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Post by Daniel on Dec 22, 2007 0:32:13 GMT -5
"Well, if all men are like you, I don't want to," Emma said, voice getting colder with every syllable. She had tried to be the polite, nice, mature one, but if this moron didn't leave her alone, that could change in a heartbeat.
//Are they in Puddifoot's or outside?...//
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Post by Ems on Dec 22, 2007 0:40:54 GMT -5
((Outside. ))
"Let's be reasonable now," the smirk on his face widened. "No man on eartch could possibly measure up to me,"he puffed out his chest and struck a cheesy pose. "I AM the one... the only Andrew Flaherty."
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Post by Daniel on Dec 22, 2007 0:44:31 GMT -5
That flared Emma's temper immediately. "Well, you big moron, how have your relations with smart girls been going lately...let's see, Lily kicked your ass. Oh, no wait..." she started with a defiant smirk. "Then you got humiliated by a six-year-old who told you off in front of her mother, who was laughing hysterically the whole time...I don't blame her. After all, it's entertaining to watch an immature adult be cut down by a supremely more mature six-year-old," she said, ready to continue if need be, but pausing to take a breath while this soaked in...That is, if he could think through all that.
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Post by Ems on Dec 22, 2007 0:54:22 GMT -5
"Ok. Number one,"Andrew retorted, his face growing purple with each passing second. "Lily Potter did not kick my ass. I let her. Same thing goes for the little brat,"he spat, bitterly. "Number two. I couldn't fight them back. They're girls! They're weak! They aren't good for anything except for having sex and looking pretty!"
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Post by Daniel on Dec 22, 2007 0:59:47 GMT -5
It was almost possible to hear the snap in Emma's mind as her temper restraints broke. She seemed to turn around to walk away, but whirled back and punched him square in the nose. "You know something," she said through gritted teeth. "People always said my brother had a death wish." At that moment she snapped her left leg at him and made direct contact with his stomach. "They obviously never talked to you."
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Post by Ems on Dec 22, 2007 1:12:05 GMT -5
Andrew gaave a shout of pain and crumpled to the floor. His hand was bloodied up from covering his once-again broken and bloody nose. He keeled over and groaned in pain, clutching his stomach. "Oh my god1"he shouted. "OH MY FRACHING GOD!!"
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Post by Daniel on Dec 22, 2007 1:18:17 GMT -5
"Don't bring religion into this, it had nothing to do with you getting destroyed by a girl for the third time in what? A week? Three days?" Emma asked tauntingly. She turned to leave, rolling her eyes and deciding that Andrew had been humiliated enough. He would probably say it was a surprise shot, or that he couldn't fight a girl...but that was OK, all the smart people she knew would believe her. That's all that mattered.
//Feel free to have him jinx/attack her or something.//
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Post by Ems on Dec 22, 2007 1:23:23 GMT -5
(( Aaaw.. But that wouldn't be right. x.x;; ))
"Not.. OWWCH.. Destroyed.. OWWCH.. Let you girls.... beat me.. OWWWWWW.. up,"he groaned weakly, collapsing on the cold hard ground again. His new suit was covered with dried blood and tiny pebbles from the ground.
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Post by Daniel on Dec 22, 2007 1:25:57 GMT -5
"And you still try to cling to the fantasy of being polite and letting girls beat you up...right," Emma rolled her eyes exasperatedly. She spared him one last glance before turning away again to walk off.
//Last chance, she's leaving...lol//
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Post by Ems on Dec 22, 2007 1:28:37 GMT -5
(( But it's not Andrew. He may be a horny pig, but he's still a Flaherty. Haha.. He has limits.. ))
"Oh come on1"suddenly Andrew sprang back up, completely healed. The huge smirk was on his face again. He threw an arm around Emma's shoulder. "My little brother does that all the time and he doesn't get hit."
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Post by Daniel on Dec 22, 2007 1:32:14 GMT -5
Emma threw his arm off of her as she turned back to face him. "Because he really IS polite, and respectful, and honest. Unlike YOU! Women are not freaking machines, OK? There's more to a relationship than...than...whatever the hell you think is in one," she said, glaring at him. "I'm surprised you've even lived this long, the way you act."
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Post by Ems on Dec 23, 2007 2:06:38 GMT -5
Andrew raised an eyebrow. "So... you like Gaylord? The Lord of all Gays?"he asked, stifling a chuckle. He was very amused by this Tripp girl's reaction. "And of COURSE women aren't machines. You have feelings. Women are like... a pet ferret!"he exclaimed. "Overexcited about the silliest things and you overreact and hurt people violently,"he shuddered.
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Post by Daniel on Dec 23, 2007 16:18:53 GMT -5
Emma refrained from punching him again, deciding that it wouldn't do any good. "Name one thing you can do that a woman can't," she said, trying to remain calm and giving him a defiant stare, putting her weight on her right foot and crossing her arms over her chest again.
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Post by Ems on Dec 24, 2007 4:11:48 GMT -5
"Easy,"Andrew grinned and crossed his arms across his chest. "We can score on chicks. We can wear guy clothing. Oh! And we can pee standing up!"he announced, loudly. Children from across the street stared at the pair with a curious expression.
The oblivious dork grinned widely with a triumphant expression as if to say "BEAT THAT!"
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Post by Daniel on Dec 25, 2007 0:31:19 GMT -5
"So can homosexuals. So can every girl except preppy anorexic ones," Emma said to the first two. "OK, so the last one we can't go. But can guys give birth? No. So we're even. Anything else?" she asked, raising her eyebrows at Andrew and switching her weight to the other foot, arms still crossed.
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Post by Ems on Dec 26, 2007 20:13:21 GMT -5
"Touche,"nodded Andrew, grinning widely. "You're rather smart, aren't you?"he asked, stating the obvious. "Oh! I've got it!"his eyes lit up and the smile on his lips grew wider. "Rather simple. I have no idea why I didn't think of that before,"he mumbled to himself, scratching his chin.
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Post by Daniel on Dec 28, 2007 19:37:37 GMT -5
"If you say pranks or sports, I swear to Merlin that no one will be able to recognize the mangled remains of your face," Emma growled. She shifted her weight once again habitually and tapped her right index finger against her left arm, as both were still crossed in front of her as she waited for Andrew's response, which would probably be either laughable, pathetic, maddening, exasperating, or a combination of the four.
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Post by Ems on Dec 29, 2007 22:14:34 GMT -5
"Oh please,"Andrew rolled his eyes and scoffed. "As if this,"he gestured to himself,"would EVER do any sports. And why on EARTH would I bother with nasty pranks? God knows I can torture my little brother with just words,"he rolled his eyes again. "No, no,"he shook his head, smiling at her. "I am one of a kind,"he sighed, looking at his own reflection in the window.
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Post by Daniel on Dec 29, 2007 22:23:54 GMT -5
"So what's your answer?" Emma asked, sending her piercing glare sharply at Andrew. She knew he would have some completely idiotic thing and she was all ready steeling herself so that she wouldn't completely destroy him when it came. Not that there were any promises...
//Brain dead...//
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Post by Ems on Dec 29, 2007 22:37:22 GMT -5
"I'm,"he paused for dramatic effect. "Me!"Andrew puffed his chest out again and pointed at himself, flashing her a smile. "Honestly. Can you think of someone else as devilishly handsome as I am? Who's as WONDERFUL and BETTER at being me.. than me?"he sighed at his own reflection again, running a hand through his hair.
((Wow.... He sounds gay... o.O ))
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Post by Daniel on Dec 29, 2007 22:48:04 GMT -5
//Just so you know...Emma's going to beat the crap out of him.//
Emma closed her eyes, breathing heavily as she tried to suppress the urge to punch him in the jaw. "You...are...the...most...inconsiderate...conceited...idiot...I...have...ever...met..." she said slowly through gritted teeth. "Good bye, Andrew Flaherty," she said finally, turning away to leave.
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Post by Ems on Dec 30, 2007 1:22:23 GMT -5
((That's what he's here for. xD ))
"Why,"Andrew smirked, giving a slight bow. "I feel so honored. So, does that mean you'll agree to come on a date? How does dinner in Italy sound?"he smirked, taking a huge step forward to cut in front of her.
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Post by Daniel on Dec 30, 2007 1:25:28 GMT -5
"NO...Andrew...I...do...not...want...to...go...on...any...date...with...you," she said, almost punching him, but stopping herself at the last second. "Just leave, will you?" she begged, not wanting to have to resort to hurting him. She tried to brush past Andrew.
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Post by Ems on Dec 30, 2007 1:57:47 GMT -5
Andrew opened his mouth to retort, then paused and snapped his mouth shut. A smirk slid across his lips. "Fine then. Go,"he said, smoothly, crossing his arms across his chest. "I won't bother you,"he said simply, leaning against the telephone pole behind him.
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Post by Daniel on Dec 30, 2007 2:01:42 GMT -5
"OK, see ya," Emma said and immediately turned to walk away. She knew that he wouldn't let her go like that...it was never that easy with conceited guys like Andrew Flaherty. But maybe she would get lucky. So she took a few determined steps away, almost smiling, but not ready to let herself believe that he was going to let her leave.
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