Flirting With the Queen Bee

Do you know where the wild things go?

Suppressing the yawn that was trying to escape his lips, Daemon settled into his chair and stretched his large, muscled frame. With another grow spurt, hitting his body during the summer, the eighteen year old barely fitted into his assigned seat. Once more he had been forced to buy new everything and although, he was slightly annoyed by it, there was little he could do. Sooner, or later he was going to surpass his six feet with two inches and if his private doctor was correct, he would probably end up being taller than the average basketball player.

That thought had him spread his lips into an almost predatory smile. The taller he got before the season started, the more advantage his team had over the other playing schools. The fact that he had most of the games already won, because of his physical advantage made him want to celebrate even harder the kick-off for the season.

Moving his gaze to the closest window, he studied the panoramic view, his attention suddenly being caught by the familiar buzzing of people gossiping. Dragging his gazed to the entrance of the classroom, his handsome face turned into a bored expression when he noticed who it was. She still was the Queen of their Class, perhaps even the whole school and even if he found her to be attractive, he wasn't one to bow his head so easily at the Fitz heiress.

Letting out a grunt as he adjusted himself better into his chair, Daemon finally waved leisurely at the object of everyone's attention.

"Still the same, Fitz... Here I thought you'd get bigger." He teased, while he flashed her a dazzling smile.