The Infamous Charmer

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As the other introuduced himself, both nooks of Declan’s mouth curved into a smug smirk. “ Indeed.” The words parted from his mouth in a brash tone. “ I presume you are the kid brother to Miles?” Declan and Miles had a perplexed relationship, to say the least. They both understand the responsibilities that came with being an heir but were not close by any stretch of the imagination. Instead, he tolerated Miles, due to the fact that their families were close acquaintances.  “ Declan Coyne.” This would presumably be no different. For now, he’d put on his charm and play nice with the other.  “ The pleasure is all mine. ” 

     “ i—i can’t, ”  liberty stammers, her gaze quickly avoiding the other student.  “ i can’t help you with this, i’m serious. ”  she tightens her grip on the sheet of paper in hand, only to relax and hand it back over.

Noting the female clinging to her paper, the right nook of Declan’s mouth curved into half- smile. ”I have a difficult time believing that” The words glided from his mouth fluidly in an assertive tone of voice. Declan pushed his feet marginally closer to the underclassman. He had seen her occasionally in the halls but typically paid her no mind.  Declan himself was extremely intelligent, and despite everything, he kept his grades up, though he did not show that to most.  In fact, he had every intention to attend an IV league school,. but some days he just didn’t feel like doing his work

clare looked at declan and teased ❝as charming as you declan, i don’t think you could charm me out of trouble with simpson.❞ she thought about it ❝then again, maybe you could❞ the declan charm probably would’ve worked on her, if he hadn’t become like her big brother so soon. he had a reputation as a player, and everyone told her stay away from him, but he was only ever honest with her, and for that he had her respect, which wasn’t something she gave out easily. clare couldn’t help but laugh and have a good time around declan, because there wasn’t that pressure, like for example kc. 

Declan’s lips curved tighter into a mischievous smirk. His hues kept an amorous gaze on Clare, with one brow lifting. “ Is that a challenge, because I will gladly accept” The words glided from his mouth fluidly  in a self assured tone. He took a half step closer towards the female. “ Now, let’s go Edwards” Declan reached his hand out for Clare to take it. From afar it may appear that she is just another number in his contact list or another one he could sleep with for a couple of weeks before ending it abruptly. However, truthfully it was different. early  in their relationship, he had taken a big brother role,

she shook her head and tried not to laugh  ❝clearly we haven’t met, i’m clare edwards, and i do not skip. i’m sure you can find some lucky girl to skip with❞ she teased. they were so different. declan was rich who had lived all over the world. clare was a girl who had only been outside of toronto a few times and out of the country once. he liked living on the edge, and clare’s idea of that was handed an assignment in a day late. yet they were friends. he was like a big brother to her. she liked that. it was nice to have someone like that. her sister was gone and she had no other close family she looked at him ❝i don’t know..❞ she didn’t want to not be ready when kc came over, mostly because she needed to mentally prep to spend time with kc  ❝maybe one coffee, but if i combust from skipping you’re to blame!❞ she told him 

“ Brilliant.” Declan responded to Clare in a pleased tone of voice, as she agreed to skip with him. Sure he could have chosen any girl in the school and most would have said yes without a second thought, but Clare was different. School was very important to her, as it was to Declan, despite what he may show others. “ Clare Edwards, I’m offended, that you’d possibly think I’d allow you to get in trouble over this.” The arrogance glided from Declan’s lips. Declan was a player, everyone knew this and assumed him to care for no one, other than  Fiona. Clare somehow saw beyond that, perhaps that is how they managed to be such great friends. He even offered to help make KC jealous when he learned of their break-up. Of course, Clare declined the offer.

❝either take a hit or walk away. its not that big of a deal.❞ miles said as he lounged about

Noting the words leave Mile’s lips, Declan suvavely pulled off his sunglasses, with both nooks of his mouth curved into a smug smirk.  The side of his body leaned against the wall. “ As intriguing as that appears to be, I’m going to have to decline Hollingsworth.” The words parted from his mouth in brash tone. Declan and Miles had a perplexed relationship, to say the least. On some extent, Miles understood him in more ways than most, other than Fiona. The pressure to uphold a presence,  or the responsibilities that came with being an heir. It wasn’t all it wasn’t cracked up to be. However, Declan by no means liked the junior either. Tolerated him is a better word for it. After all, their families were close acquaintances.