Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall
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				Title: <strong>Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheWriter</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 05:16:21</strong>
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				Russell slowed to a walk as he entered the main lobby, the familiar sight of a busy hall bringing a smile to his face.&nbsp; The spring sun blazed through the plexiglass ceiling onto the collective body of students, scurrying between classes and lunch breaks, with quick pit-stops at their lockers for books, snacks and other essentials.&nbsp; Some of his usual customers spied him through the crowd, giving a curt nod of greeting.&nbsp; Russell returned them, and moved toward his locker.&nbsp; Dumping his bag inside, he grabbed a small black book and pen, before making his way through the crowd to the waiting fellows.<br><br>"Morning, fellas," he said, his voice as business-casual as a polo shirt.<br><br>"Sup, Russ," one returned, "Where's the action today?"<br><br>Russell smiled as he opened his black book, containing his 'homework' over the night.&nbsp; "I've got a buck-fifty to the dollar on the Lakers on the road, a buck-twenty on the Yankees at home, and the Spurs at an astonishing five-to-one to beat the Gunners at home in the derby," he rattled off his odds, seating himself at the edge of a planter in the center of the hall.&nbsp; "Come on, Lenny, I know you want some of that action."<br><br>More of his regulars crowded around as Lenny agreed.&nbsp; "How about a Grover for three-to-one against the Yankees?"<br><br>Russell thought about it, or at least pretended to.&nbsp; Most bookies were going $4.00 against New York, so it wasn't so bad a deal.&nbsp; "Done," he grinned, taking the offered $20 as he wrote down the bet.<br><br>"Tenner on the Lakers," another voice said, thrusting forward a sawbuck.&nbsp; Russell took it, making note of the new transaction.&nbsp; It was a good week to run a betting ring, and it had better be; his other interests needed funding.&nbsp; Speaking of other interests...&nbsp; Russell turned to see her walk by.&nbsp; Melanie Jayne Hartford the Fifth, known to her friends as Mel, to her close friends as Vee, and to Russell as a fine prospect.&nbsp; Apparently she'd been asking around about a certain urban legend, chasing rumours of a club that doesn't exist.&nbsp; Russell held up a hand, and his clients silenced for a moment.&nbsp; He reached into the back of his little black book, procuring a small piece of red paper.&nbsp; Folding it in half, he holds it to Lenny.&nbsp; They didn't know to what end or purpose this was for, but they knew better than to interrupt Russell.<br><br>"I'll give you three-fifty against the Yankees if you put that in Mel Hartford's locker," he stated the terms, "In her locker, not to her, not to anyone else then her, straight to her locker."&nbsp; Lenny looked at it, before taking hold of the slip.&nbsp; Russell didn't let go yet.&nbsp; "Look at it, and we never do business again."&nbsp; Lenny nodded, and went off with the red slip.&nbsp; Russell turned back to his clients.<br><br>"Who was next?" he asked.&nbsp; He took bets for anything from college football to basketball in Miami, soccer in England, cricket in India, Aussie Rules in...well, Australia, and a good range of things in between.&nbsp; It made him a lot of money, almost as much as his other pursuits.&nbsp; With the soccer and hockey seasons drawing to a close, though, he'd need another revenue stream.&nbsp; After ten minutes of frantic bet-taking, he heard cries from an older voice down the hall, the aggressive shouts of hired security.&nbsp; "Sorry fellas, betting's closed for the day," Russell managed before closing the book, turning to the planter behind him and running clear over it, leaping over the crowd and landing in a crouched roll, making for the door with explosive speed.&nbsp; <br><br>As the security guards found themselves roadblocked by students, both by accident and intent, one pointed to the clear roof and laughed.&nbsp; As they looked on high, they spied Russell, who had already found his way onto the roof.&nbsp; He waved excitedly at the security guards, dumbstruck, thinking to themselves they'd need to be paid more to bother chasing him.&nbsp; Russell watched the excited crowd below him, waving and giving thumbs up, as he searched the sea of heads for that of Lenny's.&nbsp; He spied him reaching up to Melanie's locker, sliding something red through the grill.&nbsp; Russell smiled to himself, and with a wave to his spectators, he dashed away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 19:52:11</strong>
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				James was standing in the doorway of one the classrooms students made use of for club activities. He liked joining clubs, it gave him something to do. He never went in for elections, never tried to back any canidate, and didn't even vote. It made him the perfect person to take care of counting the votes. He pressed his back against the door while he counted, trying to avoid the cascade of students moving about.<br><br>He didn't expect a student to decide they wanted to grab something to eat while votes were counted. So when the door opened he stumbled forward. He also didn't expect Lenny. So when he stumbled forward, they crashed into one another.<br><br>James quickly grabbed the folded pieces of paper that had dropped to the floor. Raising an eyebrow and trying to avoid Lenny when he started to flip out about the papers. He would unfold the small red piece and see that Lenny was right. It had nothing to do with this election. He made note of what it did say and then folded it back up. "You're right. Sorry. Didn't want to lose a vote."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySky</strong> on <strong>28-04-2009, 04:22:38</strong>
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				Hannah had stayed leaning against her locker observing everything as it occured. Russell was the most likely choice she believed to be part of this "Fuck Club". He was all about living on his own terms and with his gambling ring he was so good at running, it only made sense he would be part of a sexually driven club.<br><br>A small smile barely graced her face as she watched him picking up his daily bets. When he handed the red paper to Lenny she frowned thoughtfully. Russell was eyeing little Miss Melanie a little too closely she thought, something was up. Unfortunaltly everything burst into chaos at that moment and she was unable to catch what Lenny did with the suspicious piece of paper.<br><br>Hannah could not help but laugh as she caught sight of Russell on the roof. The poor guards had their hands full with him. Sighing in frustration she turned to leave the Hall and head to her next class. College was about to put her into a coma. High school had been a blast and she had really expected to fly free in college. Never had she expected a bout of shyness to overwhelm her.<br><br>Walking across the green she looked around with a smile as she walked. She needed more batteries, it seemed her "toys" were getting used more than ever before since she had arrived here. Noticing Lucia she smiled at her warmly. She liked her, she was a free spirit and Hannah felt comfortable with her. Again Hannah's thoughts turned to her situation here. Nibbling on her bottom lip she tried to figure out why she was so freaking shy here! Big fish in a small pond is what she had been back home, now she was a minnow in the ocean.<br><br>As she made her way to the next boring lecture she grimiced as she noticed her pussy was throbbing again. "Down girl, I know your getting sick of battery operated fun...." she mummbled with a sarcastic grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kitten</strong> on <strong>02-05-2009, 06:35:55</strong>
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				With a curse, Sonya glared at the kid that had run into her causing her book to drop from her hands. They all seemed like kids, immature and in need of a spanking. She shivered at the thought, a slight grin touching her lips before the kid caught her attention again as he stooped and handed her book back to her with a lopsided smile. As she continued to glare at him, the smile slipped off his lips and he darted off quickly with a muttered apology. Heaving out a sigh, Sonya continued on her way but only got around the corner before she was confronted with pandemonium.<br><br>Leaning against the wall, she watched as security guards rushed by only to stop and everyone look up. She let her gaze follow and gave a soft laugh as the man raced across the roof. She had heard of him, though never met. Perhaps it was time to change that fact. Her eyes trailed down his body and she felt kinda flushed. Even if he wasn't interested, he was popular, well liked. Maybe he would know of a place to find some kink. <em>Wouldn't hurt to ask</em>, she thought as the crowd began to dispurse.<br><br>Nearly losing her book a second time, she growled low and even hissed at some kid that she was pretty sure copped a feel as she passed on her way to the library. Immature idiots! Finally finding her path clear to the library door, she paused and looked back at the now empty roof. Tapping her nails on the frame, she nodded to herself and stepped inside. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheWriter</strong> on <strong>06-05-2009, 17:25:33</strong>
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				Russell walked cautiously into the hall again, keeping an eye out for security.&nbsp; The coast seemed clear, as his stride lengthened, making a bee-line back to his locker.&nbsp; He was due upstairs soon, and with his attendance record for that subject low enough as it is, he'd have to turn up.&nbsp; It's not a problem he'd have if they taught something interesting.&nbsp; Not that he'd ever have a need for classes in probability, or economics, he thought, his black book in mind.&nbsp; At least he'd get a good nap in before the meeting.&nbsp; Club meetings always manage to wipe him out...<br><br>A heavy hand fell on his shoulder.&nbsp; Russell froze, turning around to look up at the security guard who chased him out.&nbsp; Ah crap...&nbsp; He gave him a stern look, before reaching into his pocket.<br><br>"Twenty on the Bruins over Anaheim," he said gruffly.&nbsp; Russell grinned, reaching for said black book.<br><br>"Done," he said, scribbling the wager down, before taking the guard's cash and making for his locker again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>08-05-2009, 07:46:04</strong>
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				Russell had been busy today and he couldn't help but smile&nbsp; at the prospect that there might be a few more ladies attending the meeting tonight.&nbsp; That is, if Russell managed to keep his eyes on the prize instead of whatever the odds were for a dozen different teams to beat whatever spread had been assigned to them.<br><br>He smiled politely at two freshmen girls that congratulated him on a great game last weekend before pushing past them silently and approaching Russell as he fiddled with his locker.<br><br>He moved up alongside Russell and turned so he could lean up against the locker next to Russells.&nbsp; Never actually looking at Russell and keeping keen, intelligent eyes on the hall, casually looking up and down it as he spoke in a low, but confident tone.<br><br><strong>" Tell me you've made some progress on our floundering membership status Russ.&nbsp; We both know that if I could do it, I would...but I tend to attract attention. You?&nbsp; Well...you don't, atleast not the kind that matters. "</strong><br><br>He muttered quietly before speaking louder once more.<br><br><strong>" So, what are the prospects for tonight?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySky</strong> on <strong>11-05-2009, 02:50:41</strong>
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				Hannah fell silently into her seat and scanned the classroom for him. Russell was not here yet. She sighed and pulled her laptop out preparing to at least try to pay attention. This class was useful for only one thing in her opinion, watching Russell. Hannah was almost positive he was the link to the Fuck Club.<br><br>Nibbling on her bottom lip she again told herself that today she was going to find out about it. Today she was going to walk right up to Russell and see that he realized she was alive and available!<br><br>"Either I get into that club or I break down and find a male prostitute..." she murmmered to herself with a grimace.<br><br>Never had she been so horny before!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheWriter</strong> on <strong>12-05-2009, 17:39:49</strong>
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				"Nothin' much, Fish," Russ responded, "Might even head straight home, gotta work on this forensics report before Friday."&nbsp; A blatant lie, and John probably knew it.&nbsp; As Russell leaned into his locker, his voice quietened.<br><br>"Relax," Russ smiled, almost as if talking to himself, still sorting through his locker.&nbsp; Not the tidiest guy on campus, naturally the books he needed were near the bottom.&nbsp; "We've already voted on Mel, depending on how often she gets to her locker she could join in as early as tonight.&nbsp; More likely a few days, though, she seems a bit shy.&nbsp; As for others, Hannah Baker's been keeping an eye on me.&nbsp; Here, sit in on my lecture, she'll be the brunette who can't take her eyes offa me.&nbsp; Once you and Luci agree, I'll send her an invite during the lunch break.&nbsp; We'll play it by ear if she goes for it."&nbsp; At that, with a quick "gotta go", Russell procured his books and walked off to the lecture, not checking whether he was being followed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySky</strong> on <strong>13-05-2009, 01:33:45</strong>
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				Russell came in just in the nick of time as usual. Hannah realized she had been holding her breath. Letting it go she watched him as he took a seat and looked as comfortable as a lazy cat sunbathing. She could not help the little laugh that escaped her as she watched him. He was a character that was for sure.<br><br>Hannah attempted to concentrate, she really did. Every few minutes she found herself watching him again however. Gritting her teeth she again tried to figure out how to approach him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 16:13:43</strong>
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				Russ was as disorganized as usual.&nbsp; Atleast he appeared to be as disorganized as he wanted people to think.&nbsp; Russ was like a con-man in training.&nbsp; Almost always showing people what they wanted or expected to see but never quite actually seeing who Russ really was.<br><br><i> If he was as disorganized with his betting as he was with everything else, he'd be fucked...and not the good kindof "fucked".&nbsp; Still...despite the fact that things are always a bit chaotic with Russ, he always manages to get shit done. </i><br><br>He gave Russ plenty of lead and then followed in the direction he was headed.&nbsp; He really shouldn't be in the lecture but he doubted the professor would say anything and if she did, he'd simply give her the "charming smile" and tell her he was auditing the class while he decided if this was a course he wanted to take.<br><br>The class was started and Russ was doing a fine job of not paying attention to it all while John kept an eye out for a brunette that seemed to fail at keeping her eyes off Russ.<br><br>John had a keen eye, especially when it came to observing women and it didn't take him too long to ascertain which one was Hannah Baker.&nbsp; He didn't bother trying to hide his observation.&nbsp; He simply watched her from across the room; taking in the fine features of her face before snapping open his cell phone and sending Russ a text message.&nbsp; He kept his attention on her all while typing in the text, not bothering to look down as his confidence in his ability to use the phone was high.<br><br><strong>h a n n a h&nbsp; &nbsp;i s&nbsp; &nbsp; a&nbsp; &nbsp; g o</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>15-05-2009, 04:52:55</strong>
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				James stepped out of the classroom the meeting he had been attending was held in. IT ran a little long and he wasn't actually in that class after lunch. He didn't bother with a note, but wwas in a hurry as he stepped into the hall.<br><br>He slowed when he saw Lucia. If the rumors were true, she was as much a part of that secret little society as whoever wrote that note he stumbled upon. He had planned on crashing it, but now, he wanted to make sure he wouldn't be booted. "Lucia? I think thats your name, right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>15-05-2009, 19:11:22</strong>
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				He felt bad for interupting her rest but now that he had, he couldn't back down. "Don't worry about it. I'm used to my name not being remembered. Plus you have no reason to know it. I'm James." He stumbled over his words a bit. Trouble with being the guy in the background, was that you don't build up your communication skills.<br><br>"Anyway, as you probably guessed, this is about a rumor. I'm not usually one to spread them, but I hear them. And since everyone is talking about it, except the people involved, it's either completely true or based around something you'd rather not have people know about."<br><br>He reached into his pocket and grabbed a pen and a piece of scrap paper. He quickly jotted down the relevant information he&nbsp; had read from the other note and hand it to her.<br><br>"Either way, I stumbled upon some info. The information on that note is what I'll be looking in to. So if you want it to stay hidden, might want to get it changed."<br><br>He began to walk away, but stopped and began to dig through his backpack a little. He pulled out a slightly crumpled yellow slip. A note from the nurse's office. He handed that and a chocolate bar to her "Medically relevant low blood sugar. Guards won't bother you if you take a nap at the office. And the nurse is off, so no tests."<br><br>[staying vague, because I don't know if anyone ever mentioned what was on Russell's note. I'm assuming a time and a place, even if it just 'meet me here to find out where it really is']
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheWriter</strong> on <strong>16-05-2009, 05:03:17</strong>
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				The teacher introduced the week's work, and Russell cringed.&nbsp; This was high-school stuff.&nbsp; There wasn't anything here that he didn't know backwards.&nbsp; Oh well, that's why be bought the laptop; something to do during lectures.&nbsp; There was still all his bets to collate, not to mention the latest orders to fulfill.&nbsp; He went to work at a leisurely pace, copying his little black book over to a spreadsheet.&nbsp; It was very hard for him not to turn a profit with his little side project, it was a worthwhile venture that kept him well in the black.<br><br>Russell's phone buzzed shortly into the lecture, and he surreptitiously checked it, seeing John's approval of Hannah.&nbsp; Russell smiled.&nbsp; Time to go to work.&nbsp; Pulling it out, he leaned back in his chair, staring at the screen as if reading a long message.&nbsp; After a while, he let a broad grin bloom over his face, before punching in a reply.&nbsp; To anybody else watching, it'd look like he was replying to an SMSed joke.&nbsp; Whatever Russell went on to do, he knew he could always fall back on an acting career.<br><br><strong><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Hannah Baker.&nbsp; Yes or no?</span></strong><br><br>He sent off the message to Lucia, and went back to his books.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheWriter</strong> on <strong>19-05-2009, 18:49:36</strong>
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				Someone knows already?&nbsp; Not impossible, Russell surmised.&nbsp; He'd planned on it; if they paid attention it was easy to work out.&nbsp; But that was the trick, you had to be paying attention.&nbsp; You had to want it.&nbsp; Russell had thought it for the best this way; there was only really one kind of person who'd want to find the club, and that's those who want in, and want in bad enough to snoop around for them.&nbsp; Thing is, usually the process of snooping around brought them up on his, John's or Lucia's radar first.&nbsp; Someone approaching one of them out of the blue was a little concerning.<br><br>James... the only James he knew was a guy from back home; a really vain prick, son of a friend of his father's.&nbsp; It certainly wasn't him, he was across the country.&nbsp; It certainly didn't put Russell at ease; someone was that close to the truth and Russell didn't know a damn thing about him.&nbsp; If things turned sour, he could resort to calling in a few favors, but it's not something he'd want to do, given the choice.&nbsp; The sort of clout Russell had wasn't something to be used rashly.<br><br>On the plus side, Lucia had approved; Hannah was welcome to the club.&nbsp; Now it was a simple matter of waiting for her to make contact.<br>Russell made a reply to Lucia, then put away his phone and resumed his bookkeeping.<br><br><strong><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Hannah's in then.&nbsp; We'll talk about the crasher over lunch.</span></strong>&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>LadySky</strong> on <strong>20-05-2009, 02:41:11</strong>
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				All through class Hannah observed Russell carefully. He was odviously not the slightest bit interested in the lecture and she could not blame him. She did attempt to pay some attention but about halfway through she was disgusted and simply stopped taking notes with her laptop. She spent several minutes trying to decide on how to approach him and inquire about her suspicions and idea after idea she rejected. Finally growing disgusted with herself she pulled out her cell phone.<br><br>Finding out his number had of course been very easy, using it was her problem. With a nibble of her bottom lip she texted him.<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Hannah Baker here, sitting two rows behind you, bright pink halter top. Fuck Club...I want in.</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheWriter</strong> on <strong>23-05-2009, 19:09:57</strong>
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				Well, that was quicker than expected.&nbsp; And very bold, too, just assuming he was a part of it.&nbsp; A thought went to what Hannah would think if he wasn't really a part of Fuck Club, how Hannah would react to telling someone with Russell's reputation that she was into no-strings-attached sex, the frantic alarm bells that go off in someone's head when they realize they've made a big mistake, the sinking feeling of knowing someone else knows.&nbsp; He turned back to face Hannah, contorting his face to mimick surprised confusion, pausing to portray a realization, before finally giving a startling impression of someone who just learned a dark secret, with a mischievous leer as a cherry on top.&nbsp; I'd like to thank the Academy, he thought to himself.&nbsp; He turned quickly back to his laptop, fingers danced over the keyboard as if possessed, improvising a message:<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Hannah, I've got no idea what <em>you're</em> talking about.&nbsp; Everything I'm involved <em>in</em>, and you think I have <em>the</em> time to start some Fuck <em>Club</em>?&nbsp; I don't mean to sound ill <em>at</em> ease, but for the last <em>eight</em> months I've had to put <em>up</em> with these rumors, all the <em>stares</em> and attention... My life doesn't have <em>room</em> for shit like this.&nbsp; Hope I'm not <em>too</em> hard on you, but I'm just over it.&nbsp; <em>Oh</em>, and I hope you find who you're looking <em>for</em>.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Russell fired off the missive, hoping that it wasn't too cryptic.&nbsp; He liked stuff like this; it kept the mind active, and whoever was up there certainly knew school didn't do that, no matter what level.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySky</strong> on <strong>24-05-2009, 04:41:13</strong>
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				Hannah felt him turn his gaze and she met his eyes. He looked confused, suprised even. Every muscle in her body froze instantly.<br><br>He seemed to realize something about her quickly and her eyes widened in horror. He looked liked a cat who just figured out the mouse's one weakness and leered at her accordingly. Once he turned to his laptop Hannah felt the urge to jump and run from the room, no the entire campus! He was typing feverishly and she began imagining the millions of things he could be doing. Her skin flushed ten shades of red and her ears felt as though they were on fire.<br><br>A messgae popped up on her laptop suddenly and she read it with a growing dread and humiliation. For several minutes she simply read it over and over again hoping the floor would open up and swallow her whole.<br><br>After the tenth read however she noticed something was off, the words italisized seemed off somehow.<br><br>Hannah, I've got no idea what <em>you're </em> talking about.&nbsp; Everything I'm involved <em>in</em>, and you think I have <em>the </em> time to start some Fuck <em>Club</em>?&nbsp; I don't mean to sound ill <em>at </em> ease, but for the last <em>eight </em> months I've had to put <em>up </em> with these rumors, all the <em>stares </em> and attention... My life doesn't have <em>room </em> for shit like this.&nbsp; Hope I'm not <em>too </em> hard on you, but I'm just over it.&nbsp; <em>Oh</em>, and I hope you find who you're looking <em>for</em>.<br><br>Very slowly a smile spread across her pink cheeks and the humiliation racing through her body disolved into pure hot lust. A small satisfied sigh escaped her moist lips and she dared a small peek at Russell once more. The lecture was soon over and she gathered her things together quickly and left the room without a backward glance.<br><br>She had to get ready.....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fuck Club - Cooper U Main Hall</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheWriter</strong> on <strong>27-06-2009, 03:38:58</strong>
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				Hannah certainly didn't disappoint.&nbsp; As he turned back to his laptop he could almost hear her heart sink.&nbsp; Russell didn't look back.&nbsp; Hannah seemed like a bright girl, he didn't need to check she'd worked it out.&nbsp; Russell went back to his phone, trying to hide a bemused smirk.&nbsp; Well, that was easy.&nbsp; With business taken care of, he thought he'd try his hand at actual study, taking notes like a dutiful student, and soon he was lulled into a gentle sleep.&nbsp; <br><br>He woke back up as the lecturer dismissed them, students beginning to file out of the theater.&nbsp; He looked at himself, surprised he had dozed off.&nbsp; At that, he also remembered he was supposed to message the others back.&nbsp; With a quick apologetic glance to John, he set about the message:<br><br><strong><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">She's down for tonight.&nbsp; Usual place, eight pm.</span></strong><br><br>Russell stretched, organized himself and left for the cafe for lunch.
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