Davia De Angelis (calculated_fate) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-02-28 00:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | davia, reggie |
Thursday - 9/27/07
Who: Davia and Reggie
When: Evening
What: Reggie has detention which means he has to put on a shirt and go out with Davia for pizza.
Things were still tense at home. She and Charlie had spoken, but the tension around their apartment could be cut with a knife and Davia wasn't certain when that was going to end. Of course that just made it that much nicer to get out of there tonight, even though she knew that she would probably spend most of the night thinking about the fact that Charlie too was out and wondering who he was out with and what they were doing and.. ugh, she really didn't care to think about any of those things. But if there was a single person that could perhaps provide a decent enough distraction, it was Reggie Skylar. The boy behaved as though he had little to no sense though he had far more than that and.. well he was fun to be around, even when he was being somewhat broody. But she had decided that neither of them was going to be brooding tonight. And if either of them started, well, she'd just have to come up with some way to get them to stop. That's all there was to it.
This was not a date, so she didn't dress as though she were going on a date but that wasn't to say that she didn't make an effort to look nice if for no other reason than to make Charlie question, at least internally, where it was she was going, and because it made her feel better about herself to look nice. Her blond hair was soft and fragrant, brushed until it shined like silk, and pulled up into a high and tight ponytail. She wore a white blouse that was tailored to fit her slim figure rather snugly and show off the curves of her form. If she were going on a date, she would have work a skirt, but instead, she wore a pair of jeans, nice ones of course, that too displayed nicely the curves of her body. She had on a pair of white K-Swiss tennis shoes and her makeup was minimal, a little lip gloss and a small amount of blush and some eyeliner. And of course she had on the perfume that Charlie liked, the coconut kind she had gotten from Bath and Body Works.
There wasn't really any conversation to be had between she and Charlie before Davia headed out shortly before sunset, jacket in hand, taking the tunnels to the educational building where her office was located and where Reggie was supposed to be meeting her to serve his detention. She arrived at her office just in time to watch the sun set from the window, something that always filled her with a certain degree of melancholy, before she forced that feeling away and focused instead on her computer where she sorted through a couple of emails while she waited for her companion for the evening to arrive.
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Reggie kept in mind while getting dressed that this was detention, and not a date. Of course he wanted to look good, well, it never took much for him to look good, but he put an extra effort in tonight. If nothing else, there would be some hot hunnies at the pizza place. This wasn't a date, so if he hooked up with someone, she wouldn't mind, would she? He wondered to himself, not wanting to be completely clueless, but not wanting to just make an asshat out of himself and assume either. So he splashed on some of his dads after shave, Armani.. the expensive shit, slipped into a pair of dark blue button fly levis that fit so perfectly in all the right places along his lower half. Snug on the nice ass, and a bit lose around the waist and legs. A nice short sleeve top, black.. one of those shirts that stuck to your chest like skin. Showing off the perfect define of his chest muscles, his eight pack abs, and every other muscle around his torso area as though he weren't even wearing a shirt. He slipped his feet into the pair of black and white DCs and then placed his hat on backwards, and headed out of his room.
It didn't take him long to reach Davia's office before he was barging in like usual and walking up to sin front of her desk. " Yo, what's crackalackin, Goldilocks? " He asked with a goofy grin, and gave a humorous wiggle of his eye brows. " You ready to bounce, or shall i leave you and the sunset alone for a minute? " He smirked, and then added. " Cause, I am ready to you know, serve my detention. Lets bounce. " He said, and then he started to sniff the air around him..inhaling deeply, and then acting like he was going to fall back. " I'm intoxicated by that smell yo. What is that? " He asked, already knowing what it was, because it was similar to the way a certain someone used to smell. Regardless of who wore it, it still smelled good, and yeah, it was very distracting. " You smell like a coconut..it's my favorite uhm..fruit to eat. " he wiggled his brows and then added. " You're not gonna give me an extra hour of detention for my crude nature now are ya? " He asked in a playful tone.
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Davia did not expect him to knock. That simply wasn't his style. So she didn't jump or look shocked at all when he barged into the room with all his usual swagger. The name calling was different, however, and she had to arch a brow as she looked up at him, the gesture seemingly pausing and fading away before it could reach its full potential because, well, she couldn't help but to notice that, yes, he was quite attractive, and the clothes he wore definitely made an effort to show that off.
"Uhm... No, I'm ready." She seemed distracted for a moment, but then she quickly managed to compose herself by glancing back at her computer screen and closing her email program down. She had just started to push herself up to her feet when he started to remark on her perfume, a smile tugging at her lips as she rolled her eyes at him. "Keep it up, and I just might."
Already she had called and arranged to have a cab pick them up on the outskirts of the campus to drive them into town. She didn't have a car, didn't even have a license, and she knew that students weren't allowed to keep vehicles on campus. Now it was a just a matter of getting off campus with him without anyone taking much notice.
"So we'll take the tunnels out to the grounds just, you know, less eyes and all that, and then there's a path we can take." She had taken the time to familiarize herself with the place since arriving, not really for events such as this one, but it certainly came in handy. And already she had decided that, were someone to catch them, she could simply claim ignorance about taking a student off campus and come up with some story about the logic behind it. She hadn't quite gotten that far just yet, as far as what the story would be, but she figured she could decide that on the fly if need be. She thought better that way regardless.
Grabbing her jacket, she was ready to go, her wallet in the pocket of her jeans. She rarely carried a purse. She led the way into the hall and then locked her office door, taking the lead to head down to the tunnels since she knew the direction they were going.
"So you've managed to go a few days without getting into trouble." She remarked once they were inside of the tunnel and away from ears that may want to listen in on their conversation. "Seems wearing a shirt is working out for you so far then. How do you feel about that? You know, not having to be sent to my office or have your dad being called every day?"
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Reggie just laughed, it was fun toying with Miss Davia diva woman. He liked that he could, and that she , most of the time laughed about it as well. She had what was called, a sense of humor. Something that a lot of the asshats in this place lacked. " Yeah, yeah, anything to get an extra hour with me, aint that right? " He asked with a huge grin on his lips. " Are we walking? " he asked as he followed right beside her. " Are we taking a bus? You know I got a car right? Well, my pops took it away from me, but he gots it here, and it’s mine. " Reggie said with a laugh. " I could just you know, " barrow" it. Can you guess what kind of a car driving guy I am? If you guess right, then you get a prize. " He said with a chuckle. " You’ll never guess it. " Reggie arched a brow with curiosity as she spoke about taking the tunnels, and less eyes. " Damn, you act like there’s something to hide. Cant sponsors take their whatever I am to you off campus? " He asked, but quickly was onto another topic.
"You don’t take compliments very well, do ya? " Reggie asked, and then added. " I thought, you know, a simple thanks, would have sufficed. " He said glancing towards the blonde haired beauty. " You know, you smell good... gee, thanks Reg, you don’t smell too bad yourself, and I do! You know, I even took a shower? Just so that my balls wouldn’t stank like sweat" Reggie laughed, and nodded his head. " Sho’nuff. " Reggie, while to some he may not have seemed very bright or intuitive about things, on the contrary he was, when he wanted to be, pretty smart. He obtained things, captured moments the way a camera did. Every time he’d given Davia a compliment, or a comment on her beauty, or anything that was in regards to her, and that was a positive thing.. She’d always put herself down, or not accept the compliments without some sort of reverse come back.
He shrugged his shoulders. " It’s too bad that you’re my sponsor cause yo ass is cute, and I’d hook up with you. " He said with his eyes glancing behind them and getting a good look at that ass. He wanted to just smack it, and under any other circumstances, he probably would have, no, he would have. But, last thing he wanted was to get into trouble, or have her really make his ass serve detention. So, he passed on the ass smackin, and just settled for getting a good look instead. Reggie’s eyes glanced around as they walked through the tunnels, until she spoke to him, and caught his attention. " It’s not working out, I fuckin hate wearing shirts, but you know, it is what it is. Cant help it that my ass is too hot for all them bitches, er women. " He corrected himself with an innocent little grin. "Eh, I wouldn’t mind getting into some trouble and coming to see you everyday, since you know, you’re hot, and I like getting into trouble, but having my pops pissed at me.. Yeah, I can go without that. " He said, and just left it at that. " So, whatcha been up to all week? Crackin out that whip? " He asked with a playful laugh.
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"How about we just call a cab?" The idea of borrowing anything from his father, whether it was actually his or not, definitely didn't sit well with her. The question, however, interested her and she found herself frowning a little as she thought about it. "A truck?" For some reason, even though she was certain with her father's position at the school he could afford to drive whatever he wanted, she pictured him driving an older model pickup truck, or maybe one of those older cars that most people didn't drive. He seemed to her to be the type that would appreciate something that was a little more vintage. "Honestly, I don't know. I didn't ask." She probably should have, but that all seemed irrelevant right now.
A small blush formed in her cheeks when he called her on her inability to take compliments, and she took a shy glance towards him before she shrugged her shoulders slightly. "I guess I just don't see what everyone else sees. That makes it kind of hard to just.. say thank you, I suppose." She shrugged again and then added with a smile, "And you do smell nice. I'm glad you took a shower and all that." She wouldn't want to hang around with a smelly boy even if she doubted she would be near enough to him to really know what his balls smelled like. That thought was a little bit disgusting.
"Thank you." There. That was better, right? She took the compliment and didn't blush and didn't shy away from it or anything. "How about this, Reggie... You don't have to get into trouble to come see me. Any time you need to talk or.. whatever, you know, just stop by." She smiled. "That'll keep your pops off your back more than you getting into a mess just to hang out." The question about how her week was, however, made the smile fade rather quickly. She gave a small shrug of her shoulders as she led the way to the tunnel exit. "Tense." At home, not in class. Though class was still a head trip. It was so odd to be teaching.
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" Cabs can be fun" He said, and then smirked. Thinking back to the times when he and Ami rode around town in a cab. It was funny thinking about how they made the driver nearly crash every time. He didn’t say much, and just kept his thoughts about that to himself. Talking about Ami wasn’t something he was keen on doing. He thought about her enough. "Back home, at my moms house, I got a truck, it’s nothing great, my mom hates it, my dad thinks it’s amusing, and me, well , lets just say that it’s true to it’s name. " He paused for a moment and then glanced over at her with a grin. " The pussy wagon. My ex actually got it for me. " he said with a frown, and then shrugged his shoulders. " for my sixteenth birthday though my mom and dad got me a . It’s silver, 2006 Lamborghini. Black on the inside, nice sound system, you know all the works. It’s a ride, flashy, get the attention of chicks." Reggie said, though he didn’t sound so, enthused about his nice and very expensive car. Not nearly as enthused as he was when he spoke about the pussy wagon.
"Of course your ass don’t see what everyone else does, you’re a Vampire girl, you aint got no reflection. " Reggie chuckled. " FIY, I dig vampire chicks. I messed around one time with this chick and she said she was a blood sucker, but I thought the bitch was smoking too much bud, and then we were making out, kissing all hard and heavy and then she bit me! " Reggie said. " The bitch bit me hard...and I liked it. " He laughed, and shook his head. " Got my ass kicked by my pops though, he didn’t like me playing around with a vampire too much. Oh well, you know, I’m gonna do what I’m gonna do weather he likes it or not. " Reggie sighed and just kept walking. " Shit, we there yet? " He asked and then gave Davia the eye. " Anytime I need to talk? What about the " whatever"? " He asked with a suggestive brow. " So, you think I smell good eh? Coo, cause I think you smell good too...put us together and you gots you a nice smelling..uh...something. " He laughed. That was Reggie, the one to always laugh about everything. Life was just full of games, and jokes. The only thing he ever really took seriously was, football, and even that he was known to screw around from time to time and get in trouble.
" So..you live with this guy? The one you're in love with? While he dates other chicks? That's some crazy shiznit, man. I couldn't do it..for real, I'd kill the mofo. There's no fucking way I'd live with Ami while she was seeing that fucker. When it comes to her and him, naw, fuck all that. " Reggie scoffed at the thought, the mere idea of it all, and no way. No chance in hell would he do what this chick here was doing. " If I were you, I'd pack my shit and move into my own place. If he wants to see you, he'll know where to find you. That's just logic, sweetheart. I am not the smartest guy around, but I aint a dumb shit either. Why do you stick around? " He asked, yeah, maybe she love the guy, but if they guy wasn't feelin the same, then she was for a lifetime, no, an eternity of disappointment. " Finally, at last we reach an exit. Good, i am getting past hunger state. that makes Reggie very cranky. " He said, but of course with his usual goofy smile.
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"I don't think our cab ride is going to be fun in quite that way." Davia had to laugh though, because she did catch on to what he was implying when he said that cabs were fun. She was sure they could be. She had experienced it first hand a time or two. She and Morgan had nearly caused a driver to wreck more than once when they would be riding back to her place, Morgan's place that is, after work. Any time they stayed the night at Davia and Charlie's place, Charlie always picked the two of them up. He was sweet like that, even back then. "Oh my god, like in that movie?" She asked, and then shook her head. "Good film. Interesting ride. And I wouldn't even know how to react to a Lamborgini. I actually don't even know how to drive."
"Uhm, vampires can see their own reflections. That's just a myth." She couldn't tell if he was just being silly or if he really thought that. "That's dangerous. I can see why he would be worried about you. I mean, if you hook up with a vampire that's young and doesn't have control, you could get killed. Very easily. Even if you are part demon." She was clearly concerned about that news. "We're almost there." A brow arched again as he mentioned the whatever, a small smirk gracing her lips. "Well, I don't know. What do you think the whatever is?" She laughed then, and shook her head. He was an odd boy. That wasn't a bad thing just... his sense of humor wasn't exactly what she would have expected the first time she saw him.
"It's more complicated than that." They had lived together long before they had ever become involved, but that wasn't to say that the thought of moving into an apartment that wasn't his hadn't crossed her mind. "We don't bring people home though. I mean, not now. We did in LA but we weren't involved when we were living in LA. And now there's Maggie. She... she's is niece, the reason we came here and... I help look after her. It's just easier for us to all be under the same roof." She didn't expect him to really understand it. She didn't expect that there was really anyone that would, but it made sense to her, most of the time. When things were good between them, at least.
Davia rolled her eyes as he remarked on his tummy. At least pizza was normally a fast food to come across. And there was a buffet place in town she had read about online. That would probably be the best place for them to go. He sounded like he could probably eat both of their money's worth. "We'll be there soon."
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" The cab ride is whatever you make it, golielocks. " Reggie replied with a wiggle of his brows. He was a joker, always goofing around be it by his words or his actions. Things were easier that way, simple, and rejection wasn't so bad. He could always play it off if he acted like he was joking about everything. besides, nine out of ten times, it almost got him laid. Almost. " Yup! You seen that movie? It's bomb, and one of my favorite movies. Ami knew i'd go ape shit over the truck, and she always knew what i liked, and what i loved. I don't know how much she paid for that truck, but I think it was from her writing. My ex girlfriend is a talented poet. Then again, she has many talents. " Reggie smirked with a small laugh.
" Shut the fuck up! Are you serious? You don't know how to drive? Damn, that sucks. I've been driving since I was nine. " reggie laughed. " You know me and my best friend stole his dads truck when we were nine and decided to cruze around town. We got our asses busted, but it was worth it. I am gonna have to teach you.. if you let me. It'll be fun. " He said thinking about the time when he tried to teach Ami how to drive...funny ass shit considering she almost drove right into the damn school front entrance..and almost killed me, herself, and a shit load of dumb-asses that were in the way. " Reggie laughed again, but his laughter died down, and a frown started to form. It was sad that most of all his memories were made up of him, Ami, and his best friend Jarred. He'd known them both since they were just kids, five years old. Well, Jarred, Ami he hadn't really started hanging out with till they were both around ten or so. All the same , it made him feel, half empty, and he wasn't sure if there would ever be anyone who would fill that emptiness inside of him. There was only one girl, and she was the one who had his heart, his whole heart, and even still.
" Really? I didn't know that. I thought vampires had no reflections. " He said, and shrugged his shoulders. " I learn something new everyday. That's coo, so then you can see how beautiful you are. " Reggie listened to all Davia had to say about the dangers of messing around with vampires, and then he just shrugged. " Well, there was a part of me that didn't give a shit. Ami had left me for the million and one time, and I was drunk, coked out of my mind. I guess some part of me hoped the bitch was a blood sucker, and that she would put me out of my misery. " He said with a sad tone. That was often how Ami made him feel. Like life without her, wasn't worth caring for or living for. " Oh, and what i think the " whateva " is can be a loaded question, sure you wanna know what i think? " He laughed and let it go, for now.
"Complicated, eh? That's life aint it? if only everything could just be fuckin simple. Guess then life would be boring. " He shrugged and let out a sigh. The thought of Ami always seem to bring his mood down. At least soon he'd be stuffing his face with pizza and for the moment, there would be no thoughts of Ami, or at least he hoped.
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"You're... incorrigible." That was the best word that Davia could think of to describe him. He was definitely something else. And she liked him. He was sweet. She wondered if anyone else saw that or if they all stopped at the goofy and crude way he presented himself and didn't bother to look any further. That would be a shame if that were the case. "Of course I've seen it. Who hasn't? It's an incredible movie." It was a good thing that this wasn't a date. If it had been, he would have completely screwed it up. All he seemed able to talk about was Ami but she seemed rather fixated on talking about Charlie too.
"Charlie is supposed to teach me but.." She gave a small shrug of her shoulders. "Might be better to learn from you." She relied on him too much and that needed to stop. She needed to give him space and, in turn, take some space of her own. It was important if she was going to be able to make this whole fucked up situation between them work. "I've never known anyone for that long." She wished that she had, that she could claim these longterm friends that knew her better than she knew herself, but she didn't. There was only Charlie, and Sydni too, but where had that gone other than down the tubes?
"I can definitely understand that." She had been doing the same thing, had felt the same way, when she had slept with Caibre and Kat. She had been in the middle of self-destructing and for no real reason, or so it would seem. David had really done a number on her though. And the situation with Charlie and Sydni at the time, well, that hadn't helped matters any. God, if she could make Reggie feel better in some way, she would. But she couldn't. No one could really. She smiled as he mentioned the whatever again. "Guess I'll just wait and see then."
After they exited the tunnel, it didn't take long to hit the main strip and from there it wasn't hard to hail a cab. The pizza buffet place was across town. She gave the driver the directions to the place as she climbed in and handed him enough case to pay for the ride. "So does Ami know... what you are?" He may not want to talk about her, but he probably needed to. And she was perfectly okay with listening.
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Reggie laughed at that one, and then nodded his head. “ Yup, I’ve been called that a lot of times. Incorrigible. You know, I gotta live up to my reputation and all. “ He said with a playful tone. He laughed again, and glanced over at the blonde hair bauty. “ Yeah, it’s a pretty dope movie. I’ve watched them a million times. That chick is bad ass. I wouldn’t want to get on her shit list. “ He said, and thought about it for a moment before adding. “ then again, getting an ass kicking from her, might be pretty fucking hot. “ He laughed.
“ Might be better? Naw, would be better, and fun times. Trust me, let me teach you, and you’ll become a proper driver. Fo’ sho. “ Once they were in the cab Reggie didn’t say much, he just sat there thinking. It wasn’t until she spoke that he turned his gaze and attention back to her, and smiled. “ you’re pretty cool, not sure if I already told you that, but you are, and waiting is the fun part, not to mention I am all about surprises. I’ll let ya know. “ He said in reply to the whateva again. Reggie thought about her question for a few, and then he answered with a shrug of his shoulders.
“ I told her, but I don’t think she really ever believed me. For a long time I didn’t believe it myself. It wasn’t something I talked about really. My mom didn’t approve, and my dad secretly filled my head with all this shit, and I always just felt like I was being pulled and ripped into two. I think she got it though when I burned practically burned his face off. Good thing he’s got a plastic surgeon for an uncle, eh? “ Reggie laughed taking pride in fucking up that assholes face. “ What about you? Your family? Are they all vampires? Are they still alive? How about your uh.. sire. You know the person that turned you. Is he or she still around?"
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"Hmm, you don't have to, but I think you want to." Davia had to call him on that. He liked having the reputation that he had. It was pretty easy to see that. And that was cool. A lot of people wore masks, and she knew that that's what this was for him. He had been through a lot, or so it seemed, and it was easier to just portray a person than to be the person that he actually was. She got that. She had been "Shaye" for a while, after all. That had been a very fucked up time of her life. "You aren't just joking." She said that before she had a chance to think about it, and then she blushed a little. "I usually like brunettes better though." Morgan had been a brunette with beautiful green eyes.
"Then we'll do it one night. Though not sure that I can ever get an actual license considering that I can't go out in the daytime and I don't even have a birth certificate." Her id was as fake as they came. She had had to get it made just so she could get a job at a strip club back in LA. It was a good thing that Charlie knew people out there. "Still, it would be good to know how to drive." She gave a small shrug of her shoulders. She smiled when he told her that she was cool. "Thanks. And good. I could use a surprise every now and then."
Uncomfortable questions. Those always seemed to come up when he was around. And she visibly tensed when he mentioned her family. "Well I already told you about my mother. My real father was.. David, the man who raised me and then sired me, he killed him before I was born." She gave a small shrug of her shoulders. "I never knew him. And as far as I know, David's still alive but I have no idea where he is." She scoffed a little. "I don't really care to ever see him again either." She frowned deeply. "He wasn't a very good man." The last words were whispered. She couldn't say them out loud. And she wouldn't go into more detail than that but she probably didn't need to. It wasn't difficult to figure it out.
"So what do you like on your pizza?" Change of subject, to something that would put them both in a better mood. "Ever been to the place we're going before? The buffet place? I hope the pizza's good. The website says you can request any kind you want and they'll bring it out to you and let you take all you want before they put the rest of it on the bar for anyone else to try."
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“ There’s a lot of things I want, but the reputation, it sort of just follows me. It’s all good. I wouldn’t be me without it. “ He smirked He didn’t catch on to what she was talking about when she said he wasn’t just joking, but he didn’t question it so it wouldn’t come up as to what she was referring to. Reggie didn’t like to talk about things that would expose the real him. It made him far too uncomfortable. “ Yo, you aint gotta have a license just knowing how to drive, and being able to get into a car and just fucking go is one of the greatest feelings in the world. You know right after some good sex, a blow job, and porn. Knowing how to drive, and owning a car gives you freedom. So I think we should. I should teach you, and if I behave and be the perfect little demon son for my father, then I can pretty much get anything from him, like my car. “ He gave that cute little deceitful grin.
“ I feel like an asshat! My bad, I know you told me about your ma already. Sometimes it’s hard for me to remember things. Not remember, but just search for them in my head. There’s so much shit in there. “ Reggie listened intently while davia spoke about her family, and he would try to keep it all fresh in his mind so that he wouldn’t ask again. He could feel how she was feeling. Weird, that sometimes, he actually could feel what others were feeling. It didn’t happen often, but when he really cared, or was paying close attention to someone.. those were the times when it happened.
A change of subject was much in need, and welcomed. “ you name the pizza, I dig it. I like pizza almost more then I like pussy! “ he said with a laugh, but he was as serious as a hard-on. “ I could live off pizza, any style, and flava, and any shape. Pizza is all I ever want to eat..” He said, and then paused before correcting himself. “ Well, maybe not the only thing I like to eat but we wont talk about that. After all, you’re my sponsor. “ He chuckled and gave her a playful little nudge to her shoulder. “ oh snap! You said buffet, that means all I can eat pizza. Hell to the yeah, you rock…uh, you know for being a teacher and all. Sponsor, whateva. “
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"It's a deal then. You can teach me how to drive if you can come up with the car to teach me in. But maybe not the really expensive one." That thought made her nervous. If she wrecked it, his father might have her head on a silver platter and he didn't strike her as the type of man that she wanted to get on the bad side of. "And I'll just take your word for that. Not really a huge fan of porn and, well, I don't have the right sort of equipment to know what a blow job feels like." She smirked a little as she shrugged her shoulders. She had often times thought about that though, and how cool it would be to just be a man for a single day and know what that sort of thing was like. But every girl had thoughts like that one, right? Just like she was sure that every man was curious about what it was like for a woman.
"It's okay." She didn't really like to talk about it, but it was okay that he asked. And she wasn't angry because he forgot or anything. She had only mentioned it once and briefly, very briefly, almost in passing. If she had gone into details, surely he would remember, but that wasn't something she was willing to do even still. There were some things he didn't need to know. The fact that she saw her mother die and the fact that David had spent years sexually assaulting her were two of those things.
"Yeah," She laughed. "Please spare me those details. And I know. You said that already." More than once, but she was glad that they got along. She had barely had the chance to get to know her other charge, the girl was so timid. But she would work on it. She just had to find the right angle. "And this is supposed to be punishment, remember?" She reminded him playfully, the driver turning onto the street where the buffet bar was located. "So don't go back to school bragging about how your sponsor is so cool and takes you out for pizza on a school night. That won't do at all." He pulled up to the curb so they could climb out. She'd have to hail another one for the ride back, if they didn't just decide to walk off a few of those pizza-induced calories.
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“Snaptastic! That sounds coo’ it’ll be a hell of a ride, Golielocks!” Reggie said with a firm nod of his head, and a laugh. “ I’ll come up with a car, you can leave that to me. You just be ready to learn how to drive, Reggie style. “ He said wiggling his eye brows. Reggie glanced over at davia with his jaw dropped open, and a look of just.. shock on his face. “ You’re fucking joking, right? How can anyone not be a fan of porn? Seriously, I cant even imagine living life without porn. I’ve got a whole collection of it, yo. For real, my best friend got me a porn disk for everyday of the year a couple years back for Christmas. Not sure how he got hooked up with the money to buy it, probably his rich ass girl. “ Reggie said with a shrug.
“ I’ve got porn that comes in all shapes, sizes, races, I even got porn where chicks be getting it on with animals…that shit is pretty funny. “ He laughed, and then added. “ I’ll loan ya some any time if you’re ever up for it. As for the blow job… it feels like if you were to inject ecstasy into your bloodstream, but even better than that. “ He explained “ Okay, so one, I shouldn’t be talking to my sponsor about blow jobs, because well, it’s wrong. “ Reggie said, but with a mocking tone of voice, and his sad little puppy dog eyes peering over at her. “ And well, if I keep at it, I’m gonna give myself wood, and yeah. “ He laughed.
Some things, things like what Davia had been through, probably good that Reggie didn’t know. It would probably freak him out.. he couldn’t even imagine what it’d be like to watch your mother die. He’d flip and go ape shit all over the place if he had to witness something like that, and being sexually abused.. well, that just fucking sucked, and he’d probably wanna kill the person who had done that to her. So what if he didn’t know Davia very well, or the person who had hurt her. Fucked up was fucked up, and that was fucked up. Reggie wasn’t in touch with his half demon side. The side of him that was supposed to be diabolic and twisted like his father. He didn’t get off on hurting people, and the thought of being a cruel fucker, well it just wasn’t tasteful to Reggie. He didn’t understand how people could just do fucked up things to other people just for shits and giggles.
“ Punishment, right! No worries, I aint gonna go back and rat ya out. “ He chuckled. “ Thanks, in case I forget to tell you later. This is you know, nice of you. People haven’t always been so nice to me. “ He said, and then let it go. He didn’t want to get all emo on her. Reggie could be overly sensitive, and broody, and just down right emotional if he let himself get too caught up in his feelings or thoughts about most things in his life. Once the taxi pulled up to the place Reggie reached into his pocket, and pulled out some money to pay the guy. Not giving Davia a chance to pay first. He then climbed out and waited before following beside her into the place. “ So, prepare for total domination. It’s on like fucking donkey kong, and you’re gonna be put to shame. Back home, I am the king of pizza eating..don’t go getting any crazy ideas of defeating me. “
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Davia was quickly finding out that there was very little that was off limits for Reggie. When something came to mind, he said it and it didn't matter what it was. She almost admired that. He was rude and crude but he was a good person underneath all of that, vulnerable, and she could easily see that side of him which made it easier for her to tolerate the rest of it. She liked him. She thought they could be good friends. But that didn't mean that she didn't anticipate a challenge when it came to managing him as a student.
He would soon find out that Davia had no intention of trying to out eat him, and she would find out that there was no way at all that that would be possible even if she had intended it. He nearly ate the buffet out of house and home over a very lengthy conversation that covered a wide range of topics, some there was okay to talk about, and some that really weren't okay at all.
The night would end with them both back at the school, Reggie complaining about having gas on the cab ride home and Davia spending the entire time with her nose covered. She would bid him goodnight with a thank you and a handshake before heading back to her apartment, the weight of the trip back hitting her hard along the way as she wondered whether or not Charlie would be back.
She had made it all the way to the door of the building before deciding that she really didn't want to know, so she turned around and headed back towards the school, to her office. There was a couch there. It was comfortable enough. And it would be better than going back to the apartment and having to sit there alone.