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Sergio watched her for a moment, ignoring the people gathering around. She really wasn't going to make this easy. She definitely didn't seem like the type to just back down from a challenge. It looked like he was just eating his own words from earlier, about not trying to fight her. Did she really believe she could take him? He wanted to laugh at the thought. That was a first, a chick pushing towards a fight with him. Usually they threw themselves at him, for other reasons. He reached the end of his countdown. This is what she wanted. In one swift movement, he grabbed her arm, that held his keys. Spinning her around, while holding her arm behind her back, he shoved her roughly against a car. Making sure to press his body into her, preventing her from moving. Frankly, it felt too easy to be able to pin her like this. Maybe she was holding back. With his free hand, he snatched his key out of her hand. Feeling victorious, he leaned down towards her ear. "Did you want to make a fool of yourself?" He chuckled. If she was going to push at his buttons, then he would do the same right back at her. This was meant to be fun, yet he wasn't having fun. |
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Hannah groans softly at the sudden escalation of things. A part of her was surprised he even chose o retaliate, he seemed like the kind of guy who’d just shrug it off and not do anything. Hannah had no doubt that he likely had his pick of girls, everybody wanted a piece of the ‘bad boy’. She wanted to piss him off, but with the way things were going, it seemed unlikely. But then again, she wasn’t about to go to all this trouble for nothing. By now, there was quite a gathering outside the house, watching them. It would be absolutely humiliating if this didn’t work, so all she had to do was make sure it did. Hannah struggled underneath him, she had no idea what he hoped to achieve from this. He certainly wasn’t getting her apology, or her surrender. “Do you?” Hannah asked him softly, keeping her voice even and controlled. The last thing she needed right now was for him to catch on to what she was doing. She moved as close to him as she could, being shoved against a car wasn’t awfully comfortable, surprisingly. Hannah stepped partly down from the sidewalk, onto the road. If she pulled this off, he likely wouldn’t appreciate it very much, or at all, but it’s be hilarious. She twisted one of her ankles around his leg, she leaned her body into his. With a chuckle, she pulled her ankle towards her, hopefully setting him off balance enough, she turned as much as she could before she would break her own arm, she pushed his chest away from her, watching with a grin as he fell flat on his back. Crouching down beside him, she whispered to him “How’d that feel huh?” |
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Sergio landed with a thud. He groaned, basically getting the wind knocked out of him. He recovered fairly quickly, sending a glare towards Hannah. So this was how it was going to go. Shoving his keys into his pocket, he didn't waste a second longer. Now having an audience, he wouldn't let her embarrass him like that. His fighting instincts were quickly kicking in. Taking only mere seconds, to find an opening for his next attack. Gripping her ankle, he yanked it out from under her. Her fall wasn't as far as his. Smoothly climbing on top of her, he straddled her hips. Grabbing a hold of her wrists, he held them above her head with one hand. He chuckled as he gazed down at her. "Try again." He smirked. At first he wasn't a fan of her little stunt, but now he was once again finding entertainment in it. Of course, this wasn't a real fight, he wasn't going to swing at her. The main goal being, trying to restrain the feisty girl. He had to give her some credit though. She was a quick on her feet. She had caught him off guard with the leg move. That was probably his fault, he stopped to relish in his short victory. He leaned down, "Can we get a move on, or do you want to roll around a little longer and give the people a show worth their while?" He questioned, a tiny smirk pulling at one corner of his lip. Frankly, he was satisfied with the taste he got of her fighting style. Did he think she was better fighter than him? No. The little bit of credit he'd given her was enough. In his opinion. |
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Hannah huffed, feeling his weight on her. She probably shouldn’t have taunted him, it would have been better to just leave it, because now this wasn’t the best look for her. Hannah knew he wouldn’t actually hit her, somebody sees it and the cops’ll have him in cuffs in ten seconds flat. She didn’t want this game to end, before it had officially begun, but she was not letting him get away with this. Hannah shifted under his weight, he was by far a lot bigger and stronger than she was, but that didn’t necessarily mean he was better than her. “Watch it, people are going to think you’re flirting with me” Hannah turned to look over at the group of people, with every second she was on the floor, the group grew in numbers. She could hear the shouts and whistles from where she was. Whatever they thought was going on, it was clearly the opposite. Hannah knew she wouldn’t be able to beat him strength-wise, she’d have to be smart about it. Letting her arms drop to the ground, she gave up struggling, it wasn’t going to work. She’d have to find another way. “Well if you insist” Hannah smiled innocently at him, but anyone could see the lack of innocence in it. Finding her footing, she braced her feet on the ground. She used her elbow to push his arm away, just enough to slip one of her wrists out from his grip. With a free hand now, she smirked, pushing on his side, just enough to slide out from under him. Without hesitating, she grabbed the keys out of his pocket while she could. |
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Sergio watched, dumbly as she slipped out from under him. Getting into a crouched position, he stuck his tongue in his cheek, as he sent a glare her way. In no way was this flirty, or them getting frisky, but he knew what it looked like from another perspective. He didn't really care what their audience thought about the situation. All he knew was this Hannah girl irritated him. This girl just wouldn't back down. At this point, he was certain if he put her in cuffs to restrain her, she would probably managed to weasel her way out. No longer finding this amusing, he stood up to his full height. Turning towards the crowd, he shooed them with one hand. A thought coming to him, he smirked. "Shows over, punks." He hollered to them. Glancing down at Hannah now, a mischievous sparkle in his eyes. "Lets finish what we started back at my place, baby." He said it loud enough for the crowd to hear. For extra affect he patted her hip and winked at her. A second wave of whistles and cheers coming from the males in the crowd. If he couldn't beat her at a simple scuffle then, he'd embarrass her in other ways. Assuming that she wasn't the type to sleep around, he figured she wouldn't like this stunt of his. The way she said people would think he was flirting with her, helped him come to that conclusion. He knew what this would like to other girls. They would be jealous, that Sergio Reyes took her to his bed, instead of another girl. Only feeding into the crowds belief that they were going to hook up. This would definitely be the newest gossip of the school. He was never one to brag about the number of girls he's taken to bed, or who he sleep with. The word always managed to get out, even if he said nothing of it. It didn't bother him though. If anything he would probably get praised for "conquering" Hannah Sherwood. Sergio didn't see it like that, but then again kids in his year were strange like that. He didn't wait for the crowd to fully begin dispersing, or on Hannah. Wanting to get a move on, while the night was still young. He shoved his hands into his jeans pocket once more. Frankly, he was still irked she took his keys again, but he was holding onto the fact that his car was a manual. Not many knew how to drive them. |
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Hannah watched him carefully, letting her ego get in the way of logic. She wasn’t overly surprised by it, her ego was definitely way too big for her own good, it usually got her into some particularly nasty situations. But she couldn’t help, no way was she going to not use it to her advantage either. With a victorious grin on her face, she stood and slid the keys into her pocket. No way was she, after all this trouble., going to just give up. She knew he couldn’t beat her, whether if it was because she was purely too good at it, or maybe he’d had a few drinks, she didn’t care. Either way, she was winning at a game that hadn’t even started. Watching him get up, Hannah eyed him, wary of his next move. She doubted that after all that, he’d bother trying to beat her, again. This had already been enough of a humiliation for him as it was, she would almost feel bad for him if she had to put him on his ass again. Almost. Taking a moment to comprehend his words, her grin dropped. Replaced quite quickly with a glare that would make puppies cry. Smacking his hand away from her, she decided to ignore his comment. By now, she just wanted to get away from all these eyes and figure out this game of theirs. Turning back to the crowd, she stuck her middle finger up at a few boys making obnoxious noises. “You better fucking watch your mouth, I don’t want to have to drop you on your ass again, tough guy” Hannah whispered to him through gritted teeth. It was quite a struggle not to just slap him across the face. But she knew if she did, that definitely wouldn’t count as a friendly fight, it’d be serious and he would likely just hate her. Hannah didn’t particularly care what he thought of her, but she was curious to see where this game was going to go, so it was probably in her best interest not to overly piss him off. A little pissed off was fine, but not too far. She knew after his little stunt, she was bound to have some girls jealous at school the next day. Putting it to the back of her mind, Hannah walked besides him, playing with his keys. Although she was quite happy she’d won, she’d make sure to get payback for his little comment. “So where we goin?” |
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Making sure they were out of the sight of anyone's prying eyes, he playfully nudged her shoulder. Already going back into his relaxed self, that first approached her. "Oh come on. Admit it. You liked me being on top of you." He teased. Letting out a deep laugh, as they walked side by side. He probably wouldn't have jumped back into his easy going self, if he had left it at him getting beat by Hannah Sherwood. Yes, his fat ego was left bruised, but to him, he made it even. She knocked him on his ass in front of a huge crowd, and he started a rumor that they were sleeping together. It was fair in his book. Although, he didn't doubt that she would get back at him for it. "School." He said simply. That was an issue for another day. He stopped at a crimson metallic colored sports car. The windows were tinted. Turning towards her, he tilted his head at her. Eyeing his keys in her hand, he leaned against his car. "You better know how to drive stick, or I'm gonna be pissed you wasted my god damn time." His tone was stern. Of course, even after their scuffle, he would still be possessive over his car and who drove it. He looked her up and down in clear annoyance of her, but begrudgingly climbed into the passenger side. With his height and general build he looked too big for a car like this. He adjusted his seat, giving himself more leg room. He looked pissed off, arms crossed over his chest an all. |
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Hannah looked at him, partly offended. “You know, you could have just asked” she teased, grinning at him. Letting her nerves ease, she was partly glad he wasn’t trying to wrestle the keys back from her. All hell would break loose as the word got out about the two of them. She was dreading the next day. Whatever happened the following day, would be entirely Sergios’ fault. If some girl came up to her and got all jealous about it, Hannah was definitely going to find a way to use it against him, somehow. She wasn’t about to let her reputation be tarnished by something like this, if that meant knocking him to his ass in front of everyone again, so be it. Whistling softly at the car, she grinned. It was no doubt a nice car, he definitely had taste. Well, thinking back to the girls he’d slept with, he clearly didn’t have much taste, or maybe his standards were just so low that he didn’t care. Hannah wouldn’t be surprised if half of those hook-ups had purely been for his reputation. Sliding into the car, she scoffed. “I’m not an idiot, obviously I can drive stick”. She wasn’t lying, but it wasn’t exactly the whole truth either. She did know how to drive stick, but the only experience she’d with it was all from street races. “So, where to?” |
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Sergio refused to let a smile slip past, at her comment. Weirdly enough he liked the fact that he could tease her without her getting immediately offended. When he tried that with other girls they would either cry, pout, or get pissed off, but that didn't stop him. Could they not take a joke? He liked that she just went with it, it was a change that he could get used to. "The school." He said answering her question of where they were headed. Gripping her wrist, he glared at her. "You put a scratch on my baby and you're gonna have bigger problems than a rumor." He threatened. Dropping her wrist just as quickly. He faced forward. If she did managed to damage his car, it wouldn't be cheap to fix. He wasn't made of money, nor did he come from a family with money. He didn't trust her in the slightest, yet here he was letting her drive his car. Only because it was such a hassle to keep his keys from her. She was a persistent one. At least now, they were finally getting to their new found game. |
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Hannah nodded and started the engine. The sound was practically liquid heaven, he really didn't spare any expense on this thing, huh? Shooting a glance at him, she smiled before pulling onto the street. She noticed how smooth it went. "Yeah yeah, I get it". A part of her was glad he let her drive, even if it purely was because she had been an annoying bitch about it. It had worked, hadn't it? Hannah was slightly sad when she pulled into the School parking lot. The car had been incredible to drive, it felt great. He had a right to be so protective of the thing. Turning off the engine, Hannah checked her phone. Scrolling through the hundreds of messages, she sighed, deciding to properly look through them later. She had seen the contacts, it was entirely all jealous girls who had heard about her and Sergio. Great. "What now?" |
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