Seduce Him! {Cerys&Henri, Tennis Club}

[Nicolette]

Henri rolled his eyes and picked up his sports bag. His mood wasn't really up for tennis since most of the members were off elsewhere at the moment and he was being annoyed by some girl who claimed to like tennis.

"Whatever, I really do not care." He said with a shrug before turning to start for the locker rooms.

[Faye]

Cerys felt a little hurt at his words and his sudden want to leave. Then again he had wanted to this entire time. She was bad at this, she blamed it on the fact that boys had cooties. End of Story.

Her eyes the caught him about to head for the lockers, this was her last chance to grab his attention. Rhiannon had rattled off all the things that he liked and Cerys attempted to remember them. Tennis... Kyerin and the Student Freedom Force (though not something under his likes but it was something) and.. and there was something else. MUSIC. Music!

"A-ah! Verity!" She called out, using the last add on of his name, feeling that they weren't ready for a first name basis quite yet. "Do you like music?" That was something she be truthful about.

[Nicolette]

Henri was nearing the locker rooms, but paused when she called out his other last name. He let out a sigh and looked over his shoulder at him, though raised an eyebrow at her question. Rather random, and rather odd. Why was she having such an interest in him to begin with? He was a nothing, especially with his sister being Nicolette de la Fontaine...

That could even be the reason she was talking to him. Maybe she wanted some sort of connection with Nicolette and was using him to achieve it...

"...What of it...?" he asked hesitantly. He would humor her for now.

[Faye]

Yes! Got his attention again!

At least it was actually something they had in common and something she could be truthful about.

"Ah well, see, there's another thing we have in common," She said with a small, bright smile. She had to keep it going though. Fuel the fire! "What kind of music do you like?" She asked, sounding genuinely interested. Cerys wasn't using Henri to get to Nicolette, she could care less about it, she had a connection with her already though Nicolette was clueless. Oh no, Rhiannon and Cerys's plans with Henri were just a joke.

[Nicolette]

"Classical... for the most part..." He was still a little hesitant in his answer, but he felt the question was harmless.

But really and truly, the boy just wanted to go to the locker room, change back into his normal clothes, and go back to his dormitory... Or maybe the music room. He wasn't quite sure yet, but both places seemed much more appealing than the gym.

[Faye]

Classical? Cerys 'ooo'd' at his response, clapping her hands together. "I like classical as well, but my taste in music is quite well-rounded," There were a few exceptions. Stuff like trash and death metal, that type of music scared her. A lot.

Cerys found herself moving a little close to Henri so she wouldn't have to near shout it to him. There were other things that would hopefully press the right buttons, but she just had to remember. "Do you play any instruments?" She asked yet another question, she herself didn't play any but she was just curious. Rhiannon said he took Ochestra which meant he must play one of them.

[Nicolette]

Henri was suspicious. Why was this girl trying so hard to know things about him? Something just didn't add up in his mind... However, he held his ground and shifted his weight onto his other leg, looking warily at the girl approaching him once more.

"And if I do?" he replied to her question.

[Faye]

Cerys's eyes fell to the ground at his reply, she wasn't even sure what the outcome would be if he played an instrument. He was answering her questions with questions of his own and HE KEPT DOING IT, oh he was annoying. Why on Earth would Rhiannon give her something like this to do? Did she seriously hate her that much?

Shaking her head from the thoughts, her eyes slowly averted back to the younger boy, "Well.. um.. then it'd be interesting? Because I don't play any and you seem like the type of person who plays one," Now she was just rambling, but this boy was making this difficult.

[Nicolette]

"....Piano." The boy said, cutting the older girl off from her rambling. He then turned back toward the locker room. "I'm going to go get changed." He stated as he started walking off, shifting his bag on his shoulder to keep it from slipping.

He was a bit sweaty, and changing back into his school uniform was welcome after having worked out in his gym clothes.

[Faye]

Piano? Cerys blinked at his answer, that seemed like such a girlie instrument yet it seemed to fit him so well. Cerys went to speak again, her mouth open and ready but he had walked into the changing rooms to get back into his uniform.

Cerys took a step forward, about to follow him before she realised where she would be following him to. The boys' changing room, she was a girl and it would probably scare the living crap out of him if she went in there. So, she sat down to wait for him to come back out. She took the time to think over other things to talk to him about, Tennis and Music seemed outof the question now that she had run out of ideas for them.

What next? School? Blah. There had to be something. She went through all the things that she knew she liked and crossed off the ones that she just knew he wouldn't like. Dancing. No. Dresses. No. Kite flying. Maybe. Animals. Eh, maybe, though she doubted it. Astronomy. To her, it seemed likely, it was a neutral kind of thing, she'd ask about it. He also didn't seem the type of person to like sweets. BUT, looks could be deceiving. If that was the case, maybe he liked dresses..

[Nicolette]

Henri pulled his shirt off as he got to his locker and put his combination in to open the metal door. He reached in to pull out his folded uniform and he tossed in the shirt. He pulled on the white button up, opting to leave the jacket off for now. He stepped out of his shorts and pulled on his pants, tucking in the button up shirt. He threw the shorts into locker and picked up his uniform jacket as he stuffed his sports bag into the locker as well. He pulled out his normal school bag and his jewelry before shutting up the locker.

He pulled the backpack onto his back and slung his jacket over his shoulder, holding it there as he headed out of the locker room. He felt he warmth of his necklace against his chest, his earring in his earlobe. His grey eyes gazed lazily out at the gym before he started to walk toward the exit.

[Faye]

While waiting, Cerys hummed a light tune to herself, thinking of the dance steps she would do to the melody, she was about to stand up and begin dancing out of habit when she saw Henri finally emerge from the locker room, he had ignored her presence and was making his way to the exit of the gym.

Annoyed, Cerys stood up from where she was sitting and chased after him, "Verity!" She called out, finally coming to a casual walk as she caught up, "I'm not done talking to you yet."

[Nicolette]

Henri gazed lazily over his shoulder and winced a little at the sight of the girl as she caught up with him. He let out a small sigh and focused his eyes forward. "I figured you'd get bored with my answers and find someone else to bother."

In all honesty, Henri was just a little pessimistic brat... But he did sometimes crave a little bit of attention. His sister was so popular and amazing, and he wasn't. She showed the extent of her power at the Winter Dance, and Henri had shown how much weaker he was than she... That was enough for him to just... dread things.

[Faye]

Cerys scoffed, her arms folding across her middle as she walked beside him towards the gymnasiums exit. They had to walk along a basketball court which squeaked as their shoes moved across it. "I'm sure you're not as boring as you let out to be.." She said as she looked around at their surroundings.

She may as well try what she had thought about, "Do you like astronomy?" If he liked astronomy too, she was going to be incredibly freaked out because this was just a stab in the dark.

[Nicolette]

Henri shrugged at her first comment, opting to stay quiet. No use in arguing the point considering this girl did show that she wasn't afraid to argue any point. She was... rather an odd one.

And he couldn't help but pause in his step to give her a weird look at the second question. Had this girl been following him and taking down information on his hobbies? So far, she had listed three of his hobbies (though, one of them had been pretty obvious).

"...Are you a stalker?"