Lucas layed himself down on the grass jsut infront of the bleachers, minding his own business, just laying there with his arm over his face and nothing on his mind...

Kali was p****d. She strode so violently that her small plaid skirt fluttered over her fishnet nylons. She didn't wear any shoes which in itself was rather unusual, but her top which was ripped at the midriff showing her navel and a ebony fox tattoo that brought your attention there rather than her feet or her small unitnteresting breasts. Her hair was wild and up in thick locks of red gold black and blue. And her dark eyelynered eyes were flaming a brilliant yellow. She walked through the pitch swiging a leather jacket a frustrated frown on her pouty lips.

Lucas could hear somone stomping around, he looked up, noticing she had no shoes on, it was strange that he could hear her even tohugh she was barefooted. he sat up "Hey!" he sohuted overto her "Coem over her a second!"

Her head snapped up and her brow furrowed instinctivly she wore a frown that compelled her face to look magnificintly violent. What did he want? He could just order her around now like his pet? She didn't even know the kid...

"What?!" She growled wanting to hit something...

"Calm down, i just wanted to know wahts wrong?" he said noticing he may have been a little spitful in his initial speach...

She was torn between infuriation and exhaustion. Sighing until her lungs almost burst. She didn't know whether ot rip out his throat or hug him in anguish. Her feet hurt and her legs were starting to get cold, and so she let out a little coo and shook her head.

"And why should you be so interested?" She asked a little more sweetly.

"Because i am a nice guy!" he said smiling "And why do you have no shoes on your feet?"

"I...." SHe paused for a moment biting her lip. Nice guy or not he wouldn't understand.

"Lost them. Why are you out here so late? Its got to be close to three or four.."

"I like it out here!" he smield "Its soothing ya know!"

"Yes I do know." She sighed and tilted her head back, her lips pouting. She wondered what angle he was coming from. After all she WAS in a rather short skirt.

"Im sorry you couldn't sleep then." She said nothing tender in her voice, but it wasn't annoyed either...

"I dont sleep more than 3 hours a night anyway!" he smield. and thats if any he tohught to himself "What abotu you date gone wrong or somthing?"

She chuckled, naivety was the most beautiful thing in the world.

"Something like that" she smiled slyly, her teeth glittering like fangs on a tiger.

"So what year are you in?" he looked at her, kind of hard to judge her in such darkness...

She was a little nervous here, in the open, the wind flitting her hair about. But she looked up at him clearly enough to answer his question.

"Seventh year, Gryffindor. And yourslef?"

"Sixth, Gryffindor!" he said smiling at her "You should sit dowen, relax a little.."

Under any other circumstance she would have shook her head, but her back was so tight and her feet were nearly bleeding so she nodded her head only a little before sitting in the grass and leaning forward in her hands so that her thighs were completly visable.

"So are you going totell me whats up?" he siad in a calm and controlled manner..

"You my friend wouldn't have a clue..." She chuckled laying back into the grass.

"Really? and why is that?" he said curiously

"You seem rather inexperianced..." SHe smiled wryly.

"Well maybei am, if you were talknig about, tennis or being educated!" he said smilnig "But if you were talking about basketball or sex then im very experienced...!"

She smiled devilishly and chuckled to herslef her eyes closed.

"I needed a little money and so I got it, however when and angry girlfriend walks in its hard to remmeber your shoes. Thats why I always get payed up front."

"Interesting!" he smiled "Iveb een offered money before!" he said laughing "Never needed it bad enoguh to sleep with ugly people for it though...