I Spy, With my Little Eyes...

It was a medium day for summer. The sun was out, but their was a light breeze that ruffled the leaves as it passed through. Once in particular when the breeze passed through it brought along more than just ruffled leaves. There Tristian stood, his backback on his shoulders and a flirtacious look about his face. He appeared to be looking for someone, but not just some random girl to flirt with, no the Vietnamese boy was looking for his little sister. Teegan was normally easy to spot, with her shoulder in a slight hunch, her head down, and a slight blush always lingering on her face. Yet somehow he couldn't find the girl. Stopping to look around Tristian decided maybe it was best he didn't run into Teegan this way. The two didn't get along well, as they were polar opposites and in this case opposites did not attract.

Outside... That was the perfect place to be on a day like this. Or through Rackley's eyes it was. The sun was warm, but not hot, and somehow the light seemed less bright. Maybe that was just the sunglasses that covered her intriguing blue eyes though. Usually, Blue came 'round the entrance looking for Sean, but today he seemed no where in site. So she was crowd surfing, an little activity where she looked for people to conversate with. She could just sense when someone needed a good chatting partner. Blue's eyes landed on a boy she'd never seen around. He looked foreign.. Chinese? Japanese? Korean? Nah, none of those. With a small dance in her step, she stood from her sitting position under an oak tree, dusted of her awfully cute plaid skirt, and pranced over to The New Boy, tapping the side of her heart shaped sun glasses protectively. They were her prized possession.
"Well, hello there Stranger. You seem... lost." Rackly smiled. Her smile was nothing special. Everything about her screamed average. Her light brown, almost dirty blonde hair had a faint shimmer, but so did everyone else's. Her cheek bones were high, but without the approval of her striking eyes, they were nothing. As were the freckles that spotted under her eyes and across the top of her average button nose. I must admit, Blue was a little short, a meager 5"1. But then again, there were plenty of girls shorter and scrawnier than her. Her hips and shoulders were averagely wide, but not fat. Just.. curvy, making her body a living hour glass. But there was something about her face that just made you want to get under those sunglasses and get a good look at her eyes. Of course, no one was going to snatch those American flag printed glasses off her face, unless they were just as obsessed with them as Rackley was.

Tristian's eyes were peeled and while he didn't spot Teegan, he did spot another girl. Sure, one might say the girl was average but in the boys eyes she was the perfect start to his life's career of flirting at this new school. With a slight twinkle in his eye he looked down at the girl, he wasn't tall himself but with her height he felt like he towered over her.
"Not lost, just looking for my sister." He said, makinf a puppy dog look across his face like he was really missing is sister. He had seen the look once before in a movie and he had, of course, already mastered it. It was a part of his power that he used often to get girls, but who could forget his charm?
With a slight grin he put his hand on her shoulder. "Have you seen a girl named Teegan? Shy, boring, quiet. " He said, slowly getting closer to her with a lopsided grin on his face. "She's very average looking, not at all a blonde beauty like you." He said twirling one of her blond strands around his pointer finger.
Tristian knew girls liked to be flattered and so he did so, it was a trick he had learned from his father at one point in his life. He didn't like to talk of the past, but if it would get him the girl he would, fake tears and all. He studdied the other girl and smiled again at her. "I'm Tristian by the way. What's your lovely name?" He asked still staring down at her with his lop-sided grin.

Hmm, look at that puppy dog face. He seemed to feign distress. He probably was really looking for Teegan, but Blue knew his lost sister wasn't the reason he was playing with her like this. No trouble, it wasn't the first time a boy'd given rather special attention. Intensified feelings made for intensified moments, but Blue's whole life was just one big emotion, Happy. So, she'd flirt back. The girl had never met a person that she hadn't fallen in love with. She had actually fallen in love with people just by a passing glance. It was sort of her gift's fault, she assumed, but nothing every really dotted out her happy sunshine-y mood. Not even a fake New Boy.
"Well, I haven't seen many girls that do quiet fit your description, although I have seen a lovely Vietnamese beauty wondering the hall. Her eyes, they're so beautiful and charming, sparkling gray. Almost like yours." She said, as if flirting was part of every word she always said. And in truth, everything she did was flirting. She was the essence of flirting almost, but that wasn't really her fault one again. It was kind of her gifts. Because everyone just seemed so wonderful, so pure. Blame Rackley for wanting to soak up every bit of love and attention. It all just felt so good to her.
"Are you enjoying my hair?" The New Boy had slender fingers twirling in her locks, and it was very blunt and flirting-killing of her to point it out so sweetly and innocently, as though she was naive, which she kind of was, but that's a little strayed from the point. It was the simplicity of the fact that a random stranger was playing with her hair that made her giddy.
"Oh, yes. Names. Mine is Rackley Blue Oxford. Call me what you like, everyone does." She laughed, reaching out and poking him in a dimple. The rough feel of his cheek surprised her as it grated against her finger tips. It was a nice feeling, and she'd felt it before. And although she kind of liked this New Boy, named Tristian, she decided to keep her sunglasses on. She didn't want to startle him just yet, like she knew her eyes always did when someone saw them for the first time.

If Tristian had heard the large words floating through this girl's mind he would've probably been taken aback. Sure he was handsome, but to put it lightly, he wasn't the brightest crayon in the box, no? Her train of thought was one of the many things the boy did not get about giggly girls like her. Girls pretended to be dumb, sweet, and innocent while really they were ten times smarter than him and meaner as well. Not that Tristian thought this girl was dumb, no like most blondes this one seemed just as happy as ever. Happy people tended to be nicer people. Right?
With a stiff blink, the Vietnamese boy brought himself back into reality. His smile never falling flat through his deep conversation in his head. Or at least he thought it was deep, but in reality it was about as shallow as a kiddie-pool. What, he was a boy and as far as he could tell this girls boobs where talking to him as much as she really was. "Yes, well Teegan did inherit her eyes from our mother. She was a beauty much like yourself. However I wouldn't be able to judge the worth of your eyes from outside of those cute little sunglasses." He said with a slight smirk, wiggling her glasses playfully. "I bet they probably match your pretty face." He said mindlessly, rubbing his neck with his other hand.
His right hand was much to busy twisting a lovely lock of blonde hair between his fingers. "I am actually enjoying your hair very much. However if you wish I would stop..." He said pulling his hand away lightly from the girls head and shifting his backpack so that it's weight lied on his other shoulder. There was need for the girl to act so giddy, it was only mindless flirting. Something, he reminded himself daily, that he was very gifted at.
"Well what a beautiful name for such a beautiful face," He said with a small grin. "It is very nice to meet you Ms. Oxford." He said, taking her hand lightly in his and brushing his lips across the skin of her hand. It was a very romantic gesture he used quite often and more times than not it showed great results, however maybe this girl would be stubborn and play hard to get. Tristian didn't mind either one, the boy liked the chase. "Now since you said you had seen my lovely sister please lead the way." He said, her hand still in he hands, but instead of letting go he playfully intertwined her fingers through his and let his had drop. Giving her arm a slight pull as in telling her to lead the way. The Vietnamese boy looked at her with a soft smile, waiting for first move.

Well well well, someone did definitely know how to play the game. And play it well, might I add. Of course, the game was love. You always lost when it came to little Rackley Blue. Silly little girl just never seemed to stay hooked on any one boy. Not when there were thousand different ones with different hair colors, and eyes, and singing voices, and talents. Not when they all had a different feel when she kissed them, a different taste. No, you couldn't ask Rackley to settle down.
Not ever.
Playfully, she smiled, and pretended to slide her glasses off, giggling when she let them stay on her perky little buttoned nose. "Now, now mister Tristian... If I took off my glasses, it'd be very tragic. You just might fall in love with them, then I'd never be rid of you!" She laughed, her joking and teasing tone prodding at his skin. Blue was very good at getting under people's skin. Somewhere in her subconscious, she almost knew she was doing it. But most the time it came naturally. Just like all of her charms.
Especially her giddy feeling.
"I'm sure that's what you tell all the girls you intend to have fun with." She said, letting him kiss her hand, all the while giving him the most predatory look. It wasn't a look that said you belonged to me, more of I belong to myself, paws off boys. But it wasn't that Rackley wasn't enjoying herself, on the contrary, she was relishing in the thick attention.
Almost suffocating herself in it.
As he wrapped her fingers in his, she became blatantly aware of everyone looking at them. Was this boy perhaps... Taming the vicious and unattainable Rackley Blue? Hell no. Slyly, she smiled, and retracted her hand. "I forgot my bad under the okay tree, do forgive me for lack of prior planning." She purred, running to grab her turquoise back pack, covered in hand painted waves and little iron on surf boards. Her and her friends back in Florida just went crazy when she left. cx
Wait, back to Teegan..
"Now, lets go find your female doppelganger, handsome." Rackley had fired up her flirting to a full 144 %. Her hands were smugly wrapped around her backpack straps, disapproving any moves for hand holding, unless Tristian was that bold. Then Blue would have to be just that bold, and wretch her hand away. No way was this boy going to play with her. She was in charge as usual.
"I think I might have seen her in the cafeteria." Banishing all stray thoughts, Blue focused back on the task at hand. With her sunglasses still firmly in place, she walked up the steps, motioning with her head for Tristian to follow, not looking behind her again to see if he was following. She knew he was.
They always followed.