[Kili looks up immediately as the door opens, desperate for some kind of distraction. Brown eyes widen as Tauriel walks in. Tall, beautiful, and a complete knockout, Kili's been crushing on her since he first saw her, but he's never quite had the courage to speak with her.
She sits down next to him and his heart skips. He realizes after a moment that he's staring and pulls out a notebook, feigning homework. He scrawls out a message and gives Tauriel's foot a gentle nudge, pushing the notebook towards her so she can see.]
hey can i have your number why are you here
what brings you to my part of town this lovely afternoon?
[Her gaze slides sidelong. It's Kili Oakenshield, one of those boys her foster brother can't stand and yet she's always considered to be pretty good looking. Always funny, rather sweet, and pretty tough - on the rugby team, after all.
Casually, she leans down to dig into her backpack, pulling out a notepad and pen and setting both down casually on her desk.]
Kili grins. Maybe this detention won't be so bad after all.]
you, skipping class?
[He's heard rumor here and there of what the co-captain of the archery team has been getting up to, but the thing with rumors is that usually they're not exactly true.]
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She sits down next to him and his heart skips. He realizes after a moment that he's staring and pulls out a notebook, feigning homework. He scrawls out a message and gives Tauriel's foot a gentle nudge, pushing the notebook towards her so she can see.]
heycan i have your numberwhy are you herewhat brings you to my part of town this lovely afternoon?
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Casually, she leans down to dig into her backpack, pulling out a notepad and pen and setting both down casually on her desk.]
skipped class. i'm a bad girl =)
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Kili grins. Maybe this detention won't be so bad after all.]
you, skipping class?
[He's heard rumor here and there of what the co-captain of the archery team has been getting up to, but the thing with rumors is that usually they're not exactly true.]
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[She offers him a one shouldered shrug, slumping a little in her seat so she can stretch out those long legs of hers.]
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[Oh. Hang on. Probably shouldn't have wrote that.]
...no offense?
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you jealous, KO?
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AS IF
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[The corner of her mouth quirks in amusement.]
so how come you're talking to me now?
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we're both bored in detention. and i've been meaning to talk to you for a while
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[The letters are accompanied by a quick little sketch of an owl with overly round eyes.]
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YA RLY
[His responding sketch is...a stickman.]
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why are you here?
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may have called my teacher a cunt
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charming.
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that's me
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so why were you gonna talk to me?
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you're pretty
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thanks. just because i'm pretty?
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More than just that I guess
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[He winks at her.]
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Lots of girls are pretty. I want to be more than pretty.
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you already are
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not what I mean. lots of girls are pretty do you ask for their #'s?
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