#c;xavier

Nova was good at many things. However as Nova, she is bad flirting. So she turned to the most empirical evidence based conclusion: disguise herself to gauge the potential suitors for Gabi. As Nova sauntered into Viper there was a coy grin and a wave of her wig.

"Hey there, I'm looking for a guy named Xavier." Nova said in a deeper voice than her register. "You wouldn't know where to find him do you?"

“You’re a fucking cunt.”

“Wow, rude. I said I only think about killing you. Where are your manners? You should be thanking me that I don’t actually act on that, shithead.”

Jen was no good at controling herself when she was upset. When she caught sight of Xavier passing in the hallway, she quickly turned and began to walk the other way knowing that if he began to talk to her, she would pop off. Unfortunately, it was too late. Turning to face him, Jennifer gave him the ultimate bitch face. “Don’t even try to talk to me right now lest you risk me vomiting all over you and your hollywood-slut-loving little friend down there-” she nodded to his pants- “because you and Delilah is literally the grossest thing since haggis.”

Jen woke up pretty early in the morning. The TV was still on, although the movie ended and it was just the rental screen waiting for someone to press exit. Lifting her head up off of the pillow- also known as Xavier’s shoulder- she glanced up at his face to find his eyelids still closed. She removed herself from the bed as softly as she could so that she didn’t disturb him before she moved over to the TV and pressed it off. Making her way to the shower, she rinsed off, brushed her teeth, and began to dry her hair with a blowdrier, hoping it would wake Xavier up so that she wouldn’t have to. Taking a brush, she returned to the bed where the boy remained and sat on the edge on his side by his legs. “Alright, so i’ve got to go convince some school authorities to let me have about a week off, and yell at them if they don’t agree, so either you can come with or you can skedaddle but i’m not going to leave you here alone so you can rifle through my drawers and possibly steal select female articles of clothing that don’t belong to you.”