<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/136b3636-f240-4e32-95be-3a4eb48eec8f_zps75fde6a4.jpg)</div>Name: Jackson D. Blum<br/>Location: DWMA Classroom<br/>Tagging: Roxi Reed, Zetsuga<br/><hr/><br/>Well, it probably went without saying, but Jack was rather happy with her reaction. She seemed shocked to say the least, and the way her mouth opened and closed, it was like she couldn't speak.<em>Oh, c'mon,</em>he thought. Cute girl like her, it couldn't have been all that shocking that somebody had asked her out. In all honesty he was expecting to be chewed out, but he had really hoped that she would take his words to heart, casual as they were. And with the way she looked up at him, and the way she leaned so close, it seemed she had done just that. "Ya know, you're right." Jack said with a shrug, words as low and blunt as usual. "For all I know, you could go all black widow on me and bury me under them rose bushes with the rest of your boyfriends. Somethin' tells me that you wouldn't, but hey, it's possible. " His fingers continued on playing with her ponytail, absently allowing it to weave between each one.<br/><br/>"So, how about you let me get to know you a little better?" He asked, quietly suppressing a shutter. Her hands moved and rested on his thigh, sending that strange sensation through him once more. She wasn't even touching his skin then...so he thought maybe it was just contact that caused it, but even still, he wondered why she had such an effect on him in the first place. It didn't occur to him that their souls could simply that in tuned with one another. He still believed that such a predestined unison of souls was out of his grasp. The chances of her soul moving to just the right rhythm were simply against him, not to mention the fact that he was untrained. But he wasn't all too worried about how compatible or incompatible their souls were. He'd already established that they would work on it...but that would come later. Now, Roxi was just inches away, her hand hovering just above his warm cheek, and it was this situation that commanded his full attention.<br/><br/>She was free to let her hand rest there if she wanted, a small smile on his normally neutral face assured as much. But it never quite came to pass. She'd began to answer him, and though she hadn't finished, it was obvious what she was going to say. In all honesty, it made him a little giddy on the inside as well. However, when she cut herself off so suddenly and rose from her chair, Jack recoiled just as suddenly and narrowed his eyes at her strange behavior. Her chair fell with a loud crash, ensuring that all eyes were on the two of them, that is, until she apologized and was suddenly on her way out the door. Some eyes followed her out, but most of them remained glued on Jack, staring and not so silently judging, as almost everyone seemed to be murmuring by that point.<br/><br/><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">"What happened? That jerk say something to her?"........."Pfft, what a douchebag."........"'Bout time someone put that weirdo in her place."........"What's that guy's problem, anyway?"</span></em><br/><br/>Of course, what would school be without rumors, drama and judgmental twats? Jack would only catch some of the hushed voices and he didn't like what he was hearing. It seemed that the conclusion everyone was coming to was that he'd said something that sent her running out, and while those who didn't particularly like Roxi praised him or couldn't care less, most everyone else had taken to demonizing him. He hadn't done a thing! And though he wanted to object to people calling Roxi weird, he just couldn't. Not now. What she'd done just now was the very definition of weird from his perspective. The sudden reaction, the running away. He thought he'd been pretty nice...hell, he was interested in her, and so it all just came off as incredibly unwarranted.<br/><br/>He knew he probably should've let her go, that it would be much simpler to just go back to silently letting his head rest on the desk. But for some reason he had a hard time just letting this situation go. Perhaps it was that interest he had in her, or perhaps it was the constant and admittedly distracting reminder of what had happened via the surrounding murmurs. Either way, getting out of the classroom and pursuing her quickly began to sound like a good idea, one which he acted upon almost immediately. He gathered his things and shot Zetsuga a look as he was walking past, as if to signal his own departure. Jack had a feeling the newcomer would know why he was so suddenly leaving.<br/><br/>Step by step, Jack hustled down the stairs and out the classroom door. However, he was immediately met with another problem. Looking up and down the hallway, there was no sign of Roxanna and she could've very well gone anywhere. One would see how this could be a problem for Jack, who had already gotten lost once that day on his way to class. And in one fell swoop, the idea of pursuing her immediately shifted from a good idea to a terrible. "Oh for Christ's sake..." He mumbled under his breath as he picked a direction and began to move, against his better judgement as many of his actions as of late seemed to be. The place was huge, but if he kept looking he was sure to find her eventually...