beast and the harlot - [london]

[nevada riley enders]

a sigh escaped the boy's lips just before wrapping them around the butt of the light cigarette sitting between his fingertips, inhaling the smoke shortly after. he let the smoke travel it's way down into his lungs before exhaling, his eyes wandered the familiar area and he shook his head. he hated being home, he loved college life. he was making money, getting high, getting laid, and then he got caught. not only was he flunking out of his classes, but he was caught by campus security selling uppers to the students before mid-terms so here he was. the school compromised, instead of sending him to jail they decided to simply kick him out and forbid him to ever step foot on the school campus every again, he could live with that.

his eyes went up and down, side to side at the high school building he had graduated from a mere year ago. yes, he finished high school at nineteen. nobody's perfect. anyway, he flicked the dead butt across the school property and waited for the school to let out, what a better way of learning his lesson by selling drugs to minors? if anyone would have asked the muscular, inked up boy why he was standing outside of the high school chain smoking he would have replied with either 'mind your own fucking business' or a 'i'm waiting for my little sister, freshman.' with a smile. nevada, yes like the state, checked his phone. five more minutes until the bell would ring, so he lit up another cigarette to pass the time.

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[london lullaby crawford]

Sitting in her last class of the day, London wasn't exactly in the mood to be speaking any sort of Spanish to anyone else, let alone having to actually do any work for the class. When London looked up at the clock, she was so thankful that it was time to be going home. Or at least, it would be in about five or so minutes. Pretending to write notes in her notebook, London looked at the clock out of the corner of her eye, so that when there was about sixty seconds left of class, she closed her notebook and began putting her things back into her backpack because she was sure the hell ready to go home. When the bell finally sounded, London was out of her chair in no time and was out of the classroom quickly, along with the rest of the people in her class. She wasn't thrilled about the other kids in her class, but she did have a few that she enjoyed hanging out with; although, there were a few that she knew, simply because of supply and demand. London was a dealer to many in the school, but she kept it all under wraps.

Once outside of the building, London looked around front yard of the school and soon saw most of the people she dealt to get on a bus or walk towards the student parking lot. It would be a slow afternoon for the girl, but London was happy about it. That meant that she could go home and enjoy Project Runway in her room and possibly even take a nap. This was the best part of a Monday. And quite possibly, the only good part of said day.

Walking across the street so that she wasn't on school property anymore, London took in the face of a male that she had seen in the past, but hadn't seen in quite awhile. She was curious as to what the hell he was doing back near the school, because if he was up to what London thought he was up to, she was not going to be a happy girl for much longer. In fact, she was going to turn into a cold-stone bitch if he was going to try and sell on her turf. London needed the money to support herself, since her dead-beat dad wasn't any help at all. Going away for weeks at a time sometimes, leaving no food or money in the house for London to get food or pay the bills with, London needed a way to make quick cash and be able to support herself. Though, she would give the male the benefit of the doubt and not say anything to him, but London would have to remind herself to keep an eye on him. Losing business was not an option for the girl.

As the pink-haired girl made it to the other side of the street, she felt her phone go off in her pocket and took it out to read the text. It was from one of her best customers, looking for something to get him through the long school week ahead of him. She told him to meet her across the street and they would talk business. Once she sent the text, London put her phone back in her pocket, crossed her arms across her chest, then waited for business to come to her.

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[nevada riley enders]

nevada watched the pile of kids come out of the building and his eyes looked around for the 'type' who would buy off of him. any kid with a skateboard, shaved head, dread lock, jeans hanging off their asses, and the boys with snap-backs with newports behind their ears. however, in the mist of his search one girl had caught his eye. then again, with what she were wearing along with her hot pink hair it would have been hard to miss. she looked familiar, and it made sense. nevada knew she was in the school the same time he was, just probably a year or two behind. no, a year. there was no way she was an underclassman. he watched her cross the street, standing and waiting just like she were. could it be that his job of local dealer was taken in his year of absence? he had to investigate, undercover.

the boy puffed away on his cigarette as he crossed the street and approached the very attractive female. "not a lot of girls can pull that cotton candy do off." he exhaled, looking her up and down not even caring if it were obvious. she was hot, and since nevada had a way with words, if you were a on the verge sex addict with a love of forwardness, he wasn't going to silence himself. "so cutie, you a senior?" nevada flicked his cigarette into the street, awaiting for a response from this girl.

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[london lullaby crawford]

As soon London had crossed the street, she was already in the process of making a deal. This was going to be a good day. Plus, she wouldn't have to walk all the way home and order food, she'd be able to spend the afternoon in town and eat something while she was already there. Though, she'd probably order Chinese or Thai for dinner and have it delivered, but that was besides the point.

Waiting for the male to come find her so that she could put money in her pocket, London's peaceful afternoon was soon interrupted by the male that she thought that she slightly knew. He had walked up to her and began talking to her as if they had been friends for years; this was something that London was not happy about in the least bit. Waiting until the male had finished speaking to her, London watched him look at her from head to toe and then back up. She grinned. London knew that she was hot, but she had standards and this guy didn't meet them. He was too forward for her. She liked it when a guy knew his place around her, which clearly this guy didn't. It was a shame too, because London thought that he had a cute face.

While the male spoke his mind, London felt her phone vibrate in her pocket and she reached for the electronic device. "You'll have to excuse me, important people need my attention for a moment," London said, replying to the text. The person that wanted to buy off of her had questioned her about the male in front of her right now. Of course he was being cautious and didn't want to get caught, but London told him that he had nothing to worry about. Then focusing back on the male standing in front of her, London looked directly into his eyes. "I know, that's why I chose the color," she spoke. "And no, I'm a junior." It took her a moment to decide if she wanted to finish the conversation or not, but London couldn't help her next comment. "So, pretty boy, you into freshman?" she said, shaking her head and turning her back to him.

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[nevada riley enders]

the attitude this girl had definitely made nevada get all hot and bothered, he like a feisty girl and on the campus they were either too stuck up or too desperate. more girls like that and he wouldn't have been selling to take up his time, he'd be having sex for days. the boy dropped his jaw in a joking kind of way, letting a chuckle escape his lip. nevada shook his head and sighed, a junior so he was right on the not being an underclassman but he was definitley wrong on the senior statement. she just looked older than she did, he guessed. then again there wasn't anything wrong with that, sure you may or may not have just thought the word pedophile in your head but don't worry nevada is anything but. however he does think some of the laws are a little twisted, what's a few years to say two people can't legally bone? he was twenty, and would have no problem boning a sixteen year old if she reached his standards.

her pretty boy comment made nevada shake his head wit ha smirk on his face, he liked this girl. she had a spunky side that most girls wouldn't even think of showing. "no just smart-mouthed, cocky, bitchy juniors who have oh-so-important people to talk to." he waited for her response, with his smirk still painted across his lips. nevada fiddled with his lip ring with his tongue for a few seconds before getting bored, he didn't know why he was still standing here talking to this girl since she was obviously an asshole but then again so was he. so that's probably the best explanation.

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[london lullaby crawford]

Looking at the male that was currently standing before her, London couldn't help but grin. There was something about him that definitely intrigued her, but she hadn't figured out what exactly it was just yet.

With the male's comment about who he was into, London couldn't help but let a slight laugh escape from her formally closed lips. "Don't go getting all hot and bothered, I don't want anything to do with you," London said, making it clear that she wasn't the type of girl to go after a guy that she hadn't even known for five minutes. Call her old-fashioned, but London actually liked the idea of a guy and a girl actually dating without anything serious, then eventually, he would ask her to be his girl and she'd accept gladly.

Seeing a second male walk up behind the one standing before her, London grabbed her Spanish book out of her backpack. She handed it to the other male and then he handed her a textbook of his own. It was the easiest way to slide the cash and the drugs to the other person when they were that close to the school without someone getting suspicious about anything. "See you tomorrow," London said to the second male, who was now walking away.

Then London's phone went off again, so she took it out of her pocket. Only this time, she was getting a phone call instead of a text message. Ignoring it, London looked to the male standing in front of her. "So, what do I have to do to get rid of you? You're like a lost puppy that wants to follow me home so that I can keep and feed forever," she said. "And before you make some smart ass comment and being a lost puppy, get over yourself. You're not following me home, I'm not keeping you, and I'm not buying you food," London said, opening the textbook she was just handed. She pulled out fifty bucks from the first few pages and smiled. One sale down, only nineteen more to go to make the house payment that month.

Taking a ten out of the cash she pulled from the book, London slipped it down into her shirt and into her bra for food money, then put the rest in her front pocket. The pink-haired female then put the textbook back into her bag and closed it. "Well, it was," London said, pausing. Normally people would said that it was good talking to a person, but London hadn't felt that way in this situation. "Well, bye," the female said, coldly, turning her body away from the male and walking away. After taking a few steps, London looked over her shoulder at the male, "By the way, you should just stick to freshman. Those junior girls are bitches," she said to the male, just before turning around to face away from him again.

[nevada riley enders]

nevada rolled his eyes at her comment, he'd like to do some shit with her but he knew that most likely it wasn't happening. when the other guy walked up from behind him, nevada watched in amazement how slick this girl was. he never thought of that, ever. the boy went to open his mouth to compliment her, however; she completely dissed him and he had to admit that it hurt. at the campus girls were falling out of trees for him, and he was only a freshman. and to go from that to this, well it wasn't fun for him. nevada looked at her with an odd look, this girl was incredibly sexy just her attitude sucked. at first he liked it, but now it was just pissing him off. and nevada hated being pissed off. as she turned, after making yet another witty comment, nevada shook his head. "no wonder i haven't gotten a goddamn sale since i've been back." he mumbled, kind of loudly but not intentionally. "i get it. you're showing off your rack, wearing those hot fucking high heels and taking my old clients." he shook his head, again and sighed. that time, he spoke loudly and it was fully intended towards her.

he waited for her to come storming back at him, because well that's what any girl would do. whether she's similar to the other girls or not, no girl would just take a comment like that. nevada was taking slow steps towards her, making it easier for her to get to him. he smirked again, thinking how funny it would be if they kept this going for a while. he'd probably end up at her house and she'd have no idea until they got there. nevada felt his eyes staring at her body again. "better view from the back." he thought in his mind, pulling another cigarette out and lighting it quickly. nevada was a die hard chain smoker, but the reason why he smoked so much wasn't just because he was addicted and had been smoking for a long time. smoking helped him cave with his other addictions, pain medication and cocaine.

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[london lullaby crawford]

Looking to the male as he watched the sale go down, London couldn't help but smile. It seemed to her that he hadn't ever thought about doing a textbook exchange to exchange the drugs and the money. London used the textbook exchange so that people wouldn't catch on as quickly, namely teachers and various other adults.

Once the second male had left and London had spoken her peace and went on her merry way, she heard the comment that the tattoo-covered male had said. Grinning brightly, London turned to look at him, face-to-face. "Then it looks like I grew the right set. Have got to love genetics, don't you?" she asked, rhetorically.

The next comment that he had made was the one that London wasn't happy about. Taking his old clients. London was going to have to put a stop to this before he even started, since he had just admitted to not being able to sell to his old clientele. Turning on her heels, London looked at the male with eyes ready to kill. "Don't even think about stepping in on my market. You left, I took over. If you don't like it, you shouldn't have come back out of the hole you probably just crawled out of. If you start trying to sell your shit in my neighborhoods again, then you and I are going to have really big problems," London warned.

Putting one hand on her hip, London looked at the male. It was a shame that his pretty face was going to have to go to waste now, since he had tried to sell on her turf. There was no way that she was going to be friendly with him now or ever. Though, as she looked the male up and down, from head to toe, London took in every inch of his body. He was definitely a catch, but this so-called catch was trying to overstep the boundary lines, which was something that London just wasn't going to handle with care.

[nevada riley enders]

nevada gave her a pissed off look and cocked his head a little. "the hole i crawled out of? i left for school, got kicked out for selling. so if you wanna make assumptions little miss sceenie weenie, here's a thought, don't." he hated when people assumed he was from a bad part of town or was a loser, mainly because both of those statements were true. growing up was hell for him in that school, especially because the girls just like the one he was arguing with now always messed with him for living where he does. "we're gonna have problems? what in the hell are you gonna do? spray your hair spray in my eyes? please." now he was pissed off, but some one he just couldn't leave this girl alone. nevada watched her get all sassy and what not, putting her hand on her hip and the look on her face. as much as he wished they were of the same sex, so he could put this girl on her ass, those thoughts were getting crossed out by the thoughts of boning this little pink haired ball of sass.

"you know-" he began, stepping closer towards the girl. "you're pretty sexy when you're pissed off. i'll have to remember that." the boy then turned on his own heels, mocking the girl of course, whilst puffing away on his cancer stick as he walked in the opposite direction of her. that silly old smirk remained on his face, even wit h thie cigarette slipped between his lips.

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[london lullaby crawford]

Hearing the male babbling on about apparently not crawling out of a hole and just being kicked out of school, London couldn't help but grin. Crossing her arms across her chest, London waited for the male to finish his rant for her turn to speak again.

When he did finish for the moment, London shook her head. "And I'm supposed to care that you were stupid enough to get caught?" she questioned. "I guess you're just not good enough at it then," London retorted.

"And if I want to make assumptions, I'm going to," the pink haired ball of fury stated.

Then he mentioned something about her spraying hair spray in his eyes. London laughed for a few seconds before her eyes focused upon the male again. "For your information, I'm not going to waste my hair spray on your pathetic looking eyes," she said.

This poor guy. He put London in an extremely bad mood and now he was going to have to deal with her angry temper. If she wasn't baited, London was normally a really sweet girl. For the most part anyway. Unless you were a jock or a friend of her former boyfriend, of course.

"Besides, hair spray wouldn't do enough damage," London responded with, a devilish grin on her face

And once she had finished speaking, London waited for the male's response, but got nothing but a statement that only pissed her off that much more.

"Really?" London asked, rhetorically.

"You guys are all the same. You think with your dick and you can't even carry on a full argument without making some silly remark about a girl's appearance."

London removed her arms from across her chest and put them down to her sides.

"Do us all a favor and crawl back into your hole in the ground," she spoke, turning away from the male and walking away from him. "You're not wanted, nor needed around here anymore."

That was the last thing that the girl spoke to the unknown male before turning on her heels to get something to eat for lunch and dinner at the same time.