Rook chuckled when she apologized for bumping into him. He noticed the blush spreading across her cheeks again.

"No worries," he assured her charmingly, raising his jello shot up. "Cheers." they tapped glasses (or small plastic cups) and gulped down their jello shots. The girl, though, obviously was not used to the intensity of alcohol, and seemed to try to dismiss her difficulty in swallowing it. Rook laughed. "Jack Daniels not your thing, eh?" she blushed shyly again. How cute, he thought to himself.

"Say, a girl like you could not possibly not attend my party tonight. Are you coming...?" he racked his m ind for her name, he knew he'd heard it somewhere. "Calle?" before she could answer, though, Flynn rammed into Rook from behind, playfully punching him in the shoulder.

"Heeeeeeeeey Rook! Who's this fine little vixen you got here?" Flynn nodded flirtaciously at Calle, winking with a small, playful growl.

"This is Calle. Calle, this is, from now on, your own personal asshole, Flynn."

"Nice to meet ya, Calle," Flynn greeted her with a nod.

"Calle's coming to the party tonight," Rook told him, though Calle had not actually answered yet.

"Reeeallllly? Well, Calle, you a Radical like us?"

Rook cleared his throat exaggeratedly. "Uh, Flynn, I don't think she's the Radical type. Not only that, but I would know if she was...I started them." Rook chuckled when Flynn laughed in spite of himself. Flynn then left for class since his next course, Chemistry, was on the other side of the building. Luckily, though, Rook and Calle would hopefully have a bit more time to talk now that the asshole was gone.

Rook adjusted his black, slanted baseball cap, studded with silver diamonds on his head to shield his attractive, darkly-lined eyes, casting a ghastly shadow across the rest of his face. Social Studies...exciting. He leaned back in his chair, propping up his heel of his black cumbers on the tray beneath the desk in front of him. His jet black hair hung in spikes in front of his eyes. He wore torn, dark skinny jeans and a dark purple sleeveless shirt that barely reached down to his navel, showing only a taste of his perfect abs; he was very proud of them and found no wrong in showing them off. Ostentatious? Why not. Layered ontop of it, he had donned a black leather vest that he had popped the collar of, giving him a mysterious aura. Numerous silver rings and several metallic chains adorned his pale wrists, a large silver cross also hung from his neck, flecked with red stones. He chewed on his lip ring, bored. He riased his hand and said, without waiting to be called on, "Ms. Reed, I have an obligation to attend to," he gestured to the door, then put his hands on chest. "if you don't mind?"

"Mr. Willows, students are not allowed to leave class early for any obligation. You know that. Now pay attention, hm?"

Rook paused for a moment, smiled charmingly and stood, taking a bow respectfully. "Understood." despite what his words warranted, he picked up his books, put them under his arm, and strode out of the classroom carelessly. The next bell would ring in a few mminutes anyway, it didn't matter. He waltzed to his locker undisturbed and opened it with a single kick. He placed his books in the top compartment and filled the pockets of his vest with four red jellow shots, spiked with Jack Daniel's, and grabbed an extra one for himself, which he swallowed easily in one gulp. The bell rang as he was leaving his locker. He purposely walked by his friend, Flynn's, last class and openly toss him a jellow shot. Flynn toasted to him briefly before drinking it down.

He was jus turning the corner when a petite girl bumped into him. She stood just shy of his neck. He chuckled when her expression became shyly apologetic. He could swear he noticed a fiant blush in the gentle swell of her cheeks, but he could have just imagined it. "S'cuse me," he said, lightly taking her shoulders to position her in front of him before she could walk away. He craned his neck lower to meet eye-to-eye with her. "Sorry bout that." he swiftly removed a jellow shot form his pocket and tossed it in the air a few times before offering it to her. "Care for a snack?" he got another one for himself, raising it in the air. "I'll toast ya."

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(( Ooc: okay, I need someone to be the teenage boy that is having a party at his house, and he goes to Calle's school, and that's where they meet eachother 8D
hope this is a good enough post to reply to, oh, and the boy can be cruel, nice, bossy, dominating, romantic, sweet, really...anything *shrugs* doesn't matter, and Calle here is an angel *points at the title* yup! ^//^
oh, and if you can't see the pic
here's the link to her bio
http://animeroleplayrealm.forummotion.com/rp-sign-up-f21/_calle_-hanako-t2930.htm )