<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Chanel</span></div><div align="center">(http://28.media.tumblr.com/preview.BPZE9B3gPOiPh8Zq_250.jpg)</div><br/>Chanel loved the scent of fresh meat and licked her lush lips, eying all the prey, stalking the crowd like a predator. Her skirt was short and showed off those shapely thighs as did her knee-high heeled leather boots. Her white button up top was tight and the top buttons were unfastened, showing off her cleavage, the top of her very bountiful tits and the peach lace keeping them bound in place. She loved the feeling of eyes on her, feeling her up, though her dark eyes and smirk let every body that laid eyes on her know that they couldn't have her.<br/><br/>She looked up to Warwick, giving a little grin at his words, his accent probably making more than a few of the little freshmen whores a warm feeling between their thighs. Her eyes landed on a young girl with a likeness to Warwick, she'd heard he'd had a little sister... If this was her then she was much lovelier than Chanel had expected. Another girl caught her eye, soft features, shyness, a great rack, Asian... Probably too submissive for her tastes.<br/><br/>Her eye caught on one of the new students. Tall, built, a smug look on his face- cocky. He had that alpha-male aura about him, some thing that she'd love to rip right out of him and watch him squirm beneath her and try to grasp for it, try to pull it back to him and all the while she'd laugh. She knew better than that though, some beasts just couldn't be tamed and he would probably be scouted and seduced any way and Chanel probably wasn't the best one to seduce him. Her eyes again scanned the crowds and she saw a few that caught her interest but nothing that stood out yet.