I stand outside of the arena in England with my nose turned up a bit. I pulled down on my sleeves, shaking my head remembering the converstation that forced me to board a stupid plane. I rub inbetween my eyebrows and start walking inside the arena. \\ Angela Van Sciver \\ He is going to do something stupid Andrew. \\ Andrew Valmont \\ Andrew is it, full name coming out. You know how well I respond to that Angela. \\ Angela Van Sciver \\ --turning on the sex appeal-- Drew...baby...please go keep Marcus in check and I will let you... She presses me against the counter and bites on my earlobe and whisper some pretty dirty stuff into my ear. I narrow my eyes and let out a deep breath and wrap my arms around her and pull her against me. \\ Andrew Valmont \\ You better consider yourself a lucky woman Angie. \\ Angela Van Sciver\\ Oh I do baby... I do. She smirks and kisses me pulling a plane ticket out from her purse. She holds it up in front of me. I run my tongue over my teeth and take it out of her hand. She knew she would win. I shake my head and she smirks and rings a bel and the butler brings my bags around. I roll my eyes and look away from her. \\ Angela Van Sciver\\ You better leave now or you'll miss your flight...the fight took longer than I though...you can be so stubborn. I quirk a brow and turn her around and pin her between me and the counter and drop my hand down to her skirt. Won't go any further than that for the fragile minds. I walk into the arena and let out a slightly disguisted face. I stop a stage hand. \\ Andrew Valmont \\ Marcus Van Sciver... \\ Twerp \\ He sure is popular you one of his ex's too. \\ Andrew Valmont\\ What in the hell did you just say? Was that your attempt at a gay joke? Oh so funny and witty you pounce now...where is Marcus Van Scivers locker room? \\ Female Voice \\ I can help you find it. I turn around and see Fiona "The Whore" O'Grady standing there in clothes that clearly were meant for someone else. I shake my head and humored myself by acknowledging her. \\ Fiona O'Grady\\ Don't give me that look Andrew. I know that look and I do know where he is, we are on speaking terms since and figuring he hates Gweenie and all. I have to give him these papers anyway. \\ Andrew Valmont \\ Fiona I really don't give a damn if you and Marcus are talking. I am not here to deal with that drama, though I have an odd feeling I will be getting involved. Exspecially with what Angie wants me to talk to Marcus about. \\ Fiona O'Grady \\ Oooo what is it? \\ Andrew Valmont \\ It is none of your concern. Valmonts and Van Sciver never settle for second best...you are just a pawn and your little obsession is the only reason why he is speaking to you...Now lead the way before I get angry. She sneers at me and I roll my eyes. I rub under my nose and follow her. She knocks on the door and Marcus opens it and looks at her. \\ Fiona O'Grady \\ These are my files on Gwen...plenty of info to hurt her in here.. Oh and... \\ Andrew Valmont \\ Move aside Fiona...Hi Marcus... Marcus smirked and took the files from Fiona and let me in the locker room and shut the door in Fiona's face. \\ Marcus Van Sciver\\ Angie? \\Andrew Valmont \\ Angie, of course Angie... So I hear you are trying to start some trouble? |