore a bold red lip to compliment a scowl that crossed her fair features. The deep blue tie that Chloe had opted against today stood out against everything else in her cooled off style.
"Oh please," She laughed, "You've done worse."
"I know," She pouted, sticking her bottom lip as she took a step forward, pulling them from the cool shade of the building's exposed hallways and into the sunny patch that the quad had to offer. The whole school was built like a prison, large stone walls reminding the girls of a Greek nightmare, some type of fever dream that Julius Ceaser had. "But Maxie is kinda cute."
"Don't get soft on me Posen," The girl pointed out, shaking her head as she hugged her biology book closer to her chest. The red binding was a good contrast from the rest of the area. "I need you as mean as ever."
"You doubt me?" She scoffed, eyes darting towards the other end of the courtyard where the rest of their posse rested- lazing around before the bell rang and put a stop to every single conversation that was taking place.
Stacie had herself pressed lightly against one of the stone columns, the sun in her eyes as she squinted, gaze drifting to a certain blonde somebody every few seconds. Chloe pretended not to notice, her friend clearly too oblivious to catch on herself.
"of course not," She tutted, "I'm just saying. Stacie isn't as vulnerable as she used to be. You don't have to cradle her anymore."
"I was not cradling her." That familiar hiss filled Chloe's ears as she smirked.
"She can handle herself," The ginger held up her hands in defense, that playful gaze still on her brunette friend.
Aubrey let out a small grumble, shaking her head. She wasn't the nurturing type, but for some reason, when the freshman started to walk the halls last fall, the girl softened to the point of begging her counterpart to just consider Stacie for something more, something that neither girl had ever mentioned on anything but paper.
Chloe had eventually relented, knowing that her blonde friend was good on her word. It turned out to be the right choice, the girl easily balancing out against the quiet and mysterious Lily. Someone that Chloe had to drag answers from on a daily basis until just recently. The junior was something else, taking the phrase "Deathly stare" to a whole new level.
"Yeah, because of my expert guidance." She grinned, earning the shake of the head as her friends face began to falter, "You have to see Warren today?"
"Yeah," Chloe let out a shaky sigh. That man was the only person who was big enough to strike fear into the girl, her stomach churning at the thought of staring into those beady little eyes. "He wants me to show the new girls around."
"New girls?" Aubrey chewed her bottom lip apprehensively as they continued their slow pace. "I thought you only had to give Legacy the grand tour?"
"I thought so too," She cocked her head to the side, trying to scan her memory for any clues to who the other girl could be. Her father wasn't very reluctant when it came to this type of thing, her lips parting slightly in confusion as she thought.
"Well, Chlo" Aubrey wrapped her arm expertly around the girl's shoulders. "I'm sure you'll give her a great first experience at Atum."
[A/N: Wow? So, thoughts? obviously, Chloe isn't the softest of the Bella's anymore. Maybe a little evil? Who knows!]