Reagents (closed to Chloe)

[Lucas Meadows]

LIKE A SILVERBLADE, I CUT MY WAY OUT OF CONTROL
BUT DON'T YOU KNOW
SOME KNIVES WILL CUT YOU STRAIGHT TO THE BONE
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Out of all the unlikely places to find Lucas Meadows after the normal school hours were over, the science classroom would probably be somewhere at the top of the list. This was none the less where he currently found himself (although not by choice), casually leaned back on a chair with his feet slung up on a desk near the center of the empty room. His school bag lay slumped on the floor beside him and he hadn't even bothered to find the necessary equipment for tonight's little experiment yet. The only reason he was there at all was the fact that their science teacher had explicitly told him that if he didn't finish this assignment, he might fail the class. Or worse. At Power's Academy there was no way of knowing what such an ambiguous phrase might mean, and in most cases it beat the crap out a normal detention.

Which was probably why he had bothered with showing up at all. Contrary to the belief of most of his teachers, Lucas was neither stupid nor slow. It was just that he had never seen the point of working all that hard with the classes which didn't relate to managing his problem of constantly moving things around with his mind, known to others as telekinesis. He generally just thought of it as the curse. Once he finally got out of this circus his father's name would get him into any University he wanted, and provided that he could convince the man that his abnormality was no longer an issue, he would be welcomed back into the family with open arms. In short, his science grade wasn't at the top of Lucas' priorities or worries.

Even so, he would generally finish his homework sooner or later. He had no secrete desire to spend the rest of his stay at Power's Academy mopping the floors after all. Whistling softly Lucas kept an eye on the door. Normally he would prefer to finish his work in the privacy of his own room, but this time he had been left with no choice. This particular assignment was meant to be done with a randomly selected partner, much to his quiet displeasure. Lucas had never been much of a fan of group assignments. As far as he was concerned, group work was just another way of giving those students who struggled in a subject the option of free loading on a more talented peer. Even so, he supposed that tonight's project might prove to be more entertaining than holing up in his room and stalk the chat room forums trying to make contact with his friends at home. Moving his left hand lazily he focused on a piece of crumpled paper which had been lying discarded on the desk before him, and moved it into the air. It hovered above him, almost as if it was floating in water, with the words “Chloe Bennett” clearly visible against the white surface. Lucas had no more than a hazy recollection of his lab partner of the evening. He could vaguely picture a blond girl his own age, quite good looking he imagined, but no more than that.

A sudden sound of footsteps out in the hallway almost made his concentration slip, and for a second the note in front of him shivered almost as if it was caught in a wind. Sitting up a little more straightly Lucas tried to peer out through the open door while at the same time keeping the piece of paper calmly floating in front of him. "Chloe Bennett?" he said in calm but strong voice, even before he could see the shape of the girl in the doorway, "it's about time you showed up." She was only a few minutes late according to the clock hanging above the black board, but he didn't care. It was his time she was wasting, and that made it important minutes.

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tagged: Chloe Bennett
words: Um, not sure
outfit: Lucas is wearing dark jeans and a worn light t-shirt. It makes him look good =P
notes: Okay, so I made an attempt. Hope it's liveable.

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[chloe ever bennett.]

TOUCH
NEED YOUR HANDS ON ME
SO WE CAN
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Chloe stared at the clock like she had somehow developed the power to control time. She squinted at it wishing it would go slower, it ticked to the next minutes anyway. She didn't let go of her will as she tried to stop it once more before giving up. She sat in her advanced math class wishing she didn't have to go do a lab with the snot face brat. Surprising enough she wanted time to go by slowly, she disliked math, true, she found it pointless if she couldn't become a doctor because of her power. That didn't stop her from taking it because she was a smart kid and got top marks with or without enjoying it. She groaned as she heard the clock tick yet again, she had one more minute before class was out and she would then go back to her dorm and get ready to do some chemistry, probably by herself since she didn't doubt that he would ditch her at the lab to go and pretend to be cool.

The bell rang too loudly and made Chloe jump in her seat. She slowly shoved her things inside her bag in no real hurry, she nodded to a desk mate who she was pretty sure only sat next to her so he could pass grade eleven math. He didn't even acknowledge her existence unless he needed to copy the homework of cheat off of her tests. She wasn't that impressed but nodded back anyway. Chloe closed her bag once everything was in it and threw it over her shoulder and stormed out of the classroom without a look back. She had a spare the next period which was like heaven so she could go take a nice hot shower instead of pretend to listen in her next class. She skirted around people being sure not to touch them so she wouldn't have a vision. She had perfected the art of dodging people in the hallways. When she was in the lower grades it was more of a problem that people bumped into her but now that she was a junior people almost parted ways for her like she was a goddess. She could be popular if she wanted but she hated it, she wanted to blend in with the crowd not get fake smiles from every person she saw.

Chloe was outside walking to her dorm when she heard the bell that the period had started. Chloe didn't look back as she gave them her deepest apologies about getting stuck in class while she was headed off to the shower. She opened up the door to the girls dorms and climbed up the stairs vowing that she needed the exercise. She knew she was fine the way she was but it didn't stop her from calling herself fat and wishing her boobs would stop growing, she already had to revamp her bra selections since the last school year. She shook her head not wanting to think about her c cup and decided she was going to work out more in attempts to make them go away. She doubted it would happen but it was worth a shot. Chloe was at room 202 and unlocked the door with ease and walked over to her bunk. She dropped her bag on her bunk but it hit the floor bouncing off her mattress. She sighed not bending down to pick it up and headed for the shower. Chloe walked into the bathroom and looked around to observe it overall craziness. There was curlers and straighteners everywhere along with assorted hairbrushes and hair products. Chloe was lost not knowing what to do, usually she just let her hair go naturally or pull it over one shoulder but she wondered why people bothered to have the opposite of their natural hair.

Chloe's shower was wonderful. She washed her hair with some exotic fruit shampoo and conditioner and she couldn't help but sniff her hair as she showered liking the smell way too much. She steamed up the whole room and felt way to accomplished as she stepped out and grabbed her soft green towel. She skillfully wrapped it around her and ran back to her room trying to keep herself clean while not dripping on the floor. Chloe grabbed a hand towel from inside one of her drawers and tied up her hair and sat down on her bunk with a grunt. She was way to tired but the shower had relaxed her way to much. She pulled out her math book from her bag and did a couple problems about parabolas. She was halfway done the homework when her head started to hurt from concentration. She put down her book before she glanced at her nightstand clock. She gasped in shock before cursing herself. She hated being late and she apparently had five minutes to meet with her lab partner.

Chloe jumped up and ran for the small mirror that hung on the wall. She released her hair from the towel she had tied it up in and threw it on her bed, knowing it would leave a damp spot but it didn't matter at the moment. All that mattered was getting there on time. Her hair fell past her shoulders in golden locks that looked like she spent hours trying to perfect. She didn't admire herself as she turned back and ripped open her draws. She put on a matching dark blue pokadot panty set. The underwear was a thong, but she didn't have time to actually think about what she was putting on at this point. She quickly put on the matching bra and hastily grabbed a pair of dark wash skinny jeans. Chloe ran past the mirror once more to the closet to see what she had for tops. As she ran by she couldn't help but notice how sexy the bra was and smiled slightly. She was actually kind of glad her boobs got bigger, the bigger they are the sexier the bras get to. Chloe didn't have time to check herself out much longer as she put on the first baggy shirt she could find. It happened to be a somewhat artistically baggy tank top she usually wore with a swear or cardigan. She had no time to find such things so she pulled it on and ran back to her bed to retrieve her bag which still lied on the floor. She cursed slightly as she quickly put on some basic makeup. She swore loudly about how sexist it was girls couldn't look natural to be pretty and finished putting on lip gloss, mascara, some eyeshadow and eyeliner before grabbing a hair piece to stick in her hair. It wasn't hers, it was one of her room mate but she knew she had permission to borrow it. It was a nice silk bow that was a deep blue, the same color as her bra. Chloe didn't examine herself in the mirror, there was no time, she started running out the room.

Chloe raised out of the dorm room flying down the stairs. She ran across the courtyard not noticing the cool autumn air. She ran faster than she ever did in gym class and wondered why she cared about making it on time to meet with her lab partner who was probably not going to show up. Chloe fought against people trying to make it to the Chemistry lab. The fact that people were in the hallways meant that she was late, the bell had rung. Chloe cursed as she made it to the chemistry lab. She flung open the door and stood in the doorway to see Lucas sitting in his seat glancing over at her. She cringed as she saw the clock above the blackboard, she was late, there was no denying it. If Chloe hadn't been in such a rush she might have noticed that her shirt was a little low cut and from the run had exposed just the top of her bra along with the nice black bow in the middle of her breasts. Normally she would have noticed such things and if she wasn't so surprised with Lucas actually on time she might have noticed then but she stood in the doorway oblivious to her dark blue bra being exposed.

"Chloe Bennett? it's about time you showed up."

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Chloe cringed at his voice as she walked into the room and leaned against the wall trying to look pissed off even though she wanted to apologize to him. She couldn't it was lucas she was partnered with, not some actually decent person. Chloe rolled her eyes as she avoided eye contact with him. "I didn't think you would notice my absence" She said through gritted teeth not wanting to get into a fight until after their lab was done.

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[x]Tag:Lucas Meadows
[x]Outfit:CLICKHehehe, Chloe's bra's exposed, gotta love being rushed
[x]Notes:I AM SOOO SORRY ABOUT HOW LONG IT IS! I feel bad... sorry again! I am loving this thread though!
[x]Credit:Lyrics by SARAH CONNOR in TOUCH
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[Lucas Meadows]

LIKE A SILVERBLADE, I CUT MY WAY OUT OF CONTROL
BUT DON'T YOU KNOW
SOME KNIVES WILL CUT YOU STRAIGHT TO THE BONE
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Swinging his feet off the top of the desk, Lucas sat up a little more straightly. He could tell from Chloe´s expression that she was feeling bad for having been late and her breath revealed that she had been running to get there, but she still didn´t apologize. Not a fan of him then... Shrugging he let the note he had been keeping stationary in the air up until this point fall to the ground. Technically he shouldn´t be using his powers outside of class, and the girl who was standing before him definitely had the look of a tattle tale. Come to think of it she looked like a lot more than just that at the moment.

"I didn't think you would notice my absence"

Smirking Lucas made a big show of raising an eyebrow in mock surprise and then proceeding to look her over before finally letting his eyes come to a rest at the point where the black bow of her bra was clearly visible between her breasts. "Really? I´d say your pretty noticeable," he commented dryly, knowing it would make her uncomfortable. He knew her type. She was the kind of girl who would never walk out of her house without making sure that she was wearing something nice and that her make up was in place, and yet she would act offended if someone actually noticed her body or appearance.

Which just made it all the more fun to be him. Moving aside a little he pointed at the seat next to him. "Now that you are here we should probably get started though. Unlike you I actually have some other things than hanging out in the science classroom I would like to do this evening," he said in a pleasant voice which didn´t quite match his words. Bending down at the side of the desk he grabbed his bag and located the text book he had snatched from his room before heading over to the school building. Casting a glance back at Chloe he gave her a "what are you waiting for" look.

He always felt best when he kept people at their toes, and from what he could tell about Chloe it wouldn´t be all that hard to accomplish. "Are you sure you aren´t a little cold though?" he asked innocently, "these classrooms can be freezing during the afternoons." Especially when you´re wearing next to nothing. He kept that last bit to himself, and instead found the note with the assignment their teacher had given him after class. At the top the words "Reagents" where written in a neat and precise handwriting.

Back home Chemistry had been one of his best classes. Then again, back home school had actually mattered as something more than a way for him to try to become normal again. At Power´s doing math equations and learning history seemed a bit pointless in the big picture. He wasn´t there to learn about the American civil war or algebra. He was there so that he could go home with a certificate stating that he had his condition under control. He was there to get home. Sooner or later he would going to leave this sorry excuse for a school behind and go back to his parents house in California. Most of his friends thought he was just doing and exchange program for a couple of years, and that he would be back next year or so. He was planning on proving them right.

First, however, it would seem that he needed to get through the evening in the company of Miss Bennett, her lovely polka dot bra and some Chemical substances which might blow sky wise at any given moment. Sighing he shoved the paper in Chloe´s direction, pointing at the different mixtures they were meant to make. "So, where do you want to start?"

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tagged: Chloe Bennett
words: Um, not sure
outfit: Lucas is wearing dark jeans and a worn light t-shirt. It makes him look good =P
notes: Length is fine =) No worries, it was fun to read!

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[chloe ever bennett.]

TOUCH
NEED YOUR HANDS ON ME
SO WE CAN
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"Really? I´d say your pretty noticeable,"

Chloe bit back an eye roll, it was much harder than it sounded. She cringed feeling like she should have worn a hoodie over top like she normally did. CHloe shook her head letting curls sway slightly, he was up to his usual mind games and Chloe refused to show a hint of insecurity, resisting the urge to stare down at herself to make sure that she was dressed impecably. Why did he have to be such an asshole? He probably didn't even care about his mark which pissed Chloe off even more than she was currently. Marks were prett much the only thing that might get her anywhere despite feeling like she had lost her hopes and dreams because of her power. She strode into the room not wanting to have to really talk more than nesessary. She yanked up her small little gloves in determination as she almost strutted over to the lab bench. She took off her bag and let it drop to the floor loudly, normally she would have just placed it down but she felt like she had the right to be mad. Well, not yet, but she knew it was only a matter of time and then her attitude would be justified.

"Now that you are here we should probably get started though. Unlike you I actually have some other things than hanging out in the science classroom I would like to do this evening,"

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Chloe didn't hesitate to bite back a retort as she shuffled through her small satchel bag to find her lab book, It would be easier to just read her summarized notes about the lab then have to read the procedure from the assignment. Chloe slightly agreed to his hint that she had no life, Chloe had come to terms with it long ago so she didn't try and deny it. "Well I am sorry cause all I want to do is spend forever over a bunsen burner trying to explain what a reagent is to some half monkey half donkey."[/i] She didn't hide her sarcasm or try and hide the fact she called him an ass. She pulled out her grey lab book and flipped through a couple of previous labs. She stopped when she saw her neat writing scralled atop the page declaring it was the Regeants lab. Chloe skimmed the page while she played with a peice of blonde hair that had happen to fall in her face. She currently twisted it any which way absent mindedly as she read over her notes and materials needed. Chloe was interupted yet again by his voice, she was already getting sick of being his partner.

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Chloe spoke absent mindedly as she continued to read through her notes. They would have to make a vast number of mixtures and record diffrent things like chemical equations of formed compounds aswell as determining the mass of one mole of each substance. CHloe had no problem following what was asked of her, she would probably get the bunsen burner things started since they usually had to be left on the heat the longest. She was most nervous about using a catalyst to increase the speed of a reaction. She hated it when teachers gave you thinking labs, they would have to choose their own catalyst... Chloe had no doubtthat she was clueless on that one.It would be easiest to set up the bunsen burner labs first since they have to have time to be left over the heat. Could you grab the magnesium strips and the cruicible, I don't mind starting the Bunsen burner unless you want to?"

Chloe didn't look away from her lab book letting her tone turn kinda geeky. At the time she didn't notice but she figured she would regret it very soon. She just wanted this lab to be done. Chloe skimmed over a couple diagrams of what they had to do. Te purpose was to draw out the oxygen in the air making magnesium oxide but Chloe reread her summarized procedure.

1.Set up bunsun burner and crucible and place small peices of magnesium in the curicable
2.Heat for eight minutes
3.remove from heat and let cool for three minutes
4.place 10-20 ml of distilled water into the cruicible to draw out any nitrogen that might have contaminated the colution
5.Heat until water disolves leaving you with Magnesium Oxide.

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Chloe also noted to weigh the crucible and contents before and after the experiment was done and subtract the wieght of the cruicible.

"And get the scale as well... please"[/i]CHloe felt like a complete dork infront of Lucas. She couldn't help but notice that he was looking really good today but Chloe shoved the though out of her mind and focused on the lab at hand. It didn't seem to exiting but you still got to witness oxygen and magnesium bonding to form a new compound, one that you can then weigh to determin how much oxygen actually weighs which is pretty cool. Chloe forgot that last thought, she knewit wasn't cool to be able to calculate quantities of a chemical but she ignored the feeling inside her that made her optomistic. She put down her lab book and looked up at Lucas. With the lab book out of her way she would be able to refocus her hatred of the prick yet again. She hated how science distracted her so, she even added in a please, WHAT WAS WITH THAT! Chloe was fully prepared to do the lab by herself but she would bve pleasently surprised if he actually helped her instead of use her as an easy A+

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[x]Tag:Lucas Meadows
[x]Outfit:CLICK
[x]Notes:I am sorry, if this isn't what you wanted I can change the lab to be more vaugue or if you have any questions since I did a shit job at explaining it You can PM me questions and stuff. I AM SORRY!!!
[x]Credit:Lyrics by SARAH CONNOR in TOUCH
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[Lucas Meadows]

LIKE A SILVERBLADE, I CUT MY WAY OUT OF CONTROL
BUT DON'T YOU KNOW
SOME KNIVES WILL CUT YOU STRAIGHT TO THE BONE
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Lucas watched in silent amusement as Chloe seemed to steel herself before crossing the classroom floor over to where he was sitting, adjusting the gloves she was wearing firmly. Did they have something to do with her abnormality? Perhaps she was able to suck the life out of a person with her touch? Then again, she seemed to be perfectly able to do that without touching him at all... Grinning at his own joke Lucas moved marginally so that Chloe was able to sit down next to him without their clothes brushing together at the shoulder. Regardless of her ability she didn’t seem to be the sort of girl who valued physical touch all that much and he wouldn’t want her to storm out of there before they had even gotten started. There was the matter of the order to finish this assignment "or else" to take into consideration after all.

The teacher hadn’t said he couldn’t have a little fun along the way, however. Upon hearing Chloe calling him a half donkey half, monkey Lucas made his eyes wide, doing an excellent impression of being wounded by her words. Had he ever put his mind to it he could have done rather well in the Academy theater group, not that he would ever sign up to something like that. Prancing around a stage in tights wasn’t really his cup of tea. Someone really needed to teach his fellow student some better insults though. He hadn’t been called a monkey since preschool ended. Despite the urge to point this out, Lucas kept his mouth shut at this point. Better to give her a false hope that he might just have decided to act nicely than to play into her badly veiled expectations that he’d act like a jerk. Although he still couldn’t remember all that much about his lab partner, it would seem like he had made a bigger impression on her than she had on him.

Even so, the way she completely forgot about him as she buried her way in the note they had been given containing the details of the experiment almost made him irritated. He disliked not being the center of attention. Aside from his previous quick glance down on the paper he hadn’t bothered with reading what they were supposed to do yet. Chloe on the other hand, stared at the note as if it held the secrete to life itself, frowning slightly as she read its contents. Every time she moved the least, the fabric of her top would move tantalizing across her skin, giving him a perfect view. A small part of him felt bad for not telling her that she was clothed a bit more daring than what she had probably planned on. Then again, he had already dropped quite a few clear hints about her appearance. If she was too stubborn to take them then that was her problem.

As she began to dole out orders to him, Lucas snapped out of his thoughts and gave her a bright smile. "I can handle that. That is, if you are sure you are able to start the Bunsen burner without setting yourself on fire?" His voice was entirely sincere though he doubted she´d interpret his words that way. Without giving her the time to reply he rose to his feet and went over to the equipment cabinet. It had been left unlocked seeing as a lot of the students would be doing their projects during the afternoon. He had no trouble finding what they needed, and at Chloe´s added comment, he picked up a scale as well. Moving back to the desk he dropped the whole load unceremoniously in front of her and found his seat once more.

It would seem as if the dear miss Bennett had retreated into her own private dork dimension. Her eyes were still intently focused on the instructions, and her fingers fluttered across the paper. Making a mental eye roll Lucas wondered if she was already pondering over the new compound they were supposed to make, or if she was just pretending to be thinking to avoid having to deal with him. Regardless of the reason she finally resurfaced and looked away from the note she had been clutching like a life line the past five minutes. "No to be offensive," he said lightly, "but weren’t you supposed to set up the Bunsen burner? Perhaps you need some help?"

Just the mere suggestion would probably be enough to mortify her. He had already gotten the distinct feeling that Chloe Bennett did not think too much of his intelligence. Which just went to show that she was a whole lot more prejudiced than she liked to come off as. Deciding that unsettling her a little more might just be a good idea, Lucas placed one of his hand on hers in an intimate gesture and looked deeply into her eyes. "Maybe it has something to do with your hands?" he said in what might pass as a kind voice. "Are you hiding a couple of hideous claws underneath these gloves? I can see how that might make coordination difficult..."

He knew he was acting out of line, but the girl in front of him was simply too easy to upset. Not to mention that annoying her was a whole lot more fun than to actually do the experiment they had been partnered for. Any teacher who gave after school hours assignments should realize that not all of the students would be equally interested in doing things according to the books.

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tagged: Chloe Bennett
words: Um, not sure
outfit: Lucas is wearing dark jeans and a worn light t-shirt. It makes him look good =P
notes: I am SO sorry for having taken this long. Life has been hectic resently, and I promise this will be the last time you will have to wait this amount of time. Hope you haven´t given up on me!

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