“Shouldn’t be too hard. I think Summer’s got the hots for Stark.” He wiggled his eyebrows at her. “Not that I can blame you,” he laughed sipping his coffee.
“I told you already, you won’t know if that’s the case. See, pretty boy,” she leaned forward, eyes intent, “I know your kind. Arrogant, good-looking, and smug with it. You think you just have to crook a finger and anything you want will drop at your feet. You don’t know what it’s like to struggle for … ” she flailed a hand, looking for a word, “just friends. The number of times a guy like you tried to butter me up, just so he could make me look like a fool for his friends, or to cheat off my work … it’s stupid. So maybe I do ‘have the hots’ for you.” She blinked, mouth compressing around the things she wanted to say, then sat back. “You’re going to have to work for this one.”
“You really need to work on being able to tell when someone is joking,” Tony said wide eyed after listening to Summer’s monologue. “Sometimes people like saying things without being attacked by a lecture.”
“And if you aren’t told that your ‘joke’ has hurt someone, how are you supposed to change?” She looked away, trying to hide the rising tears. “I knew you were joking. I always know. I can’t help but know. But it’s — that’s not a joke to me, okay?”
“Just because I don’t freak out every time you said something I didn’t like doesn’t mean that shit didn’t hurt me.” Tony rolled his eyes. “’I know your kind. You think you just have to crook a finger and anything you want will drop at your feet’,” he said imitating her voice. “I’m not a god damn type. I’ve worked for most of what I have. Yeah I was lucky enough to have a rich daddy but he hates me and I hate him so that’s kind of irrelevant. I kicked ass in high school to get enough scholarships to get myself into college and I work my ass off now to keep myself there. Learn more about people before you go around reading them.”
“You say that like I have a choice, with you all but shouting your emotions at me.” She pressed a hand to her temple. Very quietly, she added, “For as much as you harp on being irresistible, what was I supposed to think? I’ve been prey for the pretty people all my life, and the ones who know they’re attractive are the worst.” She blinked, and a tear escaped.
“Shouldn’t be too hard. I think Summer’s got the hots for Stark.” He wiggled his eyebrows at her. “Not that I can blame you,” he laughed sipping his coffee.
“I told you already, you won’t know if that’s the case. See, pretty boy,” she leaned forward, eyes intent, “I know your kind. Arrogant, good-looking, and smug with it. You think you just have to crook a finger and anything you want will drop at your feet. You don’t know what it’s like to struggle for … ” she flailed a hand, looking for a word, “just friends. The number of times a guy like you tried to butter me up, just so he could make me look like a fool for his friends, or to cheat off my work … it’s stupid. So maybe I do ‘have the hots’ for you.” She blinked, mouth compressing around the things she wanted to say, then sat back. “You’re going to have to work for this one.”
“You really need to work on being able to tell when someone is joking,” Tony said wide eyed after listening to Summer’s monologue. “Sometimes people like saying things without being attacked by a lecture.”
“And if you aren’t told that your ‘joke’ has hurt someone, how are you supposed to change?” She looked away, trying to hide the rising tears. “I knew you were joking. I always know. I can’t help but know. But it’s — that’s not a joke to me, okay?”
“God and you accused me of flirting,” Tony laughed. “You got yourself a deal Miss Summer.” He smirked. “Hope you’re ready to clean my apartment.”
She spluttered into her drink. “I suck at flirting. /If/ you win, I’ll be ready to do anything you say, Mr Irresistible. But false comments will get you nowhere.”
“Mr Irresistible.” Tony smiled rubbing his chin. “I like that. If I win you have to call me that for the entire month. “And I’ll tell you a secret. I am the king of flirtation. And I know quality flirting when I see it. And that was some five star flirting.”
Summer turned nearly the same colour as her hair, subsiding behind her cup. “Shut up, geekboy,” she mumbled. “First you have to win.”
“Shouldn’t be too hard. I think Summer’s got the hots for Stark.” He wiggled his eyebrows at her. “Not that I can blame you,” he laughed sipping his coffee.
“I told you already, you won’t know if that’s the case. See, pretty boy,” she leaned forward, eyes intent, “I know your kind. Arrogant, good-looking, and smug with it. You think you just have to crook a finger and anything you want will drop at your feet. You don’t know what it’s like to struggle for … ” she flailed a hand, looking for a word, “just friends. The number of times a guy like you tried to butter me up, just so he could make me look like a fool for his friends, or to cheat off my work … it’s stupid. So maybe I do ‘have the hots’ for you.” She blinked, mouth compressing around the things she wanted to say, then sat back. “You’re going to have to work for this one.”
“God and you accused me of flirting,” Tony laughed. “You got yourself a deal Miss Summer.” He smirked. “Hope you’re ready to clean my apartment.”
She spluttered into her drink. “I suck at flirting. /If/ you win, I’ll be ready to do anything you say, Mr Irresistible. But false comments will get you nowhere.”
“Mr Irresistible.” Tony smiled rubbing his chin. “I like that. If I win you have to call me that for the entire month. “And I’ll tell you a secret. I am the king of flirtation. And I know quality flirting when I see it. And that was some five star flirting.”
Summer turned nearly the same colour as her hair, subsiding behind her cup. “Shut up, geekboy,” she mumbled. “First you have to win.”
“Well since I’m so shitty at coming up with something why don’t you have a go.” Tony rolled his eyes getting a little annoyed. “I mean if you’re just gunna sit here and shoot down every idea you may as well be pitching some yourself.”
Summer’s eyes grew thoughtful, then crafty. “If you win, I’ll be your personal, obedient servant for a month. Coffee, cupcakes, whatever you want. If I win,” a smile uncurled on her mouth, a little cruel, “you have to go out with me twice.”
“A whole month?” Tony laughed. “Are you just trying to punish yourself?” He rubbed his hands together considering the terms of the bet. “It sounds like you want me to go out with you so I’m fairly certain I’ve already won.”
“With incentive like that, I won’t lose,” she shot back. “And you’ll have to do more than simply exist to break my will.” She drank deeply from her chocolate, then looked up at him through her eyelashes. “After all, if you never see me again, I’ve won.”
“God and you accused me of flirting,” Tony laughed. “You got yourself a deal Miss Summer.” He smirked. “Hope you’re ready to clean my apartment.”
She spluttered into her drink. “I suck at flirting. /If/ you wish, I’ll be ready to do anything you say, Mr Irresistible. But false comments will get you nowhere.”
“Fine if I win you have to buy me coffee everyday for a month and if you win I’ll do the same.” Tony stuck out his hand with a grin. “Deal?”
She shook her head at him. “Don’t drink coffee, and so far you aren’t even making me want to win. Or lose. Bet something worth caring about or don’t take up the challenge. You can’t win anyway, I’m immune to you.”
“Well since I’m so shitty at coming up with something why don’t you have a go.” Tony rolled his eyes getting a little annoyed. “I mean if you’re just gunna sit here and shoot down every idea you may as well be pitching some yourself.”
Summer’s eyes grew thoughtful, then crafty. “If you win, I’ll be your personal, obedient servant for a month. Coffee, cupcakes, whatever you want. If I win,” a smile uncurled on her mouth, a little cruel, “you have to go out with me twice.”
“A whole month?” Tony laughed. “Are you just trying to punish yourself?” He rubbed his hands together considering the terms of the bet. “It sounds like you want me to go out with you so I’m fairly certain I’ve already won.”
“With incentive like that, I won’t lose,” she shot back. “And you’ll have to do more than simply exist to break my will.” She drank deeply from her chocolate, then looked up at him through her eyelashes. “After all, if you never see me again, I’ve won.”
“Fine if I win you have to buy me coffee everyday for a month and if you win I’ll do the same.” Tony stuck out his hand with a grin. “Deal?”
She shook her head at him. “Don’t drink coffee, and so far you aren’t even making me want to win. Or lose. Bet something worth caring about or don’t take up the challenge. You can’t win anyway, I’m immune to you.”
“Well since I’m so shitty at coming up with something why don’t you have a go.” Tony rolled his eyes getting a little annoyed. “I mean if you’re just gunna sit here and shoot down every idea you may as well be pitching some yourself.”
Summer’s eyes grew thoughtful, then crafty. “If you win, I’ll be your personal, obedient servant for a month. Coffee, cupcakes, whatever you want. If I win,” a smile uncurled on her mouth, a little cruel, “you have to go out with me twice.”
Since it’s munday and all my followers have been so lovely dealing with my being sick recently I thought I’d punishreward thank all of you with a pic. This gives you a glimpse into how severe my obsession with Lady Gaga actually is. Thank all of you again so so much for dealing with my shit lately and being the best partners anyone could ask for.
Well /someone’s/ cute.
Lady Gaga is pretty adorable. I mean you obviously can’t be talking about me. 😉
If I roll my eyes any harder they’re gonna come out of my head. Where were you when /I/ was in college, damn.
And if I blush any harder my face is gunna catch fire haha! Thank you so much!
I’ve had a lot of practise since then making geekboys feel good about themselves. Ugh, you make me feel OLD though.
“And what do you expect to get from winning?” she drawled. “I’ve never been fucked in my life.” Her eyes flicked away, and she added, sotto voce, “literally or figuratively.”
“Well now you’re just being dirty.” Tony laughed. “And if I win you’re gunna bake three dozen cupcakes and draw my face with icing on each one.” He smirked.
Both eyebrows shot up. “That’ll be a neat trick, considering I live oncampus with no kitchen available. Ask for something actually possible, honestly, or there’s just no point. I mean, if you want cupcakes that badly, I’ll just buy them for you. I think I can afford to give you a cupcake a week.” Summer sighed. “Anyway I’m not being dirty, I’m being honest.” She shrugged. “You seem to think your charm is going to make me want you. A natural course of events. And I’ll tell you right now, if that happens, you won’t know it. And the reverse is never going to happen because people like you aren’t interested in people like me.”
“Fine if I win you have to buy me coffee everyday for a month and if you win I’ll do the same.” Tony stuck out his hand with a grin. “Deal?”
She shook her head at him. “Don’t drink coffee, and so far you aren’t even making me want to win. Or lose. Bet something worth caring about or don’t take up the challenge. You can’t win anyway, I’m immune to you.”
Since it’s munday and all my followers have been so lovely dealing with my being sick recently I thought I’d punishreward thank all of you with a pic. This gives you a glimpse into how severe my obsession with Lady Gaga actually is. Thank all of you again so so much for dealing with my shit lately and being the best partners anyone could ask for.
Well /someone’s/ cute.
Lady Gaga is pretty adorable. I mean you obviously can’t be talking about me. 😉
If I roll my eyes any harder they’re gonna come out of my head. Where were you when /I/ was in college, damn.
