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[b]Location: This gay ass activity fair
Interacting with: Audrey [@Dirty Pretty Lies].[/b]
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Maybe he should have stayed home. Would anyone have noticed him not being there? Being a brooding antihero had led to him having less than a few friends; that he really minded, in fact, Troy preferred the solitude that his attitude granted him, especially during days like this. He hadn’t been anticipating… [i]this[/i] abomination. The entirety of the Beverly Hills High student body, in all their glory, gathered in one area. The reason? An [i]activity fair.[/i] Christ, what was the world coming to? Nestled comfortably in the corner of the bleachers, he had a nice view of everything--including David’s mishap and crash, at which Troy scoffed.

The entire thing seemed like a waste of time, to him. He didn’t want to take part in [i]activities[/i], especially not at this godforsaken place. Other than his foolish cousin, there was really only one other person Troy saw of note: Audrey… Hunt...something or other. Troy couldn’t remember what her name was exactly, but he could certainly remember her body. Yep, definitely her. One night only, never see each other again.

Of course they’d end up going to the same school, why wouldn’t they?

At least she didn’t know his name that was a plus. Kind of? Troy looked away from the girl and shook his head. He’d deal with that another day, for now he looked away from her and instead turned his attention back to the younger children at the school, watching the different groups of them. There wasn’t much he paid attention to, aside from a group of the younger kids who appeared to be getting tormented by someone Troy’s age.

Scowling now, he stood up and started to head down the bleachers. Hadn’t he already told these people? The younger kids were simply off-limits, [i]especially[/i] the freshman. It was simple: if you had to pick on someone, if you had to bully someone, then do it to someone your age, your size, who could fight back. Those were the rules, that was the [i]standard[/i], and to see them be shattered, so early, so soon in the school year… it was a blatant disrespect, that even in his questionable emotional state, Troy would not stand for. If he didn’t keep the order of things in line, then things might fall out of place. He’d spent nearly three years becoming the big dog on campus, that (almost) everyone feared, and, at the least, no one fucked with and everyone followed his loose set of rules.

But this guy wasn’t. If he got away with it, then everything was wrong. So Troy approached the boy picking on the younger kids and placed a hand on his shoulder, [color=3545c4][b]”Hey.”[/b][/color] Troy said quietly, squeezing his peer’s shoulder tightly. The other boy spun, a sneer on his face.

[b]”What do [i]you[/i] want, can’t you see I’m busy here?”[/b]

[color=3545c4][b]”Man, I already told you [i]once[/i]. The little guys are off fucking limits.”[/b][/color] Troy didn’t wait for a response though, instead, he simply slugged the other boy in the face, dropping him to the ground. Easy, quick, effective. He looked down at the bully who had a shocked look on his face and shook his head, dropping a handkerchief down to him. [color=3545c4][b]”Final warning. The next time I see you fucking with any newbies, I feed you your fucking heart. Now, clean yourself up. And you…”[/b][/color]

Troy turned his attention to the incredibly, albeit, understandably, terrified children, [color=3545c4][b]”You have any more problems, just come to me first. I’ll handle it. Got it?”[/b][/color] The freshmen were frozen in fear, but, after Troy scoffed slightly, and moved his hand in a gesture meant to make them respond faster, one of them nodded and Troy took that as recognition, and with the boy on the floor finally starting to come to, Troy shooed the younglings off and they fled into the throngs of people, off to begin their careers at Beverly Hills High--short one bully.

Now, Troy turned his attention to the current situation: Audrey. A smirk appearing on his lips, Troy stuffed his hands into his pockets and headed across the field to the girl. Once he arrived, he turned his gaze onto Audrey, blatantly and purposefully ignoring her… entourage. [color=3545c4][b]”Hey, princess. Remember me? Don’t answer--of course you do. When you’re ready for round two, give daddy a call.”[/b][/color]  He shot the girl a wink, and then he strolled off into the crowds, disappearing.[/center]