18 Apocalypse Ave, Saturday Night

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

Elle unpacked and decorated the attic room until it felt like a space she was comfortable in. She stowed the suitcases in the closet, had all her clothes hung and shoes racked, and went downstairs to bake a batch of cookies.

With cookies and soda and James White's The Legal Imagination: Studies in the Nature of Legal Thought and Expression, she sprawled out on the porch and waited for passers by or word of a party.

"You know, Bruiser, not enough people take identity politics into consideration in court, but if you act like a criminal or look like one? You're really not going to have a fair trial." she said to the dog at her feet. He looked at her with an expression of //Elle, do you have the faintest idea what you're talking about?//

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[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer hadn't been too social in the past months or two and he had no idea what was up with Paige - so, instead of being locked up in his room, he decided to wander around town. A cigarette sticking out of his mouth, he inhaled everyonce and a while as he walked down random streets.

He ended up walking past Elle, jabbering on about politics or something, he stopped and turned to eye her. He had to admit, he had a thing for blondes. Sawyer smirked and raised a hand to wave at the petite blonde.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

She waved back enthusiastically.

"Hi! Would you like a cookie? I just made them and they have chocolate chips and I have a secret plan to share them and meet people since I'm new in town." she chittered as she stood up and beconed him to the porch.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

He promptly put out his cigarette before making his way up to her porch - the first thing he realized was this girl sure did like pink. It almost scared him as to how happy she was but then again, he could use all the socialness in the world right now.

Sawyer leaned against the door frame, "Yeah. That sure does sound nice." his twang apparent as he smirked, that glow in his eyes. He loved blondes cookies!

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

"Help yourself, I have a whole plate." she exclaimed cheerfully. "I'm Elle. And this is Bruiser. We're here to work at the summer camp."

Brusier looked up at him when she said his name, but laid down again, his beret covering his eyes.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"Nice lil pup you got there." he said as he picked up a cookie and took a bite. Hey these weren't half bad, they were really good actually. He'd have to bum it over here for dinner sometimes, since being a student at Fandom High didn't have the glorious prize of good food.

Sawyer finished his cookie before speaking, "I'm Sawyer." it was vague but it was simple enough for him.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

"It's so nice to meet you, Sawyer!" she beamed. What is it you do in town? I just moved here today and I haven't met anyone but students while I was up in the dorms and Ted who owns this house." she explained.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

He should lie, say he owns some small business on the mainland and just stays here to market his products but then he thinks of the negatives - he could lie and she would hate him forever like Paige had or he could just say that he was a student and get it over with.

"I'm a Senior at the school." he admitted ungracefully, half embarrassed, "Ain't got no job quite yet. I'm into that hard labor stuff."

I like blondes.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

"Ooh, fantastic! I haven't ever actually had a job so this summer is going to be a great experience. I've had an internship but they don't pay you for that because the value is in the experience in real world stuff and I liked it a lot but I don't think this will be quite the same since it's like summer camp, right? And I'm running a workshop but it sounds like it's going to be way fun with parties and campfires and mixers and stuff and I just can't wait!" she bubbled.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

God, she's cute. He smiled at her and took yet another cookie; he really liked how she made these, reminded him of his Ma when she was still alive and he was little.

"It'll sure be fun with you're pretty face runnin' it." he braved a compliment and bit into the cookie.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

She smiled even wider at the compliment. "Aww, thank you! That's kinda what it's about. I'm doing a workshop on image and people really underestimate the benefits of looking good. Good hair, Good clothes. Good nails. Even hard labor guys like you can have a rough and rugged thing going on that can help you get what you want." she explained innocently, sipping her soda.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"You ain't go no idea what I want." he grinned slightly, blue eyes bright on her as he finished his cookie, "And it's a good thing I signed up for your little workshop." he arched a brow as a thought crossed his mind, "Will there be one-on-one time?"

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

"Oh, totally." she said seriouly, completely oblivious to what might be on his mind. "I'm going to work with everyone closely, plus I think thre's going to be partners and we'll have a lot of fun dressing each other."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

He mockingly raised his hand as if he was in class, "May I pick my partner now?" that dimpled smile coming over him, she was so naive and blonde that it almost made him wibble.

What? He can't be horny around a girl? It's been a while.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

"I'd totally let you, but I don't know who's in the workshop yet, except for you, Sawyer." she said sweetly in response to the dimples. "But when it starts you sure can! And you so don't have to raise your hand. This isn't real school."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"But what if I want you" - he points in her direction with a small pout - "to be my partner?" still the pouty lips going. He was working hard for this one.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

She giggled and rolled her eyes up, "I can't be your partner, Sawyer! I'm the instructor. That's not fair to everyone else."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer huffed at that, giving her the totally disappointed look, "Figured as much." sad twang. Sad twang.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

"Oh, Sawyer," she said, looking utterly crushed, "it's not that I wouldn't liek to, but I have a job to do and I made a promise and I have to keep it and that means I have to do what's best for the most people, not just one." she explained, her eyebrows pulling together and her eyes glistening on the egde of tears.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Cuteness overload. Sawyer smiled dimply at her, "It's fine. I got an idea though." he touches his chin with his index finger, "You and me. Out to dinner sometime. I think that'd make up for it." he then touches her cheek.

He was being nice. What is this? A clone?

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

She blinked and considered the offer, trying to decide if he was asking her out or just being nice. She opted for nice.

"Ok, I'd like to do that. We all have to eat, right?" she said naively.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

In his mind it was asking her out but whatever floats your boat.

"Right. Where would you like to go? Money isn't an option." he could go for some expensive Italian food or whatever she wants.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

"I've totally got daddy's card, so it's totally no big. I saw a Fina place when I was looking for a manicurist and that was a really nice walk because I got to see almost all of the businesses in town and get to know the layout of the streets and stuff and it's not like in Seattle where if you can see the Space Needle you can get to it because that's just not true but here if you can see the school on the hill you can always get back to it and that's really handy, don't you think?" she chattered.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Usually, chatty girls like this would piss him off and send him running the other direction but she was too cute to pass up.

"I think so too." a smile, "And I'll pay. It's a man's duty, afterall." snagging another cookie.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

She smiled wide, "It's nice to meet someone who knows the rules about girls. Ok, Sawyer. Dinner, you pay. It'll be super!"

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"You know. These cookies are really good. Can I take some to the dorms with me when I go?" He liked stuffing his face with pointless food, it's not like it altered his body form much anyways. A little work out will fix that.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

"Sure!" she replied and blinked, "In fact, if you give me just a second," she said as she hurried inside, returning moments later with a pink, sparkly gift bag which she proceeded to fill. "I can always make more for Ted dude."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer smirked as he took the bag from her, it was very..pink but he could deal with it

"Oh! Have you decided what day you'd like to go out?" he arches a brow at her with a small dimpled smirk.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

"Since you've asked me after Wednesday it's going to have to wait til next Friday because that's the rules and if a girl doesn't adhere to them then she gets a reputation." she smiled sweetly, "Will that be ok with you?"

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"Fine with me, sugar." he says as he walks off the porch, "Hope to see you before then." holding the pink gift bag tightly.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

She blinked as he walked away, her jaw dropping a little.

Sugar?!?!

Oh dear.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

It was just a nickname! Ever heard of Southern hospitality or something?

Sawyer happily made his way back to the school. He never looked so happy with a pink bag before.