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eleanor squished herself against his chest when he came over to her. she had no choice, really. he was a sweetheart at times and she loved to have his large muscular arms around her, it really did make her feel safe. he was easy to please once in a good mood, all she had to do was stay positive and hope that he did, too. her small arms wrapped around his shoulders when she was picked up, ignoring the pain that was now protruding from her ribs. it must've been whee he pushed her the other evening, she thought. she bit her lip and gave him a small smile and kissed his cheek. her face nuzzled against his neck as they slid down the stairs together, in quite a clumsy manner, before landing on her feet in the kitchen in front of him. every time it amazed her, how it was just so.. extraordinary. the marble tops, the modern feel. this was definitely a grown-up's place. she turned her head back up to him, biting her bottom lip, she racked her brain for some kind of idea that would please him. "I like looking good for you, that's all. i'll um.. go and take it off, if you don't like it.." she looked at herself in the reflection of the toaster, now suddenly very self conscious of her appearance.

 

max grinned to himself and held her there in the embrace of his arms for a little while longer. "I know.. but I think you look gorgeous already." he pressed a couple more gentle kisses down her neck before standing up properly again, looking at their reflection in the mirror, his hands resting on the tops of her arms, maybe holding a little too tightly. "you're beautiful, chara. absolutely stunning i'm glad you're mine.." he smirked slightly when he called her his, and then stood away from her, to sit down on the end of the be, watching her every move. it was perfect, having a girlfriend like her. she would listen to his every command and he was easily able to tell her what to do. if he didn't like something, he'd make her change it. if he wanted something from her, he'd make sure she would give it to him. it was as simple as that. he stood up again when he saw her putting on the necklace, standing behind her, he helped her clasp it up. "perfect. I wish I could just keep you here all day and do wild things to you." he winked and ran his hand up and down her side. "come on I have breakfast waiting downstairs, and then you need to go to school."

brent slumped into the corner shop that wasn't too far away from the school grounds. seeing as he walked so fast, he had time to get himself a little snack, making him a little less grumpier for his stupid health and social classes. he only took them because they were easy to pass, not because he liked them. he simply needed the grades, to get into the college he wanted. he grabbed a caramel flapjack and a bottle of pepsi. he passed the money over to the lovely lady on the other side of the counter, flashing her his trademark grin, winking cheekily, then walking back out. he took a bite of the delicious flapjack, making an almost inhumane loving sound towards the flapjack. food made brent a very happy boy indeed. it was definitely the way to his heart. that and a lovely booty. he ruffled the part of his hair that wasn't hidden under his beanie hat and went into the school grounds, heading straight to the art room. it was wear he spent most of his time. art was his passion. and he was a good artist - the next van gough almost. he rarely did it now though, apart from for school. the last time he had created a magnificent piece was for his ex girlfriend, who laughed in his face and simply tore it up.

eleanor sighed silently as she went upstairs, back into the bathroom, to wipe her make up away. it was at times like this when she began to doubt her relationship with luke, what he actually wanted from her and what he thought about her. she picked up one of her make up wipes and wiped all of her make up off, every single bit. her perfectly winged eyeliner, contoured cheekbones, bright red lipstick. it all had to go. she looked at her bare face in the mirror, and grimaced. marks, scars and bruises. that was all she noticed. it made her want to cry all over again. she tucked her hair behind her ears and quickly reapplied some light foundation, just to cover it up, and some mascara, with lip balm. "i'm coming!" she called when he called for her. she let her long hair loose and quickly pattered downstairs, being practically dragged out of the kitchen and to his car. no time for breakfast, then. she looked up at him, frowning at him, though she would never have done this if he couldn't see her. she got into the car and put her bag between her legs, slipping her seat belt on.

 

max grinned devilishly at the effect he had on her. it was so simple, so easy. she was so easy to influence and persuade. it made what he wanted so much easier. he bit his lip and nodded. "yepp just leave it like that, it's not like you need to impress anyone anyway. you're only going to school." he raised an eyebrow at her and stood back up, he ran a hand through her soft hair, pushing it back from her face, he kissed her once. he then watched as he could see the mechanics working in her head. he grinned a little. so innocent, so fragile. he thought to himself, following her down the stairs. "hurry up though, we have to leave in a minute." he shrugged, going into the living room he picked up his suit jacket from the sofa and pulled it on, adjusting his tie, he smirked to himself. he went back into her, jangling his car keys about, he cleared his throat, looking over at her. "come on princess, time for school." he winked and waited in the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest. he said it patiently enough, but there was a look spread on his face, warning her to not mess about with him.

brent put is bottle down and his backpack on the ground, and pushed the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows, in case he got any paint or ink on them. he sat with one leg tucked under him, the other hanging off the chair, a pencil in the corner of his mouth, a large piece of A3 paper in front of him, racking his brain for some ideas. finally the creative juices flowed and soon he was drawing a mythical beast of some sort, flames and armour everywhere. he smiled to himself, satisfied with how it was beginning to turn out. he rested the pencil back down and leaned back in his chair for a moment, falling into a daydream, which was rudely disrupted by the bell. he sighed and put his paper away in the store cupboard, where his art folder was, and then slung his backpack on, and began to head to his health and social class. their big project was being introduced to them today, and he was sure he'd probably get partnered up with some loser cheer leading chick that would force him into doing all the work while she pranced off with her jock-type boyfriend. he sipped his drink and went to the class, waiting outside until the teacher told them they could go in.

eleanor gulped. she could feel the tense vibes from him, she could just tell that he was annoyed with her which immediately made her feel so so guilty. she closed her eyes for a moment, letting out a sigh, before turning to him when they pulled up outside the school. the windows were tinted, it was a fast sports car. of course it was going to impress everyone, but sometimes, eleanor just thought it was a little silly how he tried to show it off. "see you later." she mumbled, getting out, quickly walking up to the building, just as the bell went for first lesson. she ran a hand through her hair, going to health and social class, rolling her eyes. she sat down and pulled out her floral notepad, with matching pen, and gently bit on the end of it as she listened to the teacher explaining what their new project was. okay, so it wouldn't be that bad. luke had practically trained her in the arts of being a wife - making her doing his washing up, cleaning, things like that. she thought the best way to have a successful relationship is to let the man have whatever he wants. hearing she was paired up with stevie for this she was happily surprised. turning her head, biting on her bottom lip gently, she looked over at him. eventually she stood up and went and sat next to him. "hey.." she said softly.

 

max raised both eyebrows and nodded. "yes, lets. my office won't be happy if i'm late again because of a certain madam taking her time." he rested his hand on the small of her back and led her to the car, pressing his lips to the top of her head. he opened her door and helped her in and then got in on his side, beginning the brief journey to her school. he glanced over at her and smiled. he had her under control. she knew how to behave around him, and if she acted out of line, he was sure she knew the consequences, too. he reached his hand over and rested it on her thigh, gently stroking up and down. he grinned to himself as he felt her shudder. whether it was fear or enjoyment he really didn't care because both were effects he liked to have on her. he leaned over as the traffic lights tuned red and pressed a kiss to her lips, winking. he pulled away once the lights were back to green, and sped along. soon they were at her school. watching her, he took a hold of her wrist for a moment and pulled her back to him. "i'll pick you up later, okay? right here." he pressed a rather passionate kiss to her lips, before letting her finally leave. he watched her walk in, and then sped away.

brent wandered into class, giving their teacher a small smile. she was a lovely lady - in her mid fifties now, with slightly greying curling hair, glasses that sat on the peak of her nose most of the time, and was always wearing the most unmatched outfits. today was no surprise, either - a green floor length skirt with pink daisies along the stitching hem, and a bright blue button up shirt on top, with a fur lined coat, and silver flip flops. he shook his head and laughed to himself, sitting down in his usual seat. he didn't like sitting at the back - it was wear most of the assholes sat, and sitting on the front would mean constantly being used as an example by mrs woodly. so he sat comfortably in the middle with a couple of his pals who had also chose the subject. he pulled out hi folder and shrugged his jacket off, rubbing is face, listening as the teacher began to explain the new project, and how everyone was going to be partnered up. such fun. he fell off into a day dream, biting on his pen, until his name was mentioned.. along with chara. who the hell was chara? his eyes wandered around the classroom until he fell upon her. oh, her. she was the quiet one. she probably got along with everyone, which was going to make this week a hell of a lot easier for him. he smiled at her and nodded once. at least he wasn't stuck with a cheerleader now!