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[MAXWELL RALPH SHEPPARD]

maxwell sheppard, well he was a complicated boy in a sense but most of his complications were hidden from the eyes of people! he didn't show off the sweet and complicated side of him because it was just something he never showed to anyone..well he showed it to his grandmother but that was it. the boy just always found being an asshole easier because it was all he ever really saw. his family life consisted of his pussy alcoholic father or his over-controlling, bitch of a mother. so, he found a good middle ground of the two! he wasn't about to be a pussy so he was a controlling asshole alcoholic! it worked well for him in his opinions, and he liked being so! he didn't like being out of control in a situation and he always felt control when he was using a girl in some way. that was always a fun time in his opinion and he was happy when he was doing. well happy wouldn't be the right word because he was never happy! not lately, with his grandmother losing more of herself and it was hurting the little bit of heart he had.

the older gonzalez woman, the sheppard boy's grandmother. well, she was the only one who could pull the sweet side of this boy straight out of him! she was losing more of herself and max had sent the nurse home but he really needed a break and a shower and he thought he locked the front lock! he had a double lock on it where she'd need a key to get out. well, he must have forgotten with the bad day he had that day. his grandmother wandered outside, looking for her deceased husband and he couldn't find her when he got out the shower. the door was wide open and the boy was scared out of his mind. he looked everywhere to find her weeping and he approached her carefully. well she didn't know who he was...but he offered her a hand and he took her home and locked the door and told her everything. she lashed out though..hit him but the hit wasn't the problem. the boy just hated seeing his grandmother like that, forgetting herself. forgetting him.

he got drunk the night before and now he had the worst hangover in the world. sitting through class, well it was kind of hard when his head was pounding. though he did manage three periods but the lights and everything, he felt like his head was about to explode! he complained about a migraine and they sent him the nurse and he always knew how to woo the woman! he got her to let him lay down for as long as he needed and a nap would be good because he couldn't really get any sleep when he was constantly having the need to check on his grandma and making sure she was okay and that the doors were all knocked. his nap felt like it lasted a few hours and he opened his eyes to see the time said it was about time for his fifth class but he wasn't sure he was ready to leave, so he kept his eyes closed as he laid in the bed.


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[ABRIELLE ELAINE BALLARD]

abrielle elaine ballard felt like she was getting better. to herself, she wasn't constantly feeling the need to throw herself in the nearest corner whenever a boy walked by, and she wasn't being constantly plagued with the memory of what happened to her with her mom's boyfriend. yes, she was getting better. she was still cautious. oh yes, she was oh so very cautious.. but better. she was slowly getting there. she still felt that fear bubbling up in her stomach constantly, but she had gotten to where she could fight it and she could fight her trembling hands and she would seem normal for at least another minute. she would never have been able to break away from that part of her life if it weren't for her older brother taking her away from the madness that she called a life.. if he didn't take her away from the people she sadly had to call her parents.

though she didn't look like the type of girl to have been living with a druggie, prostitute mother and a drug dealer dad that's been in and out more times than she could count on both of her hands.. but she had to deal with that. even worse, she had to deal with a boyfriend of her mothers getting her drunk and then raping her, all on camera.. everytime she thought about it, she felt completely disgusted with herself, humiliated.. depressed. but she would always try to shake off the memory and focus on something else, but it was so bad when you know that your own mother didn't care what he did to her daughter. that's why she was sitting in her math class, her head in her arms and her eyes closed. she did not feel well, all of those emotions and memories were banging in her head, giving her such a migraine that she couldn't even handle it. she almost wanted to cry, but she fought the urge.

in one swift motion, she rose up, with her hand raised, and asked if she could go to the nurse. she got her pass and walked swiftly for the nurses office. her head was down, her fingertips of one hand touching her forehead lightly. she just wanted to go home and curl up with her brother, letting him comfort her.. but she was nearly eighteen! she needed to grow up and handle these things on her own. finally, she was at the nurses office, after what it seemed like a thousand miles of walking. she walked in silently and looked around. where was the nurse? her eyebrows came together and she closed the door behind her, her blue/green eyes searching the area. she didn't seem to be here. she walked in a little more and noted that someone was in here as well, laying on the bed in here. a boy. maxwell sheppard, she recognized. immediately, she became closed off and she frowned. but she really just wanted to do what he was doing right now, take some medicine and nap. so, she cleared her throat and then spoke in a quiet voice, "excuse me," she said, her voice quiet but strong, "do you know where the nurse is?" she asked, looking around once more. she hoped she didn't bother him.. because he might really be sick! but then again, he could just be tired, or hung over, or just wanting to skip class.. you never knew with people these days.

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[MAXWELL RALPH SHEPPARD]

Max was, well he was a known womanizer and thats how he liked it. Sure, most people didn't want that to be their reputation but he did. It was true, he did use women but that wasn't all of Max's lifestyle. Most of his time was spent with his grandmother. But that didn't mean the boy was about to give up a chance to flirt. When he heard the door, his eyes flew open and fell onto the girl he had his eyes on for a bit. So, he decided this was a good chance to make his move on Miss Ballard. Now he did his flirting more subtly, but with an array of confidence that many his age could only dream of having. Miss Ballard was a beautiful one and an interesting one at that. Some would probably not see her as interesting but she seemed like one who would need a little chase and the Sheppard boy was all about the chase. There was no fun in a prize if you didn't have to put in a bit of work and he hoped that Miss Ballard would be a satisfying one.

When she spoke to him, he stood up and moved to the nurse's desk. Sitting in her chair he looked up at the Ballard girl. "Help I'm Mr. Sheppard. You need to sign in and I need to check your temperature." His eyes were dark with a bit of humor playing in them and his lips were holding his usual smirk. She needed a nurse and he was and he was here to help with whatever problems she may have. He opened the top drawer, pulled out the thermometer, then kicked a chair out so she could sit. "Come Miss Ballard. We don't have all day." He was honestly having a bit of fun with this and who wouldn't? It wasn't like he couldn't charm his way out of trouble if he got caught. Though he didn't care about getting into trouble if he couldn't. What he cared about was charming Abrielle Ballard.

His eyes were dancing with humor as he took in the beautiful girl in front of him. Just the thought of her giving in without a chase, in this office, sent a shiver through Max's body. He had to clear his throat before he could speak again. Though when he spoke his voice was husky with his thought. "What is wrong Miss Ballard?" Max's eyes held a darker look and his smirk was gone. There was just something about this girl at this moment and it took him by surprise. But he knew that he would have her under him, even if it was the last thing he ever did.


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[ABRIELLE ELAINE BALLARD]

abrielle wasn't good with boys. that was a given, considering what happened to her in the past. that just made her more guarded and quiet. she didn't know how to flirt, she was innocent when it came to boys. of course, her brother loved that fact, but she knew that she would need to grow out of that stage in her life someday. she knew that she would, eventually. she just needed a push. it was hard when you think that every human with a penis is going to try to get you under them, and that's it. which, sure, wasn't completely wrong. even if she did date a boy that only wanted sex from her, she wanted to be sure that they wouldn't do what her mother's boyfriend did to her: get her drunk, then take advantage of her. she wanted to know that she had control of the situation, when it came to her dating a boy.

and she would be damned if she didn't have that control.

the younger girl watched maxwell as he stood up and moved to the nurses desk. surely, he wasn't going to act as if he could help her.. but then those words came out of his mouth. at that moment, she really just wanted to roll her eyes. but her eyes were caught by his dark stare. it took her a moment, but she finally broke contact by looking around at the office again, before her blue-green eyes landed back on his form. she watched him cautiously as he took out the thermometer and kicked out the chair for her. but she didn't sit, she just stood, "um.." she stammered for a moment, not knowing what to do. she cleared her throat, because she didn't want to stutter as she spoke, "seriously... mister sheppard, where is the nurse? you know, the one that works here?" she asked him, crossing her arms over her chest and raising an eyebrow at him.

finally, she just let out a sigh and sat in the chair he had kicked out, but scooting it back so she was a little ways away from him. she didn't care if he thought he was being cute by doing this, she just wanted something for her head and to get out of here. she looked over at him, before her eyes widened a little at the tone of his voice and his dark eyes. her eyes shot down to her hands that were in her lap. she bit her bottom lip for a moment, before looking back up at him, "um.. my head," she said, "i just had a headache.."

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[MAXWELL RALPH SHEPPARD]

max might have been an egotistical bastard from time to time and he did tend to enjoy a little dominance with his sex but he wasn't a rapist. no, the sheppard boy didn't do that. he had confidence that he'd change the girls mind in a heartbeat, but he didn't take what wasn't offered to him. he just wasn't that kind of guy! the boy was a secret sweat heart and though some tended to expect him to just take what he wanted with any girl but he wasn't that kind of guy at all. the dominant things he did the the girls he was with, well they were agreed upon and all legal things between to consented adults! so, his reputation made him out to be someone he wasn't. but then again, it was just the way he liked it. he saw all the things between his mother and father and he didn't want to deal with that. though, the watching of that relationship and the failure of it was one of the reasons the boy was determined to never get stuck in one of those! especially not the way his father was. the boy liked his control and he took it when it was available and he would be the dominant in any of his relationships or it won't work out. and they'd all stay pretty much sexual with a few outings but only enough to keep his reputation set in the stone it was set in.

when the girl in front of him started to say um, his mouth turned into a lopsided smirk. the 'mister sheppard' that left her mouth, well it kind of got him all hot in a sense! not in the sexual way but in more of his control. it kind of made his control tingle a bit and it was in a sense causing his head to grow. the literal head not the one below. though the control and the below head kind of went hand in hand from time to time, this wasn't one of those times. because he knew the lovely lady in front of him wasn't about to be all up on him like some girls. she was different in a way and he liked that about her! it kept things interesting and doing the same old things were kind of boring and one of the many reasons he wasn't about to have a full blown plain old relationship. it just seemed boring! he shrugged to her actual question, "im not sure miss but im here and its either this or you go back to class. choose wisely," he said with a wink and a smirk.

he wasn't cute and he never thought of himself as cute. the max boy was smart and knew his way around women. he knew how to make them think he was being cute but his thoughts and his actions very rarely matched one another! he stared at her for a moment as she looked at her hands, she looked very cute right then and there! but he wasn't about to admit something new was coming up in his head! he was thinking she was 'cute' but girls weren't cute up in his head. they were hot! he forced his brain thoughts to go back where he liked them and though a sparkle shown in his eyes as the cute thoughts rained through, they were back to their dark glaze. if there was anyway to find out what maxwell ralph sheppard was thinking, it'd be from his eyes. but when she said he had a headache, he looked around for a safteypin and though he found one, he knew it would be easier to do the next with a hair pin but he had what he had and he'd make it work. he unlocked the file cabinet and then the medicine one and he found abrielle's folder and threw it on the desk before looking for some tylanol and sat down, rolling the bottle between his hands and flipping open her folder. "now miss ballard...why should i hand these over to you? i could get in a lot of trouble for this my lady," he said, his head tilted to the side and his usual smirk still shinning on his lips.


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[ABRIELLE ELAINE BALLARD]

miss abrielle elaine worthy didn't know what to do at this very moment. she hadn't been in a situation like this, mainly because she tried to avoid things like this. she didn't like being in situations where she was alone with a boy. she started to get scared.. flustered, embarrassed, and she never knew what to say. she would always stumble over her words and just freak out. either that, or she would walk away from them because she didn't know what to do. she hated that the opposite sex had that affect on her, but it was just how things played out. there wasn't anything that she could do about it. it's why, while she was sitting here and looking at the boy, maxwell sheppard, in front of her.. she just stayed silent until he spoke to her.

choose wisely. that made her scoff a little and roll her eyes, the sassy side of abrielle coming out as she tried to mask her fear. she masked fear really well, but right now.. she wasn't trying to mask her fear, if that made sense? she thought the whole 'choose wisely' thing, with the wink and that ever so infamous smirk that he always seemed to have on his lips.. it was just a little bit on the obnoxious side. she wanted to knock his ego down a few notches, but she didn't even know where to start. finally, she let out a sigh and looked back up at him, "honestly, i'd rather that i just go back to class.. but i do need something for my head," seriously, her headache was terrible. and he wasn't exactly helping her case, by doing this to her, "so i guess i'll suffer through whatever game you're trying to pull." she didn't know if that was harsh or not, but she didn't care. she knew max's reputation, and she knew what he was trying to do. she wasn't going to fall for his charm like every other girl. she was just going to push herself away from it.

her eyes darted down to watch what he was doing, and once he got the file cabinet unlocked, she bit down on her bottom lip. she wasn't expecting him to go full on 'nurse' mode. she was just expecting him to flirt a little, then maybe actually give her the medicine that she needed. she didn't want him to read her file, because she honestly didn't even know what was all in there. she knew that there were times that she had to come in here because she had panic attacks and teachers didn't know what to do with her.. was that in there? "i don't think my file is necessary, max," she said, reaching over and picking up her file, closing it as she did so. she rose her eyebrows up at him, "really, all i need is some pain reliever and i can be on my way," she said, placing the file on her lap. she eyed the bottle of tylenol and she felt her headache even more, knowing that the relief was just in the hands of this boy, "you're the one that offered to help me, mister sheppard. surely, you remember that. it did just happen, after all," she said, tilting her head just like he did, before smiling a little sarcastic smile, "do you even know how to smile? it seems like all you do is smirk."

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[MAXWELL RALPH SHEPPARD]

the silence that rang through the air for the first few minutes were kind of cute and it only made him that much more in need of her! of her body. yup, it was all that maxwell sheppard wanted at this moment because what else was there? nothing. he licked his lips and gave her a smirk as he thought of many possibilities that today could lead to. each one sent a shiver down his spine of anticipation and it took a lot of control to keep the bulge in his pants under control. there was no need to let her know of his...thoughts. he wanted the chase and though that would probably make her run away, it wouldn't be an advantage to him. he liked having an advantage and his smirk grew at his own personal thoughts.

her sassy side, only made him think she was that much cuter..hotter. she was hot and that, well it was hotter than her normal hot. yup, it was how he though the little sass was and he made a mental note to try and piss her off that much more. he had a contemplation of making her angrier by calling her hot or dropping it and decided the anger route was best. "you are pretty cute when you are mad," he said, saying cute because if he said hot..it wouldn't work? he wasn't sure if it'd work or not but then he listened to her say she wanted to go to class he shrugged, "your choice." what was he supposed to do? then she said she needed something for her head and her ran a hand through his hair. "well then that's one rocky situation to be in." when she said she'd have to suffer through his 'game' well he couldn't keep the laughter out of his voice. "well then my dear miss morthy." he figured she was trying to be harsh and scare him off but it only caused him to be that much more interested in her as someone he could have..under him. or above him. he liked under better but he wouldn't tell this girl no to whatever it was he had in mind.

he quirked his brow when she grabbed her file off of the desk because he didn't realize it was such a big deal? maybe there was some secret in there that she didn't want him to know. but he was a curious being and it gave him the satisfaction to know that there was something that he could find out. he could always sneak back in and find out but it would be more fun and more interesting to get the girl in front of him to spill it all on her own. he put his hand up in surrender and sat down in his seat. "i do need to know if you are allowed medicine though miss worthy. i wouldn't be a proper nurse without that knowledge." he leaned forweard, getting closer to her and raising his brows right back at her. "but i need to make sure you can have some." he spinned the bottle in his hand and couldn't help but chuckle at her statement and the fact that she was calling him mister sheppard. "but you my grasshopper must learn," he said, using grasshopper just because it seemed to fit the situation. "i have the control in this situation and sure you need this. but why should i give it to you? i offered to help but i have conditions." he licked his lips and looked at the bottle, a twinkle in his eyes, "would you like to know the condition my dear grasshopper?" he liked the ring of grasshopper and he felt it was definitely going to stick.


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[ABRIELLE ELAINE BALLARD]

the young abrielle ballard had heard about maxwell; he was a womanizer. he wanted one thing, and that one thing was just something that abrielle wouldn't be giving up. so in all honesty, she thought that he was wasting his time. in fact, she new that he was wasting his time because there was not a thing that he could get from her. she watched him carefully and wondered what was going through as his smirk grew. actually... no, she didn't want to know. she had an idea of what he was probably thinking of, with that look in his eye. she would rather stay naive to that fact, rather than know.

her eyes narrowed at him as he said that she was cute when mad. she didn't want him to think that! she wasn't cute, or anything of the sort! she didn't want him thinking of her as cute. she didn't want him to think about her at all! she just wanted to get this over with and move on with her life, him just fading into the black and she would forget him, "no, i'm not," she said, her voice trying to emphasize to him that she wasn't, and she didn't want him to be thinking that. she knew that her little act wasn't affecting him, so she let out a huff and crossed her arms, looking away from him. he was making her headache worse! she just wanted out! then, she looked back over at him and rose an eyebrow, "what kind of game are you playing, max?" she asked him, acting as if she were curious, "a game you pull with all of the girls?" yeah, she was calling him out.

abrielle just didn't like people knowing things about her, and she knew that her file held quite a bit. she definitely didn't want max, of all people, to read what exactly she'd gone to the nurse for. some were embarrassing, while some rooted to something much deeper and she didn't want questions. when he kind of surrendered, she relaxed a little and nodded her head, before rolling her eyes once more, "i can have some, max. trust me." she'd taken the stupid pills many times, "if i couldn't, then why would i bother coming here?" she asked, because obviously if someone who couldn't take that specific medicine wouldn't come into the nurse asking for it, unless they were just complete idiots. her eyes narrowed at him once more when he called her grasshopper, "it's abrielle," she snapped at him, not fond of the nickname he had just used on her. it was just unnecessary in her opinion and she didn't like it in the slightest. she listened to him and bit down on her bottom lip, not liking where he was going with this. finally, she just nodded her head, not saying a word to him about his 'conditions' or his stupid nickname that he was using yet again.

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